When I was a child “add your own childhood memory”
My own version, when I was a child my sister cut my hairs without telling anyone and threw them outside. My dad came home and told someone cut their hairs and threw them outside. Littering is not right, she was trying to hide in an open hair. You can imagine the trouble we got after that.
the club week programs that we used to have in my village. the name of the club was: anjuman-e-seHat o tafreeH [Health and Recreational Club] of ------- [my village name]…those 10 days were a lot of fun for everyone of all ages. we used to have sport events, hunting trip, bait baazii, mushaa’ira, qawwali, stage dramas and talent presentation. i remember i used to make sound of the “chakki”…phuk phuk phuk…that was my talent at age 5-7 lol
the biggest event was the annual dinner followed by mushaira. my dad did NOT allow us to go to qawwali event.
haaye, i miss those days!
koii lauTaa de mire beete huye din!
ba-qaul Iqbal:**
haN, dikhaa de, ai tasavvur!, phir vo subHo shaam tu!
dauR peechhe kii taraf, ai gardish-e-aiyaam tu!!! **