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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...

Triangular Relationships

So many a times we exhaust ourselves worrying over trivial things which ultimately dissolves on their own and are not so significant either. I have been trying for quite some time now to add some kind of background music to the blog. Film music have destroyed our sense of peace and calm but at the same time background music if selected intelligently could take any scene to a different level but I don’t know how much of this is applicable in the case of our blog. I haven’t uploaded anything yet and I’m not even sure whether it would please or produce an unpleasant effect on you guyz. There was a time when I as a student couldn’t study without some Indian number playing in the room but in later years as the studies became more analytical music became an impediment while concentrating so this habit was given up. We had to go together so I went with Amma to her clinic and as I was sitting in the waiting area there was a 4 year old crying continuously and his father wa...

Day 74

There is a strong inclination to move to the comforts of sleep, the day started earlier than it usually does and so the brain is requesting me to let it get some rest. To add more severity to the condition I’m extremely hungry that I can even eat a house. So dearies excuse me tonight for I am not in my alert senses but I leave you with a promise to return with something worthwhile, Insha’Allah. Love & Good night. Sonya.

Present Moment & Surrendering

Tomorrow would be a long day so many things that were pending for months would be taken care of and I sincerely pray that all efforts would be worth it. Humidity in Karachi throughout the day is taking its toll especially when companioned with frequent electric shutdowns but nights are beautiful with moonlight glimmering throughout the sky. With almost negligible traffic outside one could easily be lost in the stillness inhibiting in night. Ahh the almost full moon is enchantingly magnificent and what more could one ask from life. I thought if given a choice where would like to be this summer and the reply came as abruptly as the reflex system works, of course Thames in London Eiffel-Tower in Paris Gondola rides in Venice and picturesque Geneva are the beautiful places that I want to be. But then I thought that I don’t want to be where I am Now in this very moment I want to escape, escape from the heat and probably the crazy times in which live today in our country. Its one thing to ...

Back to Basics

Karachi’s heat has now transmuted itself into muddy winds, no matter how hard we clean the dust still dwells in every possible corner. Life was so simple before blackberrys’, net, social sites came into our lives. Since their arrival we have conveniently replaced them with the full use of our mental faculties. Nobody has to remember important dates anymore every appointment or schedule is now on our cellular and we highly prefer to save contacts on websites. We have become so dependent on them that even a feeble thought of loosing them fills us up with panic and anxiety. Regardless of the gizmos that I might get in future I have decided to go back to the basics and so a proper old fashioned diary with contacts therein shall become my girlfriend from now on. No more sole relying on things that I cannot control. Twitter is addictive although I’m not entirely aware of its etiquettes but I enjoy twitting. Its short it’s simple and very quick. Almost entire day is gone in finding em...

Ruination of Performing Arts

Before beginning we all must say prayers for dissipating of the natural disaster in Hunza valley and that all settles with peace and betterment for everyone not only there but throughout our country. I was watching a show hosted by our veteran actor Nadeem on PTV, his guest was Anwar Rafi a popular singer of 1990’s, he sung some really memorable songs. It is such a tragedy to witness great artists with huge potential and talent living in anonymity even with so much media development and channels’ coming in art is getting obscure rapidly. It is unfortunate for us as a country to not have any film industry, with so talented many actors, technicians, musicians there is not a single platform to fully exploit their potential. Even under these grim circumstances there is a division within the show business and one group is based in Lahore and the other in Karachi, even our fashion industry after going through so many dilemmas has two separate fashion councils for Lahore & Karachi...

Day 70

I don’t believe it could happen to me but it did, my blog for today has vanished mysteriously. So much effort went to it and now all is lost, what a shame! Earlier when I was writing it was 6 pm and I was sitting at our terrace with cool breeze tantalizing the face, and the visual of flowers was soothing to the eyes. I could have stayed there for eternity being lost in nature, not thinking instead observing curiously everything in the proximity as a child who has seen something for the very first time. There is something wondrous about getting a zero or lots of zeroes at the end of a number; it infuses a sense of accomplishment as if one has succeeded in something mammoth. That’s exactly how I feel about completing my 70th day on the blog. It came as a pleasant surprise to the close quarters that I have managed to do it with perseverance, well almost. And now I could also proudly proclaim to have a hobby, something which I regretted not having earlier. Past few days I had consciousl...

Cricket fever

Cricket cricket & cricket, T20 is all what echoes today from every corner. People are glued to TV cheering our team on every 4 or 6 and booing on the outs. Families have arranged for special get-togethers to enjoy the precious moments of thrill. Even the electricity department showers their mercy and abstains from load-shading during our matches. We Pakistanis have a love-hate relationship with our cricket team they loose and we take no time to express our anguish & dismay and if they come back victorious then nothing is much intense than the love and cheer they receive from their fellow countrymen. Although for me cricket is an alien territory because unfortunately I couldn’t understand it let alone enjoy it. The only match that I could remember ever seeing was the one that Pakistan won the world cup and Imran Khan was the captain. I didn’t even know who he was until he joined politics and started Shaukat Khanum Memorial Hospital for cancer patients in particular for the ...