Thank you Allah.
Posted Aug 12th, 2008 at 01:50 PM by Mirch
I was taking a nap the other day , very soundly. I woke up all of a sudden with lot of khujli inside my nose. I was trying to figure out what happened and I saw a fly circling around the room and figured this is the tiny bugger which is bugging me. My daughter is an expert in zapping flies , she has got so much hang of getting them in one go. So I called her to go on the mission of killing this little bugger. She loves this job , I do not know what kind of thrill she gets out of it. I went back to dozing off again.
Then in my dream I saw these scenarios where I was at the milk shop and the shop owner was pouring milk into my balti which was full of flies and the milk was replacing this mound of flies, then I saw myself buying khajoors and the cart owner would just shake one hand to scare the flies away off of the mound of those khajoors to sell me some.
When I woke up I started to think oh boy , how un thankful I am to Allah , just one fly in my home is bothering me. How easily I forgot that flies were fact of life back home. They were everywhere. They were in the food, they were in the freshly squeezed orange juice and ganny ka juice. Once in a while you would break a tandoori naan and you would find a fly baked inside. I am sure when the Qasa-e was grinding the qeema lots of them would become part of that qeema.
Thank you Alllah for giving me this luxurious life I cannot thank you enough.
Then in my dream I saw these scenarios where I was at the milk shop and the shop owner was pouring milk into my balti which was full of flies and the milk was replacing this mound of flies, then I saw myself buying khajoors and the cart owner would just shake one hand to scare the flies away off of the mound of those khajoors to sell me some.
When I woke up I started to think oh boy , how un thankful I am to Allah , just one fly in my home is bothering me. How easily I forgot that flies were fact of life back home. They were everywhere. They were in the food, they were in the freshly squeezed orange juice and ganny ka juice. Once in a while you would break a tandoori naan and you would find a fly baked inside. I am sure when the Qasa-e was grinding the qeema lots of them would become part of that qeema.
Thank you Alllah for giving me this luxurious life I cannot thank you enough.
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Posted Aug 12th, 2008 at 02:09 PM by Ansoon
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