This year 2011 has given me the most beautiful moments of my life. This year has completed my moments. I have met wonderful personalities, in this year. This year gave me moments, that were ordinarily very sad and pathetic to pull yourself through, but there was an entity who pulled me through the worst times of my life. I, before a month, was ready to call this the worst year but my surroundings made me learn a lesson of satisfaction.
In January, we shifted to to our new house which taught me to be a loner, as the same time a social person with the assets of dealing my friends and human beings. It was first time in my life that I was shifting to another home. We shifted to our former residency when I was 13 years old. I did not feel anything, but this time I was missing the living room, the kitchen and the bathrooms, especially. It was not fun for me to spend my 30 days without Dishtv, or any news channels and especially without Internet connection. However, I succeeded to resist the temptations and anger, which was due to live in loneliness, a new environment and a new society with their typical traditional living standards. To me, the last opportunity to protect myself from a transformation, actually took me to a transformation from a teenage to a mature teenager. (Those who think, I am playing my trumpet, you are free to think. I know what I went through, and you will be going through the kind of terrible times, as well) It was the time, when I started reading religious books and wrote few poems. At the time, I wanted to pull myself through the time and today, I am the happiest to have been pulled through ‘such a time’. The month of January was a blessing.
The other months, February, March and April went quite well with me traveling the road of fate and destiny, that one of quotations bestowed me. In the month of April, on 19th April I recruited myself in a college, which I despised at the time.
I: “I do not want to meet people, who are still in complexes of wearing a dupatta or putting it off as a fashion statement. I do not want to sit with people, who do things that their family do not allow them. I do not want to walk in the college with people, who do not know the meaning of the world “Life” but yet, living it. I never wanted to live in an atmosphere, where people thought either to be senior or junior, in accordance with their fashion statements andremaning unaware about culture, civilization and traditions.”
It is true that Pakistani youth is influenced by western media and culture, and somewhere they are missing to understand it in its right interpretation.
What I feared, entered, as moments, in my life, all the time and all the year. Fear kills, and I was borne once again, having been killed in the ashes of my fear, and became self-conscious, self absorbed and self-centered.
After traveling the year, I can say that I am glad that I read in a college with the kind of people, who had no base of knowledge and information, but studying Political Science and International Relations. I was frustrated at them, when I had to take English compulsory subject’s class, and teacher teaching what was subject, what was object and what was verb in the sentence. I remember, I shouted at friends and preferred to curse myself among the books, in the library of the college. I was sitting in the library, cursing myself to be patient at the decision of my father. At the time, I saw a book in the cupboard of the library, namely “Psychology”. I took the book, and started reading it. Afterwards, I went into the roads of the 2010, and compared my study on woman to the real situation of the woman in Pakistan. And I witnessed the same: “Despite being genius and the most intelligent with the special endowments of understanding, they were fragile. They were right, but partially wrong about being self-conscious. They were what society told them, not what they wanted to be, at the some time following their family values.”
This moment helped me a lot to be tolerant, patient and resistant in the college, and behave. I performed very well, obtaining good marks and remaining at the first position in B.A. department of the college, and in all my subjects.
I met the problems of Pakistan, not by reading them, but by witnessing them through my emotions and standing vis-a-vis with them. Every Pakistan is aware, eradication in corruption, whether in the education departments or in the economical departments of the country, would bring prosperity to Pakistan.
As a Pakistani, I am seeing a good future of Pakistan, with melodrama scenes and scenarios in the country. It has been a joy to read and hear the election campaigns of different political parties, which are, really and actually, influencing public opinions. I must say, Imran Khan has a command on Political Dynamics. Though, I am not belonging any PTI. I like MQM and PPPP (Oh, I am just trolling, been a time I did this.)
As a student, I am waiting for my B.A I examinations, and then results. I know, there is a paper corruption in Pakistan, which exists and has been existing, where favoritism, nepotism and bossism are welcomed. There are of course threats to the sovereignty of the country, those who are pressing the threat are not only external forces. You get the picture.
As a girl and a human being, I am hoping for good. There has been movies and reality shows, predicting and presenting an imagination of natural disasters in the world. I am hoping, I would be reading this post on 31st December 2012, in this world being unharmed.
2011 is not a bygone. Whatever 2011 taught me, would remain with me all my life. The teachings, the moments, the promises and the ideas I happened to in this year, would be my assets, assuredly. 2011 is surely not a bygone.
Happy New Year Everyone!