Tuesday, March 19, 2013


My aunt painted mehendi on my hand.. isn’t it beautiful? :D.. I am feeling so much over jjoyed after havin it painted after so many months. Although I m not much of a henna fan because of its displeasing aroma that is observed after all the flaky part wears off. Besides the smell part I absolutely adore the different kinds of motifs that we are able to design on our hands.

We went to a  wedding last night, it was more scintillating, beyond my expectation infact. I wasn’t very much interested to go at the first place because none of my closed cousins were showing up there as it was the occasion of my mom’s relatives from the extended family. The interesting part began when on the dinner table everybody was having food. All of a sudden my aunt said that I can smell like anything is getting burnt here and its intensifying with every moment passing by. My nose is completely numb these days as I have become a prey to influenza’s attack these days. So I didn’t pay much attention to what she was saying. After a short while a lady with an infant baby started screaming, wedding is about to set ablaze, somebody control this  flaming fire that was about to escalate and was also going to spread through the curtains there.

My uncle was standing with my father, to my astonishment he used the craziest trick to grab the attention of all the waiters within the congregation. He started calling them with random names, names like muzaffar, bashir, jamil. It was an absolutely hilarious scene. I just couldn’t help myself from bursting into laughter. So I did. I laughed out loud and since it was an ultimately inapproapriate to laught at such depressing situation, I was given creepy looks by the people who were standing far away from us. But I continued laughing anyways :P.So everyone’s attention finally got distracted  from the bride and her groom and people came by with lots of water to control the flaming fire.It was one hell of a crazy yet adventurous  wedding and I unexpectedly had a great time.

I m cutting this post short as I have to get ready for my university. Meanwhile you all stay positive and safe wherever you are.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Angel In Human Disguise

One day, during my internship at Geo, when I was heading back towards home in my van there was a lady beggar who came up to ask for money from us. She had an infant child in her hand and was asking for money from us. As everyone opened their bags to help her, she brought her hand inside our van in order to gather. On seeing her, the child exactly did the same. He leaned his fragile and tiny hand and gestured the same way as his mother, to ask for money. The moment his mother saw this, she right away smilingly held his hand, kissed it and politely forbid that innocent baby him from doing that.

This welled up my eyes. A mother's embrace besides being full of warmth also possesses ample concern and compassion. If anybody tries to hurt her child, he for sure would find the mother in an absolute defensive streak. In this world where so much unfairness and injustice prevails mother's love is absolutely unconditional.

These days life is undoubtedly very much frustrating especially during the political unrest within the city where things even from far aren’t seemingly getting better. Sometimes when we are deliriously exhausted after a long tiring day, we ignore the questions from our mothers. Just reminisce about those days from childhood when she used to answer all our questions with the vigor that is still there in her today.

No wonder why presence of paradise exists underneath the feet of a mother. Salute to all those mothers on the street who sacrifice their food just to satiate the hunger of their children, at the cost of their own health. I recently read an article in which a mother from food insecure areas was diagnosed as malnourished whereas her children were perfectly healthy. Their favors and debts upon us can never ever be settled.

This blog post goes to all those outstanding mothers our there striving to provide their off springs a contended life.