Finally, made it!

Getting back to life and some kind of normalcy, it has been crazy few months. It feels really nice to be back to the point where I have started this wonderful journey for all of us to be connected and share, to vent out. 

Teaching is one of the best thing that could happen to anyone, it changes you for good. In my class when I bombarding my students with last moment tests and course extensions, one of my students said ‘you are like our Mom, and Moms don’t give children tight study schedules’.

It is funny how I suddenly became what I am today, yes like a mom of more than 80 children. And then came the finals, long grueling hours of checking every paper carefully so no injustice is done. It is really a proud moment that all my students worked hard and got wonderful results especially when I pushed them over the edge.

Ramadan came and now they are leaving us, it has been an overwhelming month with Amjad Sabri’s sudden death. It was in 2005 when I went to Sonu Nigam’s concert in Karachi, and for the first time I heard Amjad Sabri’s qawali. Honestly all these years later I am still enthralled by the quality of his song and voice.

It is a sad event, but Karachi has been bruising like this for decades now. We believe that we have developed some sort of immunity but I don’t think so. We are all receiving the same bruises, and sharing the same emotional agony, whether we are related to each other or not.

However, we also have to realize that this world after all is our temporary abode and each one of us has to depart on our own scheduled timing. So we need to make it really awesome while we are still here, not only for ourselves but for others as well.

These few months I have experienced some extraordinary moments, starting with my friend whom I know for ages, Sadia Saleem, she has guided and supported me to take some wild decisions. Then came Sana Khan who pushed me to think the unthinkable and make my dreams come true. 

Things were really haphazard at my end and I was in a total chaos but  today it is settled and I am less hyper.  

I pray to Allah that He bless all of us with His Divine light, safety, healthy, peace and of course, wealth. Amen!

Love ya all...

Sonya Syed. (Day 557)

Comments

Ata Ur Rehman said…
The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth."
We are lucky to have you as our Respectable teacher.
Anonymous said…
Seriously Ma'am, You are inspirational to me. Please keep writing! <3
SBY said…
Seriously Ma'am, You are inspirational to me. Please keep writing! <3
SBY said…
Seriously Ma'am, You are inspirational to me. Please keep writing!
Sonya Syed said…
Jazakallah.. Thank you very much for the respect & encouragement...

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