Twas my third day of Labour Room posting. I had mentioned in my previous post that I wanted to have a day shift this week coz of the namaz thingie… and that meant being with the first unit. So, God heard my prayers… :)
We are roll numbers 1 to 6 in first unit… Abubaker, Advait, Afzal, Aish, Akhil and me. Actually we did go to LAmbi to ask her to shuffle the numbers and send me in the second unit and let Aneesha enter the first unit (she’s Afzal’s gal frnd and Aish’s best friend) the reason we had given was that Almas wud be alone while going to the hostel coz the others are boys and Aish is a day-schi :D :D :D lolz… lies realy don work wid me… newaz… LAmbi told ki we, as internees, are supposed to LIVE in the internees’ room for 15 days… and not go back to the hostel after each shift…
So, the plan of shuffling numbers flopped big time…. But, since I wanted to have my ‘no namaz’ time during the day shift, I was kind of relaxed…. But Aneesha got really desp bout it… she started crying..
Khair… that was over…
I assisted two deliveries… day was Alhamdulillah ok. But I didn’t get attendance coz I ran to get the bus soon after class was over (at 8.45 pm)…that’s coz the Sisters nite not open the door so late at nite.. I had told them ki I’d be bak by 9 par I was late. That made me super desp and I shouted at mummy. God knows why I do this,,,, and then I was soooooooooooooo sorry… I called up mummy so many tines to say sorry,
I luv my parents,,,, :)
This was written on the third day of my labour room, jaise ki likha hai…. I slept mid way….posting it newaz… coz im so fed up of deleting half written things, I have decided I will post all my half written things from now on… maybe it will stop me from doing it again.
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