Farigh!

It is weird but I have to admit I don't like being farigh (free)! I do long for it when I am busy, but deep in my heart, I know that's just not true. But this is the punishment I have been sentenced by fate for the next 2 months (maybe a bit more). I have been sentenced to farighness

I will be starting a wonderful job in December. I secured the job few weeks ago, and since then I have been dispensing tips on CV and interview Talking about the interview, mine was about a 3 hour show (or maybe a bit more). The details of that day will be part of another post.

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flying high

Five hours of flight and I have started to feel a bit uncomfortable by the world of silence and slumber around me. Even the sharp cries of two competing kids sitting at opposite ends have muted. The flock of passengers onboard this flight poses an average age of 55, or maybe 65, but above a certain figure both are immaterial. My fantasy of having a hottie seated next to me has not been fulfilled this time either but luckily enough the seat is empty and I am sitting comfortably like a wadera in his smuggled pajero.
Leaving London I felt the slightest sense of attachment. I was surprised even to feel it but one does tend to like the place after living there for about a year. Maybe it was the thought of missing those tanned legs. I am not sure. I will realize after 10 days.
The journey began after an uncomfortable move-and-wait before getting in the takeoff mode. Fifteen minutes passed and I was out with my laptop typing feverishly in the 3 hours that my laptop would last. I managed to do exactly what I planned with time to spare. In the last 2 hours I started reading a fiction, a political drama, which is intriguing but I don’t intend to get too involved in it which would ruin the days ahead.
Having absolutely nothing to do and almost 3 hours to spare I just popped in contact lenses to see how good I am. It was quick but what about removing them? So I even popped them out within a minute and discarded them. A success.
The inflight entertainment on this national carrier is nonexistent but the food was simply awesome.
As time passes the sense of excitement continues to grow. I have met my dad twice in the past one year but no one else in the family. It might feel a bit odd. How might have things changed? It will be interesting for sure. One thing I am NOT looking forward to is unwanted comments from people on my health and looks and how they have changed even if there is no variation at all. And neither am I in any mood to answer any questions regarding my future. I am not answerable, not if I dont want. And I dont. As I continue to kill time, I will sign off here hoping to be able to have time to post this within a day. I wish there was wifi in here. Ahh….life without internet sucks!

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Pre-flight Nerves

Right then, about 24 hours from now I will start my journey to homeland. Yes only 24 hours to go!!! Yayyyy! (if the flight isnt delayed ofcourse).

I grew up in the Middle East and we used to travel to Pakistan at least once a year. The frequency increased when I was able to travel on my own and even when I moved to Karachi, with my parents in UAE, the visits were frequent. Add to this some domestic flights as well. But each and every time I am just unable to do anything the day before travel! The nights are sleepless too. Its not that I am scared, but I dont know what it is either.

As soon as I get inside the plane, all these feeling disappear and life goes on normal, apart from the pain that may be experienced by pressure changes.

And almost always while leaving the house I have this feeling that I am forgetting something. Lets see if things change around this time.

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Guilt

Just because I am going to Karachi after a year or so, I am supposed to get gifts for people, esp. the close ones i.e. dad, mom, sis and bro-in-law, right? WRONG! At least thats what I thought. My plan was to buy some stuff for my niece only. But it came to my knowledge yesterday that my dearest sister, who had no idea that her poor brother was coming over for eid, bought a set of kurta-shalwar and dispatched it via courier so that I don't feel left out :S

This completely changed my plans! The feeling of guilt poured in and it is important to mention some incidents to show why the feeling was so heavy. First of all, whenever my sis used to visit UAE from Pakistan, even if it was for 2 days, she used to get gifts for everyone (esp. me), but yeah not a big deal, she's the elder sis

On our parents' wedding anniversary, she used to buy gifts and add my name on those, even though I always reneged on the promise of paying her my share of money back for the expensive gifts. I was mean, I know! But I did buy the gifts once, after she got married, which was a real pain to look for 'em!

Anyway, so these two are enough to support why I felt bad and since I already had a plan to buy stuff for Musfirah (the niece) and myself, I spent the day shopping around today. Needless to say, the overwhelming belief that finding presents for women is the toughest task on planet, was profoundly confirmed today.

Note: This theme is so great that I keep visiting my own blog just to have a look at it

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(another) new beginning

Finally, I have found the perfect theme for this blog! The last couple of themes were pretty simple and boring but this one makes sense. The twitter streams are here (and i can add facebook too), so even if there is a long break before the posts are updated, the tweets will probably be flowing in. The flickr streams look nice too. Although I havent used flickr since creating an account some years back I decided to give it a go now. And I found my mobile phone supports one push uploading to flickr account, so its great!

Ok enough bragging…whether you guys like it or not, I really dont care….and to answer a comment earlier by Hira..yes NOW im in love..with this theme!

and in case no one noticed, for the first time ive placed my name as the title of the blog

there are still some issues with the theme which i will sort out with time, so if u get stuck somewhere while navigating…u can be assured that im tinkering at the backend without any knowledge of php

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