This year Ramzan just ran full speed. Seems like just yesterday that taraweeh started and the first sehri happened. Alhamdolillah, ramzan gone by, availed in the best possible way i could.
I made lots of prayers this ramzan, availed all the big nights*allah shukr*. Of upcoming new beginnings in life, i was bugged a lot this ramzan with ‘last ramzan at home, next year with hubby?’. It was a mix of feelings, totally looking forward to the new change in life, while i felt ammi’s voice go shaky. A random burst of emotions from the parents collectively, a t-shirt project with saad for independence day and crazy wakeup calls. This ramzan has been a big learning experience. A friends dad passed away on Jumat-ul-Widah, the last precious friday of the holy month. He was lucky enough to be buried in the holy land aka Makkah. It shook me. Ive been hearing of his health going down. May allah mian give the family sabr. Ameen.
A skype date with ada and family is a total must on Eid. With manoo and mehru jumping around in Eid attire with mehendi stories to share. Sooo much fun 🙂
The most happiest FAQ this ramzan was,’EIDI aaiygi is saal?*wink wink*’. hahahaaa… yes, the other set of parents, the inlaws bought my clothes for eid with chooriyaan and shoes. Alhamdolillah such a good feeling. Eid was different this time. Amidst running around meeting relatives, hubby-to-be came over to meet us while we went to meet the inlaws too. The bestest newest feeling, receiving Eidi from MIL and Hubby-to-be 🙂
With everyones blessings, looking forward to the big change in life 🙂
Allah mian Thankyouu, im loving this plan of yours.
Missed the rooftop the most, caught a glimpse of chand mian on Eid day 2. sigh. Good times those were. *throws confetti* just because missing good times is celebratory enough 🙂
This image made me laugh. We all dread mondays in our lives. It takes me back to the time when we had sundays as the beginning of the week. Did we all dread sundays back then? Weekends come and rush by in a jiffy! there are some who start dreading monday way before the weekend even start and keep dreading it till it doesnt come face to face with them. While i am actually trying to pretend its not Monday! Hahah.. talk about being in denial. Theres so much ON my head to deal with at the moment, but its going to happen on the pace its meant to happen. Im at it!!!
Hey you life, come on!!! I’m ready for a head-on-collision!
Promptly at 11am we drove in the gates of Karachi University and I smiled 🙂 KU, a place where I was longing to visit for almost 8 years till yesterday. Hearing about all what the university had to offer, I was excited to visit. It was HUGE, the campus is like a city on its own. It was refreshing. Greenery all around, cafeteria spaces not one; but many. It was a very good feeling, the fact that I was finally visiting KU but also the fact that I was called in for a jury *big thing* Alhamdolillah!
So it was a jury for the architecture students who had designed a school space for refugee kids at the Burma-thai border and were meaning to incorporate traditional crafts like weaving and basketry. Sehr, who had invited me was equally excited on the idea that I was visiting for the first time. She said that PG kay tiny samosay were a MUST! So yes, I had those samosas. They were yummilicious.
I was given a brief tour, the stairs, the cafeteria where the rangers sat. She said the visual studies department building was one building with 3 ramps, and that was one of a kind. I was there for a couple of hours. Must say it was a veryyy refreshing experience. Sehr, Chayya and Salman – good company 🙂
Allah mian, Thankyou 😀
Art Lootmar II, happened on the 18th and 19th of June 2011. It was an event I was looking forward to. Had always been part of T2f(The second floor) virtually so was excited to be part of this exhibit amongst 12 other young artists. I was participating with my work from Ghazal Pirzada Creeative Studios. There was Anam Haleem(a friend and brother), Friends from Kaghaz kay karnamay, Mahin and the Ayesha’s from the Indus clan and a few others part of the troop. The first day went by great! With friends, family, colleagues and other artists from the community visiting, the highlight was Haider Ali’s live demo on his Truck Art paintings. The evening went by fast and I left for home happy and very satisfied with my participation at the Art Lootmar II at T2f.
The second day which was a Sunday, the show was open from 12pm onwards. We(me, S and Anam) decided to go in the evening. We reached around 6 and were to leave around 9 after pack up. It was the last day for the exhibit. We sat and chatted. T2f has a very comfortable and casual setting to it. We sat on the floor,resting on the bricked pillars, clicking pictures. I got a message from R(another brother) that if we were at T2f and that he was dropping by. It was around 8 when he and 2 friends walked in. After greeting them, they saw my work… Anams work and were now on a round to check other artists work while S and A went out for a smoke break saying.. we’ll be back in a bit.
With all the good, came in the bad.
I clicked a picture of R and Y, while they checked out Uth Oye! shirts and asked which one was better. The next thing I hear is this armed guy telling me ‘aap camera wali madam, neechay hojain’. My first thought, who the hell are YOU!? then I was pulled away by someone and I heard someone saying ‘these are thieves, sit down’ :!
There were around 30 or so people at T2f that instance including artists and the staff at T2f. We were all asked to sit down in a corner. Apparently there were 4 men and out of which 2 were armed. Where I sat, the pillar was right in front of me so all I saw was 1 guy pointing his gun on us on and off asking for everything we had. Phones, wallets, watches etc. Most people had their laptops and DSLR’s with them like I had mine in my hand. When I sat down, a zillion thoughts came to my mind while I prayed Ayat-ul-kursi. I started going numb, arms raised and my heart pounding as if it were about to burst.
I dont know how my reflexes worked, with my hands trembling I covered my DSLR with a few magazines that were placed on a low table right in front of me, put my hand in my kurta pocket and switched my phone off. We were told to look to the floor and NOT look up and if any of us played smart, they’d kill us. There was silence and a thumping heart beat and my own lips whispering Ayat-ul-kursi. While I had my eyes to the floor, I saw a laptop right in front of me. I picked a few more magazines and covered the laptop too, a zillion thoughts rushing through the brain. I look up, I see Anam to my left. We share a glance and a feeling of helplessness. Right ahead I see R, he was trembling and reciting too. I look at Anam again and I whisper, ‘S and A are outside’. I kept praying that they dont come in since the looters were all set to leave, after collecting everybody’s valuables. I look towards the door and I see them walking in. S looked at me and figured what was happening, and there! Their phone and wallets gone too.
7 minutes seemed like 80 years. The guy held his gun up and asked all of us to lie down, heads down and said, if anyone of us tried to move before they left they’ll shoot us. The moment froze. I heard the door close and their was chaos. Everyone got up, helping others around, hugging each other, Thanking Allah Mian that all of us were left unharmed, after all we were all in an enclosed space. Anything could have happened, like anything!!! We ALL sure must have done at least some good in life that Allah Mian saved us *Shukar Alhamdolillah* I looked for my bag which was placed at the bookshelf behind my stall. I found it on the floor, empty. My wallet was gone with cash and bank cards etc. Most of all, we all were alive. The next thing was to leave the venue and get home straight since there was no cash with anyone to even have food.
My hearts still thumping, it was a traumatic experience. What killed me and everyone else was the feeling of being helpless. The guys were armed. Nothing is larger than life itself. Alhamdolillah, I saved my camera and phone but lost the feeling of freedom that was left in me. I’m recovering fast from the shock, because of the the other 29 people who were held hostage with me. We share a bond that none other would understand. May Allah Mian protect us all and that these muggers payback a price unimaginable. Ameen.
Thanks to Sabeen Mahmud, Rabeea Arif and Mariam Bilgrami for all their support during the 2 day event and afterwards. Love to T2f!
Previous post, I mentioned a bag, saving money for a laptop and a wish to buy a laptop. So yes. money saved. Laptop here, still juggling between the desktop AND the laptop and still not being able to let go off the desktop. First love u see 😉
Its a good change, i’m liking it, havent tried working on photoshop yet, dont know how patient i’ll be able to be with that!! Nonethless, Allah mian meherbaan! Summer break and a new laptop. Good combo I say! 😀
*takes a bow*
12:00am: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? Shayad.
1:00am: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? ummm Shayad.
10:00pm: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? Haaaaaaaaannnn 😀
SO many years of awesomeness! Mashallah!
An ode to a wonderful year spent with a few(not too few but chalta hai) glitches and toughies.
Work.sleep.sms.call.post midnight craziness.post 4am craziness.Travelling.surprises.skittles.
Happiness.concerts.subway.13AM.crazy MC days.even crazier baboon days.cakes n cookies.
Coffee and chai.Roasters bonding.heart-to-hearts.special friday prayers.regular other prayers.
Rooftopping.Camera shopping.the DSLR’s in our lives!*big smile* the THAT and THAT 😛
Munni and sheila and there came Tarzan and jane.MJ and the flushed peace*sigh*
The stars and fireworks.loo stories.kachaaay cookies.sharing chocolates and so much more.
Heres to wishing you a very very ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’. May Allah mian make this year the mossssst beautiful year of your life everything-wise. Ameen.
Allah Mian will hear us out..theres something very very special in stock for you. Trust me..trust me! 🙂
Lots of prayers your way and the special most *f.jkj*
Welcoming the Canon D550 in my life!
*Big Big Alhamdolillah*
So, I proudly say that hard work pays off and this time round my determination and patience towards the Camera fund! *Hats off to ME*
Allah Mian continues to be mehrbaan. With so many people praying for me and loving me… this HAD to happen. Milestone to cherish for life. Inshallah.
A special prayer for S and Buddy M for being there by my side while i bought the camera and gulped down my fasterest running heartbeat *smiles*
A dream came true… so true! 😀
PS: its got vdo 😉