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Allhumdolillah! I am at a much better place since my last post with series of lab tests, utlrasounds, a mammogram and some other really scary tests, and a gut wrenching anxiety of results. I am doing well thankfully everything was clear except low iron levels with vitamin d3 deficiency. These deficiencies are now on their way to recovery. It is worth noting that I have been struggling with intense brain and physical fatigue since 2019 but not a single doctor was able to identify my problem. Once somebody is diagnosed with depression or anxiety then every health issue they complain about is looked from the psychological lenses. Nobody asked me to check iron, vitamin b12 or vitamin d3 deficiencies even my mum who is a dermatologist always assured me that I am fine and this weakness is just a phase.   It was a phase alright, it engulfed almost 8 years of my life pushed back my career and research ambitions.  This is not the case alone with me but there are many people who silentl...

Day 4

It is said, "that a way to a person’s heart is through his stomach”. If there is any iota of truth in this saying then I believe my highway is overloaded with heavy traffic. Since Eid I have been continuously eating meat in one form or another,الحمد لله. Yesterday, it was a barbeque party given by my adored 18 year old cousin Nabeel who argued that his accomplishments should be highly recognized and mentioned in my blog. Jokes apart, I must say that he did a pretty splendid job and the food was really mouthwatering. It is strange to see how guys are excited about the concept of barbeque which I personally deem an extremely laborious activity. I have seen and heard about quite a few gentlemen who get some kind of pleasure in all this exercise. I was watching somewhere that this inclination in men to do barbeque is a legacy of the cavemen from the stone-age where males were responsible for creating heat from stones to protect their female and children from cold weather and women we...

Day 3

Sunsets used to have a melancholic effect on me, I was unable to comprehend as to why people were fascinated and would have their pictures taken at dusk especially at seaside. Most of my academic life I preferred to study in evening shifts but I was never comfortable with this time in particular. Until I saw the sunset in Singapore, it was beyond my teeny weenie imagination that an end of a day could be so captivating and serene. I have been fortunate enough to travel to some countries but nothing matched the evenings in Singapore; everyone was celebrating life, very dressed up with perfect hair. Almost all the taxis we hired the drivers were either whistling or humming some tunes. It was really odd for someone coming from Pakistan to observe such behavior, me & my family were like “oh gosh, this driver is a suspicious character”. In Pakistan if a stranger sings and even worse if he whistles in front of ladies it is considered impoliteness bordering to offensiveness. Luckily for u...

Day 2

No electricity at office something went terribly wrong with the wiring. However, I must say that the building management is co-operative and is trying its best to solve the problem. With no fans or A.C. it’s really hot for December. But In the midst of nothingness and silence I had a moment to be still and when I looked around me a sudden flash of subtle energy went through me and in that instance I realized how much I’m blessed with. I was born in a family where my birth was received wholeheartedly; I have all of my senses intact; health, eyes, hands, legs. I had the love & care of my parents, more than enough food, luxuries, resources, education, loyal & sincere friends, opportunities to work with some of the best people in the business, this office, my home. Above all, the freedom to take my own decisions. The list goes on and on of the countless blessings when compared to the things that I prayed for but haven’t received yet or the things that went wrong in my life are...

Getting started!!

Finally, my blog is born. The process of registering to blog site was a tedious one but the desire to express was far more acute. Three day celebrations of Eid-al-Adha, seekh kababs, lots of meaty dishes and an extended weekend have come to an end which means to get out of the cocoon of my home and face the real world. Eid-al-Adha or the "Festival of Sacrifice" is celebrated to commemorate the willingness of Prophet Abraham (PBUH) to sacrifice and submit the most beloved person in his life, his son Prophet Ismail (PBUH) to the command of Allah. And as Prophet Ismail was about to be sacrificed a miracle happened and instead of him an animal was scarified. So I really got fascinated by this idea of surrendering one’s most beloved thing to a Higher Power and then watch if a Miracle really occurs, in case of someone as insignificant as me.. I thought what if I apply the same principle and surrender my most beloved thing to the same Higher Power and see what happens. My most pre...