I had a pretty detailed discussion with my family last night which has made me get into some serious thinking mode. We had all gotten back from my grandmother's place after having dinner. The evening had been nice. A typical first Eid day at Nano's which we all look forward to. If you take a closer look at both my maternal and paternal side of the family you would notice that we have a greater number of women then men. Reason why im sharing this piece of information here is that girls being in majority we basically LOVE getting together on such occasions to check out what everyone is wearing and who has the best designed hena. Some of my cousins looked adorable wearning light baby colours, some had on amazing jewlery and my self was labelled as the expert on eye makeup (Yes I had on a bit more then a teensy weensy makeup last night which every one found unusual but complimented me on the good job I had done)- Anyways, the dinner went pretty well. My grandma looked totally cute wearing precious piece of hair clips made out of stones which Maham and Mahira (My 2nd Uncles two elder daughters) had forced on her. Afer my Grandfather's death I have never seen my Nano wear anything colorful and my grandpa died when I was an 8 month old fat baby so you can imagine it's been 23 years since I have seen my grandma in greys, browns and whites only.
Ok so im getting side tracked again. It's just that it felt good to get together with the maternal side of the family last night (Not forgetting the fact that it felt recieving cash without working my ass off on customer account, branch audits, staff training, making presentations and analysis and going through AML transactions). We got back home around 11:30ish and my dad had this new DVD called "The Secret". I am not going to put in details regarding what I saw and learnt as I plan to start a new blog sometime soon and such kind of topics I would best leave for that blog. After sitting and chatting with ma, pa and bro for two hours I went to bed and was woken up by bro at 6:00 am in the morning to offer my Fajar prayers and then later go out for jogging. I have always thought that watching sunset is the most romantic thing however when I saw the SUN RISE today it gave me a totally different feeling. Yes watching sun set is STILL romantic in my books but the effect which watching sun rise leaves on a being is incredible (Atleast for me it is). I started taking in the fresh oxygene (Trust me this is a rarity in a city like Karachi) and lightly jogged completing 10 laps. It felt great. I was humming to my self and blocked out all the negative thoughts from mind and simply looked forward to what I have and plan to achieve.
The only reason why I am writing this blog on this early hour of the morning is that just being out there in the fresh made me get in to the writing mood and I really felt like sharing my thoughts here.
Ok so my brother is standing on my head and demanding a good breakfast so I guess I better end this entry right here. Will be posting my new blog soon.
AK - Looking forward to having some coffee with Bagels on this bee--OO--Tee--FULL morning :)
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