Sonya Syed

It’s 7.30 pm I have completed all my chores and did all that was required to be done. At 8 pm sharp I am all set in front of the TV to watch Tanhaiyaan but there is no play and they started to show something else. I got panicky and thought, ‘Oh my God they have cancelled the show, how they can do this? This play is going to be a hit so why aren’t they airing it today.’ In a more panicked state I opened the channel’s website and then it hit me, ‘Ms. Syed today is Friday and your program comes on Saturday’. In the excitement of watching the play I forgot what is the day today. I mean this is crazy, really crazy. This is the height of my desperation. On a serious note, today Eid Ul Azha is celebrated in many parts of the world, so I wish everybody a beautiful and peaceful Eid. May God bless you and your loved ones with all the health, prosperity and love. In Pakistan Eid is going to be celebrated tomorrow with all the zeal and spirit. Male member of the families are

Tired exhausted can't even think properly, for two weeks now I have been running around finishing one task only to find out something new needs to be handled. Actually the work is not that exhaustive but I am a bit of Delicate Darling. You take me to shopping and within an hour I am hungry or thirsty to the point of fainting. Everyone around me feels fine although slightly tired; but me, I have to feel the extremes. A large cup of coffee might do the trick, it might take me out of my current state and enliven me. We human are strange entities even though we believe that we far apart and have no verbal connection with each other yet at our very core we are all connected. We can feel each others pain, fears or happiness without even knowing that what we feel at times doesn’t even belong to us. As I write this post today I could hear the distant voices of cows, goats, sheep that are bought for the great sacrifice. Entire neighborhood is bursting with the excited vo

I have just spoken with my friend who is living abroad these days and I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to talk to her. I feel light as a feather. We talked about so many things but the topic of Tanhaiyaan and its sequel were the highlights of our conversation. For few minutes we were reliving those childhood memories and reminiscing how everyone looked then. Unfortunately she missed the first episode which was telecasted yesterday at 8 pm on ARY Digital and PTV simultaneously. Yeh two channels are showing this drama at the same time. Well for me yesterday’s one hour which I spent in watching Tanhaiyaan was marvelous and I am still under its spell. The moment it began my mind started to recal all the characters from its earlier version. Thankfully Haseena Moin is writing it along with my another favorite writer Muhammad Ahmed and Marina Khan is directing the play. However, the highlight of the play is its one crucial or lead character of Zara played by the very beau

Finally the wait is over and today we are going to watch the sequel of Tanhaiyaan ( Solitaries), a famous TV play of mid-eighty’s. I have very loving memories of this drama and each character is still engraved in the mind. From the beautiful Shahnaz Sheikh, Marina Khan, to amazing (Qabacha) Behroze Subzwari, Durdana Butt, Asif Raza Mir, Yasmin Ismail, and many other greats. Nothing could beat the splendour which Tanhaiyaan had created in the hearts and mind of its audience. It was simply a brilliant TV play directed by the exceptional late Shehzad Khalil and story written by our veteran writer Ms. Haseena Moin. Haseena Moin is well-known for her romantic comedies although she has written several plays on variety of topics. I don’t know whether she is writing the sequel or they have opted for someone else. Whoever would be writing the sequel has to live up to very high expectations because what we had seen earlier was epic performances with splendid direction, beautiful dia

For few I have been struggling to write something worthwhile but couldn’t put it all together and then suddenly I got it. So let’s begin shall we. First I need to express my despair for all the clashes which are taking place in Karachi and everywhere else in the country. One after another there is some disturbing news; I recently saw burnt theaters/ cinemas in the city’s downtown area and my heart ached for all the people who have lost livelihoods in this and many other similar mob attacks.     There are strong reasons for us to feel intensely about some issues but I couldn’t understand why does it have to destroy everyone and everything that comes in its way? Why are we unable to focus the fire within us in the right direction? A person who picks up a gun can be trained to become either a soldier or a terrorist.     But in hope and many prayers we must live. I just saw this image on facebook and couldn’t resist sharing it with you. The Secret Your life is a

Finally doing what I am supposed to do. Yes whenever I am away from blog its pains me, I miss it badly just want to be here and say something, anything. But then pressing demands of household matters also require my full attention, by the time I am free the strength to concentrate vanishes. So I believe its better to write when I truly want to say something. Today I went to the first art exhibition of my life. Since few months I am doing many things that I have never dreamt of. I have started to teach Business law and just completed my first semester as a teacher. Back to exhibition, Adeela Suleman is the artist whose exhibition I attended. The lady has done most of her work with steel and iron and I must say it was quite detailed and clearly showed her hard work. She has molded every bit iron/ steel that you see and then gave all the shapes and forms, might have taken years to complete all these creations.  The basic themes she selected for her work’s background are m

5 th October is a day when I celebrate my birth day. However this year it has been different or may be I made it different. On the night of 4 th October my life so far ran in front of my eyes; my success, my failures. I was reminded of many birthdays and several other occasions and for some peculiar reason I felt a very strong pull from within to seek atonement, to ask for forgiveness.    I thought I haven’t committed any major sins as outlined by my religion; a harsh word here or there, little gossip but nothing more than that so why am I asking for deep forgiveness. I thought may be my time is up and before going I am given a chance to seek atonement. It felt quite strange. However, with all the strangeness I continued for atonement/ forgiveness. While doing this strange activity gradually it changed from seeking forgiveness to becoming intensely aware of all my blessings. I wasn’t actually asking forgiveness to repent my sins but I was feeling sorry at myself for n

Life is no easy game to play, although at times we believe to be equipped with the best of tools and strategy yet on occasions we feel defeated. Though I only like to talk about hope and positivity but once or twice its fine to speak about not-so-happy things, I guess it lessens the burden somehow. I am blessed with great friends and wonderful family who have been there for me whenever I needed them. However with time all of us get hugely busy in our lives, especially if somebody is married and have children. I know that I cannot have my friends with me 24/7 but then at times there feels a great need to speak with somebody. After a long time once again I am going through my lonely phase or more to say anxiety-cum-lonely phase. Over-sensitivity to certain situations provoke my condition. Situations that people handle bravely put me in somewhat anxious mode simply because I don’t want to deal with any confronting or uncomfortable scenarios. I want life to run smooth