A Key-Chains Destiny

She found her lips curling up as she rattled the keys in her hand. Somehow, the rattling sound was giving her a sense of ownership and happiness, something she never felt before. She carefully observed the silver key chain in her hand.

“When did I get it?”, she thought to herself.

The key chain was a gift from her uncle that she received when she was 19 years old. At that time she thought of it as a souvenir from France that she had no reason to bring in use as she didn’t have any keys for the key-chain to hold. But, now things had changed. Just by looking at the keys, she could see how much she had matured over the past few years.

From an aimless girl to a strong one.

From a person who never cared about her clothing to a relatively sophisticated one.

From someone who never believed in herself to a confident one.

She was now a senior student with a job as well as the responsibility of her workplace.

“I hope I can protect what I have and perform my duties well!”, she thought to herself.

“So this was the key-chains destiny”

 

A little comeback post + explanation for my followers

Assalam, hi, anneyonhaseyo, konnichiwa and sawatdikap! So..Umm..I don’t know where to begin…I have so much to say and I don’t know if anybody cares about it or not…but I thought I should offer my explanation for not posting anything in a while by writing a post for the coming year. So, first of all happy new year! May God help you in achieving all your rightful aims and wishes!

Where to begin?? I think I should first thank the people who followed me during my hibernation period 😛 @christiannamony @lauramariewriter @Pakbazaar @softkittypurpurpur

Here are few of the things I did last year;

1. I graduated (well almost since we didn’t have a graduation ceremony)
2. Maybe I am sharing this for the first time but I am competing for a gold medal in bachelors (though I cant say something for sure because my competitor and I have same CGPA I think…She is a very good friend of mine and is also a blogger @meena114)
3. I actually prepared and presented a dissertation. Working in lab was amazing. Love chemistry (I also follow chemistry lovers on facebook :-D) The routine was quite hectic during the thesis!
4. I did not read any novels.
5. I made many new friends.
6. I learned how to party in a chemistry lab :-D.
7. I learned that sealing the lid of soft drink bottles with parafilm can help keeping the drink fresh :-D. One of my most favorite things in lab.
8. In this year, I shifted from American and Indian shows to Thai dramas and then to Korean dramas and other thingies. I love Korean culture because its a little bit similar to Pakistani culture.
9. I tried to learn some Thai and Korean. Hmm, I think I can do some basic stuff.
10. I have also started reading webtoons!
11. I cooked for others and became head home cleaner :-P. 
12. Ah..This list wont end!
13. Oh, how can I forget I took admission in the same university as before for doing M. Phil in Environmental Sciences (chemistry)
14. and that for the first I found a world famous celebrity with the same birth day/month/year as mine. As you may have guessed I was super excited and the testing for similar personality began!I was also going to mention the goals I have for 2018, but I think the readers might get bored.
    So, that’s all. Thank you, xiexie, khop kun kha and gumabsabneida for reading this post!

P.S: Reading subtitles has ruined my english. These days I say things like “Don’t remember. Long ago.” Huh! Also, I feel like a kid today. I know its a very childish post.

Garlic Mayo Sauce Recipe

Serve with french fries or pasta and enjoy!!

What is Paris Agreement all about?

I think this infographic summarises it all.

Wish Granted-Amazing New Experiences

So, in my last post, I asked you for your suggestions at Need Suggestions Please (about shoes)! about whether or not to buy high boots. If you visit my previous post you’ll understand why I wanted suggestions. Thanks to the suggestion of milae, I was motivated to buy them. I ordered them online (my first online shopping experience) and they look awesome.

So, Alhamdulillah I fulfilled my dream!

 

 

 

P.S: Mehwish you’re right. I have bought them but still don’t know how I am going to wear them!

Need Suggestions Please (about shoes)!

I wish to buy high boots but the issue is I don’t wear jeans at all. All my clothes have shalwars or trousers. And the length of the shirts are  till knees or below.

So, there is a sale that will last till 12 AM today. My budget is limited I want them as cheap as possible. But these shoes are knee high.

How can I wear high boots on shalwar and palazzos????

Another option is to wait for offseason sale on ankle high boots.Please tell me what to do..

Running Away!

She entered her room hastily and closed the door. She couldn’t bear to listen to her parents’ conversation. Only because it conveyed her a message. The message that she was growing up. She couldn’t bear the mere thought of leaving her comfort zone. Her home. How could she go away from a brother who does nothing but love her? Who she loved so much. How could she go away from her sister with whom she shared every laugh, joke, and feeling? How could she get away from her mother who loved her above all else? A father who loved her no matter what. But this was essential. And was going to happen one way or another. It was going to happen someday. And she would have to accept it that day. 

 

Just wondering!

Sorry, but Not Sorry

“I am sorry,” she said as if to put period to our long argument. But the look in her eyes. I had never seen it before. For a girl as gentle and kind as her, she looked vicious. Her eyes were focused right at me. There was an awkward stillness in them. She kept her eyes on me, her head a bit slanted, her arms crossed, as I reached the door. “I mean it,” she said, “I shouldn’t have hurt you.” I turned around feeling a bit of guilt in her voice, but all I saw was a ferocious animal with stone eyes. I reached for the handle. I knew her sorry was nothing but a formality. She would attack me again, whenever she deems it necessary. But I left the room hoping time would make her realize her mistake. As time, itself, is a great teacher…

Part of the Ordinary

I knew I had to clean all the tiny cob webs that had suddenly appeared on every wall in my house. So, I took my cob web cleaner in my hand and headed to complete my mission. As I was dusting and cleaning the walls and tube-lights, something caught my eye. For a moment I just stood there looking at it with wonder. Why hadn’t I noticed it before? My sister and I always complain about how our house is undecorated and how we require more frames to put on our walls. But in complaining about what we don’t have, we tend to forget what we do have. Everything around us that was once extraordinary eventually becomes part of the ordinary. What I was looking at was in-fact a beautiful frame hanging above my bedroom’s  door. Why was I astonished? Because I had forgotten that it ever existed. That is what happens to every extraordinary thing in our lives. Something new comes up becomes trendy and after a small amount of time becomes part of the ordinary. So, appreciate what you do have.