Hhhhhhh……i know day by day i m becoming lazy in my updatings for the blog..BUT what can i do when i just came back to karachi n that was my first day to uni i really couldnt even realized uptill now that who has put wheels under my life instead of feets:).well really life is buzy now a days i think uptill january u ppl only will see new posts on my blog once in a blue moon:(..But what can i say nothing is in my hands:(.
Well i think some details of my Sukkur visit r still left so how can i forget to write about them bcoz rest part was filled with my visits to all special & glorious places of sukkur that really u can call an asset for that city like Badshahi Mosque for lahore & lots more:). Well after we’ve visited to Moen-Jo-Daro which is located to another famous city of Sindh Larkana at a trevell about 1 hr.That visit was not at all new for me bcoz i’ve already visited there many times from school n family side before & crowed over there in Eid vacations is really ‘Daikhnay kay Qabil’ bcoz tourists plus all local n far side visitors from Punjab & Balochistan come over there every year in bulks.well i dont know why i feel a sort of fear whenever i visit such places bcoz all around it gives a complete view of a Ruined City that summarized simply as ‘Allah ka azaab’ for that place…mercy. Ahaaan i met there with a girl named ‘Sue’ came from Norway deffinatly was a tourist was preetty sensible one,It was by chance an instant nice meeting. Yeah exploration of Museum over there could out to become great for u at the end:)..bcoz i think our guied was also good as well. Moreover there was a shooting of a video song was also going , a team came from Lahore side i think well at that time i was completely became tired so my few cozin’s saw that..lol.. they were joking about foolish poses of that model girl. After that we took a visit of Sadhu Bela another attraction for visitors of Sukkur…well its very old temple for the visit of there ppl must have to go through boat bcoz its an irland in b/w the river Indus which was on that day was almost dried as u ppl know about the sivior conditions of water in our country:(. The Temple was also over crowded at that time.That temple was consisted of small individual temples n one was a major temple, all walls of that was presesnting the calligrapfic art of Hindi & some potrates of idles was also pasted over that walls.Our guide there was i think any one there’s pandit ji was talking about that past stories of Hindues had happened most sacred for them as well i’ve also visited there when i was so small having no senses so that was a 2nd visit of mine there. Besides of that temple there was a famous tomb 7 seven frends named “Seven sisters’s tomb” well actually that have some mysteroies inside it many far across stories are famous for these girls that they went for picnic somewhere near the bank of river so they deeply sinked & drowned down under the water.So this tomb is ‘yaadgaar ‘ for them & even many other stories are also existed well Allah jaanay about truth. we just went there to offer Surah-e-fatiah for there maghfirat n came out bcoz its sort of shirk to go on tombs with plenty of mannats.There were 7 graves with sequence.
Well rest part of visit was with cozins in lots of fun passed.I dont know y any regional language other than urdu made me confuse at some places .Actually my maami is from lahore side so my one cozin my maamoo’s daughter is expert in speaking punjabi came n asked ‘Tussi Pepsi dakosso gay?’–>’would u like to take some pepsi?’ i was like foolishly answered ‘kiaaaa?’..lolz all burst out laugh at my way of reply..its sort of embarassment actually:) & my sindhi dont ask ughhhh…really sinking:(….became so bad.well when i was there visited many of Abbu’s frend’s home just even tried to speak so all started to staring me with funny expression i just stopped myself as being embarrased…lol..mean it was fine uptill i used to study at my 10th grade n uptill i used to live there BUT now completely forgotten even its sounds..i just know how to read thats all:( Then Me & my another khala’s family from Karachi came ,went with us back to Karachi by Car but ammi just wanted to stay a lil more with naani as we went after so long so came later by plane.The journey to karachi was irritating coz my khala’s three lil daughters{all call them lil gaints never get calm & dont leave others to get calm even was doing full of fun all the way…Uffff.Dr Khala{oh v call her Dr Khala as she is doctor n my maamo’s kids call them Dr.Phuppo:)}was continiously scolding them but they never listen n even care the mid one is really too much…all the hrs on my lap as i was sitting at front seat n continously salogans of ‘Geti Baji’.Her name is Javeria n we call bcoz of her most irritating nature as ‘Jaggo’:D.The roads were really became more good n comfortable for peacfull driving as before actually the road next to us towards opposite side that was to lahore side was over loaded with traffic & the road for karachi side was seemed as quiet empty but nahhhh after 2 hrs of drive our driver uncle was really finding difficulty in rushing bcoz it was seeming that all traffic load tranfereted to our side…lol.we just stoped at hyderabad for lunch at one petrol pump & then again started rushing towards karachi so atlast here i m in Karachi now:).
Archive for November, 2004
The Restss.. :)
More Than 400 KM Far
yeah ppl after spending first 2 days of eid in karachi when abbu was coming back here to re-join the office so me n ammi decided to come with him & enjoy our rest of the week like eid with naani,papa[my naana abbu],& rest of the maternal releatives as we also couldnt even plan to be with them even after the birth of my maamo’s son for a looooooong time so after eid we had a golden chance with too much time as my uni is opening from next week.So i m here,more then 400 KM far from karachi in Sukkur third most big city of sindh after karachi n hyderabad.
Ufffff khudaya……I m dieing here from cold,eeeeh yesssssss so much sardiiiii here almost writing this post from the edge of my blanket
& forgotten to bring my warms clothings in the hope of less cold BUT thanks to naani ammi’s hand made warm dishes & sweators n shawls ,papa’s old style heator BUT obviously here is soooo much fun uffff that rat jagas in these chilly nights with plenty of dry-fruits & yes many indoor games like loodo,ONO,cards, scarble n many more.All we cozins combine after very long time so we became a most sharaartee lofrana team n all the time full hangama, gappein shappein,ultee seedhi harkatein;).But i m the eldest one in all of them bcoz my Ammi is eldest child of her parents, thats y…..it sometimes become quiet boaring to continiously join that team so for the time being i just leave them n join elder ppl like khala ,maami,naani,ammi just sit on my naani’s ever precious for her old style unique kitchen’s slap & start chit chat with them just distrub all of them in their cooking activities n do nothing besides just eating n talking 
.Ufffff i m also dieing from this excessive eating Ya Allah…..i really never ate so much in my whole lil long life.Almost everyday party’s at diff ppl’s home plus maamo daily use to treat all of us outside the home as many new style traditional & fast food resturants came into existance recetly BUT i liked only one place’s taste that was resturant out there in cantt. area named ‘JAANBAZ’ was preety good.Uhhhhh i think i should have to keep away myself from food atleast for a month at my arrival to karachi & over n above my naani is a wounderfull cook if u ppl will eat any dish made by my naani will deffinatly eat whole plate with that food.She can cook anything imaginable & eatable:).In day time i really use to get bore bcoz all my cozins have gone to skools,kolleges & universities so i use to do cycling on my most tallest cozin’s cycle who is much younger n taller then me:) in naani’s damn big courtyard n play with my lil 3 months old V V V V cute n soft cozin named Mudassir who has recently been born,play badminton with maami & rooping yeah my childhood is filled with all such activities besides i m a good cyclist too 
.Ohhh when maamo come back from office at evening so we daily play cricket tournaments girls V/s boys & youngs v/s elders…ohhh to much fun present here while playing with lots of laughters.He he… day by day i m going to become money bank yeah my eidi amount is going to increase more n more…..yahooo;).Well in karachi it was almost about Rs.2000 so here its almost about Rs 3000 or more…he he [an artifitial vilanish laugh;)].
OoooOoooops i also went at my old havaili numa house which Abbu had allotted from his company side when we used to live with him here.In which i spent 16 years of my life.ohhh when i just entered in my childhood’s home me n Ammi were really felt like real cry:( coz old golden cutest & sweetest memories of life hitted like fresh in minds.I really wants to upload some of my golden childhood’s marks of that glorious old style house from British rule times in this my online diary BUT my damn ever forgotten mind
…eeeh.I m really a bhulakkar larki forgot to bring my digicam so for the time being i took some pics from the camera of my mobile will InshaAllah try to transfere them on computer with a hummble request to my mobile connection ppl:) & will sooon upload here InshaAllah.Oh now i m lately calling by papa[my lovely naana abbu,really a nice n sweet old man:)]for some fun gup shup as he n me are great frends n besides maamo is also calling to give him back his lap top which was under my use from last 2 hrs……I think forgetting to paint my font color as brown…OoooOooops koi gal nahi Karacahi pahunch kar pahla kaam yahi karoon gi:D.Tomrrow we have a programe for a huge family picnic to moen-jo-daro[i think this place needs no introduction:D].Later details will write after reaching at karachi bcoz my both hands are filled with mehindi right now which has almost dried[thanx God for saving my maamo's note book's keys
],yeah my cozin who study in O-levels finally attacked on me with some latest mehindi styles so couldnt even denied her as eid has also passed n i dont like to go uni with hina-filled hands. [E]id [M]ubarak……(F)
I WISH U ALL A VERY HAPPY EID MUBARAK>>>>>TO ALL MY READERS & ALL THE MUSLIMS ON GLOBE>>>>>MAY U ALL HAVE A LOVELY EID TO FOLLOW :~)
Eid Cards Mania :~)
.Well this week was quiet much fast going n full of activities besides Exams were going as well BUT eid is also coming near sooo …many Fun societies of our university came-up infront of audience with lot of fun yes there was u can say a great ‘Silsila’ of cards was arranged outside the cafeteria[which was closed obviously coz of Ramadan:D] n these ppl had arranged some stalls with bulk of cards…..YES its all becoz if anybody wants to send a card to anybody else with in the boundaries of Uni sicretly[mean by not displaying his/her name or from any other person’s name] or simply in a straight manner of displaying the real buddy’s name so just buy a card from these ppl’s stall in just Rs.15 n write whatever u want to write over it n the members of fun society themselves proceed that card to its destination:).Bas phir kia tha….all became over enthusiastic & excited
……& started Fun with each other & making fool as well means sending cards to anybody who is obviously wrong Number:D from his/her friend’s name just wanna to trap his/her friend when reall moment came the real victim immidiatly got disappeared….hahaha….that was so much fun even in just to stand n watch all that Fun Tamaasha.We all friends were also planning to make fool to anybody else who should not be in our group but should be one of our good friend.While all that was going I received 2 cards from strange names I just got confused n lost some of my temper as well n ran to the stall that who gave them to send it to me n it was really very easy for them to tell me coz of my unique name.i was just asking ….tell me…tell me …tell me…& they were denying …no …no…no…:(that secracy is their policy .my friend Aisha was with me too at time she was continiously hitting me her elbows that GUL Plzz Don’t Creat Tamaasha atleast over here’ when I became tired after all such stupidities all my friends came n said WELLCOME TO MTV BAKRA….i was like half dead .Yesss these ppl sent me that cards just to made me a real fool…I just said to them! it was not a funny joke:( …Ok wait lets try to laugh….he he….Don’t worry that was a fake one:(.Koi baat nahi bachon thair jao next eid aanay do zara…..:@:@:@ .After all such they saw my full of gloom face n said too much sorries n opologizes that I even couldn’t said anything to anybody for this:(..Then I thought that these are really the funniest memories of these golden days of life that never remain always in man’s life:).Now well we frends are planning to join some fun societies we didn’t do that uptill now coz in first 2 semester we all wanted to study reall hard just to shoot up our GPA.NOW after viewing all such we have estimated out that hmmmmm there is really so much FUN .Oh one more quotable event has also happened in b/w all such things that after one of our most worst accounts Quiz in last to last week has happened we all were dejected n were leaving the class coz after that we had our OFF TIME.Maryam [our class’s CR ] came –up on stage n told us to stay here just for few mins we all thought that may be any official announcment she is going to declare….BUT nahhhhhh she came to say…Eid mubarak with lots of apologizes …Yessss bcause she thought that in our class many ppl are not happy with her CR-ship that ppl are obviously those who tease her too much almost everytime I m not desiring to disclose their name BUT really had hoti hai…..We ppl know that how much helping n caring she is…..& really what she did uptill now is reall satisfactory aur sab say bari baat yeh kay she first came to say sorry for & nothing has happened from her side.KHAIR!!! after that she distribute eid Cards among all of us …for guys just was a card in enveloup:) & for us there was small tiny & cute style ear rings along with card inside the enveloup hidden.THAT’S REALLY WAS AWESOME….Thanx Maryam….U R Always My Loving One…may be bcoz I always get a right benefit from her CR-Ship. Other ppl as well But I don’t know y they don’t even observe & avoid all such…hunhhhhh.
Our Unawareness….
Well Now I m not in mood to write something entertaining coz my all intentions at the moment are not allowing to smile n laugh anymore. Right after 4 days my papers are going to be start ,so I think in order to make myself calm may this post play some role to help me out & deduce some loads of dejection which I m feeling right now.I think sharing something at some extent really works but I m not certain that may it will really make me calm or not.
On Saturday night Abbu n Bhai were here so they planned including Ammi for some of their own Eid’s shopping after Taravees as both of them are here so Ammi had to buy their Kurta Shalvaar for Eid’s prayer. I was Very buzy in studying studying n studying so Ammi said that k I should have to go with them in order to relief my exhausted mind for some while after this I can do better preparation Now this time I said willingly YES !!! coz I think I also wanted this But every year I don’t know what kind of hidden forces try to bound me to go in Markets specially when Eid Days are near because after seeing something not only my tears, my heart come outside.
We just parked our Car in some parking area besides that shopping area & the painful miseries started to come through our observations when we came outside the Car…..sigh of an extreme grief. A very Young boy nearly about 9 to 10 yrs old was standing beside us & was begging .At that moment we were just standing on road n deciding that where should we go first during this he was begging n obviously asking for some help he was continuously repeating some hitting phrases that might not pleasant for anybody heart keeping man & woman.
LIKE:–> Baji Allah Aap ko kamyaab karay,Allah aap kay maan baap ko lambi Umer day,Baji do din say mairay ghar main cholha nahi jala hai ,,,Even he said Baji maira baap Bister say bhi nahi uth sakta,,Baji mairay chotay chotay 6 behan bhai hain humain do waqt ka theek tarah say khana bhi nahi milta hai,Allah iss Ramadan ki barkat say aap ki saari Duaian Kabool karay………Mairay Allah….Oh Boy U r so much blameless !!! really they are too much to disturb any single soul who know the meaning of Pain.
I was not putting my intentions on that boy just ignoring to view him coz I know it could not better for my mental peace but was just listening to him, Luckily I had some change money in my bag’s pocket But at the same moment when I put my hand inside my bag some ever remembering Highlights of one of my very affectionate teacher of college times[May Allah Bless him even more] came in my mind which he often used to advice us like”Islam Nay Gadagaree ki Sakht Muzammat kari hai—>Begging is strictly forbidden in Islam” & “Bheek daina wala aur bheek lainay wala dono hi Allah k yahan aik jaisii Saza k Mustahik hain—>Beggar n who is helping him in this profession are equally called for punishment in front of Allah” after rememberizing them I’ve stoped myself then suddenly we moved from that place where we were standing at that moment I just put my quick galance on that Boy whom I was ignoring from last 2 mins…….Aay Mairay Allah…Full of innocence filled face ,deep eyes finding something that may give some joys to him n his family ,Extremely weak that seems that he couldn’t ate enough that might filled his belly according to his desire from last many days,[ believe me nothing was artificial ]. After viewing all such not only me my heart felt cry he was just staring to us going out of him without helping him n then suddenly got disappeared. Then a fight started took place inside me n still going on & I really don’t know when It will reach to an end…may be after getting the answer of this Question or may still will be running with same speed.
After this we were just walking on footpath a small girl came n started walking besides me coz she wanted my concentrations towards herself n was begging she said “Baji main nay kabhi Eid par nayay kapray nahi pehnay hain–> I’ve never worn new cloths on any Eid I’ve ever had” but as I was still ignoring her started walking a bit more fast then her, then she just hold my hand in her extremely chilled hands in order to made me stop I just immediately got stopped n started to watch her & I saw this…”a seeker of warm clothing ,,, a Dirty Cute face with full of innocence ,,, her hairs were not combed from last many days n were dirty ,,, wearing pink shalvaar n white qameez & looking more beautiful then any Miss World couldn’t ever looked before ,,,,her eyes were so dark n shiny “ She immediately left my hands as she was thinking that I’ve stopped in order to scold her n to insult her started running out from there with fastest steps n the situation is exactly against ,I just got stopped after feeling those chill hands ….i couldn’t even called her back that Oh girl plzzz wait don’t Rush come back I m not going to do that which u r expecting from me…..sigh. Really after feeling that girl’s hands chill I really wanted to hide her under my that warm shawl which I was worn with at that time .
When we just came out from that most lavishing ,air-conditioned & flourished boutique inside which no one can easily imagine these hidden n bitter facts of their dark lives among which they are still alive. I saw an old man was sitting on a footpath n was continuously trying to save himself from those chilly winds by repeatedly folding his not warm shawl n was tightening it around himself but he couldn’t got succeeded to do this that might could calm her old n tired soul. He was begging too n said “Baiti…..Allah tum ko duniya ki har khushi dikhayay….Allah tum ko kabhi buray din na dikhayay ….Allah tum ko har aanay walay imtahan main kaamyaab karay….Baiti! main bahut beemar hoon …. Dava tak kay liay paisay nahi hain …bachay bay-rozgaar hain ….potay potion ko do waqt ka khana bhi naseeeb hota hai“ & many more hitting phrases that really have their own pain & agony .That old man’s whole body was continuously thrilling from cold , his such miserable condition forced him to came out from his home’s bed in this severe condition which certainly would not warm at all as he seeks. He was coughing badly n painfully that really made me more gloomy from his side.
After some while there were some small n closed open restaurants we were passing by there were ppl sitting & taking full of fun with warm coffee n soup. Some Kids who were beggars were standing near by them n staring to them with hopefull eyes as they were hungry too. Suddenly a man among them came out with shouting on them”yahan kharay kharay kia karahay ho…chalo bhago idhar say”.Oh Man Shut-up they are neither your slaves nor your friend’s gifted toys .If u don’t want to help them then don’t need to do this BUT atleast for the sake of humanity don’t shout on them like they are animals not humans.
Hhhhhhhhhhh…..now after observing all such unfairness which was the part of that environment in which ppl were fully ignoring them were totally busy in their unlimited n useless Eid shopping .Doesn’t Eid has equal meaning for them as it has for us?..Not even new cloths we buy all required n matching accessories n other lots of expenditure that have nothing but wastage of money, a big part of it can easily consumable for them that can settle not their full needs but at some extent it can really works . I just spend too much on books including course books plus as hobby of reading who is my best friend whom I can share everything of mine Just ignore while doing that even these chilled hands of these kids are empty with school books …….Is this their full of innocence childhood ??? then there is no guarantee for their futures either it will bright or really dark. Our parents often use to ask uptill the end that if there any of your thing still left from buying then plzz tell then y these kids are not rewarded with such cares.
My Question is…“Who is right ? These hopeless beggars who don’t have any optimal alternative besides this begging coz they are the citizens of this full of unemployment country which is already running on foreign Aids. OR !!! Our those Principals which our ever affectionate teachers use to teach us A/C to Islamic Laws ???
In the end I would like to conclude my this ever long post from recently found ‘Stanza’ from Ghalibs collection which I’ve also disclosed as a comment for one of Mujahid’s great post in which he has expressed very well about our same kind of unawareness over ever worst violence on humanity .
“Pass Kay Mushkill hay har kaam ka Aasaan Hona
Aadmee Ko Bhi Muyassar Nahi Yahan To Insaan Hona
