Skip to main content

Changing trends



What a week it has been....from the end of the Blessed month of Ramadan, followed by beautiful Eid, to Pakistan’s 66th birthday on 14th August.

So much has changed yet everything seems to be the same. Sometimes change happen so delicately that even the person going through it is unaware, nevertheless, it is only at a certain moment you realize that something is different. That you are different....

Eid and 14th August used to be completely different when I was a kid, which is not so long ago by the way. On Eid my friends and I were always committed to give each other greeting cards which used to have most delightful writings and drawings personally done by all of us.

To hold something tangible in your hands like a card has a beautiful feeling, its like your own energy gets transferred to the other person. SMS, e-cards and Facebook’s ‘Eid Mubarak to all family & friends’ are no comparison to such personal touches.

Not until too long ago I had a rule to send Greeting Cards to my friends, family & colleagues. The pleasure to receive a card by post is amazing. However, these days the kind of cards available are not for the faint hearted. Every card has a red heart or red flowers and trust me if sent at a wrong address that can get you in some serious trouble.

I do not want to send those typed courier cards, there is nothing written by your hand just a sign with blue ball point...sorry not my cup of tea. Besides these days everybody seems to be so tech savvy that they believe such efforts are not worth it. Yes, everything has to have some worth, right!

So gradually I had to give up this wonderful trend. Unfortunately, something of the sort has also happened to the 14th of August. There used to be such urgency to buy flags and to decorate the terrace and balcony. It was not just another holiday which we spent sleeping rather it used to be a day of celebration second to only religious festivals.

After all it was the day when we got our independence. So what has changed? I guess, we grow old and as one grows old, their mind, their spirit their feeling become aged. Oh yes, we are an aged nation lacking enthusiasm and gratitude for our Independence.

Today it is only our youth who make efforts to celebrate this day by wearing Pakistan’s flags and caps and moving around the city in bikes.

I do not blame anybody but it is me who has brutally tortured and killed my feelings and the realization that I am a citizen of the most beautiful country called Pakistan.  A country, that has given me with the Grace of Allah everything: my education, my dignity and my livelihood.

Have a wonderful evening!

Sonya Syed. (Day 441)

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (ME/CFS): What It Actually Feels Like

Wow! It feels nice to be back to my favourite place in the world, my blog, my love. But today it seems that the world has rotated 360 degrees. As I was trying to figure out how to tap into this new world order I thought the best way is to ask my Higher Power to guide me through. And what a better way to do that, other than recite a prayer ‘Dua Istikhara’ a supplication used by Muslims to seek guidance from Allah before making a decision. If we just read the translation of this supplication: “O Allah, I seek guidance from Your knowledge and power and ask You from Your great bounty. Surely, you can do it, and I am not. You know, and I do not, and You are the Knower of the unseen. O Allah, if You know that this matter is good for me in my religion, life, and end, then decree it for me, make it easy, and bless it for me. But if You know that this matter is bad for me, in my religion, my existence, and my end, then turn it away from me and turn me away from it, and decree for me what is g...
Post a Comment
Read more

3 January 2019

After fighting with an alien cat in my dream, I am awake at 1.30 am. It all is followed by a futile effort of building a sleep pattern of 9.30 pm to 6 am. Alas, not all wishes come true at once. No problem I will keep on working. Being a really smart gal I have messed up with my sleep-wake cycle long ago, and today when I accidentally opened Rujuta Diwekar’s video on cortisol on my facebook page- I realized what has been going on with me.  For all of you who are not aware that I am a distant relative of Kareena Kapoor Khan and Rujuta is the link who tied  Kareena and me  together. You all must be wondering why have I never discussed this earlier, why I took so long to disclose my bond with Kareena. Let me explain.   Rujuta Diwekar is a God’s blessing for all the fools like me who for some stranger reason believe(ed) that going on USA or UK-based diet programs would make us patla (thin/ lean). It was Rujuta’s eating desi ghee and daal sabzi ch...
34 comments
Read more

Magic or Miracles..continued

"Sadia Saleem   Another good one...ur blogs have always uplifted my spirits in some way, but this one being totally different gives us a small grasp at just how powerful our Almighty is...our praises are just a measurement of our faith in Him and our worships are a manifestation of that measurement...ur blog actually took me in d flashbacks and I remembered when we actually landed up at a babas astana for d sake of fun...at times those carefree days are deeply missed       keep up the best work    " This one is especially for my best friend Sadia who has always shown me her love, appreciation and encouragement. And of course, how can I forget all of you for always blessing me with your affections. Sadia and all of my Dear Readers, I thank you so much from my heart for responding so beautifully for my post “Miracles & Magic? I wonder…” . AND Thank You Allah for  this  amazing opportunity to write this blog. It is so true that how ...
Post a Comment
Read more