At first I thought, I was not going to write it but then I realised how much I was keen to write about him. Yes, he is my colleague unfortunately, and that how it is. I like it or not, I will have to accept it. He is a film within himself and a jinn outside himself. He can make you mad and if you try to confront him he will become sad. He will move like women talk like women even think like women, I could only find one thing that makes him man. He can do pak pak pak all the day and you want or not he will always say. Sometimes I pray, Please GOD save me.. or else he will cleave me.
His growing up was with seeing those star plus dramas and ptv dramas and he had spent most of his life with women. I can only pray for him that he soon should realise what sex he is and he should try and improvise better skills of communications. As far as I am concern I am always supporting him, helping him, bearing him and teaching him. Although he gets to my nerve most of the times but thats the way he is and by luck or chuck, I have to accept him.
I could only figure out onething for him that God has placed a wrong soul in a wrong body.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011
A life with a life but no more ....
It was about midnight when I received a message from a very close friend that stated
“Riz.. I need help” as always ready in helping friends, I replied “tell me”. My friend replied “there is this kitty that is alone in my friend’s building after her mother had abandoned her. The building people are trying to throw that kitty in sewerage, can you adopt her?”
I thought for a while and replied “yes”, I can but not now tomorrow morning.
Connecting with a new LIFE
It was Sunday and I went to her friend’s house which was not distant from my house. Rung the bell her brother came to the door. I told him why I was there. He let me in and I ensconce in their sitting room. She joined us shortly and brought a box in which she had kept that kitty. I could hear her meow meow voice coming from the box.
She was subtle, small and cute and so lovely that I wanted to hold her in my hands right away. But then I thought she is really small and I should wait until she is about 6 weeks or so.
I brought her to my house, the new home for the kitty. Though my mom kept shouting at me and scolded me a lot, but still she knew I was going to keep the kitty. She knows when I want to do something no matter what I will do it.
Getting a name “Momi”
The next move was to get kitty a name. Well, I asked for suggestions from lots of people and friends and the best name came was Momi. Sound a bit obnoxious but I named her Momi.
I fed her day and night and took care of Momi as best as I could. She was rigid and playful. She won’t take feed that easy and would play with me. She would know when I am feeding her and when my mother is. I always scratch her head gently before feeding her and love her hold her in my hands and talk to her. I cleaned her with warm water every two hours and love her like she is my daughter. I got attached with Momi in no time.
The best thing about us was she could sense my touch, she always knew when I was touching her and when someone else is.
Children at my home got excited to see a new creature coming home and they got busy playing with her all the time. They asked questions, uncountable questions about Momi and I got tired answering them all. My niece would get scare if I try to put Momi in her hands and ran away all the time. She always saw Momi from a distance and never tried to come near her.
Loosing Momi
It was the third day when Momi got weak very weak from the day I brought her. Her voice would tremble and was very low as comparative from the first day. I got worried and decided to take her to a vet. I brought her to office that day and gave a search on internet as well as had appointments.
After confirming Momi’s appointment I went to see her in the kitchen to tell her that I will take her to doctor today. She was asleep, and won’t respond to me (which she would always do when I speak with her).
Her hands and knees were stick together into her stomach; I thought she must be in deep sleep. I shook the box to wake her up, still she did’nt respond. I touched her and got shattered as I felt her cold body. I tried to awake her but she would not respond. I kept telling myself no she is alive, she will talk to me she would respond me. I kept confronting my heart and without wasting a minute I immediately took her to a doctor where she was pronounced dead. I was completely broken. I asked if anything could be done to bring her back, but he said no it’s useless.
That was it, I’d lost Momi forever.
Momi, you would always stay in my mind my heart and always be a part of my life. I wish I could bring you back and I miss you Momi and will always do.
A Life With A Life but NoMore….
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
A pleasure of being a scooty !
Misbah, my adorable niece. She is lovable smart kissable. She becomes my janu and at times I become her janu. She hugs me when I am sad and she wanted me to protect her from her mom when she gets mad. She wants to eat all the choclates in a day and she want her chachu to bring them back the next day. She can be only seen in peace while she is sleeping. She is my dear sweet heart at times I feel I cant live without her and at times Ufff JAAN SHOR MERI !... I love her I love her so much and she loves me too. She loves me so much that she even becomes my mom, (tu mera beta ban ja..) She is my beta when she will see me with juice and chips and she will become my niece as soon as they are finished!. She want to ride my bike and want me to sit at the back so she could take me to her school and want me to study there and she could go to my office and work. She is the most lovely creature I have ever met apart from when she wakes up. She wants me to become her scooty and her jumping bed so that she could have fun. She i my love and she is my heart and I pray God please ! give her back her brains...
A visit to Sultan Mahomed Shah School, Karimabad
Education is the movement from darkness to light. ~Allan Bloom
Enthusiastic, Energetic and Excited are the three Es I found in today's generation. I entered the school with ideas in my mind and with the thoughts that how I will be coping with today’s task and how I will have to train the students for a short TV interview with a TV Channel. I was told to reach by 10, but I reached there by quarter to ten so that I get enough time to brainstorm the children about the activity.
I entered the reception area and was greeted meekly by a young gentleman standing there. I told him my reason of coming and wanted to see the school principal, which was conveyed to the principal's office in a very short time. I was told to wait in the reception area as she was busy in a meeting and will be called shortly. While sitting there I observed my surroundings and everything that I could see and observe. The area was quite, calm and attractive. I could nt find any reason for not studying there as the place was so education friendly. The soft board was filled with pictures of medals and awards that were claimed by the students of the school.
After 5 minutes I was called in by the principal and his secretary/admin guy Imran came to escort me to the office. I was greeted with a positive energy and he was kind. There she was in her room sitting checking some papers. After short introduction, I explained her about the situation and she understood it quite well. She then briefed about some facts and workings of the school structure and the role of Mr. Imran, who in her words is the Jack of all trades for her school. Soon, we were served with drinks and water.
After a while the students were called in all girls medium and short heighted, sweet and cute belonging to different classes. I requested for some boys as well, who also joined us shortly. They all looked confident to me and their faces were telling me I don’t have to work much on them. I explained them about the reason of my presence and what was about to happen shortly. Basically, it was a short speech for a TV channel which will be aired tomorrow in celebration of International Children's Day. I was worried in my mind how the students are going to deliver their speech. I gave them five minutes for preparation. And soon I received a call from the TV guy that they have reached to the venue. I received them and told them to prepare their equipments as we were about to start.
I returned to the principal's office where the children were ready for their say. I took a short test of all the students so I could scrutinize their ability and their weaknesses. But I was astonished to hear all of them brilliantly in English plus they were so confident. I imagined at their age, I could nt even say anything in front of my parents. And they were mashallah very splendid. I heard them one by one and was very happy to see that our next generation is so sharp. I wished in my heart that I would have been so lucky to learn and study in this school. They were all full of ideas and they could just outclass you.
For a moment, I felt like I should restart my school and take admission in this school and restore my personality. They told me about their activities which were fantastic and so encouraging. I just wished if I had been given the kind of exposure at their standard I must have been a completely different person. Even though, I am not that bad :)
Well, the kids did great job and gave good messages on the eve of Children's Day and we winded up as quickly as we could. We also did some shots in computer lab where I saw small children working on computers and typing like they have been professionals.
In all, the environment, kids, staff and most of all the motive of the day was very very nice and I shall pray that parents should plan better education for their kids. Education that make them confident that groom their personality and that have the power to change the future. They are our future, the future of Pakistan and if they are not given the kind of exposure and environment then I must say the future of Pakistan will get bleak.
Thank you Allah, for granting me such a wonderful day with such wonderful kids. I wish them all the best for their future and for their goals that they want to achieve in their lives. Amen.
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