After having mum's handmade and the most yummiest,zestiest 'chanay wali chaat' in Iftari and offering our Maghrib prayers we sat in our sofas watching T.V. Right after watching "Did you know that?" and "Mad Labs" we scrolled channels from Cartoon Network to Geo and from Geo to the most schizophrenic channel. We started discussing how Ms.xyz puts so so irrelevant and farcical thoughts into her dramas. By now I hope you people would have understood what I am exactly talking about. (But that's not what I really want to talk on further) We heard a voice like somebody slamming our nearby washroom door, goodness it didn't had some squeaky handle or else we would have concluded a paranormal or ghostly activity.(I think I should stop using that word otherwise I would not be able to listen a haunted show tonight on FM) Anyways it went all so sudden and unexpected yet so blissful! I felt the real ephemera even now while I write this.
My sister could hear a whooshing sound from Launch window, like the voice of horse's hooves hitting the ground hard slightly less than that. "Rain, Rain" she almost started shouting so did I, leaving my laptop at the side of table and gushing towards the door. Even if anyone would have told me my blog is being awarded I wouldn't stop because it was RAINING and that surely was a great feeling, instead seldom to be seen at least for all the Karachites! *drums beating and whistles*
"Bhayee when would it rain in Karachi...huh" The whole vacations hearing about Rain all over Pakistan except Karachi on Geo was a feeling of jealousy all the time! Our rainy days where almost unlikely every morning when the sun arose. But it didn't meant impossible actually in a way Allah was waiting just for the right time to open the showers of the dark, ponderous clouds for Karachi so that's special isn't it?
As I rushed outside in the garden towards the backside of our house, above me I could hear the thick water droplets tipping on the leaves and ground. I ran with all the wind blowing in my face, almost wet, trying to feel the pleasant aroma of mud and rain in my vicinity. The rain didn't stop all those hours, it was raining harder by now and I was shivering now. I sat on our door-step my teeth clinching with each other, my jaw was quivering and body shaking. The wind tossed my hair, whispered in my ear, hypnotizing me towards the pleasant atmosphere, it was so cold, even it is now so Mr.Bubble Blog you should have known so thank me for letting you know how the world had suddenly become. Some having goosebumps, some worrying, some being so excited that they rushed to the roofs and screamed, the night had totally turned wet. I wanted the moment to pause, everything to stay the same, same numbness a gratifying one but yes I had to come out from the illusions in my mind and back in house planning for tomorrow. I wish I had a Nikon to capture all that anyways I still had a Digital little Sony to capture Independence (14th Aug).
And just when I checked my Facebook after that there were many statuses for rain, just in some hours rain had gathered many fans.
Ramadan, nearly 14th August and Rain, such an awesome feeling. I feel so contended. Thank-you so much Allah! The weather had turned perfectly the way we had photo-shopped it in our minds to be.
We had prayed a lot for rain and it finally rained now so why not raise our hands towards him and thank him, who blessed us with everything, our taps have water but we still want rain, that mesmerizing feeling of something awesome taking place and a reason to smile. Lets raise our hands and thank him today for showering his blessings on us even on a sinner. Why regret he knows whats better for you. thats what I call the night just before 14th August.
And and and Happy Independence Day.(Since its 14th by now because its above 12 am) We love you Pakistan.It's almost always that mom has the strongest and the quietest influence on us. She balances so many roles and she does it all with a smile and that's what our country does:Pakistan! All over facebook you'd see almost every Pakistani changing the profile pictures to green slogans or flags or even the poses of salutes:D!
Its the love that comes from the core of heart from the whole nation to its country!:) Happy Independence day once again! Proud to be a Pakistani. So lets get started with the Mili-naghmas.
Stay blessed Pakistan♥
Written By your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-)
My sister could hear a whooshing sound from Launch window, like the voice of horse's hooves hitting the ground hard slightly less than that. "Rain, Rain" she almost started shouting so did I, leaving my laptop at the side of table and gushing towards the door. Even if anyone would have told me my blog is being awarded I wouldn't stop because it was RAINING and that surely was a great feeling, instead seldom to be seen at least for all the Karachites! *drums beating and whistles*
"Bhayee when would it rain in Karachi...huh" The whole vacations hearing about Rain all over Pakistan except Karachi on Geo was a feeling of jealousy all the time! Our rainy days where almost unlikely every morning when the sun arose. But it didn't meant impossible actually in a way Allah was waiting just for the right time to open the showers of the dark, ponderous clouds for Karachi so that's special isn't it?
As I rushed outside in the garden towards the backside of our house, above me I could hear the thick water droplets tipping on the leaves and ground. I ran with all the wind blowing in my face, almost wet, trying to feel the pleasant aroma of mud and rain in my vicinity. The rain didn't stop all those hours, it was raining harder by now and I was shivering now. I sat on our door-step my teeth clinching with each other, my jaw was quivering and body shaking. The wind tossed my hair, whispered in my ear, hypnotizing me towards the pleasant atmosphere, it was so cold, even it is now so Mr.Bubble Blog you should have known so thank me for letting you know how the world had suddenly become. Some having goosebumps, some worrying, some being so excited that they rushed to the roofs and screamed, the night had totally turned wet. I wanted the moment to pause, everything to stay the same, same numbness a gratifying one but yes I had to come out from the illusions in my mind and back in house planning for tomorrow. I wish I had a Nikon to capture all that anyways I still had a Digital little Sony to capture Independence (14th Aug).
And just when I checked my Facebook after that there were many statuses for rain, just in some hours rain had gathered many fans.
Ramadan, nearly 14th August and Rain, such an awesome feeling. I feel so contended. Thank-you so much Allah! The weather had turned perfectly the way we had photo-shopped it in our minds to be.
We had prayed a lot for rain and it finally rained now so why not raise our hands towards him and thank him, who blessed us with everything, our taps have water but we still want rain, that mesmerizing feeling of something awesome taking place and a reason to smile. Lets raise our hands and thank him today for showering his blessings on us even on a sinner. Why regret he knows whats better for you. thats what I call the night just before 14th August.
And and and Happy Independence Day.(Since its 14th by now because its above 12 am) We love you Pakistan.It's almost always that mom has the strongest and the quietest influence on us. She balances so many roles and she does it all with a smile and that's what our country does:Pakistan! All over facebook you'd see almost every Pakistani changing the profile pictures to green slogans or flags or even the poses of salutes:D!
Its the love that comes from the core of heart from the whole nation to its country!:) Happy Independence day once again! Proud to be a Pakistani. So lets get started with the Mili-naghmas.
Stay blessed Pakistan♥
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Written By your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-)
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