365 days, June 8th

Do Not Disturb: Privacy

Managing privacy is not easy,

Using my nickname is one option

the other perhaps staying away

from social media

If nothing works become a hermit

live in a remote island,

And build a thatched house.

It sure is one way to

manage my privacy.


365 days, June 6th: Four Stars

Write a review of your life____ or the life of someone close to you___ as if it were a movie or a book.

My Life A Review

I grew up in a fairly large family. My brothers outnumbered my sisters. I didn’t mind this inequality. I played with my brothers more.

In school my favourite subjects were Spelling and Moral Science. Both helped me score more than my classmates.

At home I became the leader for my younger brothers to explore the area slightly beyond our house.

In the evening I spent time working on the never-ending homework which warned me do it or be ready to suffer the consequences.

My life was all pleasure in between some serious chores which only I, according to my parents was worthy of trusting.

My two older brothers, would taste the cream floating on the milk, this was an errand mom would rather have me do, even if I had to be awakened from the afternoon nap.

We were a happy family, mom cooked the most delicious meals on the planet which I along with my beloved siblings believed.

This lavish living turned our world upside down, on a sunny morning when all mankind were doing their own thing. Our beloved Dad’s health took a serious turn from which he never recovered.

We became orphan overnight. Mom lost her smile, we were at a loss thinking how can we survive without Dad. Slowly and painfully we pulled ourselves together and prepared to leave our most favourite city forever.

Destiny put us in a small town, where we started our life . It was painful but we had no choice, how could we, the change was so drastic.

My siblings and I concentrated on our education, I was in sixth standard in my previous school. There was a school where the medium of instruction was English, I could not register as I was in a higher grade.

The school was started by Catholic nuns they started with grade one, it had been four years, and they only had up to sixth grade.

Rather than do nothing I prepared to sit for the matriculation examination as a private candidate.

I passed the exam and registered in a local college. I started taking my studies seriously. I did not burn the midnight oil but enough to complete my education successfully.

After completing my education, I started thinking about work. I realized to teach, I need an education degree. I went to Lahore, Pakistan, to finish my education degree.

I returned home and taught for four years. I received a scholarship to study ‘Teaching English As A Foreign Language.’ After finishing my course, in London, England. I came back, taught in a school for a year.

I immigrated to Montreal, Canada, to join my husband, who was an Ophthalmologist in one of the hospitals.

From Montreal we moved to Gander, Newfoundland. I taught in an elementary school for several years.

Then we realized our kids would benefit if we moved to St. John’s when they were ready for higher studies.


365 Days, June 4th : Red pill, blue pill

If you could get all the nutrition in a day with a pill___ no worrying about what to eat, no food preparation___ would you do it?

I don’t know if a mere pill can be a substitute for a variety of foods we consume in our daily life.

Globally I doubt man will invent a pill that will be enough to satisfy billions of people living on our planet.

We have different tastes, some of us like rice as the staple food, others like bread. Our eating habit depends on what can or cannot be produced according to the climate. We are creatures of habit and it’s impossible to change our eating habit with a pill. The pills we take normally is to prevent certain diseases. Besides pills taken these days have side effects which results in a host of other problems.

I think of myself when I tried to stop my hair from falling by taking a pill. It not only made it worse but added allergy to the list of my problems. The immunologist I went to told me, ‘you do not have any allergy, go ahead and eat anything you want.’

I could not rely on her diagnosis and chose to leave out certain foods that can cause a person allergy.

I’d rather take the trouble of shopping, cooking daily to prevent me from taking a pill that may give me a whole slew of allergies. I’ll vote No for pills.

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365 days, June third: Tourist Trap

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Rawalpindi a city in Pakistan is the place I loved, I wasn’t a tourist but went there with my Dad because he was posted there. We met a few serious obstacles on our way there. I will not remind myself about the trials we faced for it sure will put a damper on my beloved Rawalpindi.It is a beautiful city in Pakistan.

It has a long History of nations occupying it, but remains untouched. We arrived here when everything seemed perfect, the people the landscape it was almost like a paradise on earth.

I studied in a school where the motto was, ‘spare the rod, spoil the child.’ It did not matter the teachers were awesome, they taught us beautiful songs I hum even today.

In the morning I was in school, afternoon was adventure with my three younger siblings.

We had a race course nearby our house, we could watch horse race standing at the back of our house.

Each day we discovered a new place. One day we landed in a place where there was a huge outdoor gathering, some of the people were frying parathas in large woks. They were celebrating Muharram and we were offered these tasty fried breads that kind of resembled tortillas but tasted heavenly.

Another day the four of us walked at the back of our house and saw houses, in one there were some plants, they looked interesting. One of my brothers plucked one to bring it home. He was caught by the owner, we ran away leaving him there to get the punishment he deserved for being so naughty.

He wasn’t punished but was allowed to bring it home, when they found out our Dad was an Assistant secretary in the ministry of defense. If my Dad ever found out about this incidence, I’m sure we’d be grounded for the rest of our lives.

We were children and God knew we meant no harm, therefore we were forgiven I guess.

If I was given the choice to go for a trip, Rawalpindi would be the place I’d visit.


365 days, June 2: The Zone

Of all the things mentioned, I consider music my favourite. There are a number of songs I love to listen countless times. Come to think of it the lyrics of these songs gives me knowledge that is not available in one book.

In one of the lyrics of a Tagore song the poet talks to the breeze, here is my translation:

Softly softly blow O restless breeze,

The midnight flute is playing,

Be calm be calm O restless breeze

I am a tiny flame of the lamp,

Because of you,

I stay awake alone in fear.

Whisper softly in my ear,

What is on your mind.

I’d like you to bring your string of verse,

From far off land and drop it off ,

In the corner of my house.

I have something to say to the dawn’s star,

Which I secretly wish to whisper in your ear,
O restless breeze.


365 Days, June 1st: Silver lining

Write about something you consider “Ugly”–war, violence, failure, hatred___ but try to find beauty, or a sense of hope, in your thoughts.

In my several years of teaching there was one occasion when I asked my pupils what they’d like to write on that day, to my surprize more hands were raised in favour of writing about war, violence and hatred. These were mostly boys so I asked the girls to raise their hand if they agreed with the boys. The answer was, “Yes.”

‘Not a good idea’ I said.

I thought they are nine years old this was my opportunity to point out the difference between , war and peace, love and hatred. Whether I convinced them or not, I’m not sure, but I felt at least they know what I thought.

I experienced war, violence, hatred and killing at a very young age. In my mind these words were erased from my memory, until I saw what happened in Minneapolis a week ago.

People are showing their anger by burning down shops, destroying buildings because an innocent man was killed by a cop.

I feel the leaders should try to calm their citizens by making them understand hatred, violence and destruction can never solve problems.

In these trying times the people need someone who can assure them that this kind of murder of an innocent man will never happen.

There is a silver lining to the violence that erupted after the death of George Floyd that the recognition will come in the minds of people who discriminate against people who are of a different colour, ethnicity, religion that enough is enough, it needs to stop, that humans should not be weighed by their race, religion, or colour, but we are all humans created by one Creator.