Some give really interesting and funny suggestions for convincing my father. And I literally enjoy all even in such a stress.
A friend: Agar abba nai mantay tu kalaiyan (writs) kaat lay!! Me: Kis ki? :D
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Another: Run away from home. I will arrange every thing. Me: The boy too naa with whom I will elope :P . It would be embarrassing when people come to know that I would have to run away all alone. So arrange a cupid (imagining the horse on the back of my hero.... errr....(damn my love for horses)... my hero on the back of the horse and i behind him (not horse) holding him with one of my hands and holding a trunk with the other....all jewelry in it....and running away..... taka tuk taka tuk....to the US for study....how romantic)
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Nani: Marry any cyber friend in US.
Me: I wonder if you would accept me doing a gay marriage because all my cyber friends in US are females :P
Nani: dafa durrr!!!
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Thursday, November 26, 2009
Things are getting hell out of my hands. I don’t exactly know what’s going on. The few people who are on stage playing their roles now are an uncle (family friend) and my auntie’s family living in US. And yes the superman, my one and only brother-in-law has also jumped onto the stage. I just adore him and I am already impressed by his ability to convince others and to find out way even out of hell. Oh sorry I forgot to tell those who still do not know that I got admission in an American university but my dear father loves me a lot (I also do) and does not agree to send me abroad. Yes yes I am independent lady working from last four years but still my father makes all of decisions about my life and me and I happily follow them like an obedient blind daughter. I have already decided and announced that I WILL not avail the scholarship if my father does not give me permission khushi khushi. And it is final.
But my brother, who is still a silent supporter and my brother-in-law want me to get lot :P and avail the opportunity by hook or by crook. I am not sure what they are doing but I can notice the loooong phone calls for my father. I know papa is in much trouble. He was almost finalizing my proposal and all this have happened. But I am dead sure whatever decision he would make, it will be good for me inshAllah and I will accept it by heart.
Instead of thinking and pondering, I decided to visit some blogs. So today i have visited more than 20 blogs. God! but it was awesome. reading about different type of people, their way of explaining things, their problems, their suggestions, i literally enjoyed every thing. So when you have nothing to do, try peeping others' blogs. You ll definitely not only enjoy but would learn something new. Such as I learn today "To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the gift."
I was thinking of writing some very interesting post today. But then I thought....did I ever write such post? So why this time? hehe
P.S. It's too chillin here. My feet are feeling nothing. so signing off off :)
Now-a-days, I start my each day saying to myself; "I will live and enjoy Today as the only day of my life. I will not be anxious about tomorrow. I will not even think of it Today. The woes and worries are expected to come tomorrow, so I will handle them when they really come. No worry for Today".
I make this promise to myself each morning. But when the day passes slowly and gradually, I start losing control on myself. I try hard, really hard not to think much. I lose my focus, I lose my attention, I lose my concentration, I lose every thing. And finally I accpet defeat in the hands of my wandering thoughts. Eah day, I go to the bed with bruised thoughts and emotions which result in nightmares.God! I have the dreadiest nightmares these days.
Hence, the most difficult war is the war which you fight with yourself. And this fight becomes more difficult when you know that you will be the loser whether you win or lose it. I am really tired of hiding my feelings and keeping the crappy smile on my face showing 'I am fine'.
P.S. I wasn't absent from my blog....errr....but yea I was absent mentally.
She: You know I broke up with him. I: What? really? She: yes. it's true (she started crying) I: tchtch... really sad...(I can very much imagine what could have happened, so didn't ask the boring detail) She: He broke my heart. He didn't deserve my love (are you sure you were in love with him?) I: yea....he didn't...(thinking...) She: you were right. we should not trust any man. They all are same. I: yea....(oh sometimes I say smart things :D) She: I have lost every thing, every thing....(shedding tears) I: hmmm.....(thinking some thing else) She: tell me please what should I do now? I: err...hmm.....actually.....you ll dislike what I want you to do...so leave it! She: no no please tell me. I really dont know how to cater all this. please! I: Ask him to return Burberry which you had presented him last time on his birthday.
hahaha........
I really enjoyed reading this and also check the Break up Tips if you are hell with someone :)
Yes I am. Curse me please. I deserve it. You should be grateful to Allah Ta'ala that I am not your sister. I am such bad, bad, a badest sister in fact. I did it again!
Yesterday was the birthday of my only brother and I forgot it. Can you believe I forgot to wish him? I didn't remember it the whole day. When I returned home in the evening, I heard mama asking him to give us a b'day treat. :O duh duh I wish I could slap myself at that time.
He always remembered my birthday, always. He is used to wish me at 12 at night and I....ahhhh...I am really a fitay munh sister.
When I wished him he just said 'ab yaad aiya hai' :( . bad sis
just two three days before, i was thinking to put a reminder on my cell phone regarding his birthday but I forgot it again.
I am sorry bro. You know your sis has a lousy memory. Forgive and Happy birthday :)
So yesterday I made a short visit to Islamabad. It was the first time that my father allowed me to go with one of my friends. It was really a fun. We talked so much during the journey that we got literally exhauted. LOL I think all passengers might have known every thing about both of us.
We reached ISB at 10 am. We had enough time as the meeting was at 12 pm. We visited a book shop and a market. The stone jewelery was remarkable especially the one blue stone necklace. I loved it but had to leave it thinking that no one can see it under my head scarf :( but it was good. The shopkeeper told that some bracelets would be available in few days in the same stone. I would surely buy them next time :). damn what was the name of stone? forgot that.
And it remained in my mind whole day that Pinky lives here but had no contact of her and it was also not the pre-planned visit. But I wanted to meet her once because I would have to take the appointment to meet her after her CSS exams inshAllah !!
The meeting was good. The director who was supposed to meet us did not come but sent the promise that he would see us in the next meeting. Damn! I hate him. Two of the girls pointed out that I have put on weight. budtameezein!! dil toot gaya mera tu. I already knew that....why to point it out?
One of the girls was from Peshawar. It was the first time I met a Peshawari gal (although I dislike few of men from Peshawar :P ). She was excited to meet Lahori gal. We talked alot during and after the meeting. She was a really nice girl, I must say. And I think she has the same feelings about me as I have been received two calls from her since morning :) . People do get a good impression of me but some cannot realize what a great person I am :D
Another girl was looking stunning with her glowing and fair skin. She was completely changed what she was three months back. We insisted her alot to tell us what type of skin treatment she was getting but she didn't disclose. Meesni !! But she is not that bad as she told me that I look very innocent and that I am by nature very simple and innocent :) hehe shukriya
The meeting was over in just two hours and they had no plan to offer us lunch :( . Mice had a marathon in my tummy. So we decided to go to KFC, the only restuarant i saw nearby. But one of the girls who lives in Pindi was kind enough that she offered us lunch.hehe But she hates the KFC calling their food unhygienic :O . She took us to the Super Market Sector F and forcefully ordered the paratha roll at Mr. Food. I was bit hesitant to take tha paratha but she convinced me as I convinced myself daily 'aik parathay sey kiya hoga' but they were quite yummy. I must say!!
Then she took us to her university, the International Islamic University where she is a lecturer. She told us the detail about the recent bomb blast there which TV cahnnels were not allowed to disclose. She was in the university at that time. I would post in detail about it. knowing the detail and the trauma students are going through made me very sad and depressed. The day which was started cheerfully made all sad.
We took the bus and returned Lahore. I slept most of the time, was so tired. Papa was there to receive me.
Yesterday I have realized how much I am used to miss my Lahore where ever I go. Apparently there is no comparison of Lahore and Islamabad. Isloo is planned city with wide and clean roads and greenery every where. With gandi mandi roads, traffic jams and pollution, I still love Lahore. Oh God I missed it alot in these few hours. Lahore! you rock :)
wow it's a suprise that Gori Wife has also posted about Lahore :)
My rishta drama has been started again. Wesay I wonder it ever stopped. Yes it’s really a drama, at least it seems to me. See how this drama goes on:
My father and I were returning from the dentist and I was regretting on the news that my four teeth needed treatment.
Papa: So what you have decided?
Me: I would have to have treatment or I would lose them otherwise.
Papa: No actually…..hmm….I was asking about that guy.
Me: Ooo….em still thinking not decided yet.
Papa: yes yes beta take your time. Be sure that he is the best guy I have ever met. It doesn’t matter if he did only graduation. He is running his business successfully. You should see things in all aspects.
Damn I think the number of graduates has been increased due to recession. These economic crises would take my life away.Why dont they continue their studies if they dont get the jobs?
Me: yeah I am trying to see all the aspects.
Papa: beta your mother is an emotional woman. She thinks through her heart not through her brain. But you are sensible girl (Am I? But you always forget this in other matters). Try to understand what I want you to.
Me: gee gee
Papa: He has no objection on your job. You can continue it even after the marriage. In this way you would be saved from the household work. (hehe incentive) and they live just 5 minutes’ drive from us and he is such ………blah blah….(it’s always difficult to listen others’ praises)
Me: Just gimme some time. I’ll tell you soon.
Papa: sure but try to think without your mother’s influence………..(other lines were all about mom’s emotionality).
I didn’t know how mom came to know that father had discussed some thing with me. She remained around me and finally got the chance to talk:
Mama: My girl is the most well-mannered girl in the family and I know how you manage everything successfully. I always wanted to have a same boy for you (she knows I like appreciation but she does it rarely)
Me: haha acha
Mama: But I don’t know what’s in your father‘s mind. He wants you to be around. I always disagree with him in this. In these days, sons leave parents alone, betiyan to phir parai hoti hein qareeb hoon ya dur (and tip tip started, her tears are used to come out easily on this subject).
Me: oho don’t start crying plz. I can understand what’s your point of view.
Mama: beta if you have understood, then refuse your papa’s suggested guy. I don’t like him (the guy not papa). He’s such a dumb guy. And he is the eldest boy of the family, responsible of everything and you know the eldest bahu is expected to be same. Why putting your head in this khach khach?
Me: I will think about it.
Mama: Don’t think about him. I think the boy which I have finalized is suitable for you. Start thinking about him. He is the only son of his family. Parents are quite old. What more do you need?
Me: haw haiye mama don’t say like this. His parents are really sweet.
Mama: that’s it. I was telling your father that you like them most.
Me: ohoo I didn’t say like this.
Mama: OK don’t like them but you would have to say ‘No’ to your father’s suggested guy. Understand?
Me: mai? lekin…..wo tu……aisay kesay….papa would be annoyed.
Mama: He will as usual but he’ll be fine after some time. And you know your sister and brother did not like that guy too and they liked the boy which I have suggested.
Me: I am not saying anything to anyone. You both decide one and inform me.
I am just sick of all this. My mother and father never agreed on one guy. Both have different preferences and both force me to choose their suggested guy. And each time this result in a severe fight with the allegation that their children do not listen them. Each time my shoulder is used for shooting (ye shooting firing wala hai film wala nai).
But this time, I want it to end in the way I want to be. yes. I have planned a little conspiracy haha *evil laugh*. Would disclose it soon….
