Disappointment

I have been disappointed many times in life, whats funny is that i didn't see it coming from you,

May be, just may be it was the fact that I love you and my presumption that you loved me too.

Words are for people who just talk about love but they don't even try!

To stab my back after all my love, it just took you a blink of an eye!

You tell me you are sorry, but guess what, i dont care,

I have had enough from you, Just have had my share.

I really do not deserve to be treated the way you did,

Don't you dare tell me how you are ''so sorry for it''

You have not just broken my trust, You've broken a part of me,

You have broken that very part, which had loved you so dearly.

You can forget even thinking about gaining my trust again,

I would rather prefer dying than to go through this pain.

Day 2 - Books and Biryani

The Day started with parathas and yummy egg curry. When i have food with mom it is so hard to leave the dining table without filling myself upto my throat as she takes my ''no mom, i am done'' as my approval for a refill in my plate! Once done with the breakfast, it was the sweet time! we gorged on delecious sweet puris that mom had prepared and man i am sure i am going to gain lotts of pounds by the time i go back to work :(

I rushed to shamsi's house in the morning while giving a quick HI to shehla at her house. ooh! she's got some new scoop that shall be disclosed here very soon. Wohoo! excited. Shamsi and I met FINALLY!! oh yeah!! We went to the bookstore and bought so many wonderful books. Later around afternoon we came to my house and 3 cheers for my mom's biryani!! The Chicken Biryani was so fantastic!! ah, no place like home.

Shamsi, discovered the name of my childhood blankey today and Don't get too excited i am not gonna disclose it here. Wohoo! my ducks blankey is back! Mom got it dry cleaned.

We went to city centre and shamsi's inability to handle a cone of ice cream compelled the mc donalds guy to come out and hand us some tissues. haha! We the girls! then headed to her home and I loved troubling her every minute! wow. its fantastic to know that i have mastered the art of irritating her hehe ;)

Then we read the riyad us saliheen to each other for around 2 hours! man, that was SO funny, the minute i would start singing a song or talking something bad then shamsi would flaunt the book on my face and start saying ''Allahu akbar'' as if im a ghost or somethin!

Good times waiting again tomorrow, time to meet other friends. Life is sweet, Alhamdulillah!

Home Sweet Home

I have taken a week's off from work to visit my love hyderabad, LOL *jokes* I am actually here to see my mom.

My office blessed us with a 3-day weekend so i took the liberty to take one more week's off and fly over here. I am in such a terrible state right now considering the fact that i have had very little sleep from more than 24 hours, the thing is i was very keen to write this entry. shucks, i think i have gotten addicted to the idea of writing on a blog rather than in my diary which is more like a public property for my family for they would just pick it up and read whatever they like. AND! not just that, some family members even take the liberty to edit what i write =/

Day 1 -The person sitting next to me in the flight was lets just say not a pleasant company as i was tortured for a good 1 and 1/2 hours of unwanted-one sided conversation. This was a time when i was happy that the flight from Dubai to Hyderabad is only for 3 hours.
My patience was tested again as my luggage arrived at the belt after good 60 minutes. And my last escape to this torture was the recitation from Al Sudais. Man! did that help?!

The customs didn't feel like having a good 'ol conversation with me today so i was relieved as i left the airport immediately. After a tiring journey it is such a sight to see my 2 siblings waiting for me. Unfortunately, i was not the usual energetic me when i met them. Eventually, it was the FAMILY time. Had breakfast and have been trying to sleep the entire day but man is it tough to sleep for me after a flight :(

As the evening progressed I had a wonderful family dinner where i initially hesitated to eat too much and later i hogged like a hungry person for ages. The best part being that my sister and I were singing all the broken-hearted songs in a really LOUD voice as we were dedicating to my brother and hinting it on his.. oh well you get the point ;)

Around midnight was the time for Ice Cream but i was highly disappointed as the place i recomended for ice cream have lost all their quality, it was too bad. During this time, I was the target for my brother and my sister's jokes most of the time as i am the youngest one I get to be the target.

The night is still on as my siblings do not seem to be having any plans of sleeping anytime soon and its already 1 in the morning here. Tomorrow I'm going to meet my beloved friend and until then TOODLES!

Bleh, Just another day!

Today when the entire world is reminded by the corporate heads of marketing and advertising about the Love that the couples MUST express to each other, I have been wished ''Happy Valentine's Day'' since morning, well the first text was from Afrah so it was a bit digestable 'cause she is one person who hates to tell me that she loves me :P (can't help it though, some people have tough time accepting simple, plain facts)

I did not reply it. Because the love i feel for her is 24/7 so I am sure I don't have to select a day to express my love, I have been doing it all the time since we became friends more than 5 years ago. Don't believe me? Go, ask her! No, actually you can ask anybody who knows me ;)

Besides we all are aware of some vague story behind this day and other smart people (like flower shops, diamond stores, gadget companies, fashion gurus etc) are banking on it.

It seemed very awkward, as i was walking down the office aisle when i noticed a girl with red heart shaped balloon and somebody else's desk with red roses decorated on it. I in no way am a hater of Romance, Instead trust me I Love Love. The only thing what bothers me is the One Day celebration of it, like a nation's Independance Day. (You know what i'm sayin?)

A Day of College - When we ran like prisoners fleeing from a Prison

^ This is the Gate beyond which freedom awaits!

^ And! This is a part of my College

It was 11:15 am that the 3rd period of the day ended. Financial Management is such a torture! If it happens to be the teacher you dislike the most and if she even happens to teach you Income Tax too, then trust me its a tremendous torture

Afrah and I sneak out of the classroom grabbing our bags heading towards the gate while the others were busy taking out their note books for the next lecture. We were going to test our luck today (trying to bribe the watchman on the college gate). Both of us took our bags in one hand and started going downstairs. Our class was on the third half built awkward floor of our very huge college building. We were just half way on the stairs just when Afrah noticed the lecturer coming towards the stairs from the opposite side of the building's balcony, we increased our speed as we saw she was approaching on quite a speed, we were on second floor now and then we noticed Asma! why was she going to the classs?

''Are you going to the class?'' I asked.

''Yes''. Asma replied

''No, no you can't go'' afrah chimed in too

''But Why?''

''Cause we are bunking the class!'' I declared

''And....sooo??''

''So you are not going too, lets get out of the college and go somewhere, lets go to some restaurant have lunch or something but NOT to class again''

''No guys! i actually want to attend the class''

''But you cannot, because we are not attending''

As i noticed the lecturer was few feet away from us and my back was facing her I grabbed asma's hand and started running towards the other staircase. Afrah started running too, we were panting to reach the other staircase in time. As we reached on the ground floor finally, panting and heading towards the play ground. Asma then realized how i successfully forced her to bunk the class with me :P

''Do you think she saw us?'' I asked Afrah

''No man i don't think so we ran pretty fast''

Asma still catching her breath ''You guys are crazy you know?''

''Ofcourse'' Afrah and I beamed in unison as if we had conquered the world!

Within 15 minutes of fleeing from the class, there we were! Out of the college! Smiles stuck on our faces! (well at least afrah and mine)... Sunny afternoon as it was around 12 in the noon! And well the freedom didn't come for free, Let's just say we had to be *cough* quite *cough* generous with the watchman for it.

Asma, being the good kid she was headed to her home and I was like ''What's the point of fleeing from the college, if you had to go home?!'' Disappointment at my friend's simplicity was apparent on my face and then she confirmed that ''as much as she would like to spend this afternoon with us, she really had some business to take care of and she could use this time for it''.

With that, Afrah and I sighed and went to Shehla's home as Shehla madam seemed to have had taken an oath to never come to college regularly. We spent the rest of the day, watching a movie from the GIGANTIC movies collection that she had with wonderful snacks being served by aunty over and over again. God! how I loved aunty for never asking how come we dropped by in the afternoon during college hours!

Oh in case you are wondering which subject we were running from, it was AUDITING!

The only problem with our lecturer was that she took her subject which is not even a complete subject. It was just a part of Company Law that she took wayy too seriously so people like Afrah and I could suffer at her hands for a long time!

M is for Modesty

Warning : This is going to be a combination of a rant and my opinion about a certain issue, so you can choose to read or run!

It was this weekend. I had noticed it before but not to this extent. A mother doing her under garments shopping with her son who is probably 12 years old and not just THAT! The son also selects stuff for his mom! so my question is one of the famous questions, the most repeated, WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD?!!!

The boy was with his grandmother too who would select the stuff for her daughter and ask the grandson to give them to his mother in the dressing room. Some might think i am writing about this whole scene in a rather extremist manner. But guess what, I don't care. Because kids being in a huge, branded lingerie showroom of that age, for me is downright OUTRAGEOUS. As the display varies from simple nightwear to s***** outfits.Whatever happened to the word MODESTY?!

I think that when any of us are planning to go to such places it is better to avoid taking our kids there*. Because at this stage it might not seem like a big deal but it will be one of the major factors which will shape their mentality i.e., spending time with their mothers. But hey, guess what happens to the mentality if you take your kids** spend time with you in to places like these, its simple - no modesty. Thats right you can forget that characteristic in your child's personality. When you yourself are not being a role model of modesty how can you expect your child to turn out like a saint? except a miracle of course.

*Unless you have to do some shopping for your kids in that place

**I am not hinting at all kids, there can be babies who you cannot leave anywhere. I am pointing towards kids who reach to a certain age where they grasp everything from their surroundings and kids who have the clear understanding of things.

Whats my point? Well, my point is keep the young ones away when you are out there shopping for something which your personal affair. Trust me, it is not a fiesta for them to witness.

Don't be stingy!

Sisterhood! How is it celebrated? Well, very simple! HUGS dude!! what else??!

Then why do we act so stingy when we have got to give that to someone we don't know that much or when somebody is upset yet we are so skeptical about it. Trust me, hugs have never killed anyone nor the person who hugs others. So go out there do some community service and yes! by this i mean give some hugs! :D But hey, not to your opposite gender ;) no no that sort of invitation screams ''MASSIVE TROUBLE''.

Now i know for some people hugs feel worse than being kicked on their bums! They really get pissed off like my own best friend ,she'd give me a disgusted look when i would hug her, anyway even THAT didn't put my 'hugging spirit' down i just assumed that her ''disgusted look'' is just her way of showing appreciation. *talk about optimism eh?*

So until i heard her yelling at me for hugging no look of hers stopped me. Ever. My point being if you know somebody's character then do not risk your life by hugging them you can choose to stay away from them before they put a straining order on you.

And once somebody yells do not keep hugging them, just RUN!

But when you look at somebody who seems to be low, or who is crying, then don't hesitate! Go ahead! The worse thing is they'll give you a look and thats it!

P.s. i also know this is not my best blog entry!! BUT THIS ISSUE IS MORE IMPORTANT TO ME THAN GLOBAL WARMING!