Monday, May 16, 2011

ACCA blues!

I've spent most of my ACCA life crying over how I don't belong here, how ACCA is not for me and how I totally detest myself for getting into this mess. Well, now, I've decided that it's time to stop my harping. And why not? I have finally realised,thanks to the hubby for his constant motivating lectures, that it is, after all , I, who is going to benefit from it- BIG TIME!

ACCA might be boring, with no room for innovation and might also be the most dry course of this world- it is going to pay me good. If I work, that is, and if I do not decide to drop out in the end, which I'm most likely to if, the husband stops pushing me around for this particular reason. Which he won't- hopefully. As it is, I will obviously have no issues in staying at home and serving the husband chapatis when, the very likes of my species are all ambitious and shit. I used to be that, though, once upon a time..

So, anyway, the very thought of the husband's motivating lectures and the amount of time, that is spent on trying to get my head in the books by the poor lad, is exactly what is making me study these days.

And hence, I make peace with the preposterous thought, that I will be one of the proud members of ACCA some day. Hopefully, inshAllah!

Monday, May 9, 2011

Blessed!

He didn't show up. Not that I already didn't know he won't.
So it's been a year and I'm not going to go all cliche saying ohhh how time flies but I can't help it because it does fly. This year was undoubtedly one of the best years of my life. And I'm sure many more awesome years are yet to come.
Three more months, another three and we shall be together, living our own life =)
Insha'Allah =)
Happy Anni, love =)
and thank you for tolerating my crap for all these months.
I am blessed, indeed!

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Of being nikahofied

I had never thought being married would be sho much fun. I know how I avoided writing posts about my engaged/married life in my previous posts cuz I just didn't find it right for some odd reason. But now I know I was just being stupid.

So, there's going to be a lot of bragging from now on =P I mean why not. Right? Right ^.^

 I'll mark a year of my nikah in 4 days. Aah. How I wish he was here. It's going to suck without him. I'm actually secretly praying for him to land at my door on the 8th, which is not going to happen cuz it's just not possible. Sigh. But I still have my fingers crossed.

Hubby never fails to surprise me. Which is pretty cool.. Even though this time I know you're not gonna show up cuz had you been planning to, I would've gotten the hint by now, just how I know what the surprise is gonna be. I'm just cooler you know.

Why do people have to go abroad to study? Really. Pakistan is just equally awesome and is it fair to get married, spend time with your wife, make her feel like she's the luckiest girl on this planet with the awesomest hubby and then just fly away for more than a year so that she rots here shopping and celebrating anniversaries on her own. It's just unfair. Brutal rather.

You do see what you're turning me into, yes? Such a wife.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Social mommies and love sick maids

Don't you just hate hosting dawats? No? You don't? Oh right. How about you have people coming over your house every 4 days out of a 7 days week. Yes? Now you do? Good. Cuz we are on the same page then.

Why do mommies have to call every other newly wed couple over for dawat? Fine, it's a tradition, they are her daughter's in-laws yada yada but they ditched me. okay, I'm not even going to get into that. Just the work. There's hell lotta work to do man.
So, we had this maid who, obviously was in love with her ex-husband and this other dude from her village as well and decided to elope with that village man. As much as I'm happy that she didn't re-marry her ex, which would've been haram ofcourse but, why? Why did she elope? She could've just married that man and still come to work. That would've been better. But oh no no no she just had to run away.

Ugh.

Yes I  have a new maid but she's an old woman who takes off on sundays and my mum wouldn't call her on a sunday cuz awnnn she deserves a break too. She does. Dawats are a pain. i dunno what's gonna happen after rukhsati and I'll learn to cook I know Beena aunty will be there to help but the whole thought is just too scary.

Mum, you shouldn't be raising the bars this high for me.