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...
I am seriously
getting scared now it is giving me goose bumps and also a bit drowsiness in the
head. Before beginning I’ll tell you that I love to create/ design dresses, I have
inherited this trait from my youngest Phuppi (my father’s youngest sister)
Tabussum Aunty. Although I don’t make too many clothes but I like to form their
images in my mind.
Whenever I couldn’t
sleep at night or simply get bored I would take up my sketch book and draw
dress designs, I choose colours and so on. And most of the time I would just make
a perfect suit in my mind. At times when I am free and just want freshen up I
would surf net for latest western trends or classic styles from 1930’s, all done
randomly.
So day before yesterday
in my mind I saw myself in an orange dress. I liked the bright orange hue so I just
started to play with that image in mind. Today few moments ago as I opened my
facebook page I saw an orange dress exactly as I imagined it two days ago by one
of my favourite brands.
As I was
seeing that particular dress in complete astonishment, suddenly Tabussum aunty popped
up in chatting- asking me if I got any lawn from the exhibition of the same
brand.
She is not a
regular at facebook and she would hardly know the exhibitions I attend but this
time she just knew it.
So here I am
watching my mental creation manifested in reality on one side and on the other side
my phuppi, who is origin of my inspiration, is asking me how did it go.
I know this is
very ladies stuff and also sounds crazy but there is some strange frequency going
around. Can you look at the coincidence and this is not the first time it
happened, especially with this particular brand.
I am not aware
who or how many people are behind that brand but it is a bit frightening to
witness such coincidences regularly.
Anyways these
days Karachi is a war zone for lawn brands, everywhere with every possible name
there is a lawn coming. Sadia, Maria, Sana, Lubna, Sara, Zara even Sonya you
name it and there is a brand.
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The lawn fever goes out of control.
P.S: I'm a guy. But if lawn was advertised this way, I'd buy it like mad. |
On a serious
note, it is so wonderful to see that even in such crucial law and order situation
and political uncertainty businesspeople and designers have faith in the
economy. And my salute goes to all the residents of Karachi who face threats
every other day but when they find peace even it is for two days they would
bravely go out and enjoy every bit of life.
Terrorism can effect
or even hurt the body but the mind and the spirit could never be touched.
Sonya Syed. (Day 407)






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