Tuesday, 31 March 2026

πŸ““DAY-89: “March Closing Notes: Gratitude, Growth & A Little Chaos” πŸŒ™✨

31-03-2026 | Monthly Reflection 

Hii… ki haal chaal?
Aaj March ka last day hai… aur sach kahu toh onooo, March bhi chala gaya.allah-hafiz

Yeh month sach mein beautiful tha. January bhi productive tha — main bahot baar Juhu Beach gayi, meri favourite jagah. Waha ped ke paas baithna, hawa feel karna, friends ke saath time spend karna… woh moments alag hi peace dete hain.

February thoda fast tha, lekin woh bhi mast gaya. Ramadan wali vibe shuru ho gayi thi.
Aur phir March… almost 20 din Ramadan ke. Phir uske baad bhi celebration wali feeling chal rahi hai. πŸŒ™

Shayad iss week mere ghar guests aane wale hain… lekin dil kehta hai —
Abb mat aao aur jao koi πŸ˜…

Iss month mere do pyare friends ka birthday bhi hai. Aur meri Golu behan ka bhi.
Haan, kabhi kabhi main usse irritate ho jaati hoon, even “I hate her” bol deti hoon… lekin birthday toh birthday hota hai. Kisi ko special feel karana banta hai.

Mujhe yaad hai mere birthday par usne mujhe pink-purple-white flower di thi  🌸, chocolate, cake… aur ek baar toh ek mast sa photo frame bhi gift ki thi.
Toh mera bhi dena banta hai.

Abhi 11:04 p.m. ho rahe hain aur mujhe yaad aaya ki maine monthly review likha hi nahi. Thoda regret hua… par phir socha —
Yahi likh deti hoon.

Waise bhi mere page par koi huge reader list nahi hai.

Yeh meri jagah hai.
Mera gaon.
Yaha meri marzi aur mere words ka zor hai.


πŸŒ™ My Monthly Review

Alhamdulillah.
2026 ka best month Ramadan ke saath start hua.

iss month mai bahot 11:11 and 12.12 dua ki hu ,

Maine achhe dresses pehne, bahot pictures click ki.
Office mein good performance bhi hue.
Aur meri resolution list ka pehla tick bhi mil gaya — Performer of the Month.

Sach kahu toh mujhe laga bhi nahi tha ki yeh ho jayega.like 0%

 Allah ne mujhe meri best Eidi di.
Allah, you are the best — dil se thank you.
Maine aapse dua ki thi ki mujhe deen ki taraf wapas bula lo… aur aapne sach mein mujhe reinvite kiya. Thank you so much. 🀍

πŸ““ April Preparation

April ka tracker ready hai:

  • Daily habit tracker ✔️

  • Page for “I am grateful for” daily ✔️

  • Page for Quote of the Day ✔️

  • Money tracker ✔️

  • Last day monthly review page ✔️

πŸ’Έ Reality Check

Iss week thodi money problem hone wali hai.

  • 10k maine ek friend ko de diye

  • Golu ke 1200 already meri pocket se gaye

  • Aaj ek aur friend ko 1100 de diye

  • Aur ab Abbu ko 5k dene hain

Ab pata nahi woh kaha se aayenge.
Recharge karne tak ki kangali wali situation hai.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai main khud hi apni life hard bana rahi hoon.
Mujhe pata bhi hai ki mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye… phir bhi kar deti hoon.

Isliye yaha document kar rahi hoon.
Taaki jab main badi ho jaungi, mujhe yaad rahe —
“This is what I was doing in my 20s.”

Lekin ek cheez ka full belief hai —
Allah madad karega.
Kahin na kahin se solution aa hi jayega.
Main kuch na kuch kar hi lungi.

Ab mujhe bas do cheezon par focus karna hai:

πŸ“š Padhai
😊 Khush rehna

Aur honestly… aaj ka din bhi mast tha.
Aram wala. Peaceful.

Bas shaam mein thoda ajeeb sa feel hua.
Halki chakkar… body heavy jaise koi daba raha ho.
Para padhte waqt body rock jaisi lag rahi thi. Mushkil se 20 pages padhe.

Phir bed par let gayi.
Thodi der baad chai pi… aur better feel hua.

Aaj ka day “oohoo” wala tha.


Thank you Allah for making my month beautiful.
Aur aaj ka din bhi. 🀲✨

Safarnama πŸŒ™

Monday, 30 March 2026

πŸŽ‰DAY88: dost ke saath waqt ki tezi aur deep talks woh bhi majduri ke saath

 30-03-2026

30-03-2026 | Evening in the Garden πŸŒ™


Shaam ki thandi hawa, aur  kau-kau karte kauwe aur dil mein bus shukr… aaj ka safar bhi ek choti si kahani ban gaya.

It’s perfectly 7:00 p.m. — suraj abhi abhi doob chuka hai.
Aas paas kauwe ki awaaz “kau kau kau” sunai de rahi hai.

Thode door 3 uncle baithe hai. Baal unke ab grey ho gaye hai, lekin awaaz abhi bhi jawaan, tez aur clear hai. Shayad beech wale uncle fruit business karte hai, kyunki phone par woh war ki wajah se supply par kya impact ho raha hai uske baare mein baat kar rahe the.

Mere peeche chaand bhi nikla hua hai… jaise mera salaam ka intezaar kar raha ho.
Ruko… main thoda mud kar usse dekhti hu… aur dil se apna salaam bhejti hu.

Ab bataati hu main kaha hu —
Main apni favourite jagah, garden mein hu.

Main ek rock bench par baithi hu, shoes nikal diye hai, socks pehne hai kyunki yahaan bahot mosquitoes hai.
 mast Pair fold karke aaram se baithi hu.

Actually maine ye blog isi waqt isliye start kiya hai kyunki main apni friend ka wait kar rahi hu.
Mujhe usse office ki kuch baatein discuss karni hai.

Sach bolu toh meri life mein har 10 din baad same situation repeat ho rahi hai.
Koi proper clarity mil hi nahi rahi.

Aur honestly mere stomach ke right lower side mein bahot pain ho raha hai.
Main properly baith bhi nahi pa rahi… chal bhi mushkil se rahi hu.
Reason mujhe pata hai — acidic problem.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai itni choti age mein hi yeh sab health issues kyu face karne pad rahe hai.

Lekin ek cheez se main bahot khush hu —
Kal chutti hai!

Yehhhhh… party tonight! πŸŽ‰

Aaj ek funny cheez bhi hui.
Mere paas internet recharge nahi tha, aur meri friend mujhe call karne ki try kar rahi thi.
Uske paas sirf data recharge tha.

Ab communication kaise ho?

Main apne thoughts mein busy thi aur woh mujhe reach karne ki try kar rahi thi.

Phir achanak uski mother ka call aaya.
Main thoda aggressive mood mein thi… lekin tone calm rakhi kyunki aunty ka call tha.

Aunty ne kaha:
“Woh tumhe reach karne ki try kar rahi hai, usse call karo.”

Tab jaake hum connect hue.

Aur baat shuru karne se pehle…
humne malai khayi.

Yummy!

Phir hum 9:20 tak baatein karte rahe.
Friends ke saath time bahot fast nikal jata hai.

Humne deep baatein ki
spirituality, life, environment, aur office ka stress aur burden.

Aur phir mast sa feel aaya.
Dil halka ho gaya.

Phir woh 433 number ki bus pakad kar chali gayi…
aur main ghar ki taraf.

Ghar aate hi seedha bathroom ki taraf bhaagi πŸ˜…
Fresh hokar garma garam pulav aur raita khaya.

Ab 11:23 p.m. ho rahe hai.

Main chahti toh blog aur bada likh sakti thi, lekin abhi bahot kaam pending hai.

Mujhe:

  • 4lyfers ke liye monthly review letter likhna hai

  • NEET ke liye kuch cards prepare karne hai

Office mein bhi aaj ka din busy lekin acha tha.

Alhamdulillah for everything.

Allah, main hamesha aapki shukr guzar hu.
Bas mujhe namaz ke liye hamesha bulaya karo.

Ameen. πŸŒ™

Safar Nama


Sunday, 29 March 2026

πŸ’™DAY87-Maggi, Dreams aur Mumbai Indians ki Jeet πŸ’™

30-03-2026 | Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Oh no… March toh bilkul hawa ki tarah aaya aur chala gaya, bilkul horse race ke ghode ki speed se.

Abhi raat ke 12:26 ho rahe hai. Ghar mein sab log chill mode mein hai, aur main bhi apna mast blog likh rahi hu. bed par sokar.. on m bed 
Sach kahu toh bahot thak gayi hu, aur head mein halka pain bhi hai.

Laptop bhi charge nahi tha, isliye maine table fan ka plug nikal kar laptop charge par lagaya.

Hamare yaha sirf do plug points hai
ek mein fridge laga hai, aur dusra phones, laptop aur fan sab ke liye.

Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai meri life simple aur thodi gareeb type hai, lekin phir bhi main grateful hu.

Aur dil mein ek strong belief hai —
ek din main apni aur apne khandaan ki life change karungi.

Mujhe yakeen hai Allah meri life mein ek miracle zaroor karega, jo mujhe aasmaan tak le jayega — jiska koi limit nahi.

Kabhi kabhi main imagine karti hu…
ek din mere paas itna kaam hoga ki mere 3–4 managers honge jo mera schedule manage karenge — events, hosting, awards sab ke liye.

Mere outfits bhi woh arrange karenge
aur main hamesha cultural dresses pehnungi… salwar kameez, saree, bilkul Pinterest wali aesthetic look.

Aur jab main stage par chalungi…
toh log inspire honge ki kaise ek ladki jo bahot mistakes karti thi, seekhti rahi aur phir khadi ho gayi.

Kabhi kabhi main imagine karti hu ki main TV news par aa rahi hu, newspapers mein headline ban rahi hu — bilkul waise jaise Narendra Modi ka naam roz news mein aata hai.alee Trump bhai ko kaise bhulu unke bhi tarah... hukum ka ekka is he 

Aur us din Abbu mujhe call karke bolenge — “Proud of you Khush.”

Waise bhi Abbu ne mere sir par haath rakha hai, aur mere liye woh hi sabse bada blessing hai.

Main apni life mein 3 houses kharidna chahti hu
1️⃣ Ammi-Abbu aur family ke liye
2️⃣ Ek mere liye
3️⃣ Ek meri dearest friend ke liye

Aur us ghar se roz samundar dikhega, jahan hum roz milenge, hasenge, kabhi ro lenge… par saath rahenge.

Ameen.

Sapno ki list toh bahot lambi hai, lekin agar sab likhungi toh blog hi bhar jayega.
Bas itna belief hai ki Allah ek din sab kuch dega.

Aaj main dawat par bhi gayi thi.
Aur wahi typical family scene — sab log shaadi, education aur rishton ki baatein kar rahe the.

Lekin maine topic hi change kar diya.

Main friendship par bolne lagi.

Aur mujhe khud feel hua ki meri speaking skills kaafi achhi ho gayi hai, kyunki sab log dhyan se meri baat sun rahe the.

Conversation start hua ki:
“Hamare ghar mein Khush hi sabse zyada ghoomti hai.”

Maine bola — haan bilkul.

Phuppu bhi recently aaye the toh obviously unhone sabko bata diya hoga ki
“Yeh raat mein walk karti hai, garden jaati hai.”

Bahot baatein hui… lekin maine apne saare cards open nahi kiye.
Yeh kaam main usually strangers ke saath hi karti hu.

Lekin meri zubaan par mujhe khud kabhi bharosa nahi hota. πŸ˜…

Honestly mera focus toh bas sone par tha.
Sunday ko main usually bed par hi rehti hu.

Mujhe bas khana de do aur sone do, kyunki next day office bhi jaana hota hai.

Chalo ab bata deti hu aaj maine kya kya khaya.

Subah:
Chai aur butter

Phir mujhe medu vada khane ka bahot mann tha meri favourite aunty ke stall ka.

Main 1 ghante tak mummy se 30 rupees maangti rahi.
Finally jab mummy khala se video call par thi, maine khala se bola —
“Ammi ko bolo mujhe paise dene.”

Phir finally paise mile…
main 12:30 ki dhoop mein daud kar stall par gayi

Aur pata chala gas shortage ki wajah se stall band hai.

Life. πŸ˜…

Phir main Maggi le aayi aur fried rice bhi kha liya.

Dawat mein:
🍜 Sewai
πŸ— Malai seekh biryani
πŸ₯€ Fanta

Hum 10:30 tak ghar aa gaye.

Uske baad maine match dekha — aur khushi ki baat yeh ki Mumbai Indians ne finally apna first match jeet liya.
Balle balle! πŸŽ‰

Aur bhi bahot baatein hai…
lekin ab 12:53 ho gaye hai.

Ab mujhe thoda phone scroll karna hai aur phir sona bhi hai.

Allah, main hamesha shukr guzar hu.
Aap hamesha mujhse mohabbat karte ho… bas mujhe namaz ke liye bhi bulaya karo.

Ameen. allhumdulillah for all .

Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Sapne bade ho toh raaste khud ban jaate hai,
Bas yakeen aur shukr ho… toh safar bhi dua ban jaata hai.

πŸ”₯DAY 86: Meri pehli Awaaz as a Women To Women.πŸ’”

 28-03-2026 | Saturday | Half Day Office | Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Hii… kaise ho aap sab?

Abhi 12:02 a.m. ho rahe hai. Light off hai aur mere paas ek choti si battery wali light hai jo mere sir ke upar on hai.

Abbu so rahe hai.
Daraksha mere right side par mehndi laga rahi hai.
Ammi, as usual, YouTube shorts dekh rahi hai aur awaaz laga rahi hai mujhe bula kar bolti hai — “dekho kitna mast hai.”

Lala Abbu ke pair daba raha hai, aur Kallo so gayi hai. Aaj office se aane ke baad usse Abbu ki daant bhi padi, kyunki woh raat 9:44 p.m. par ghar aayi thi. Ab exam ka time chal raha hai aur itna late kaam… Abbu ko pasand nahi aaya.

Ghar ka scene apni jagah chal raha hai… lekin mere dimaag mein ek alag hi baat ghoom rahi hai.

Aaj mere ek friend ne DP change ki.
Woh ek boy hai, aur usne ek girl ki inappropriate type picture lagayi hai. Mujhe pata hai woh kisi Google image ya internet se hogi, kisi real known person ki nahi.I know it.

I Ignored,

Lekin phir bhi mujhe bahot ajeeb feel hua.

Kuch time pehle bhi maine dekha tha ki mere ek aur friend ne aise hi reels like ki thi.

Phir mere dimaag mein ek sawaal aaya —
yeh sab meri feed mein kyun aata hai?

Kya yeh bas algorithm ka game hai, ya phir mujhe stress dene ke liye?
Ya phir Allah ka koi ishara hai ki mujhe kuch friendships rethink karni chahiye?

Aur phir mujhe realize hua…
shayad main overthinking kar rahi hu.

Mujhe pata hai Allah ne aurat aur mard dono ko izzat aur dignity ke saath banaya hai.
Lekin kabhi kabhi society mein kuch log aurat ko sirf ek object ki tarah treat karte hai, aur woh cheez mujhe andar se disturb karti hai.Sometimes I cry...

Kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hai ki kuch boys unnecessarily touch karne ki koshish karte hai, ya boundaries respect nahi karte. Aur us moment par gussa bhi aata hai aur frustration bhi.

Lekin phir main deep breath leti hu aur khud ko control karti hu.

Sach yeh hai ki respect dono taraf se hona chahiye.
Agar koi ladka ya ladki kisi ki dignity hurt karta hai, toh woh galat hai — simple.

Bahot sochne ke baad... 

Aaj maine us friend ko message bhi kiya aur poocha —
“Is this DP really cool to show?”

Usne reply kiya: “There is a reason behind it.”

Maine us message ko ignore kar diya.
Lekin jab mujhe phir se aisi clips feed mein dikhi, The current trending series:Chiraya.. mai bahot frustrate ho gyi like i was out of my mind and I messaged 

Jab Tak DP nahi remove hogi “Don’t  dare to talk to me with that DP.”

Sach kahu toh meri life mein yeh pehli baar hai jab maine aise kisi matter par voice raise ki.

Main usually aise topics par bolti hi nahi thi, kyunki  — mere kehne se kya hi hoga ....

Respect aur dignity har insaan ka right hai.

Kabhi kabhi life mein aisa lagta hai ki jab main 4 din hass leti hu, tabhi koi heavy thought ya trauma type feeling aa jaati hai.

But still…
main bas yeh hi chahti hu ki duniya mein hum ladkiyo ke liye respect aur understanding ho.

Aur ab main aapse ek sawaal poochna chahti hu —

Kya aapne kabhi apne dil ki koi baat likhi hai?
Woh baat jo aapke mann mein bahot time se chal rahi ho… lekin kisi ko keh nahi pa rahe ho?

Kabhi kabhi likhna hi sabse bada relief hota hai.

Safar Nama πŸŒ™

as I promised on last blog that I will post daily, and I wrote this phir mai post nahi karne wali thi but jo awaaz mai apne life mai pehli baar uthai hai (messaging my friend for that dp) 

Friday, 27 March 2026

πŸ˜„DAY85: BACK TO BLOGGING AGAIN: I promise myself i will write blog daily

26-03-2026 | Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Hello… kya haal chaal?
Aaj ka din kaafi interesting raha. Abhi 10:17 p.m. ho gaye hai aur Abbu high volume par Iran-US aur Israel ki news sun rahe hai. Mujhe bas yahi lag raha tha ki abhi abhi unhone BP ki medicine li hai, phir bhi itni intense news dekhna shayad brain par effect karta hoga.anyways abb no words for him..

Ghar ka scene bhi apni jagah chal raha hai.
Abhi thodi der pehle khana hua, aur Fawdi bartan dho kar, sukhe kapde bahar se laakar rakh rahi thi. Usse kal interview dene jaana hai, isliye woh 2 minute ke liye mere paas aayi thi folder banana aur files transfer karna seekhne.

Abhi woh mere right side mein baithi hai, aur main bed ke corner mein. Woh ek badi patili jisme gande kapde bhare hai usko base bana kar baithi hai —  Aur obviously… reels scroll karna start. πŸ˜…

Sab log ab rest mode mein hai, aakhir 10:30 p.m. ho gaye hai.

Aur meri baat karu meri…
Main toh zinda bhagi hui insaan hu.
Aaj bhi subah late ho gayi aur bhagte bhagte office pahunchi. Lekin Alhamdulillah late marking nahi lagi.

Subah subah hi mujhe alas aur neend aane lagi thi. Phir bhi somehow maine newspaper padha, list banayi aur apna kaam start kar diya.

Aaj ka din fast wala tha.
Tiffin mein mast pulao, grapes aur sev chuda tha. Aur sach bolu toh mujhe office ke fridge mein rakhe laddu khane ka bahot mann tha. πŸ˜„

Shaam ko nikalte waqt maine bol diya ki client toh mere ghar ke paas hi hai, toh sir ne mujhe documents de diye sign karwane ke liye.
Ab mujhe jaana hi pada… aur us moment par bas ek hi thought —
meri zubaan mujhe hamesha fasaa deti hai.

Us time mujhe bahot headache aur right eye mein migraine pain ho raha tha. Isliye directly client ke paas jaane ke bajaye main ghar aayi.

Ghar aakar maine 2 gulab jamun khaye, phir garam chai with extra salted butter.
Sach bolu toh yeh instant energy recipe hainote karlo. πŸ˜„

Phir main client ke ghar gayi.

Waha pahunch kar mujhe floor aur room number yaad hi nahi tha, aur address bhi properly nahi tha. Maine unke relative ko call kiya. Unhone bola 5th floor, lekin pehle mujhe unse cheque collect karna tha kyunki woh bahar jaa rahi thi.

Main waha daud kar gayi, cheque liya, phir wapas us building mein.

Us jagah ka vibe thoda alag tha. Har taraf log chal rahe the, aur kaafi log ja-namaz lekar jaa rahe the, kyunki Maghrib ka time ho gaya tha. Sab masjid ki taraf namaz ke liye ja rahe the, aur main client office time se pahunchne ke liye bhaag rahi thi.

Lift bhi kaafi luxury wali thi — golden mirror lift.
Usme khadi ho kar main apne reflection ko dekh rahi thi… aur smile kar rahi thi.

Kabhi kabhi jab main mirror ke saamne akeli hoti hu, toh main khud se ek sawaal poochti hu:
“Are you happy?”

Aur honestly…
main apne reflection ko dekh kar hamesha kehti hu —

“Alhamdulillah, main bahot khush hu.”

Life mein problems ho sakti hai, issues ho sakte hai…
lekin ek smile khud ke liye toh banti hai.

Client ka kaam khatam karke main J Market gayi, kyunki Fawdi ko juti leni thi.

Shopkeeper ne bola 300 fixed rate.
Lekin mujhe fixed rate ka concept samajh hi nahi aata. πŸ˜„

Main seedha bargaining mode mein —
250… phir 280…

End mein maine 300 hi diye aur bola:
“10 rupay toh wapas karo.”

Usne mujhe 10 ka coin diya aur bola — “Bahot kanjoos ho aap.”

Maine proudly bola:
“Salary kam hai na isliye.” πŸ˜„

Phir hum dono happily ghar aa gaye.
Raaste mein 10 rupay ke cream & onion chips liye aur khate khate, haste haste ghar pahunch gaye.

Ghar aakar maine Abbu ke saath thodi panchayat ki, phir phone dekha toh Darling ke 2 missed calls aur message — “Hii kaha ho?”

Maine usse call back kiya.
Usne bataya ki usse hamare college ke technical analysis teacher mil gaye the.
Usse thoda awkward feel hua, aur mujhe bhi woh vibe samajh aa gayi. Phir humne thodi college aur office ki baatein ki.

Ghar bhi tab tak saaf ho gayi thi.
Khana kha kar maine laptop open kiya, room ki light off thi aur phone ki torch chalu karke blog likhna start kiya.

Abhi right shoulder mein pain bhi hai. Kabhi mental problem, kabhi physical pain — life balance banaye rakhti hai.

Bas dil se ek dua nikli:

“Allah sabko healthy rakho.
2 roti kam chalegi, par sukoon wali sehatmand zindagi zaroor mile.”

Abhi 11:02 p.m. ho gaye hai.
Yeh toh rough blog hai, isse polish karne mein alag time aur energy lagegi.

Lekin main likh rahi hu… kyunki mujhe likhna pasand hai.

Aur mera ek goal hai —
saal ke end tak 365 blogs likhne ka.

Aaj ka blog toh kaafi lamba ho gaya.

Alhamdulillah for everything.
Pyaar un logon ke liye jo mujhe pyaar karte hai…
aur dua unke liye bhi jo mujhe pasand nahi karte.

Sab khush rahe, salamat rahe… aur sabke paas akal ho. Even me too. πŸ˜„

Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Har din ek nayi kahani, ek naya ehsaas de jaata hai,
Safar chalta rehta hai… aur dil bas “Alhamdulillah” keh jaata hai.

Thursday, 26 March 2026

😭DAY84:“Back on Track: A Day of Writing, Chaos & Little Comforts”

26-08-2026 πŸŒ™✨

Hii…

Abhi just maine apne pending blogs finally complete kiye, and I’m feeling like I’m back on track 🀍. Sach kahu toh meri halat thodi kharab ho gayi thi — pura din lag gaya sab complete karne mein. Upar se mera laptop bhi aaj hi slow chalna tha 😭 so I just gave up on it and started writing on my personal WhatsApp.Bus ek last aaj ka hi, baki sab posted...

Kabhi-kabhi situation aisi ho jaati hai ki jo milta hai usi mein kaam chalana padta hai… and honestly, that’s what I did today.

Ab plan yeh hai ki kal subah main sab kuch properly polish karke post karungi, at least ek rough version toh ready hai. Ek toh meri long to-do list thi — usmein se yeh wala kaam complete karke thoda sa relief feel ho raha hai.

Aaj ka din agar short mein describe karu toh —
πŸ“– Writing blog all day
🚿 Nahane mein extra time (kyunki aaj mood tha πŸ˜…)
🍽️ Bahot zyada khana (like seriously, bahot saara)

No proper rest, no chill… but phir bhi thoda sa chill mila:

  • πŸ’¬ Dara ke saath random talks

  • 🀍 Shaam ko chand yaari ke saath sukoon wali baatein

Aur raat ka ending — garma garam pulao πŸ›✨

Abhi time ho raha hai 12:19 a.m., aur ghar wale wait kar rahe hain ki main light off karu 😭

So yeah… this was my simple, tiring but productive day.

Goodnight πŸŒ™✨

Allhumdullih...

-safarnama

πŸŽ‰DAY83:“Alhamdulillah for the Little Wins” πŸŒ™.“Unexpected Congratulations” πŸŽ‰

25-03-2026 | Safar Nama 🌀️πŸ’Ό

Hii… kaise ho sab?

Aaj meri subah uthne ki motivation simple si thi — kal chutti hai. πŸ˜„
Bas isi khushi mein main ready ho kar office nikal gayi.

Waise Tuesday, Wednesday aur Thursday woh din hote hai jahan main usually week mein ek chutti le hi leti hu.

Phir wahi routine…
office ka kaam aur kuch nahi — chalu karo dukaan. 🏒

Aaj kal main morning mein ek book padh rahi hu — The Intelligent Investor by Benjamin Graham. πŸ“š

Book kaafi acchi lag rahi hai. Main definitely recommend karungi — lekin bilkul beginners ke liye nahi.

Agar aapko market ka thoda basic idea hai — jaise college students in TY ya graduation ke baad, especially BFM field wale, toh aap isse padh sakte ho.

Shayad aage jaakar book thodi tough ho, but abhi tak ka part kaafi interesting hai.

Aur yeh novel ya story book jaisi nahi hai ki bed par chill karte hue padh lo.
Isko proper mehnat se, notes bana kar padhna padta hai… aur haan, ChatGPT ki help bhi lagti hai. πŸ˜…

Isliye yeh time-taking process hai.
Kab complete hogi — no idea.
But ek din zaroor is book par proper post likhungi.

Book padhne ke baad phir maine dukkan chalu ki aur kaam start kiya.
Honestly bahot bore feel ho raha tha, lekin kya karein…
salary chahiye toh kaam toh karna hi padega.

Phir jab day almost end hone wala tha, tab WhatsApp group mein ek message aaya — “Performer” group mein.

Waha 2 names aur pictures share hui thi.
Pehle maine ignore kar diya aur scroll kar diya.

Phir achanak apna naam dekha.

Main literally shock mein thi —
“Yeh kya ho raha hai? Log mujhe congratulate kyun kar rahe hai?”

Sach bolu toh mujhe abhi bhi lag raha hai ki main totally undeserving hu.
Mujhe lagta hai maine itni mehnat bhi nahi ki hai.

Lekin phir bhi…
andar se 20% khushi toh hui hi.

Kyuki mera resolution bhi Alhamdulillah complete ho gaya.

Bas dil se nikla:

“Allah, bahot bahot shukr hai aapka…
mujhe har cheez dene ke liye.
I love you the most.
Aur main aur mehnat karungi.”
🀍

Sabse pehle maine screenshot liya aur Abbu ko bheja.

Unhone apni zindagi, apna paisa, apni mehnat sab kuch mere liye lagaya hai.
Isliye aaj jo bhi hu… unki wajah se hu.

Aur doosri insaan — meri Chandyaari. πŸŒ™

Meri Aapa, jo hamesha motivate karti hai, guide karti hai aur mujhe ek better version banne mein help karti hai.

Sach mein…
main bas hamesha unke saath rehna chahti hu aur apna sab kuch unhe dena chahti hu.

Aaj ka din phir aur bhi achha lagne laga.

Ghar aakar maine Darling se bhi baat ki aur usse bhi sab share kiya.
Woh aajkal bahot hard work mode mein hai aur kaafi pareshan bhi.

Bas dua hai:
Allah usse asaani de aur uski madad kare. Ameen. 🀲

Uske baad maine bahot zyada phone chalaya
reels pe reels. πŸ“±πŸ˜…

Phir finally laptop khola aur mera pending blog likhna start kiya.

Thodi to-do list bani
aur phir sleep.

Aur bhai…
March mein hi itni garmi ho rahi hai — dimaag kharab ho gaya. ☀️πŸ₯΅

But still…

Alhamdulillah for everything.

Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Jo mila usmein shukr, jo na mila usmein sabr,
Isi tarah har din likh raha hai mera Safar Nama ka safar.

🏒✨DAY 82:Safar Nama

24-03-2026 | Tuesday | 

Hii… kya haal chaal?
Aaj main time par uth gayi — around 7:20 a.m.. Jaldi se naha kar office ke liye ready ho gayi. Maine socha tha ki aaj mast traditional suit pehen kar jaungi, lekin obviously… aisa kaise ho sakta hai. πŸ˜…

End mein kya hua?
T-shirt aur jeans hi pehen li aur seedha office ke liye nikal gayi.

Nikalte waqt tiffin aur gift boxes arrange karte karte thoda late ho gaya. Phir maine West jaane wali bus pakdi.

Aur bhai sahab…
bus wale uncle ji itni slow bus chala rahe the, upar se traffic bhi full bhara hua tha. Us moment pe mera dimaag sach mein kharab ho gaya.

Phir maine socha —
jab late marking lagni hi hai, toh tension lene ka kya fayda?

Isliye main aram aram se office jaane lagi…
na koi dar, na koi tension…
bas chill mode on.

Office pahunch kar thodi der baad maine sabko chocolates gift ki.
Sab log bahot khush hue, aur honestly mujhe bhi bahot accha laga.

Aur guess what…
Pinky Ma’am ne mujhe Eidi bhi di.

Us waqt mere face par itni badi smile thi, jaise Gandhi ji seedha mere heart mein aa gaye ho. πŸ’ΈπŸ˜„
Unko toh obviously reject nahi kar sakti thi, isliye maine thank you so much kaha aur Eidi le li.

Phir kya…
office ka kaam, phir office se ghar.

Bas isi tarah main aur meri zindagi chal rahi hai.

Aur haan…
mera phone, reels aur Instagram ne mujhe aur bhi badnaam kar diya hai. πŸ“±πŸ˜‚

That’s it for the day.
Alhamdulillah. πŸŒ™

Safar Nama

Din chhota sa tha, par ek kahani de gaya,
Zindagi ka safar aise hi har roz kuch likhwa gaya.

πŸ’ΌDAY 81: BACK TO ROUTINE NAHI HO PA RAHA HAI

23-03-2026 | Safar Nama

Hii… kaise jaa rahe hai aapke din?
Dekho year ke 80 days toh nikal bhi gaye, lekin lagta hai jaise abhi bhi kitni saari cheeze incomplete reh gayi hai. Kabhi kabhi lagta hai time bhaag raha hai aur hum bas uske peeche peeche chal rahe hai.

Sach bolu toh mujhe aajkal har waqt neend hi aati hai. Subah 7 baje uthna toh bilkul pasand nahi hai mujhe… seriously, itni jaldi kaun uthta hai yaar! Lekin kya karein… office bhi jaana hota hai.

Kal raat bahot thak gayi thi, isliye aaj office jaane ka bilkul mann nahi tha.
Lekin phir bhi gayi… aur aaj main time par pahunch gayi.

Mummy ne tiffin mein aloo ki sabji aur 2 roti pack ki thi. Ramadan khatam hote hi ghar mein khane ki charcha phir se shuru ho gayi hai — din bhar khaao, piyo aur aish karo.

Waise mujhe mere pending roza bhi rakhne hai. Soch rahi hu jaldi rakh lu… lekin itni garmi mein nahi. Shayad baarish ke time araam se complete karungi.

Office pahunchi toh Eid ke baad khaali haath jaana thoda awkward lag raha tha. Kisi ne kuch kaha toh nahi, lekin ek bahot achhi cheez hui.

Pinky Ma’am ne mujhe “Eid Mubarak” kaha aur hug bhi kiya.
Us moment pe mujhe laga ki woh mujhe sach mein pasand karti hai, aur honestly mujhe bhi woh bahot achhi lagti hai.

Thoda guilt bhi feel hua ki main kuch le kar nahi aayi. Niyat thi lene ki… par time nahi mila. Isliye socha aaj shaam pakka kuch le lungi.

Aur suno…
Aaj humare boss ne sabko induction bhi diya.
Matlab Eid ka mood aur bhi special ho gaya.

Aaj 6 baje tak office mein hi rehna tha. Induction itna heavy tha ki mera energy level full down ho gaya.

Waise market bhi abhi down hai…
stocks ke price niche hai, investment ka best time hai.
Lekin kya karein… jeb mein paise hi nahi hai.

Shaam ko jab office se nikle toh honestly dimaag aur body dono thak gaye the.
Maine socha aaj West se ghar chali jaati hu, lekin waha jaakar pata chala bus hi nahi hai.

Auto ke paise the… phir bhi pata nahi kyun maine socha chal kar East jaati hu.

Kaafi chalne ke baad mujhe 332 bus mil gayi aur seat bhi.
Us moment pe dil se nikla — Alhamdulillah.

Jab bus JB Nagar pahunchne wali thi tab Adi ka call aaya.
Aur us time main bus mein proper beauty sleep le rahi thi.

Funny baat yeh hai ki kabhi kabhi main family ka phone bhi turant pick nahi karti, lekin uska call turant utha liya.

Usne poocha, “Kidhar hai?”
Maine bola “Bus mein.”

Phir usne kaha:
“Main Andheri mein car lekar aaya hu, aa jao.”

Us waqt mann mein bas ek hi thought aaya —
“Yeh pehle call kar leta toh main itna struggle nahi karti.”

Khair… main ghar pahunch gayi.

Ghar par lauki ki daal aur rice bane the… lekin khana bilkul thanda aur taste bhi ajeeb lag raha tha.

Phir maine Fawdi se request ki ki mere saath chale… mujhe office ke liye gift lena hai.

Hum market gaye aur maine 9 chocolate boxes liye — 110 rupay each.
Total 990 rupay kharcha.

But honestly… mujhe laga yeh dena banta hai.

Kyuki office mein mujhe respect, pyaar aur appreciation bahot mila hai.
Aur abhi toh mujhe 1 saal bhi nahi hua hai waha.

Isliye dil se bas ek hi baat nikli —

Alhamdulillah for everything.
Jo mila hai, woh bhi bahot hai… aur shayad usse bhi zyada.

Safar Nama ✨πŸŒ™

✨DAY80: 2ND EID- BAASI EID

22-03-2026 | Second Day of Eid

Assalamualaikum guys…
Sabko 2nd Eid bahot bahot Mubarak! πŸŒ™✨

Aaj Sunday hai… aur Sunday toh waise bhi mera favourite day hota hai. Upar se Eid bhi saath mein — matlab sone pe suhaga.

Aaj ki subah full late aur aaram wali thi.

Lekin phir plan bana ki aaj relatives ke ghar jaana hai.

Sach kahu toh mujhe relatives ke ghar jaana bilkul pasand nahi hai, phir bhi jaana padta hai.

Mummy ne seedha daant diya:
“Tum log doston ke saath toh proper ghoomte ho, lekin rishtedaron ke ghar nahi jaa sakte?”

Aur meri mummy ka nature aisa hai ki mana karna easy nahi hota.
So jaana toh padega hi.

Phir main ready hui, mast pictures click ki, aur hum total 5 log nikle
Mummy, Fawdi, Kallo, Lala aur main.

Do auto lene pade.

Aur jis auto mein hum 3 behne baithe the, usmein toh bas behas hi chalti rahi.

Lekin jaise taise hum nikal gaye.

Raste mein mujhe mera college bhi dikha, aur honestly mujhe achha laga.

Kabhi kabhi woh jagah jise hum hate karte hai…
woh bhi dil ke kisi kone mein apni jagah bana leti hai.

Aur sach kahu toh main college ke liye grateful hu, kyunki wahi mujhe mere 4Lyfers mile.

Sabse pehle hum Badi Ammi ke ghar gaye.

Lekin woh toh apni bahu ke ghar gayi hui thi, aur unki bahu aur family bhi mall jaane ke liye ready ho rahe the.

Isliye hum wahan sirf 5 minute baithe aur phir nikal gaye.

Uske baad hum gaye Phuppu ke ghar.

Lekin yahan bhi twist…

Phuppu bhi ghar par nahi thi.

Aur mujhe yeh thoda ajeeb laga, kyunki humne unhe kal raat hi inform kiya tha ki hum aa rahe hai.

Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai ki hamari family mein log Badi Ammi se thoda zyada hi darte hai.

Aur sach kahu toh mujhe yeh cheez samajh nahi aati.

Mere Abbu aur main aise nahi hai.
Hum itna darne wale log nahi hai — aur mujhe yeh baat achhi lagti hai.

Lekin family relationships thode complicated hote hai.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai mere do faces hai
ek jo family ke liye smile karta hai,
aur ek jo andar se thoda sa hurt hota hai.

Kabhi kabhi mujhe kisi ko hug karne ka bhi mann nahi karta…
na salam karne ka.

Lekin phir bhi main karti hu.

Kyuki yeh khoon ka rishta hai.
Aur Ammi-Abbu ki wajah se relationships maintain karna padta hai.

Shayad waqt ke saath log bhi badal jaate hai… aur hum bhi.

Wahan mere cousins, unke husband-wife aur babies sab the.

House full tha… lekin honestly mujhe kaafi boring lag raha tha.

Phir finally 10:30 ke aas paas hum wahan se nikle aur ghar aa gaye.

Agar pura din dekhu toh —
starting aur ending achhi thi… beech ka part thoda boring.

But still…

Alhamdulillah for the day.
Har din apne saath kuch na kuch sikha kar hi jaata hai.

Safar Nama πŸŒ™

Day 79: EID MUBARAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!


21-03-2026 | Eid Day πŸŒ™✨

Eid Mubarak everyone!

Meri taraf se sab ke liye bahut saari duaein.

May Allah bless all of us with a healthy life, mental peace, lots of love, laughter, and barakah in our rizq.
Aur hume aisa insaan banaye jo khud ka bhi khayal rakhe aur dusron ka bhi.

Aur dua hai ki aaj ka din sab ke liye best Eid ban jaye.

Toh aaj meri Eid ki morning thodi funny thi.

Main 9:00 baje uthi.
Aur sach bolu toh mujhe khud regret hua… matlab Eid ke din 9 baje kaun uthta hai?

Abbu bhi gusse mein the kyunki main soyi reh gayi thi. Maine unhe wish kiya, lekin woh thoda ignore karke job ke liye nikal gaye.

Anyways… maine decide kiya ki
“Jo bhi ho, main apna din enjoy karungi.”

Phir aaj mujhe meri punishment bhi mil gayi.

Kal raat maine bahut paani waste kar diya tha, isliye Ammi ne bola ki aaj sabse last turn meri hogi nahane ke liye.

Aur unka logic simple tha:
“Tab tak pani khatam ho jayega, phir wait karna padega.”

So basically mujhe 2:30 tak wait karna pada.

Tab tak maine kya kiya?

Phone uthaya…
aur reels, songs aur photos save karna start kar diya.

Ek transition video clip bhi save ki…
Yahan clearly mera shaitaan behavior dikh raha hai. πŸ˜…

Jab tak meri nahane ki turn aayi, tab tak ghar mein sab ready ho chuke the aur khana bhi ready tha.

Aur khane mein kya bana tha?

Mast garam garam biryani.

Aur jo mujhe jaante hai unhe pata hai…
mujhe biryani kitni pasand hai.

Maine 2 plates biryani khayi… garam garam.

Thodi der baad finally nahayi aur ready hui.

Aur honestly…
dress mujhe bahut acchi lagi.

Bas size thoda sa bada tha, lekin overall look perfect tha.

Phir plan bana ki main aur Chandyaari garden mein milte hai.
Wahan se Darling ko bhi bula liya, aur meri sis Dara toh mere saath thi hi.

Humne garden mein bahut saari photos click ki.

Aur sach kahu…
mujhe woh pictures bahut pasand aayi, specially meri favourite Chandyaari ke saath wali.

Garden jaane se pehle hum mummy ke friend ke ghar bhi gaye the. Wahan humne sevai aur dahi vade khaye, aur mujhe ₹100 ki eidi bhi mili.

Phir hum garden ki taraf nikal gaye.

Garden mein ek alag hi thandak aur sukoon wali feeling thi.

Photos, videos aur baatein…
sab kuch ekdum light aur happy vibe mein chal raha tha.

Aaj ki Eid maine slowly celebrate ki, lekin energy full thi.


Sach kahu toh is Eid par main kaafi khush thi — specially apni Chandyaari, Darling aur Dara ke saath.

Haan… dil ke kisi kone mein thoda sa kuch tha… lekin kabhi kabhi zyada sochne ka bhi koi fayda nahi hota.

Aur ek aur achhi baat —
aaj bahut logon ne mujhe Eid wish ki.

Aur uske liye main Alhamdulillah truly grateful hu.

onoo!!!!! mai share karna hi bhul gayi the best part what I love , jagah nahi thi so mai jameen par baith kar khane lagi pavbhaji and when my chandyaari look she too came with me.. and end mai hum ne ice-cream bhi kahayiii ...

Grateful for this day. πŸŒ™
Safarnama










DAY 78: CHANDRAAT- 2026, Last Roza, Pleases ramadan aur zara rukh jaooo

   20-03-2026 | Ramadan – Day 30 (Last Roza)

Assalamualaikum…
Aaj Ramadan ka last roza hai.

Finally… jis din ka hum sab intezar karte hai, woh aa hi gaya. Har taraf khushi hai, raunak hai, Eid ki vibes already market mein dikh rahi hai.

Mujhe pata hai aaj market mein bahut crowd hoga. Kallo ne mujhe bola tha ki station se aate waqt ek dupatta le aana, lekin sach kahu toh mujhe aaj uss bhare hue crowd mein jaana bilkul nahi tha. Eid ke ek din pehle market ka scene hi alag hota hai — log khul ke paise kharch karte hai, shopping karte hai, excitement har taraf hoti hai.

Tabhi mere mind mein ek thought aaya —
“Eid ka actual meaning kya hota hai?”

Mujhe aaj tak exactly pata hi nahi tha. Maine socha chalo fatafat search karte hai.

Aur pata chala ki Eid ka matlab hota hai ek aisa khushi ka din jab Muslims Allah ka shukr ada karte hai, dua karte hai aur apni khushi family, friends aur zaruratmand logon ke saath share karte hai.

Honestly…
Wah, kya khoobsurat meaning hai.

Lekin sach kahu…
Itne khushi ke din par bhi mere dil mein thodi udaasi thi.

Main bas apni hi duniya mein silent thi.

Dil chahta tha ki Ramadan ruk jaaye thoda aur…
Thoda aur roza, thodi aur ibadat, thodi aur sehri aur iftaar.

Yeh mahina itni jaldi guzar gaya.
Abhi toh lag raha tha jaise kal hi start hua tha.

Office mein bhi aaj ajeeb si fatigue thi. Kaam mein bilkul mann nahi lag raha tha.

Maine mummy ko call kiya aur bola:
“Aaj iftaar mein kuch mat banana, main le aati hu bahar se.”

Jaise hamesha hota hai… mummy ne har baar ki tarah aaj bhi mana kar diya. she never say yes to me..

Unhone bola:
“Pani puri ki tayari ho gayi hai, bas puri le aana.”

Bas phir… jaise taise din guzar gaya aur main office se nikal gayi. Aaj last day tha toh 1 hour early leave mil gayi.

Aur main soch rahi thi —
Ab Monday se phir wahi routine… andhere mein ghar aana.

Ghar pahunch kar jo iftar hua na… pani puri aur watermelon.

Aur sach mein… itna pani ho gaya stomach mein ki mujhe khud samajh nahi aa raha tha ki namaz kaise padhungi.

Sach kahu toh itne din baad blog likh rahi hu.
Pending blogs bahut hai, sab yaad bhi hai… lekin jo feeling us moment mein hoti hai na, woh baad mein utni strong nahi rehti.

Iftar ke waqt main sach mein ro padi.

Dil bahut heavy ho gaya.

Mujhe yaad hai Ramadan ki shuruat mein maine kaunsi dua maangi thi… aur aaj kis dua par usse khatam kar rahi hu.

Allah bhi na… iss mahine mein insaan ko bahut kuch sikha dete hai.

Is Ramadan mein meri duaein bhi change ho gayi.

Mujhe dheere dheere ehsaas hua ki kuch cheezein zidd se nahi milti.
Hume bas Allah par trust karna chahiye.

Woh Almighty hai…
Woh sab jaante hai.

Hume bas shukr ada karna chahiye aur ek achha insaan banne ki koshish karni chahiye.

Sach kahu toh mujhe lagta hai main perfect insaan nahi hu.
Kabhi kabhi main selfish bhi ho jaati hu.

Lekin mujhe yeh bhi samajh aaya hai —
khud ka sochna galat nahi hai, lekin dusron ke dil ka bhi khayal rakhna zaroori hai.

Aur main dil se aisa hi insaan banna chahti hu.

Aisa insaan jo:

  • bhuke ko khana de

  • beemar ki madad kare

  • aur apni zindagi se kisi aur ki zindagi asaan bana sake.

Haan… yeh sapne bahut bade hai.
Lekin dua hai ki ek din mere har alfaaz sach ho jaye... plezz allah ameen kar do..

Aur ek aur dua hai —

Allah mujhe kabhi kisi ka mohtaaj na banaye…
kisi bhi mard ka nahi.
Chahe woh abbu ho, bhai ho ya koi aur.

Phir main beauty shop gayi aur Eid ke liye thodi shopping ki — makeup, skincare aur Kashmiri chudiya.

Uske baad Isha ki namaz padhi.

Abbu se poocha ki aaj taraweeh hogi kya, unhone kaha nahi.

Phir maine namaz padhi… dua ki… aur Eid ki tayari start ho gayi.

Pics click hui, phone use hua… aur maine Surah Yaseen bhi padhi.

Iss Ramadan ka hisaab dekhu toh:

  • 1 Quran complete

  • 16 Yaseen

  • Namaz aur Taraweeh (sirf 2 miss hui)

Phir dil se ek dua nikalti hai:

Allahumma ballighna Ramadan.
Ya Allah, hume agla Ramadan bhi naseeb karna.

Aur meri ek aur badi dua hai —
Next Ramadan aur Eid Mecca aur Medina mein ho.

InshaAllah… Allah apne ghar bula le ek din.
Main, Ammi, Abbu, Fawdi, Kallo, Lala — sab saath.

Us raat Laylatul Jaiza bhi thi — woh raat jab Allah apne bandon ko gifts dete hai.

Isliye maine decide kiya ki raat ko jagna hai.

Aur Alhamdulillah… main 2:25 a.m. tak ibadat karti rahi.

Nafil namaz, shukrana aur bahut si duaein.

Phir mummy ka gussa bhi start ho gaya —
“Ab so ja, kal poora din soegi.”

Aur finally…

2:35 a.m. par main so gayi.

Shabba khair. πŸŒ™
Safarnama

DAY77:“Ramadan ke aakhri din aur 4Lyfer ke saath bitaya hua waqt — bas isi ko kehte hai asli khushi.”


19-03-2026 | Ramadan – Day 29

Ramadan ke aakhri din… aur dil mein ek ajeeb si khushi, kyunki aaj finally 4LyferS ka plan ban gaya.

Hii Hii Hii…
Aaj main level-up wali khushi mein hu. Itni cold war, itni choti moti fights aur itne discussions ke baad finally aaj hum 4LyferS milne wale hai.

Aur guess what?
Yeh humara iss saal ka first plan of 2026 hai

Alhamdulillah… aakhir ban hi gaya.

Waise toh hum kabhi kabhi milte rehte hai individually, lekin aaj hum chaaro ek saath milne wale the, aur woh excitement alag hi hoti hai.

Subah ke 11 baj rahe the, lekin WhatsApp group bilkul silent.
Na koi message, na koi reply.

Mere dimaag mein bas ek hi thought chal raha tha —
“Jaau ya na jaau?”

Phir maine apni Chandyaari ko call kiya.

“Tum nikli?”
“Nahi.”

Aur main phir confusion mein… niklu ya wait karu?

Gusse mein maine group mein message drop kar diya —
“Koi aa bhi raha hai ya nahi?”

Thodi der baad meri Beb ka call aaya.

“Tum group mein kya message daal rahi ho?”-aggresively

Maine uski baat ignore ki aur seedha poocha —
“Tum nikli kya?”

She said… “Yes.”mai raste mai hu 

Bas… us moment mujhe relief mila.
Matlab plan pakka hai.

Yehhhhhhh.

Main aur meri sis Dara turant ready hue aur bhaagte hue bus pakdi.

Aur guess what…
Hum sabse pehle pahunch gaye.

Baad mein call karke pata chala ki Chandyaari already pahunch chuki thi aur chup-chup ke ganne ka juice pi rahi thi.

Lol… mazaak kar rahi hu.
Hum sabka roza tha, toh obviously woh humse hide kar rahi thi.

Phir hum garden mein mile aur baatein, gossip aur full panchayat start ho gayi.

Thodi der baad meri Darling bhi aa gayi…
Aur bas 4Lyfer officially complete ho gaya.

Yehhhhhhhhh. ✨

Main unke liye ek chota sa gift bhi lekar aayi thi. Office se mujhe ₹600 ka voucher for Women's day mila tha, toh maine socha kyun na usse unke saath share karu.

Sach kahu toh…
Main unhe dil se bahut pyaar karti hu.

Aur meri dua hai ki Allah mujhe itna kabil banaye ki main unhe har khushi de saku… aur woh bhi hamesha khush rahe.

Baatein karte karte pata hi nahi chala time kaise nikal gaya.

Iftar ka time bhi kareeb aa raha tha, toh hum jaldi jaldi food lene gaye.

Humne order kiya:

Aloo chaat

Dahi papdi

Sukhi puri

Pav bhaji

Aur phir bhaagte bhaagte momos lene gaye…

Aur sach bolu?
Momos bahut hi kharab the.

₹400 mein sab aa gaya tha, lekin honestly sirf sukhi puri aur pav bhaji hi best thi.

Baaki sab… average.

Waise bhi jab 4Lyfers saath ho, toh time aur taste dono secondary ho jaate hai.

Kyuki unke saath waqt bahut jaldi nikal jaata hai.

Thodi der baad andhera bhi hone laga.

Phir Chandyaari ne mehndi cone mangwayi aur hum chaaro ne mehndi lagayi.

Honestly…
Yeh mera favourite moment tha aaj ka.

Kyuki humne kuch naya kiya saath mein.

Ek baat toh sach hai —
humare plans kabhi properly planned nahi hote.

Lekin phir bhi…
sab kuch apne aap itna pyara ho jaata hai.

Alhamdulillah…
Allah humari friendship ko kisi ki nazar se bachaye.

Phir dheere dheere ghar jaane ka time aa gaya.

Beb aur Darling nikal gaye.

Aur tab meri life mein aaj ek naya character ko mai introduce karwati hu aapse.

Mera cute aur handsome mu-bola bhai.

Khoon ka rishta nahi hai…
lekin kabhi kabhi khoon se bhi gehra lagta hai.

Uska naam hai Nu.

Mujhe uski vibe bahut achhi lagi.
Mujhe pareshan karna bhi usko pasand hai.

Aur meri duniya mein jahan main aksar men se door rehna pasand karti hu....., wahan Nu woh bhai hai jo mujhe respect karta hai, care karta hai aur mujhe waise accept karta hai jaise main hu.

Bas ek regret reh gaya…

Hum photo click karna bhool gaye.

abb Raat ho gayi thii like 10 ke baad hi hum nikle

Phir Chandyaari aur Nu ek auto mein chale gaye,
aur doosre auto mein main aur meri sis Dara.

Aur aaj ka din bas ek dua ke saath end karna chahti hu —

Ya Allah, waqt ke saath log milte bhi hai aur door bhi ho jaate hai…
lekin meri yeh request hai ki mere 4Lyfers ko hamesha mere saath rakho.
Humara bond aur strong ho,
hum hamesha milte rahe, haste rahe,
aur sab apni life mein kamyaab insaan bane.... Ameen

Alhamdulillah. Mashallah.
Aaj ka din bahut khoobsurat tha.

— Safarnama πŸŒ™





Wednesday, 25 March 2026

πŸ’DAY 76:“Ramadan Day 27… thodi neend ki kami, thoda office ka drama, thodi hasi gujju logo ke saath aur dil mein Eid ke aane ki halki si excitement.”

17-03-2026 | Ramadan – Day 27

Hii… Kem cho? Maja maa? πŸ˜„
Lol… itna gujju logon ke saath time spend karte karte mere dimaag mein bhi Gujarati awaazein ghoomti rehti hai.

Toh aaj ka din bhi wahi se start hua — office aur mere Gujarati colleagues ke saath.

Kal raat main Lailatul Qadr ke liye poori raat jaagi thi. Ibadat, dua, silence… woh raat waise hi special hoti hai. Lekin sach bataun toh uske baad meri aur Daraksha ki condition ekdum kharab ho gayi thi.

Humne sehri ki, aur phir literally bed par lash ki tarah gir gaye.
Sach mein… bilkul energy nahi thi.

Aur phir meri aankh khuli 10:40 a.m.

Jaise hi phone dekha, bas turant apne senior ko message kiya:
“Woke up late… coming as soon as possible.”

Aur phir kya…
bhaagte bhaagte office.

Ab toh yeh meri habit ban gayi hai — last moment pe bhaag kar office pahunchna.

Office pahunchne ke baad bhi honestly koi kaam nahi kiya. Main physically office mein thi… lekin meri soul abhi bhi bed par so rahi thi.

Pura din bas aankhon par paani maar maar ke khud ko jagane ki koshish karti rahi.

Finally ghar aayi, iftar kiya, aur phir ek aur confession…

Aaj maine hadd se zyada phone use kiya.

Sach mein bahut zyada.

Aur ab raat ko baith kar realise ho raha hai ki mujhe regret ho raha hai. Ramadan mein time aur bhi precious lagta hai, aur phir bhi kabhi kabhi hum usse waste kar dete hai.

Waise Eid bhi ab kaafi kareeb aa rahi hai.

Aur ek funny si baat — kal ke blog mein main mention karna bhool gayi thi ki mujhe meri first Eidi bhi mil gayi.

Haan… aur woh bhi mere favourite person ki taraf se.

Guess karo… boyfriend?

Na na na.

Meri Chandyaari ki taraf se.

Guess karo kaun hai meri chandyaari… 😌
Kabhi kabhi lagta hai agar woh meri boyfriend hoti na… toh shayad meri shaadi bhi ho gayi hoti ab tak.

But unfortunately…
yeh kabhi nahi hoga. πŸ˜…

Aur aaj kal ek aur cheez chal rahi hai —
4Lyfer mein thodi si cold fight.

Bas dua hai ki main apni zabaan sambhal lu, kyunki kabhi kabhi gusse mein lafz zyada tez nikal jaate hai.

Baaki…
din khatam, Ramadan ka safar bhi almost end par hai.

Alhamdulillah for everything. πŸŒ™πŸ’

Tuesday, 24 March 2026

πŸ“œDAY 75: “Ramadan Day 27: Laylatul Qadr, A Completed Quran & A Night Full of Peace” πŸŒ™✨

16-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 26 πŸŒ™✨

Oyeee hoyeee… welcome to my blogging era, where you’ll meet a small crazy flower 🌸 — choti si, but with big problems… aur woh bhi aise jo Allah nahi dete, balki khud hi create kar leti hai πŸ˜…

Aaj main bahot khush hu… pata hai kyun? Kyunki aaj ka din (ya kehna chahiye raat) mere liye bahot special tha 🀍

Subah Fajr ke time maine Quraan padhne ki koshish ki, lekin honestly main thodi slow reader hu. Mere andar woh regular habit nahi hai, but iss baar meri full niyat hai ki Ramadan ke baad bhi ibadat continue karungi, Inshallah.

Aaj sehri ke baad main soyi hi nahi… kyunki aaj thi ibaadat ki raat – Laylatul Qadr hai. Yeh woh raat hai jo last 10 of ramadan ke dinon mein aati hai (21, 23, 25, 27, 29), aur log specially 27th night ko zyada importance dete hain. Iss baar humne (Me & Fawdi) decide kiya ki poori raat jaagna hai.

Sach kahu toh halat thodi kharab ho jaati hai — fatigue, neend, sab ek side… but phir bhi hum dono ne poori raat jaagi 🀍
Aur iss raat ki sabse badi khushkhabri…

Meri Quraan mukammal ho gayi

Alhamdulillah. 🀍
Dil se shukr hai mere Allah ka — jo diya uske liye bhi, aur jo nahi diya uske liye bhi.
Love you Rasul-e-Pak and my dear Allah 🀍

Sach kahu toh mujhe unbelievable wali feeling aa rahi thi. Jab main last para (30th para) mein thi, specially Surah Al-Qadr par, main thodi der ke liye ruk gayi… emotional ho gayi. Mujhe aisa laga jaise Allah ne jaan-bujh kar mujhe slow rakha taaki meri Quraan issi special raat par hi mukammal ho. Niyat toh bilkul nahi thi ki itna delay hoga… but maybe this was His plan ✨

Aaj ki raat ka ek aur beautiful part tha — duaon ki list πŸ“œ
Itni saari duaein thi ki ab lagta hai aur bhi maangna chahiye tha… but jo bhi maanga dil se maanga 🀍

Beech mein thodi masti bhi hui, hasi-mazaak bhi… aur sach mein, raat ki thandak aur dil ka sukoon — next level tha. Aisa laga jaise duniya ka stress hi gayab ho gaya… even ye bhi bhool gayi ki mujhe office bhi jaana hai πŸ˜…

Ghar wale bol rahe the “raat mat jaago, office hai”… but kya karein, aisi raat baar-baar nahi aati.


Alhamdulillah for everything. πŸŒ™πŸŒΈ

Monday, 23 March 2026

🀲DAY 74: Ramadan ke Aakhri 5 Din: Bas Qur’an Mukammal Ho Jaye πŸ€²πŸŒ™

15-03-2026 : Ramadan Day- 25

Hii… I’m back with another blog.

Haan, blog thoda late likh rahi hu. Lekin sach bataun toh likhna kabhi rukta nahi. Kabhi apni chhoti diary mein kuch lines likh leti hu, aur kabhi phone ki gallery mein photos  save kar leti hu… taaki meri memories kahin kho na jaayein.kyuki mera brain-backup bahot kharab hai

Ab Ramadan ke hum aur 5 din ke mehmaan hai  Aur mere zehan mein bas ek hi khayal chal raha hai — mujhe Qur’an mukammal karni hai.

Abhi bhi kaafi paare baaki hai.
Isliye ab dil sirf yahi chahta hai —

Bas namaz ho…
Zikr ho…
Aur ibadat ho…

Duniya ki baaki sab cheezein thodi der ke liye ruk jaayein.

Ya Allah…
Mujhe iss Ramadan mein Qur’an mukammal karne ki taufeeq ata farma.

Ameen. πŸ€²πŸŒ™

Safarnama

Thursday, 19 March 2026

πŸ‘œDAY 73: Ibadat, Convincing & A Sudden Shopping Plan” πŸ’°πŸ’΅

  14-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 24 πŸŒ™

Hiii…

Aaj ka din bhi bina planning ke hi plan ban gaya πŸ˜…. Ammi ne already decide kar liya tha ki unhe bazaar jaana hai shopping ke liye, aur hum bachche toh clearly “nahi aana” mood mein the… but as always, thodi si convincing ke baad mujhe haan kehna hi pada.

Din ki shuruaat maine Quraan ke saath ki. Main apna 25th–26th para read kar rahi thi, lekin beech mein hi break lena pada kyunki bahar jaana tha. Maine jaldi se apna part complete kiya, Surah Yaseen bhi padi, aur phir fatafat ready hoke nikal gayi.

Iftaar ke baad hum bazaar gaye aur waha bahot saari shopping ki. Ramadan ke time markets ka vibe hi alag hota hai — lights, rush, aur ek festive feeling ✨. Thodi thakaan bhi hui, but it was still a good experience.

Wapas ghar aake namaz padi, aur phir seedha rest mode 😴.

Aur bas, isi tarah simple aur thoda hectic sa tha mera Ramadan Day 24 — ibadat, thodi si shopping, aur family time ke saath.

Alhamdulillah for another day. πŸŒ™πŸ€

-safarnama

🌸DAY 72: When Faith Comes First

 13-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 23 πŸŒ™

Hiii… me In Auto..

I’m back again writing my pending blog. Sach kahu toh maine likhna thoda pause kar diya tha, because mujhe Quraan jaldi se jaldi mukammal karni thi. Ramadan ke last days mein honestly ibadat ke liye time nikalna thoda difficult ho jata hai, aur woh mere liye priority thi.

Waise likhne mein hardly 10–20 minutes lagte hain, but mera laptop hi 30 minutes leta hai open hone mein πŸ˜­ so pura mood aur time wahi chala jata hai… that’s the real problem.

Ab chalo aaj ka din conclude karti hu. Itna detail yaad nahi hai, but I always try to capture something through pictures, so that helps me recall.

Aaj ka din kaafi important tha. Ek taraf Lala ke exams the, jiske liye meri dua bas loop mein chal rahi thi. Dusri taraf office mein ek deal close karni thi, jo Alhamdulillah successfully ho gayi 🀍✨. Us moment ne pura din bana diya.

Phir wahi usual routine — office se bhaag-bhaag ke ghar aana, iftaar ki preparation, namaz… sab kuch ek flow mein chal raha tha. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai din kitni jaldi nikal jata hai, especially Ramadan ke time.

Overall, chahe din simple tha, but it had its own importance — dua, kaam aur gratitude.

Alhamdulillah for everything. πŸŒ™✨

Friday, 13 March 2026

πŸ˜…DAY 71: Back to Roza, Back to Routine

12-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 22 πŸŒ™

Hiii…

It’s 12:51 a.m., and as always the blog is a little delayed πŸ˜… so let me quickly document a short summary of my day.

Honestly, today was a really beautiful day. I feel like I’m finally back into my Ramadan routine because my rozas have restarted, and that feeling itself makes me so grateful. Sometimes I feel very lucky in this Ramadan because it feels like Allah has reinvited me to pray and stay connected with Him. Managing office work along with namaz and roza is not always easy, but somehow everything is falling into place. I truly believe it’s all Allah’s karam and blessings.

Office was quite busy today as well. There were many calls and meetings, and the day went by quickly while handling work. But the highlight of my day was when I went to one of my favorite places. Can you guess? Beach? No… it was a garden. The weather there felt amazing — cool breeze, peaceful vibe, and good company with friends.

Honestly, we spent more time chatting on our phones than actually enjoying the garden πŸ˜„ but still, I really loved that time. Sometimes even simple moments like sitting together, talking, and feeling the calm environment make the day special.

After spending some time there, I returned back to the office and continued with the remaining work. And just like that, the day slowly came to an end.

Overall, today felt positive, peaceful, and motivating. It reminded me that even during a busy routine, small breaks and gratitude can make the whole day feel beautiful.

Alhamdulillah for a good day. 

-SafarnamaπŸŒ™

Thursday, 12 March 2026

πŸ›️Day 70: From Morning Chaos to Late-Night Shopping

11-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 21 πŸŒ™

Hii… Kaisa tha aaj ka din?  life ke maze chal rahe hain ya phir band baji padi hai, ye samajh nahi aa raha. Sach bolu toh aaj kal meri toh proper band baji hui hai, kyunki roz office late pahoch rahi hu. Abhi se itni garmi hai… suraj mamu full power mein aa gaye hain. Soch rahi hu agar abhi March mein itni heat hai toh April, May aur June ka kya hoga. Bas dua hai ki kisi tarah ye garmi nikal jaye.

Chalo aaj ka pura din document karti hu.pehle hi Im informing the blog is long

Subah 7:40 a.m. ko uthi. Office 8:45 a.m. ka hai, jo ki practically impossible ho gaya tha, kyunki mujhe hair wash bhi karna tha aur fresh bhi hona tha. Kal se main phir se roza restart karne wali hu, toh thoda routine set karna tha.

Phir 9 baje main ghar se nikli aur pata chala ki ghar mein cash nahi hai aur mere phone mein internet bhi nahi tha. Maine iss time bas 199 ka recharge karwaya hai jisme pura month sirf 2GB data milta hai… aur woh bhi ek week mein hi khatam ho jata hai. Lekin kya karein, abhi itni ameer bhi nahi hu ki mehenga recharge karu.

ATM gayi toh pata chala ATM hi kaam nahi kar raha. Phir kya… metro station tak bhaagna pada bhai ke saath taaki cash nikal kar mummy ko de du. Mummy ne mujhe 100 rupees diye the kaam ke liye.

Subah-subah full drama already ho chuka tha. Ab bus ka wait kar rahi thi… par bus hi nahi aa rahi thi. Metro bhi option tha lekin waha ticket ki line thi aur mujhe 8 rupees save karne the (budget life πŸ˜…). Tabhi ek sharing auto wale uncle aaye aur main seedha usme jump kar gayi kyunki late ho rahi thi. Ek ladki aur ek ladka bhi the, hum teen log Andheri station ke liye nikal gaye.

Pehle ye uncle 10 rupees lete the… ab yaha bhi inflation15 rupees ho gaye. Aur jab 100 rupees diye toh unke paas chutte nahi the. Toh maine 10 rupees diye aur 5 rupees udhaar reh gaye. Inshallah kabhi milenge toh de dungi.

Phir slow train se office pahochi aur time ho chuka tha 9:30 a.m.. Itni sharam aa rahi thi ki kisi ka face hi nahi dekha. Seedha apne desk par baith kar newspaper padhne lagi. Hamare V sir ko pata hai ki pure office mein main hi ek dedicated newspaper reader hu.So the paper is always there on my desk.

Phir kaam start hua. 1 baje client meeting thi mutual fund investment forms drop karne ke liye. Bahar kadak dhoop thi aur mujhe bahot mann ho raha tha ki ek juice ya cold drink pee lu. Lekin Ramadan ke time honestly mujhe bahot dar lagta hai… pata nahi koi dekh le ya koi pehchaan wala mil jaye. Main safe jagah dhoond bhi rahi thi jaha kuch kha-pee sakun, par himmat hi nahi hui. Isliye main seedha auto lekar wapas office aa gayi.

Office mein 12:30 se 2:00 ke beech kabhi-kabhi thoda timepass hi hota hai kyunki clients ka bhi lunch time hota hai. Phir 4 baje tak calling chalta raha.

Around 3:30 maine senior se permission li ek aur meeting ke liye. Yeh meeting ek Bohri Muslim client ke ghar par thi. Unke husband ka unfortunately 2 months pehle dehant ho gaya tha. Ab unke shares unki wife ke account mein transfer karne the, aur uske liye video verification zaroori tha. Lekin unki iddat chal rahi thi, isliye woh kisi gair mard se mil nahi sakti thi aur ghar mein bhi koi available nahi tha.

Main Bohri colony pahochi. Tab tak main bahot thak chuki thi, garmi aur pyaas se halat kharab thi. Lekin waha enter karte hi mera mood thoda change ho gaya. Waha ka environment bahot hi alag aur beautiful tha. Dono sides par buildings thi aur beech mein ek clean road. Waha ek bahot khubsurat masjid thi jo door se dekhkar hi peaceful feel ho raha tha.

Chhote-chhote bachche topi pehen kar cycle chala rahe the. Har building ke bahar glass wall par “Ya Ali” aur “Ya Hussain” red color mein likha tha. Har ghar ke darwaze par bhi wahi likha hua tha. Yeh sab dekhna mere liye naya experience tha kyunki unki community ka lifestyle bahot different aur organized laga.

Unke ghar ke andar Saudi style rugs the aur floor par pillows the jaha family gathering ke liye log baithte honge. Unhone mujhe paani offer kiya lekin maine mana kar diya. Phir unhe samajh aa gaya ki Ramadan hai, toh unhone mujhe masala peanuts aur khajoor ka small pack diya. Sach bolu toh meri wishlist mein bhi tha ki kabhi Bohri ghar ka experience mile… aur aaj mil gaya.

Kaam complete karke main wapas ghar aa gayi.

Aaj kal garmi sach mein bahot zyada ho rahi hai. Shaam ko iftar kiya aur phir thodi shopping bhi ki. Mujhe realize hua ki market mein bhi bahot Pinterest-style aesthetic cheezein mil rahi hain… bas hume price knowledge hona chahiye taaki comparison kar sakein.

Finally hum 11:40 p.m. ke around ghar wapas aaye.

Aur bas… is tarah khatam hua mera Ramadan Day 21 — thoda thakaan, thoda struggle, thoda observation aur end mein thodi si shopping. πŸŒ™✨

-Safarnama πŸŒ™

Tuesday, 10 March 2026

🌻 DAY69: I completed.. A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNSπŸ“š

10-02-2026 | Ramadan Day 20

Today I finished reading the novel A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, and it left a very deep impact on me. The title itself carries a beautiful meaning — “A Thousand Splendid Suns” represents countless sources of strength, beauty, and hope shining even during the darkest times. It perfectly reflects the lives of the women in the story who continue to endure hardship but still hold onto courage and hope.

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Let me share the story behind how I started reading this book. I didn’t originally plan to read it. A friend of my friend posted an Instagram story saying the book was very emotional, along with crying emojis. That stayed in my mind.

After about five or six days, while I was scrolling my office library that is in my phone.#digi library I have.  I was actually searching for another book by the same author, The Kite Runner. Unfortunately, it was not available. But while searching, I noticed A Thousand Splendid Suns, also written by Khaled Hosseini. Since I remembered the Instagram story and the emotional reactions people had, I decided to pick it up and start reading.

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At the beginning, the story slowly introduces Mariam, the main character. Her childhood and her innocent curiosity about the world made the story interesting for me. Like any young girl, she wanted to see the world, meet people, and experience life beyond her small hut.

But when she finally tried to step into that world, she was treated badly. When she returned home and discovered that her mother had died, that moment felt extremely heartbreaking. I truly felt the sadness of the character.

Later in the story, Mariam is forced into a marriage at a very young age. She was only fifteen years old, while her husband Rasheed was forty-four. Seeing her face years of domestic violence and emotional suffering was very disturbing to me . Reading those parts made me angry and upset, and it reminded me that even today many women still face similar situations in real life.

While reading those chapters, I couldn’t stop thinking about how unfair the world can sometimes be for women. It made me pray that Allah protects and supports women everywhere who are facing hardship and injustice.

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This book taught me many powerful lessons. It shows how women can be incredibly strong even in the most painful situations. Mariam’s journey, from suffering quietly to finally showing courage and sacrifice, demonstrates true bravery.

Now I understand why so many people cry while reading this novel. The emotions, the struggles, and the sacrifices of the characters are so real that they deeply touch the reader’s heart.

For me, this book was not just a story. It was a reminder of the importance of strength, compassion, and hope even during difficult times.

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One of the most emotional parts of the book appears near the end, when Mariam finally learns the truth through Jalil’s letter. In the letter, Jalil admits that he always loved Mariam but was too weak and afraid of society to accept her openly as his daughter.

He expresses deep regret for the way he treated her and apologizes for not protecting her when she needed him the most. He even says that not opening the door when Mariam came to his house as a child was the biggest mistake of his life. Along with the letter, he leaves money for her and hopes she will forgive him.

Reading that letter is heartbreaking because Mariam never got the chance to read it while she was alive. The apology comes too late. It shows how sometimes people realize their mistakes only after it is impossible to change the past.

Reading A Thousand Splendid Suns during Ramadan and specially near the women's day week may its Allah's plan or something he is trying to sign me felt meaningful because it made me reflect on humanity, patience, and resilience. Some stories stay with you long after you finish the last page — and this is definitely one of them.

If you enjoy emotional and meaningful stories that explore human strength and sacrifice, I would definitely recommend reading this book.

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 Book Summary – A Thousand Splendid Suns

Author: Khaled Hosseini

A Thousand Splendid Suns is a powerful and emotional novel that tells the story of two Afghan women, Mariam and Laila, whose lives become deeply connected during difficult times in Afghanistan’s history.

The story begins with Mariam, a girl born as an illegitimate child. She grows up in isolation with her mother, Nana, in a small hut outside the city of Herat. Mariam’s father, Jalil, is a wealthy man who visits her occasionally but never truly accepts her as part of his family. After Mariam’s mother dies, Jalil’s family forces Mariam into marriage with Rasheed, a much older man living in Kabul. At first Rasheed appears kind, but over time he becomes controlling and abusive. Mariam suffers many miscarriages, and Rasheed grows increasingly cruel toward her.

Years later, the story introduces Laila, a young girl from Kabul who grows up during the war in Afghanistan. Laila’s father encourages her education and dreams of a better future for her. She falls in love with her childhood friend Tariq, but war changes everything. After a rocket attack kills Laila’s parents, Rasheed takes the injured Laila into his home. When Laila realizes she is pregnant with Tariq’s child and believes Tariq is dead, she agrees to marry Rasheed in order to survive.

Now living under the same roof, Mariam and Laila initially struggle with jealousy and tension. However, Rasheed’s increasing cruelty brings them closer together. Over time they develop a deep bond like mother and daughter, supporting each other through hardship. Laila gives birth to a daughter named Aziza and later a son named Zalmai, but Rasheed continues to treat them harshly.

Life becomes even more difficult when the Taliban take control of Afghanistan, imposing strict rules that limit women’s freedom and opportunities. Poverty and suffering grow worse for the family.

The turning point of the story occurs when Rasheed violently attacks Laila after discovering the truth about her relationship with Tariq, who eventually returns alive. To save Laila’s life, Mariam kills Rasheed. Knowing that someone must face punishment for the act, Mariam bravely takes responsibility so that Laila, Tariq, and the children can escape and build a new life.

Mariam is later executed, but she faces her fate with peace, knowing that her sacrifice has given the people she loves a chance at freedom and happiness. Laila eventually returns to Kabul with Tariq and begins helping rebuild the country by working at an orphanage.

The novel explores themes of love, sacrifice, friendship, resilience, and the strength of women. Through Mariam and Laila’s journey, the story shows how hope and courage can survive even in the most painful circumstances. 

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May its a biggest blog I ever posted 

Aallahhafiz-

🌷Safarnama.




🌷DAY68: HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY

09-03-2026 | Ramadan Day 19

Aaj ka din honestly kaafi mast tha.
Matlab aisa kuch khaas nahi kiya maine… bas pura din lazily nikal gaya. Market bhi abhi down chal raha hai, toh kaam ka pressure bhi zyada nahi tha. Kabhi kabhi aise din bhi zaroori hote hai na — Jaha mast aram karo aur chill kro tuesday to sat -sun tension lelungi ...lets do the chill.

By the way… Belated Happy Women’s Day.🌷

Kal duniya bhar mein Women’s Day celebrate hua. Har jagah posts, speeches aur appreciation. Har kisi ka apna perspective hota hai as a woman and people presented that too..(loved it)

Aur aaj main bhi apni feeling share karna chahti hu…
ek woman hone ki feeling. yessssss............................

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When I was little girl, I don’t know the world yet. I run freely in the streets, I laugh loudly, I trust everyone. Childhood doesn’t teach me to fear with anyone. Life does. 

I still remember one incident from when I was very young. There was a Dark uncle around in an auto parking area where I used to play. I don’t remember much, only fragments. But even today when I think about it, I realise he can harm me but By Allah’s grace, nothing happened to me. But the memory still sits somewhere quietly in my mind....

There is one more..sadly

I must have been around six or seven years old. One evening, a stranger took me away from my area. I still remember the scene as if it was painted in my mind forever — the yellow street lights, the dark sky, the quiet road.

He took me to my favourite ice-cream stall.

At that age, I didn’t know what good touch or bad touch meant. No one had taught me. I was just a child who thought the world was safe.

Again, by Allah’s grace, he didn’t harm me.
The man was actually a fruit seller who had a big banana godown near our house, close to the Masjid where I used to play before going to school.

But today when I look back at it as an adult… I realise how dangerous that moment could have been.

Being a girl is not easy.

There is a phase in every girl’s life when her body starts changing. For me, that phase came with fear instead of comfort. I remember how the eyes of my schoolmates started changing when my body started growing. Even some girls laughed or whispered.

I was so embarrassed and scared that I never even shared with my friends when I got my periods. I stayed silent. I hide it.

Maybe that’s why today I don’t have any close school friends.

Then there are memories from Mumbai’s local trains — crowded compartments, people everywhere. I must have been in 6th or 7th standard. Just a child.

But I still remember those uncomfortable touches from men in the crowd. At that time, no one had taught me to shout, to push someone away, to raise my voice. No one had explained what harassment was.

I only knew one thing —
I felt very bad.

So bad that sometimes I couldn’t even sleep peacefully at night.

There is another memory I still carry.

A man smell cigarette once came too close to me. He leaned near my ears and mouth while speaking and touched my shoulders casually, as if it meant nothing. I hate it . I hate it

And again…
I stayed silent.

There were also moments when someone closer to me crossed boundaries. I forget to erase all but unable to do it...

I didn’t speak.

Sometimes life teaches us a strange lesson:
Where I shouldn’t shout, I shout.
And where I should shout… I remain silent.
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And later… I only regret it.

These are just a few stories from my life as a woman. There are deeper ones too — stories that are still buried, still not ready to come out.

But despite everything, I don’t judge all men.

Because in my life, I have also seen good men. Men who respect, who protect, who treat women like human beings — not objects.

Those men are rare, but they exist.
And for them, I have respect.

But for the men who see women only as physical servants — a mindset that has existed for decades and sadly still exists today — I carry anger. The Big Anger......

Today, I just want to send love to all the women and the Lil child and girls around me.

To the girls who silently carry their pain.
To the women who still smile despite everything they have faced.
To the strong ones who survived things they never deserved.

You are not weak.

You are flowers that survived storms.

I Dua:

May Allah protect every woman in this world.
May every girl grow up feeling safe.
May every woman find respect.

May Every women Always be queen in the world and be 10/10 everywhere..

And may the next generation of girls never have to write stories like this.

Happy Women’s Day to every strong, intelligent, beautiful woman out there. I love you are womens..🌷

more to talk but We’ll talk again… some other day.