for June 22nd, 2016…. You came into our lives, and broke all rules. With your elder sisters I was a strict mom, but with you, it didn’t work. – You had your two sisters and Papa’s support. – your grand parents’ too. Your Papa spoilt you hollow. I’m glad I never came between you …
– When a wife turns into a widow. My husband and I would visit ladies who had lost their husband. Going for ‘afsos’. Never in our wildest imagination could one think that it could happen to us too. It was always something that happens to ‘other’ people. So, when the ‘W’ word happened to …
– The month of fasting. Everything is fine, about Ramzan. But the thought of staying without water for almost 17 hours is just too much. I’m one of those ‘water freaks’ who guzzles water all day long. If I go out, my bottle of water goes with me. I had panic attacks once, and …
Collection of items to be looked into ‘later’…. “Oh my God!” whatever I do, there is this pile of papers that need to be seen in my ‘minimalistic’ room, spoiling the whole impact. I hate it! It is like a Mount Everest for me. Mount Everest has become a symbol of surmounting an impossible task. …
Daniyal’s workshop: GT Garage in E-11 Northern Strip, Islamabad. I had opted to drop my friend Zeni, we were on 9th Ave, on our way to F-11 and E-11. She was admiring my car, and I proudly told her, it has driven over 250,000 km. She couldn’t believe it. I told her, that 1,50,000 …
“I’ve been inspired by you to drive to Nathiagali myself!” I said when I met her last weekend. “Oh, so you have driven all the way from Karachi, too?” asked Ursula Ansari. “Oh no! – From Islamabad.” I said sheepishly. I guess, I can’t beat her record! I can’t beat her age record either. …
As a kid aged nine, I remember standing outside my gate, in Lahore’s Cavalry Ground, waiting for the newspaper man to bring the latest magazine of ‘Bachon ki Duniya’ and ‘Taleem-o-Tarbiat’. Mom made sure I read these to improve my Urdu. I don’t know if it improved, but my friends and I loved the …
This happened last week… I am sitting in this strange office, in a very familiar building in Islamabad. I’ve finally signed a peace treaty and have what is mine. The man in this office, who used to help me, is no longer in this world. I’m suddenly feeling insecure. As I feel insecure, I shake …
It is vital for development of our country. “I’m not signing, till you write the number of the hundreds of kanals of lands I am giving you all.” I said furiously, to my rivals. ”You have written about every inch and yard of my property. But kept all yours’ hidden! “ “Who will pay the …
