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My 30 under 30

 I turned 30 this year. 2020, 1990 kid. Amazing year this has been. 

In these thirty years, I have witnessed miracles, so many miracles yet there is so much still that I haven't and probably never will. I know a lot, much more than I did when I turned twenty. Yet there is so much I do not know and with every day that passes, I realize it more and more. 

Tonight, or tomorrow night, Saturn and Jupiter are supposed to be in conjunction, an event that may not happen again for 800 years. Definitely not in my lifetime. However, I cannot go see it even though I want to. I have got two little stars at home sleeping and even if I managed to venture outside for a quick peek, I wouldn't know where to look and will definitely not be able to see from the place I can venture out to, the covered parking lot outside :)

I sat talking with my mother about things I haven't achieved and the sense of loss over a 'wasted' decade. She began listing things that I have accomplished and I realized a lot of them come in twos or multiples of twos :D This year has also been a 'milestone/ landmark' anniversary of many events in my life:

1- Ten year anniversary of Nanabu Saleem and Vajiha's death

2- Fifteen year anniversary of Nani amma's death

3- Five year anniversary of dadi amma's death

4- Ten year anniversary of my feeling for the first time what it meant to have one's world turn topsy turvy, Peron Talay Zameen khisakna, etc. It's the ten-year anniversary of my not gaining my first love. Yet I still/ will always feel richer for having fallen in love with him.

5- Ten year anniversary of me taking on the biggest campaign I have run and the biggest event I have headed - and failed spectacularly lol

6- ten year anniversary of me getting the editor-ship of the University magazine 

7- so so many other things that I am getting tired of writing them all :)

As for what I have achieved in these ten years 2010 - 2010:

1- two Bachelors'

2- two Masters'

3- five US states I have established a home in

4- two children

5- two marriages / dealt with two husbands, sets of in-laws, etc.

6- two countries I have called my home: USA and Pakistan

7- two divorces

8- two court cases in two different countries on two different continents

9- two different continents I have lived in: North America and Asia

10- three Pakistani cities I have called my home

11- two Pakistani provinces I have lived in

12- six international air-trips

13- dual citizenship

14- three ijazas

15- six workplaces I have made a difference in

16- two regular blogs I have kept up

17- had my one dear Billie alive and thrive

18- 18 homes I have settled in - #wanderlust

16- uncountable experiences, friends, volunteer hours, hours spent reading, hours loving, and living life


Alhumdulillah I have lived fully and with all my heart. Taken trips, met so many different people that I have become an amalgamation of, so so much good my Lord has bestowed upon me...alhamdulillah <3 <3 <3




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