Comedy of Errors

There are times when one thing can have dual meanings and its makes the whole situation hilarious.
One fine my morning, my colleague opened her inbox and found a business email from Nigerian counter part, which opened like below:


Good Morning,


How was your night?


My colleague got confused and thought that other person might have done it by mistake. But, no, it was written in all good spirits.
Actually, this is how Nigerian asks about your well being. Though for us Pakistanis it’s little awkward, and we may feel offended. Our night spends are pretty personal and who asks about your night anyways; at least not in my part of the world.


Later sometime, I and few team mates were having after-lunch chat and discussing my Egyptian assignment and the Mummies. In between, my team mate popped up a statement saying “You will return becoming Mummy from there”. I was embarrassed and laughing hard at the same time and told her I hold no such plans.


Thankfully, my elders don’t get to know such comical conversations.

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(FUN) Fact Sheet --- > Cairo, Egypt

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With in 24 hours of my landing in Egyptian capital, I learned that……




1. Egyptian women doesn’t really know how to handle kids. Leave them to cry so others can have free headache.


2. They are super-busted.


3. Extremes are found among women. From knee-length skirt to full head scarf. Just at the breakfast today, I saw a woman with her whole face covered with thick black veil. She was eating her breakfast as per the instructions of her husband. I pity her.


4. Egyptians have no sense of queuing. I literally fought for my turn at immigration counter.


5. Egyptian men love crew cut or stay bald. It suits them in my opinion. Cool.


6. Small girls can be found tying various ponytails(Note: ponytails not braids). Its done very neatly. I have to admit african reagion is too good at hair styling.


7. They love wasting time.


8. One is required to smile and ask for their well being even if you meet 5 times a day.


9. Women know beautiful ways of wearing headscarves.


10. It doesn’t really matter if it’s a Muslim country, one has to survive on toilet roll.

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Speak to me

There are few people I know, in this world, who can make me sleep while speaking.
It's not because they are boring, but the sweetest. The kind of tone they hold in their voice boxes is serene and works as a lullaby. Such voices should never hold meetings with me as I get hypnotized by their wonder voice.
I either start yawning, which is obviously offending, or start looking at them with a dreamy expression, which again is dangerous for my own sake. Men might get wrong signals you know.


Anyways, such voices should be recorded and given to insomniacs.


Might help.

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25 +

Its not like that today is my birthday; just that I am realizing that how does it feel to be a little over your silver jubilee of life. Recently, a colleague celebrated her 25th birthday in a festive manner. The festival started 2 days before and remained there for 4 days. My take out was that becoming 25 is a big deal so why didn’t I celebrate. Maybe for me it was just another year and couldn’t be stopped.


When I turned 25, my mother gave me a surprising look saying “Tum 25 ki hogayi?” I gave her a reality bite by replying “Yes, and still with you”. Her remark gave me a reality bite too that turning 25 for a girl isn’t very congratulatory but may raise eyebrows. As if turning 25 is a sin or controllable factor.


People start questioning your relationship status and its reasons, in case you are single like me. Not only that, but I also realized that girls, who are a little behind to leap the silver mark, consider themselves younger or let us say junior to me. Now, obviously, I don’t expect myself to take out my ID card and show them that I am 25+ and not 40+ so take a chill pill, please. I think this has something to do with our social setup and culture where a girl less than 25 is supposedly still in demand and can fling away with responsibilities. On the other hand, women like me should act MORE mature, responsible, cultured and preferably married with kids. Why am I emphasizing on the word more; because socially speaking, girls should have all the said qualities by birth.


Being 25+ gives me an air of freedom and I consider myself on the confusion-less path. The only thing freaks me most that at 25, I was all settled in life, whereas I know tons of souls who are still studying and planning the future. God, I still can’t figure out why was I in a hurry?


My plans for after 25 were just like making sandcastles ruined by tyrant waves of time and circumstances. Still, I don’t make a fuss of it. In west, people start taking life seriously and make aims much after hitting silver line. Here, in my part of the world, we are done with all the seriousness by the time we reach our silver mark.


Life has its own course to teach us itself, so I guess I had my silver medal. For a while, let’s take some advance courses before life awards me a gold medal.

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