Eid Mubarik People :)

Happy Eid to all here and there.

Eid went good alhamdulillah. First day was boring but the second day had the real drama. Souls of my great-grandfather (DSP Police) and grandfather (DSP police as well) would have been very pleased with me today as I caught a disguised thief (our household maid) with a tactfully made up plan. Man! i inherited the genes of investigating people, I swear. Though i am a fan of Indiana Jones but genes are genes. Tell you, I am too smart. I am proud to be me ;-) ............ She admitted her crime and begged for her life as I called police (a fake call hehehe) to arrest her. Her mother came in, started crying loudly and glued to my mother's feet in apology. There was alot of drama. My acting was award winning. It horrified the poor souls. I am perfect for Startplus dramas honestly. To cut short, they ve returned some of the money and some they ve promised to return later which I know they would never. But after their irritating cries and begging i had leave them. But I am happy that at least the thief has identified. That's enough for them. So it's a feather in my cap which i am showing off with all guests coming in for Eid :)

Happy Eid !!!!

P.S. After terrible mehndi designs on each eid, I made a really beautiful design on my mother's hand this year. I also surprised how i did manage it. But again i am proud to be me :D

Another way

I : She is such a princess. You must be proud of her naa. Nice product from you.

She : Yes I am. She is my little fairy (patting her 6-months old daughter to sleep).

I : MashAllah!

She : Dont you want to get married and have kids?

I : Well that's natural but you know at this stage all natural instincts fade away. I am happy with my life Alhamdulillah the way it is. Don't you think it's such a great responsibility to bring up a child, teach him good and bad keeping in view that we ourselves lack morals?

She : I don't think alot. I never thought this way. But what I feel is that my daughter has made me a good human being. Now I try to be an exemplary human being for my daughter.

I : Good job! I perhaps lack these capabilities that's why I am not a mother. Simple . And I think I try not to take responsibilities. I am fed up preforming responsibilities.

She : You know that offspring is sadq-e-jariya. When they do something good, parents also get sawab for that. I do not think I can work consistently on collecting naikies but my offspring can naturally add up some good deeds in my account. And this will even continue after our death. We will remain getting sawab for the good deeds of our kids. Don't you think it's awesome?

I : Yes indeed. I agree. I didn't think this way...

A very warm picture says it all :)

So I voted for the first time

May 11, 2013, I voted for the first time in my life. I tried last time as well, stood for two hours in queue and when my turn came, they told me that my name was not in the voting list. Bullshit, with that I left the polling station. But this time was great. I confirmed before head my name to be in the voter lists. I have been so MUCH excited and was very MUCH at ease after putting the ballots in the concerned boxes. We went early and it took us only 45 minutes this time. Nani ami couldn't vote as she was not feeling OK. Papa and I glued to TV the whole day debating and fighting with each other as we were in opposite parties. Bhai was online almost all day blaming me for rigging as I helped my mother in finding the symbol she wanted to stamped on. O bhai her eye sight is weak one has to do it for her :D. Khair all in all the day was really good.

"I love you Tariq"

A very spiritual gathering was going on. After the lecture from the Holy Quran, few ladies started hamd and Naat khwani. They were not professionals so no one remembered any of the hamd or naat completely. They would start any and then stop saying "Don't remember the whole version". My sister's friend was also present at the occasion. She was of her age and a very decent. Because her kids are  quite grown-up, she tried to be more composed and serious (which I take as her tactic to control her kids, a possibility). Back to the story, she stood up and offered her diary as she had a collection of hand-written hamds and naats in it. Enthusiasm rose up and everyone again started reading different Hamds and naats from the diary. It was her personal diary and she didn't remember when and what she had written in that. While checking different pages, this page showed up; "I LOVE YOU TARIQ" with bold and curly letters and different colors in each alphabets and few rose patels were also drawn. Everyone forgot the hamds and naats and started laughing. 'Who is tariq?' Someone asked. She snatched the diary and replied; "My husband". What is he doing in your diary of naats?" a giggling fat auntie asked. She was so embarrassed. Everyone was laughing out loud on it. Imagine the nature of the gathering and this incident. LOL!

Ehsaas Mein Shadeed Talatum Ke Bawjood, 

Chup Hoon Mujhe Sakoon Muyassar Ho Jaise