reza reza dil abh jurh raha hai...
and life goes on
Posted Oct 31st, 2007 at 12:41 AM by nia_khan
Nani ami passed away few years ago; i was very young to understand the meaning of having grand parents in your life. and about 2 years ago i lost my dada abu and dani ami.
I became very close to my oldest khala after nani ami's death. We would talk for hours on the phone. She would give the best advice she possibly could. My heart felt at peace whenever we finished talking. Khala kept on asking me to come down and meet in Pakistan for years but my life had all the plans against me. Some how we managed to go back home last year {abu ji has been sick for years- so we couldnt really leave him behind}.
We had a plan to stay over at my mamo's house. Khala ji came there to see me. She looked fo fragile but yet extremely strong minded woman. I huged her for good 10 mins. We sat down and my head wouldnt wanna leave her shoulder. We laughed, we cried we stayed up almost all night and talked.
I can hear her voice right now - she would call me " biley, merey suney" and called everyone including me "AP".
Gurjranwala was my khala's house- she looked like an image of nani ami and 2 days ago she herself became an image.
He called me and gave the news- me and sis we didn't believe him we called back to reconfirm. I had no idea how to tell my mom-khala ji took care of mom as her own daughter. ami itna roi auir itna tarpi jese pani mein sey michali kisi ne nikal di ho.
i cant believe this- i am sitting here and writing about my dead khala. i lost my nani ami again. it hurts and i wanna cry par ami ko hosla kuan dey ga. I hate being the oldest one.
i miss her..un se bat kar ke sakon sa a jata tha- i knew my nani ami was saying duas for me. now i dont have a nani ami who would say prayers for me.
asa lagta hai sar pe se ek chaat ka kona gir gaya ho...
Wah re Teri kudrat....
we were born to be tested on this earth - while we are here we have relationships but in reality all of us are on our own when we go six feet under ground.
People say your prayers before they are said for you......
it hurts
I became very close to my oldest khala after nani ami's death. We would talk for hours on the phone. She would give the best advice she possibly could. My heart felt at peace whenever we finished talking. Khala kept on asking me to come down and meet in Pakistan for years but my life had all the plans against me. Some how we managed to go back home last year {abu ji has been sick for years- so we couldnt really leave him behind}.
We had a plan to stay over at my mamo's house. Khala ji came there to see me. She looked fo fragile but yet extremely strong minded woman. I huged her for good 10 mins. We sat down and my head wouldnt wanna leave her shoulder. We laughed, we cried we stayed up almost all night and talked.
I can hear her voice right now - she would call me " biley, merey suney" and called everyone including me "AP".
Gurjranwala was my khala's house- she looked like an image of nani ami and 2 days ago she herself became an image.
He called me and gave the news- me and sis we didn't believe him we called back to reconfirm. I had no idea how to tell my mom-khala ji took care of mom as her own daughter. ami itna roi auir itna tarpi jese pani mein sey michali kisi ne nikal di ho.
i cant believe this- i am sitting here and writing about my dead khala. i lost my nani ami again. it hurts and i wanna cry par ami ko hosla kuan dey ga. I hate being the oldest one.
i miss her..un se bat kar ke sakon sa a jata tha- i knew my nani ami was saying duas for me. now i dont have a nani ami who would say prayers for me.
asa lagta hai sar pe se ek chaat ka kona gir gaya ho...
Wah re Teri kudrat....
we were born to be tested on this earth - while we are here we have relationships but in reality all of us are on our own when we go six feet under ground.
People say your prayers before they are said for you......
it hurts
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