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…it’s tough to believe it’s been more than a year since i joined @. in another month the current team i work with will leave office and i’ll start my next term, with a completely different set of people. it’s a very weird feeling…

wedding bells…

it’s weird, in the last one month two people i’m really close to got one step closer to tying the knot.

lukhan baloch, the youngest of the baloch sisters and one of my best friends since 4rth grade got married. she got married to a guy that she loves. she’s actually old enough to love a guy! i’m never going to think of lukhan as anything other than the person who i mercilessly beat (yes, yes…punches n all!), who showed up at my 11th b’day in the weirdest clothes imaginable, who used to loan me her “smash hits” magazines…someone i could have hour long conversations with on the phone..someone who lives in a different country now, someone who’s moving even further away soon. i also feel it is my duty to point out that the picture in NO WAY shows lukhan in her true light, the picture i have from my birthday, however, does…if i didn’t fear for my life i would upload it. i do, so i really can’t. she’s a hellfire, and she’s going to come all the way back from the uk to kill me if she finds out i put it up…however, i shall be presenting her husband with that as a wedding gift…a little something he can use as blackmail the rest of his life…

the other person, my brother, didn’t get married – but will be getting married at the end of this year. again, he’s getting married to someone he loves…another odd thing – since all i can remember is him beating me up (mercilessly i might add) day in and day out since the first day i can remember. asides from the beating we havea great relationship – he tells me what to do, i don’t do it, he gets pissed, i get scolded, sanctions are imposed, i sulk, i whine, i get my way (or not), we hang out, proceed to forget about the whole affair… 🙂

he made my first 2 years at college a living nightmare…he not only knew everyone, but had also moved to lahore for a few months in the middle. which meant that i had to deal with him telling me what to do IN PERSON! which is bad…i mean adeels temper is something best dealt with from a different postal code. still…he was in lahore – which wouldn’t have been bad if he hadn’t known the ENTIRE university. so imagine something like 10 friends of his calling him to tell him what i had been up to everyday…he always knew what i was up to…which meant i had to tell him everything myself. again not something i particularly look forward to…i’ve realised it’s better to just let him find stuff out himself…he can deal with it whatever way he wants to…and since he now lives in karachi there are fewer chances i’ll get killed while he’s adjusting to the fact 🙂

it’s weird – i’m now old enough that my best friends married, my brother close to it, and my sister has a daughter who’s 3 years old…its time like these when i actually start wondering about where the heck i’m headed… 🙂 more on that later maybe…