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In the living era we often are in the grip of trends that are obviously created by humans like us. We habitually listen the word ‘Tribute’ for the ones who live no more. But the fact is strange; what happiness they may have from it. So pay tribute to the ones who can seek pleasure from it
What does tribute means?
A tribute is merely an act that is intended to show gratitude, respect, or admiration for a person.
So, just sitting by it popped up in my head why should not I be the one on changing trends and should write for one of my great mentor from NUML, Mam Amna Zulfiqar. I really adore the beautiful being in the premises of the university. Where as, my story of inspiration toss around hilarious twists and turns towards Ma’m Amna and I feel no regrets stating it all straight forwardly.
You can say it the story of a student-teacher relationship or in my words the story of immense horrific rays turning into bright shining love.
Who is Amna Zulfiqar?
When you listen her name, in your head a glory of smile captures the scenery with a doll like girl embellished with soft light and blooming flowers. In short, the most glamorous teacher. All the days, dressed up in an amazing manner.. Simply a beauty.
When We Met
The story of our interaction, is not something less than meeting a monster, I stay very honest in explaining my feelings and not afraid that she might read it and I will again feel the monstrous jerks. Not so long ago in 2016, I graduated from NUML, BS Mass Communication. No doubt, I was one of the most creepiest students of my class and felt extreme pride in misbehaving, not studying, bunking with an aim that the teacher should see me that i a on a bunk… Well about my creepiness will write in another blog.
Coming to the point, it was my 5th semester. Mam Amna used to teach Online Journalism. Unfortunately, the hardest period of my life. when baba passed away. So alL the teachers treated me more or less like a baby but in the fairies she seemed to me like a ghost.
I was so so so afraid of her that each of her class was like a head ache I used to e so afraid because she used to listen the previous day’s lecture from me. I ever tried not to have an eye contact with her yet I was the first one to repeat the lesson.
I remember a time when she talked to me in a way that I actually wanted to eat her up. So one day, it was our class on the top floor and it was a rainy day. Not intended to attend the class I was roaming around. She caught me, brought me to class and I had to sit in. While in between she asked me something and I was to the moon and back absent minded. I had no clue what was she asking about. She exclaimed ” First you did not want to come to the class, now you do not know the answer and you are looking at me like you want to eat me.”
Though terrified I was, tears rolled down the cheeks!
I exclaimed on a harsh tone ‘Yes I am looking at you like I want to eat you.’ I ran out of the class. Direct to the staff room.
After the incident for days I was not in the condition to face her.
But this all the creepy stuff of the student life,settled soon with her by the 7th semester she came to teach somehow we were on the better terms.
But the creepiness I had with Ma’m Amna, made me a strong girl. Later after graduation on my first job, I was through a situation that I wanted to smack the office’s door and run to home but I realized that this was not possible at a job.
And my brain screeched, this i not Amna Zulfiqar’s class. You need to be patient. My monstrous 5th semester made me tough that I was able to control my tears rolling down. Not to the whole but had a little stamina built in. This day in my life made me feel that I was missing her to an extent that i felt colossal love and gratitude for her, ‘Ma’m Amna’
A few day after my realization, I told it to her and she said. ” I am happy to see you like this Fatima, excelling in the field. I wanted you to be strong so I never pampered you like the other teachers because I saw a rebel in you and I knew being rebellious, you will object my harsh word.”
Listening to this, I became so happy that I started loving her so much. And now I follow as she said.
“Stand straight, chin up and eyes focused on the goal to be achieved.” – Amna Zulfiqar
Mix and match of the vast culture of the land of the pure, Pakistan has been beautifully discovered by Ali Hamza and ZojhaibKazi this season. Coke studio producers launch Kalash based song Pareek, just before the season has actually launched.
Coke Studio, the prime and prominent music podium.I would say that Coke Studio is a voyager for the artists overall.
The release of Pareek, first of its kind is a melody highlighting a Kalash based set of two, Ariana and Amrina. The song, ‘Pareek’ has been shot in the snow covered hills of Kalash and a mini wooden hut. It is a great responsibility to look after all the technicalities in freezing cold and producing a beautiful number in full swings and love accepted by the people of the Kalash Valley.
The Kalash valley of Chitralis positioned in the southern canyons of the Hindu Kush mountain range. The Kalash Culture Center is in Brun, Bumburet valley, where folk history, culture and civilization of the Kalash is preserved under one roof.
The folklore genre, Pareek is an innovative track and I wish coke studio best wishes.
Red Bull, one of Pakistan’s most celebrated energy drinks has recently caught attention for the Football World Cup. Where red bull strengthens you equally this video is. An optimistic visual that’s full of excitement and the colours of the city, where the football is actually manufactured. , Red Bull came up with brilliant thought telling the mass about Sialkot, city of Pakistan; where football is manufactured.
This is a must watch video if you are crazy about the game you should know who makes it how.
The setting of the visual starts in the Hub of Sialkot with a man welcoming you with Dhol, representing culture of Pakistan. Spotting the footballs in a custom Pakistani way hanging outside the shops. For more details please watch the video.
Every year the beginning of the June was so joyful. I had plans of how to surprise him on Father’s Day and after he left the start of the month and the month itself is so depressing.
I miss him each passing day but at times the desire to touch him, to be wrapped in his arms, head on his chest, his palm on my head, his voice uttering my name is so strong that no other thing and no other being can fulfill his absence.
As the days are passing by, I am encountering success, with each successful moment. I miss him even more.
In crowd, in the moments of merrymaking; my eyes wander to and fro just to have his look around. I stop at places I smell his fragrance.
Every such day, or a month enlisting such days; is a throbbing reminder of his deficiency in my life.
My father was like a Vitamin to me and now I have his absence as an utter deficiency. This JUNE is more upsetting than rest of the June(s) I was through after he traveled to the World Hereafter.
To the extreme it happens to me that Eid, Holy Celebration and Father’s day; both are falling on day after the other. the depth of my pain can only be understood by the ones who have lost their loved ones.. I or any human loves to live in illusions so even that we know one day we all have to travel to the God, the heart does not except the absence of a person at the moment from our life.
Where as I strongly believe that missing someone makes us alive that the one we love breathes with us and is along. Condolences never make me feel good.
“What I believe in is what I know that is what my father gave me in heritage was ‘ The Power of Dominance’.” – Fatima Hasan Zaidi
Being Melancholic is a feeling that each person experience at any rate once in their lives. Since life has its stages there are times when it will make you tragic or even discouraged. There are times in life when one feels down and encounters stuff that makes them hopeless. Much the same as bliss however pity doesn’t keep going forever on the grounds that in the long run the satisfaction will return as life shifts stages. Much the same as it isn’t day or night perpetually or Winter or summer always there is no bliss of bitterness that keeps going forever. Everything takes a break. One feels pitiful in the event that they lose something or somebody valuable to them, or if things don’t go how they imagined them or they come up short at something or something different.
Sadness differs from individual to individual; a touchy individual will probably get tragic in light of the fact that their emotions are effectively harmed however it doesn’t imply that the individuals who are not as delicate won’t ever get pitiful. It is a feeling that can totally change what you look like at your general surroundings. Sadness can make you so negative that you can just spotlight on every one of the negatives around you. A few people don’t need others to try and realize that they are experiencing a harsh stage throughout everyday life and these individuals tend to hold every one of their feelings inside which escalates the sentiment since it is eating that individual from within. But at least I can write to feel better.
Aapka Matlooba Number is a comedy theatrical play by ALL4ONE Pakistan, directed by M. Atif Siddique, co-written by M. Atif Siddique, Hassan Jawad Rana, assisted by Saim Raza Zaidi, co-produced by Ovais Mushtaq, Muhammad Bin Baseer, Hassan Jawad Rana and M. Atif Siddique.
Islamabad, once again is becoming one of the happening city. Since ages, comedy and humour has been used to relax people who feel tangled in day to day hectic work routines and stressed out life..
Organized in the capacious theater of the Aiwan-I-Quaid, F-9 Park, specialists in the innovative creation of “All4One” gave an enchanting execution in the hour and a half satire play “AapkaMatlooba Number” and kept the gathering of people stuck to their seats from the minute the window ornament ascended to the last exchange of the play. Components of inventiveness, amusement and advancement were taking care of business in the play.
I won’t go in the little details of the set up and scenes because I really want you to see it with your eyes. Why should I break your interest? Well look at the visuals, I must say they will definitely temp you to experience theater play yourself. Remember, do write to us if you like the play.