The time when…

Shades of Shumaila

The time when I hated you for sitting ON MY DESK when I met you for the first time.

The time we hated each other so much, we couldn’t stand a finger on the other side of a border we made for our tables.

The time when we two were the first ones to get punished, every day, for not knowing any answers in Physics. Still, we were proud of standing together.

The time when we tried to bunk school by jumping over the wall. Sadly, we weren’t ninjas back then B-)

The time when always you got scolded at school for the mess I’d done. Because, I was so good at plastering the *innocent face* 🙂

The time when someone loved the way you were waving your hairs *wink wink*

The time I got you the autograph from that someone.

The time when we made 100 excuses for not attending the…

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What Video Games Taught Me That School Didn’t

Passion is the key! I almost lost all interest in graduating when I lost the passion to make a robot. Which was why I chose engineering in the first place.

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I never enjoyed school.

I felt that most of what I was being taught was useless, I couldn’t pay attention and I didn’t preform very well.

In middle school I was so distracted that the teacher decided to have a meeting with my mother. She came up with the idea of giving me some play-doh that I could play with, along with a tape recorder to record the lessons so that I wouldn’t distract the other kids.

But there was something that could keep my attention.

Video Games

I loved the game Halo 2. It was a futuristic war game that involved team work, skill, strategy and many other aspects. I would login online every day to play this game for hours.

I think I missed almost all of grade 9 because of this game.
But, I learned things that I didn’t learn in school.

Only Passion Leads To Motivation

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The time when…

The time when I hated you for sitting ON MY DESK when I met you for the first time.

The time we hated each other so much, we couldn’t stand a finger on the other side of a border we made for our tables.

The time when we two were the first ones to get punished, every day, for not knowing any answers in Physics. We were proud of standing together.

The time when we tried to bunk school by jumping over the wall. Sadly, we weren’t ninjas back then B-)

The time when always you got scolded at school for the mess I had done. Because I was so good at plastering the *innocent face* 🙂

The time when someone loved the way you were waving your hair *wink wink*

The time I got you an autograph from that someone.

The time when we made 100 excuses for not attending the assembly. And we never lost the bet *wink*

The time when we sent each other ‘miss you love’ letters because the teacher changed our places in class.

The time when I was practicing my “skills” and poked your eye while putting your lens. You trusted me, despite knowing that it was my first time handling lenses 😉

The time when I almost pushed you off that dangerous cliff… Another regret of my life.

The time when I was so excited about going to the parlor with you that I came all the way to another corner of Muharraq. On foot. Without actually knowing the directions.

The time when we both were stuck in university on that horrible day and I heard a gun shot for the first time. Ah, that fear on our faces. *Adventurous*

The time I literally cried on your shoulder when dad scolded me. 😥

The time when you cry seeing the tears in my eyes. I’ve had never cried alone with you. You were always there. Crying with me (Except the last time I cried, you were in denial :p)

The time when I held Furqan for the first time in my arms and was feeling proud when people thought I’m his mother 😀

The time we shared “the look” when we saw an unexpectedly awesome car of our friend.

The time when we had the ‘Big’ fight & we thought things would never be the same. For sometime they weren’t. 😦

The time when we had another fight over a stupid misunderstanding that we almost gave up our friendship.

The time when I laughed at each of our ‘trying to be formal’ emails for communicating after the fight.

The time when I prayed to Allah for fixing things between us and we were good back again in no time. Alhumdulillah.

The time when we had an exam and all the questions had to be done with a calculator and you stood up to give me yours. Without giving a second thought about how will YOU solve them for yourself. *Salute*

The time when we used to copy in the exams only to find out that the questions were different 😀

The time when we made different mistakes and got exactly the same marks in our exams.

The time when I enjoyed all the pick & drop services from you. Which was almost all the time.

The time when you call all the numbers at my home to wake me up for reminders and submission of assignments before deadline.

The time when we were both broke. Twice. On the MOST IMPORTANT days.           *HOW DID THAT EVEN HAPPEN!!*

The time we were laughing so hard & loud that security gave us the ‘UoB rule book’ which we never knew even existed.

The time you stared at those girls so bad. Well, they started it. Finally, they got so embarrassed and left. Because no one, I repeat no one can beat ma girl in that 😀

The time when I know you remember hundred times more memories than I do because…memory -.-

The time when you were always there in my happy, sad, awful, fun, embarrassing, crazy times.

The time when I know we’ll be no longer meeting every day.

The time we’ll no longer be waiting for each other to have lunch together.

The time when we’ll be heading to different journeys from now on.

The time when I know you’re the bestest buddy I’ve ever had. ❤

The time when I tell you I love you and miss you. And more importantly I miss us.

To be continued…

Bittersweet 20!

I’ll be turning 21 this month. A lot happened this year. Few of my dreams shattered while few others were built with those shattered pieces.

If someone asks me about the turning point in my life, my thoughts and my personality, It’ll be none other than my 20th year on this weird planet. I’ve been in a process of constant change ever since I experienced the ‘Ultimate Betrayal’ of my life. Not by one, by many, within 24 hours. Yup!

Whenever someone hurts you, a part of you changes.

Now, I’m more strong yet fragile. I’m more clever yet gullible. I’m in the process of surprising myself. Knowing and building myself. Perhaps, I’m just growing up.

Random events while “Growing Up”

  • I met new friends. Close friends got closer while limiting the list of ‘friends’ by knowing the difference between acquaintances and friends.
  • I had the best of the best Ramadhan this year Alhumdulillah
  • Two of my childhood friends died. Both from cancer -.-
  • I drove 10 different kinds of cars *Yay* Maximum speed I could reach was 160… (Don’t tell my Dad)
  • I lost my way once and almost reached Saudi Arabia. *Yo Saudia I’m coming! *
  • One aunt asked my sister, no, she was confirming ‘If I’m the adopted child’. Oh, in another event another aunt told me “Aap ye na samjhein k aap cute hain (Don’t think you’re cute)” *what the?*
  • On my first day of training, I asked the boss “No! Who are you?” when he asked about what I’m doing here *eeee* And once, I asked one of the employees to bring me a glass of water. I kept asking him, ignoring his attempts to make me bring it myself. But finally, he said “Mein worker nahi hai (I’m not a spot boy) ” 😀
  • I reached UoB in 15 minutes which normally takes at least 30 mins. Don’t believe me?
  • I drove in the middle of a protocol of some Arab Sheikh. Surrounded by security cars and bikes. While eating ice cream! Like a Baws!
  • Last but not the least, I ignored ALL the Candy Crush requests on Facebook! Yes! I’m THAT evil.

Not much of growing up, was it? Well, many harsh things happened. I purposely didn’t mention them because some things are to learn a lesson from and then just *poof* no one should know about them.

I’m accustomed to learn things the hard way! Finally, now I actually have a purpose in life. I’m not just moving with the flow. Now, I’ve a goal. I’ve a vision. Looking forward to achieve it before reaching the final episode of the last season of my life. Meanwhile, about to capture new memories of Season 21 – Episode 1.

Pour Out Your Soul, Fill The Void

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I’m not going to lie, I’ve been depressed in the past. I’ve looked in the mirror without being able to understand the person looking back at me.

What do you want? What makes you happy? Why do you feel this void inside regardless of how things appear on the outside?

During these slumps I spent most of my time sleeping, eating out of boredom, devouring whole seasons of shows and consuming whatever I could to satisfy the feeling, or lack there of, inside me.
I felt unfulfilled and useless.

I still feel this way sometimes but I’ve learned how to push through it with one simple question that I ask myself every morning.

Do I want to be a consumer, or a producer?

Logically, if you feel an emptiness inside you, you are missing something that will make you feel complete again. I learned that this isn’t the case.

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The Pain of Regret!

It’s quite weird to start my first ever blog with a story about the biggest  one of the biggest regrets in my life. Well, this regret motivated me to write, so yeah!

~Story Time~

Once upon a time, there was this crazy and immature girl who is still learning to deal with the harsh realities of life. She was blessed with a loving family and amazing friends. Her dad was the most awesome person ever and her inspiration. One day, he gifted her a new car *Yayy*. So she went to celebrate with her friends. The weather was surprisingly very chilly (which is so rare in Bahrain) and they all had a great time at the beach. While returning back home, she almost destroyed four lives. Yup! Almost!

Okay… That girl is me, me, ME!

What happened that day was… *fIash back*

The incident happened yesterday! While driving back, my jeans were damp and I was feeling very cold, so I asked my friend sitting beside me to roll the windows up. She didn’t listen and refused. I thought of scaring her and a stupid idea struck my mind. The speed of my car was near 100 or more and I thought of tilting the car a little or shaking it to startle her. Aaaand I turned the steering wheel a little and DAMN! The car got out of control and only I know how I managed to take the control over it again (My friends still think that zig-zag pattern on the road was  done purposely)

Well, half of us thought we were gone! But Alhumdulillah Alhumdulillah! We were safe and alive. I got some “serious” advices from my besties and drove back home in normal speed (because I was too shaken) and dropped them safely to their respective homes.

~ The End~

Stupid! ain’t I? Well, I couldn’t sleep properly last night and the flash backs scare my soul. What could’ve happened? I don’t even want to think about it. My craziness for the sake of some “fun” could’ve cost me a lot. I didn’t think of the consequences! Heck! I didn’t think at all! I just did what came in my mind. Moral of the story is:

Suffer the pain of discipline or suffer the pain of regret!

(I could’ve locked the windows instead, but that wasn’t cool, right?)

Why I wrote all this?

Because I want this regret to stay with me forever and haunt me whenever other craziness come into mind. After all, regrets are to learn a lesson from.

*points to note in my diary (or blog *khe khe*)

Don’t do stupid things without thinking. Well, we should do stupid things, but not seriously stupid things. You know what I mean? If you don’t care about your life (I didn’t) at least take care of the life of others who trust you and are sitting beside you in a car. Seriously, this may sound a bit exaggerated, but the driver literally holds the steering wheel AND the lives of people travelling along.

p.s. Does this blog thing works this way? like you write stories about your life? right? RIGHT?