Category Archives: life

Being Melancholic!

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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.

 

 

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I Am Broken

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I m not a depressed person, I am  one  fun loving person I never took tensions not even in final exams nor  after  attempting the  whole  paper  like I did not  know what i  wrote in there, and even then when I used to  return  home i  used  to  say  I  attempted it to the  best assuring all I will be scoring  highest where as within it was  always  sure to  me that I was zero.

I loved living care free not  thinking what  will  happen in future. I  clearly thought what will come  will be  tackled well with my father along. My utmost support, who  believed in me. No doubt  mama believe in me the  same  but still deep inside i  feel broken glass pieces in myself which i can not  communicate with any one. Not even to myself all in return I  have is headache and lots of tears.

Later  as  he passed  to the eternity. Life was so unfair, that was the point I realized how  difficult it is to live. Having a home is  more than  a blessing, yet how to  make it stand  strong is the thing. I  know  i m writing  nonsense but  this  is the only  place I  get  relaxed after writing. I can’t show  my tensed  tears and  breathing to  my mom..

This  blog  is  not  as  social  as I m on  facebook so  nobody knows  what a  heartache  i  go  through thinking  all the time to work  n  work  more. Small  freelance tasks to  take in and being  an  equal  support  to mummy where as not  showing  to  her I  get  equally concerned, i know  baba you  read what i write but my  miss  you  so much.. more than an  hour  of  nonstop  tears and  blocked  nose. Yet staying  firm in front of  people  is  so  hard. I  don’t  say  I  m strong I  say I am a joker.. Heart is pounding hard like it  is  at  the  moment  pumping  in  my  head and I  wont  be  able to  write  more I guess I  m better  after writing a bit but  still my eyes hurt and I  cant communicate  what i  have  inside

The EYELINER Story After Graduation

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So, after clearing up 9th semester happily – it is almost a year about this thing.

I learnt so many things after i was no more in NUML.

The most important to me is this one, stated as

Finally I can apply eyeliner on my eyes myself.

Well this is the most creepiest of things to write about at the moment, 5am at night (As yet i m wide awake and have to take good night sleep soon)

But what I do when the cough is not letting me sleep and my brain is wandering around.

So, i was remembering the time I was never able to apply eyeliner to myself. Each time either a cousin, neighbours,

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classfellow, junior, senior, teachers or even at times any body random in university had to do the honour of applying eyeliner to me.

Where I went through the lovlingly irritating words

  • Yar tumhari ankhy bht choti hy
  • Color hi krna prta hy nzr nhi ata
  • Ankhy na hilao na

As if I did that intentionally :/

Well, I remember while I had an interview travelling through Metro. I asked the lady at metro station who checks you before entrance to apply eyeliner to me..

Well later on even in office I got a friend (water) i call her she used to do that.

But Now finally, I apply the eyeliner on my eyes my self

Yayyyy!

Nothing much it is just an excerpt from my mind at 5am.

 

Talent and Skills Cursed by Reference System

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“WE DO NOT HAVE A DEMOCRATIC MEDIA, I WROTE THIS PIECE TO ALL NEWSPAPERS YET NO ONE DARED TO PUBLISH. SO I DECIDED TO BRING IT OUT” Fatima Hasan Zaidi

 

Dream big to achieve big in life, all my 16 years of education circled around this phrase; but nobody told me that I m living in a country where degree, qualification, talent, skills and experience does not matter. It is an insignificant little thing cursed by the reference system.

Where ever I go with my resume with massive experience in my relevant subject, where my publications, skills, experience and my hard work is the only reference I have. I m not entertained by the authorities because either they do not trust in themselves and are afraid to see the resume and hire on what their mind says or they do not have the potential to do so.

All they need is a strong living being to be at the back of the one who wants to do something and they fail to understand that the reference won’t be putting in effort in the work but the person who stand firm with a CV.
I wonder if reputed organizations ever change their policies and optimistically hire the graduates on behalf of what they are and not what their sources are.