Today is my friend’s birthday, but…

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Today is my friend’s 18th birthday.

I did attend her surprise birthday party and gave her a nice gift, wished her on time and put on an obligatory birthday wish status and display picture with her to tell her how much she means to me. But as I was typing a long birthday wish for her, I had a flashback of the moments we have spent together in college and the only thing that came in my mind was a bitter comment made by her about me in front of everyone, including me. The memory of that day and that moment was still alive, hemmed in some corner of my brain, now dancing shamelessly like a harlot in front of my eyes, reminding me of the day my soul was torn apart from my body.

It wasn’t a bad comment on my character, it was on my personality. The reason it pierced my heart so much was because I have heard that comment before, from someone else, someone who claimed to be my best friend. And even though we are still in contact whenever I think about her the first thing that comes in my mind is the same comment. And I’d be lying if I say that it doesn’t hurt me. Because it does. It certainly does. And we all know that physical wounds can be healed but emotional wounds cannot. The pain of that comment will always stay in my heart and even if that (the birthday girl) was incredibly sweet and helpful to me in past, even though she apologized a lot for that comment later on and even though I have forgiven her, the first memory that comes of her in my mind will always be that same comment.

Please, never think for a moment that your words don’t have any effect on others.  Bitter words hurt more than the peeling of skin from our body with the help of a knife, more than the pain of a completely broken nail from our skin. And even if you think someone is not as good as you please keep it to yourself and don’t say that on their face. Because there is a 99% chance he already knows that, and secretly he is just trying to change that. Think from your heart before you speak, keep yourself in his place and think how would you feel if you were him and someone said the same to you? You would never forgive him/her. It takes a trillion compliments to build someone’s personality and your one harsh comment can take it all down, or worse, just kill him from inside.

Spread peace, love and kindness!

Love,

Fiya.

100 Good deeds challenge: Last

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Hello folks! Hope everyone’s good. Nope, I did not forget about my challenge. Infact, I finished it a long time ago and noted down all the good deeds, just couldn’t find enough time to post all of them, plus I didn’t want to waste my good deeds and be the victim of God’s wrath by showing them off to the world…. Sooo, just thought to post my last 6 good deeds of the 100 good deeds challenge.
And here you goooo:

95. Massaged Grandpa’s feet when he was feeling really sick. (Love you Grandpaa! Please get well soon)

96. Helped mum in her daily chores.(I love food)

97. Helped an 80 year old neighbor to walk in the street (That wide smile on her face. Pure happiness!)

98. Forgave two girls who were my bitterestestestestestest enemies! (NO COMMENTS)

99. Helped a friend in college admissions (A friend in need is a friend indeed)

100. Donated half of my pocket money to buy an Eid dress for an ex-maid’s daughter (Eid means celebrations, and celebrations should be equal for poor and rich. That’s what my religion is about!)

Life is too precious to be worrying about whether or not to be good to anyone. Forgive, forget and move on. Please, never waste a chance to do a good deed because one day or another it will all come back to you. Your kindness, your favors will come back to you and your niceness will bring you great rewards. Trust me, this law of Karma actually works wonders!

Spread love, spread peace and spread happiness. That’s what life’s all about.

All my love,
Fiya.



A ‘Color Me!’ Day gone wrong!!!

Photo credits: Rai. Our pool filled with powder colors :)

Photo credits: Rai.
Our pool filled with powder colors 🙂

My sister’s bestfriend, Rai threw a ‘Color me lad!’ party yesterday in which I was also invited. Expecting many trays filled with colors, I went there but got to know that the color supplier had looted her, in 1000 PKR, he only gave her a spoonful of colors. We were expecting this party to be a total flop when my sister’s other friend (Ima) got handfuls of food colors from the supermarket and so our party began with a bam!

JUMP EVERYONE!!

JUMP EVERYONE!!

Rai got overexcited and threw everyone in the pool!

Mah spent all her time telling everyone how cute they look

Dee joined in later, but decided to put on colors to her face herself because everyone else seemed to be busy! (I was not, so I took notes! :P)

Ree filled me with all colors and tried fixing the water gun

Aich stood in the corner and showered water on everyone

Ima’s shirt was torn off and no one knows how!!!

Raya (my sister) kept on wondering if these colors would actually come off our faces or not.

Me and the girls after playing color me lad

Me and the girls after playing color me lad

And well it was all fun and colors and water and photos… until we decided to take a shower for supper…

…And we realized that all the colors were permanent…
The colors won’t come off!!!!!!

Everyone’s face was like a world map with different countries printed on it in different colors

I decided with Aich, that I’m the empress of that pink colored country on her face.

We emptied bottles of baby lotion and body lotion in a desperate attempt to cleanse away the colors from our faces but no use
We emptied the bottle of hand wash (it was my lame idea that the chemicals in hand wash are harsher and that would help to get the stains off our faces)

NO USE!
BEAUTIFUL TIED AND DYED FACES

At the end of the day everyone’s face was puffed up with worry, everyone kept scrubbing out layers and layers of their skin. Some of them even tried bleaching their faces, but no help.
Luckily after so much trouble, my face and hair ended up cleaner than before (Thankyou lady luck! I love you too)

But for others, this party did not end up so well, leaving colors on their faces and tears in their eyes, reminding me of the quote….

“You’re too ‘colorful’ to be depressed”