Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Taha Iqbal

"No matter how serious life gets .You still got to have that one person you can be completely stupid with"
So there is  this loud ,hysterical and unstoppable laughter can only be associated with one person…Taha Iqbal.
Jokes are part of his everyday conversation…and he is witty to the core.Yes there are some surprising shows of humor too..like jumping off the see-saw suddenly..or over taking in the car racing….resulting in     an injured wife in both the cases:P.. Or while shopping …he would suddenly ask loudly..'why are you hiding things in your pocket saad!..dont steal'..leaving one dumb founded…:D
We have seen his innumerable  hairstyles…he is one of those lucky persons who look good with just any hair style. We have also seen his innumerable moods….lively…fierce..tears….happy and wild..!..:d
He was there ..when I needed blood for my nanoo…thank you taha:) I will never forget this kindness.
He is one who would give you an honest opinion…..for example ..the first time I put on foundation after shadi..he was laughing and rolling on the floor….and he told right away that it looked funny!..Lol.
We have always enjoyed his arguments with Saad….which are always entertaining and ever-going.
Taha is a cricket-manic, book worm and life of the party.

"Believe you can and you're halfway there."
He is a competent and confident  individual who is bound to succeed where ever he goes inshallah.

Taha…we love you..and your laugh:)

Thursday, October 8, 2015

he and she

When asked something
Not ever in any haste
He would pause and ponder.
A silence prevailed..
For a moment you would think..maybe he has not heard.
But then you would hear..
Some words of wisdom..
A good piece of advise.

As you would enter her house..
She would light up instantly..
She would look at you..
For So long
With so much love..
For a moment you would think..you are the world to her.
For so long..
With so much concentration
For a moment you would think..she is cherishing and absorbing 
Your each and every move.

There were no bad hair days in her house..
Because you were always the most beautiful person to her.

He would restraint himself from food not recommended for him
She would pick everything…not recommended for her.

In pain..she would warn and rebel..
He would oblige and smile.

He would sit in the garden chair every evening..
Calling everyone out..
To enjoy the beauties of nature..
She would make excuses not to go out..
But would oblige after constant calls from him.

He would advice not to waste time..
To study as much as one could..
She would advice to take a holiday..
To rest as much as one could.

He would seek out help..
With computer..and other things.
She would scold…
To let us eat..or else sleep.

He would tell every time..
You have the ability..
She would tell every time..
You are beautiful!

They would argue with each other 
and snap back with quick replies..
filled with humor and quick wit..
She would be annoyed and upset..
He would wink and smile

He listened to his mind..
She obeyed her heart.

Together ..
They cared for each of us..
Showered their love on each of us .
But both in their own distinct way.

He was strong as a rock..
She was fragile as a rose petal.

Friday, July 17, 2015


I started this blog to celebrate the people who are still living and we do not  find time to appreciate them.
Nanno.You are not in this world any more..But I will still celebrate you …because I still feel you are with me.!!l
If people were gem , I would call you 'diamond' of the rarest kind.

I remember how her face used to brighten up...when we visited her...
I read a quote some where 'Grandma always made you feel she had been waiting to see just you all day and now the day was complete"

It is so true...the smile on her face...and request in her eyes when we were leaving to come again.......and whether we stayed with her for a long time ..or short it was always short for her..
She made us feel so special.No one can make you feel that special . Just the way , she looked at us made us  feel like a princess.

On every occasion and even on little achievements, she would gift us some dress. When she died, her little diary was  full of  reminders and calculations about  birthday gifts, graduation gifts, matric-passing gifts, new baby gifts etc.

When ammi visited nannoo and we were at home, she saved some of the delicious things for us and would not let anybody else eat  it.
If she were the administrator of our college of our school or office we would have got 6 days holidays in a week.

You would keep calling until all of your children and grandchildren got back from  their schools and offices.
You were a loving person.And you would begin to adore every candidate of rishta  that came for her grand daughters.'Mujhay lagta hai isee sai shadi ho gee iss ki shadi..ham ko bohat mohabbat  lag rahi h ai'..and we would say..'nanoo aap ko to her kisi sai mohabbat lagti hai'

Her heart  was soft  as wax. It melted so quickly for everyone.

Nannoo even though you are no more with us, You will  rule and shine on our lives forever!