Sonya Syed

Morality, humanity, values, justice are all seem to become a part of ancient history; nevertheless, at times we do get the opportunity to witness some remnants of these traits otherwise the moral fiber of our society is shredding into pieces. Where are we heading as a nation, I wonder? Is this the kind of country that we would bequeath to our children, I think not. I intensely wanted to escape to unknown destination where all is peace and prosperity. As a lawyer I am ashamed that’s all I could say. History is filled with tales of the nations which were destroyed due to their transgressions and it is terrifying to witness the same signs in Pakistan. Norms of natural justice and the laws of Universe are always working in precise fashion, no exception. The Effect could never contradict the Cause, the Universal laws or God’s law is similar to a giant computer where we could only download the documents which we have uploaded. Is it possible to harvest rice when we seeded pineapple? In ti

Impossible! For some strange reason I wanted to begin writing today with this particular word. Although in my life all things have been made possible by an unseen Power. Lots of activity in the foreground but morning lethargy has been in the background. It is said that most of the time we feel lethargic there is either indisposition or some pending emotional issue which requires our immediate attention. Fortunately for me the latter is true, there is major reading & writing to do academically and to begin anywhere I need to sit in front of 14.1’’ notebook screen for straight 3-4 hours something which I am not really ecstatic about. I would elaborate on this in near future, InshaAllah. The work keeps on piling up deadlines are to be made and my mortal system seems to take a back seat. The mammoth task overwhelms me. But one thing I know for sure once I get initial grip on the matter everything else would fall into its place automatically. The first step! Is all what it takes. Tru

Immense frustration, humongous anxiety, heightened ambiguity have been the highlights of my past few days. Some much of the precious time wasted in sheer stupidity. This is the outcome when there is chaos or when you decide to go into a dormant phase when action is required. But then when nerves calmed down and you pray for a miracle, a sudden shift in situation occurs not so much at the outside rather more on the inside. It is amazing that sometimes we spend so much of our time and energy on worrying about something so much and then ultimately that situation dissolves by itself without shattering either the heavens or the earth. And then we thank God for taking us out of our problems unharmed and so beautifully. An early day tomorrow with lots of tasks to accomplish and all what is required of me is an understanding of where to start first. With the prayers of ease, comfort & joy for all….. Sonya.

Frequent pauses in writing are developing into a standard practice for me and I seriously need to follow the disciplined structure. Friends are an integral part of our existence and in particular our childhood friends, we may loose touch for a long time but as soon as we do get connected we start exactly from we left. Much of the like happened to me and I cannot but appreciate the role these social websites play to reconnect and rebond. The other day I was fortunate to be able to speak with my Class 8th classmate Mustafa Allahwala it was after more than a decade that one fine day we suddenly came into contact. It was a delightful conversation and we remembered our school days, our teachers, post school life, our transmutation into maturity, how some significant pillars in our lives moved into other dimensions and the brilliance with how extraordinarily and beautifully life passed by. Maria, Muneeza, Faris, Saleem, Mustafa, Imran, Shahzeb, Miss Fouzia our favorite English teacher are a

Long time no see! Fits perfectly in my situation, though there was a strong desire to write but the fatigue of the passed few days surpassed it all. Sometimes doing nothing significant tires one down. The weekend passed with its complete glory, Friday 8th January was definitely a Good Friday. I met my long time best friend Maria after a gap of many months. It is always a delight to be with her and her family. Her parents’ a.k.a. Uncle and Aunty, her younger brother Shakir and his lovely wife Saani, their beautiful daughters Fatima and Alizey. Shabbir Chacha & Chachi their children & her cousins Haani and vivacious Zakira who was also visiting with her equally sweet children Zain and Zara. Last but not least Mohsin Maria’s son, I call him a Miracle Child. Yes, truly he has been a miracle for all of us and especially for Maria and her Husband Qasim. Maria has always been an inspiration for me, I feel proud and blessed to be her friend. It was after years I had the opportunity to

Miracle! An early post. Its stupendous to see how life surprise us. When we don’t expect much to happen something shines out of blue to give us joy and pleasure, another inherent miracle of life. Finally I’m out of my gloom and with a bang. Although I still wish to get hold of a magic wand so I would change the face of the world into sheer prosperity and joy for every soul living. One significant lesson that I have learned in 2009 is to always and under ever circumstance watch out and be on guard for the words I speak and the emotions I feel. Because what we have thought or spoken once at some point in our life even for a brief second but with all the sincerity shall always come true; good or bad, negative or positive. My Naani used to invariably remind me that there is a moment in day when whatever we say will come true . I now know that it’s not merely limited to a single moment in a day but this charm extends to the entire day. So speak well, hear well and see well not for your

Italians greeted 2010 by jumping in a river in winter. Australians had the biggest and the grandest fireworks to welcome this New Year. 2010 has come to all Pakistani’s as a year of improbability. This year started as never before with a strike in the major city Karachi followed by the most brutal bombing at a playground in Lucky Murrwat when a huge crowd was enjoying a volleyball match between local teams, killing almost 95 people with many injured. All attempts to remain positive prove to be futile. I have always failed to understand the logic behind this large scale devastation, in ancient times whenever a nation was destroyed the destruction happened once and then there was a new start for the remaining. However, Pakistan has defied all the odds. Although I am not acquainted with any of those who died as a result of terrorism; nevertheless, I can feel their pain their anguish to a certain degree, if not completely. Regardless, of what I try to do to keep myself busy all day but