Down The Memory Lane

After a long long time, I plugged in the desktop that’s been sitting idle since the arrival of the laptop at my mum’s place. The monitor wasn’t working properly but a slap or two did the work. Anyway, that computer has millions of pictures in it and I wanted to see them all. I started off with pictures when Raheen (my khala’s daughter, who’s 4 years old now) was a new born baby. These were the family pictures. Everything has changed now but the pictures have captured everyone so young and together and happy. It’s not that everyone’s not happy today but there are distances that have crept between us. Or maybe it’s me who’s feeling it as I am married and have moved out and others have gone too, most of them for higher education. There was a time when we use to get together on occasions like kids’ birthdays and we use to enjoy a lot. Even our mothers used to join us when we used to play kho-kho or musical chair. As the girls got married and moved out, the mothers got older and things have changed. The kids whose birthdays we used to enjoy are grownups now and they don’t play like crazy like we used to at that age! The sleepovers, the shopping sprees and the pre-shadi-hungamas, everything has vanished into the thin air as we have evolved!

Then came the university pictures! The first year… everyone was happy, carefree. There were so many people in our class then. So many left us when we reached our final year. The pictures of annual function, during our second year, there’s the picture of Yahya and his father. Do you remember that time N.A. when we took his picture. The time when we went to the picnic and N.A. didn’t join us. And when we took pictures of different parts of KU. And the trip to the juice stall, when you and Afhseen thought that we were lost but I knew exactly where we were going! The memorable trip down the basement of the library and our researches! The torture cell i.e. computer lab without electricity!!! *sigh* Everything has changed!

Now sitting with my baby in my lap, who with his every move surprises me and makes me a proud mum. Though there are so many things that we part with in course of our lives and so many things that come our way that the loss of earlier things are made up for! Life sure is beautiful when you’re young but the joy of watching your own baby growing up is priceless. 🙂

Shoot.. the whole post is just a hodge podge as my baby keeps crying, moving and doing things. I keep losing track of my thoughts and forget what I was writing and what I was supposed to write! lol

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Sab Se Pehle Pakistan?!

I started writing this before the party was launched. And recent interviews have proven the former chief of army a traitor. And yet he expects respect from the people of Pakistan! And still claims to be the upholder of “sab se pehle Pakistan” while exposing country’s secrets! He should be hanged till death but no.. that would be too short a punishment. I remember once praying that may he be in such pain that he’d pray for death and death wont come to him, but now I know Allah must have saved a great punishment for him as he still walks the earth with dyed hair!

The former President of Pakistan, who’s been living in UK for the past eight years, is planning to come back and wants to help the Pakistanis in dire need. Let’s just see what he did during his rule and see why would we want him back.

1. He sold Pakistani land to the Americans and till today they have been working on this land as if it’s their own. NATO gets its supplies through our land. Shame on us.

2. Drone attacks! He welcomed them taking no action.

3. Genocide! Killing of innocent students at Jamia Hafsa and claiming to have defeated the enemy!

4. He sold Pakistanis for dollars! (and this he himself acknowledged in his biography!) beghairti ki bhi inteha hai! I’m sorry for there is no other word for it!

5. To top it all, he made Abdul Qadeer Khan a viallian!

The list goes on and on…

Oh Allah! save us from people like him and Zardari and Sharif borthers and others who are here to sell off PAkistan!