My dadi (Paternal grandmother) after spending a week in the hospital, finally came home this Sunday, something that she really wanted for herself! But within 12 hours, her condition had once again deteriorated so much that she needed to be rushed to the hospital.
Old age is a curse. Image from: merinews.com
And I have to say it, it is time that we accept that this might be the end for her. She is suffering, and is in so much pain that it really makes one wonder how can one even bear this much pain!
How can one even tolerate this much torture.. yes I cal it a torture. Torture for the soul and torture to your own self. Continue reading
“Is there a foreign hand involved in these attacks?”
“Can this possibly be an American attack?”
“Is Israel or RAW involved in it?”
“Why did they rush the Chinese out of the base?”
“Is this related to Baluchistan or the fact that the Gwader Port was only handed yesterday to the Chinese?”
The attack on PNS Mehran. Image from:dawn.com
Any major event in Pakistan goes hand in hand with the conspiracies that surround it. The attacks today at the P.A.F base is not indifferent to this rule! Continue reading
Nothing much to say today.
Another day spent in the hospital.
It’s getting difficult and difficult day by day to see her like this!
One thing that my dadi’s (paternal grandmother) illness has taught me, is that there are things beyond blood relationships!
Don’t get me wrong, its not like I hadn’t already figured this out in the 25 years of my existence, but sometimes the pain that you see or the care that you see from other people, is only due to your association with the said ill person.
But in my dadi’s case, she has been able to form such bonds of love with people, that what unraveled today couldn’t be described as something short of “pure innocence”. Continue reading
I don’t have the strength to write today. I am tried, and sad. After struggling with unknown diseases for ages, today finally, after a week of being in the hospital , for failing lungs, my paternal grandmother (Dadi) has been diagnosed with Cancer.
It’s in the final stages, and we think that this maybe it!
People, if any of you have to pray, then please pray that her pain ends!
This would not have happened if this city wasn’t suffocating him!
This is what Arif Sahab said when the news of Asim Butt’s death reached him. It was still early morning, hardly 12 yet, and the news was received with shock!
It has been a while now, since Asim left his friends! I wasn’t one of them, but I had met him. Polite exchange of pleasantries had taken place between us whenever we met!
This is why it feels awkward for me to even try to say that last night somehow I understood what he did and why he did it! I understood somehow why he would have decided to take things in his own hands!
I wish I could say that the realization came to me in an epiphany, but it was instead a result of my own depressive phase that seems to have taken hold of me recently! Continue reading
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Continuing on the thread from tomorrow, let me share with you one of the things that truly help’s me in venting out and as a result calming myself down when I am in shit or when I am feeling shitty or when life all around is generally shitty.
And that magical thing people is writing! I love writing! Did you know that about me! I just love to write! (Note to self: Add this in my About page, which you need to visit ASAP, if you haven’t already)
It’s the sort of thing that helps me pour my heart out! I am good with words and expressing myself in words, and not the spoken kind, people! I mean the kind that comes out from my pen, and now my keyboard!
And I can honestly say nothing helps me more than writing! Continue reading