5 things that I learned from my recent trip to Pakistan

With a super messy house around , I’m sitting with my 3rd mug of chaye here- Nayel and Haya playing and I thought of sharing 5 things that I learned from my recent trip to Pakistan:

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1. Travel. Don’t be scared of going around. Don’t wait for tomorrow or when your kids will grow up. Or when you will have a lot of savings. Plan for now and do it. You never know what tomorrow brings for you and parentings just keeps getting harder. Today is the right time.

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2. Start with your own country- you will be shocked how beautiful your own hometown is. Start small. We always save to travel big. Start from your local place. Visit local cafes. Explore culture and take it simple. Great stories and hidden in simple things.

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3. Take out a moment to speak to local people. On my visit to Northern Pakistan- I happened to visit a school- I was shocked how everyone spoke in English – how grateful , welcoming and hospitable they were.

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4. Enjoy local small road side cafes and their food. Invest time to search for their own fruits and vegetables- and try those! You will be amazed on the flavour and sometimes won’t even know they exist!

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5. If possible- stay longer. Plan less places and explore more. Stay there. Look at their daily lives. Walk around the beautiful streets and visit local museums. Pray in small mosques and buy roadside souvenirs instead of going into fancy malls.

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My trip exploring my own country has awaken a travel lust in me. Living in Dubai- I haven’t ever been to the local places and cultural sites. And that’s where I will start now. Alhamdullilah for the changing weather- I cannot wait to be a tourist in my own city- Dubai!

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If you know of cultural places in Dubai- please write them below.

Can you relate to any of the 5 above? What do you enjoy the most in a foreign county?

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* B A C K T O C L E A N I N G *

Airport Stories

I once read somewhere and I always witness it too- ‘’Airports see the most sincer kisses and tears and hospitals hear the deepest prayers..’’

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At the airport today while coming back from Pakistan, there was a young man – aged 30-35 maybe. He was standing right infront of us in the que in plain off while shalwar kameez, a brown polished sandal- an old click wala suitcase with white tape on it with all his details- he also had a brown used cardboard box – with a yellow rope tightly wrapped around. As we approached the gate into the airport, a young boy and another man came running to him- I can’t recall his name but looked like his family- the young boy was definitely his son. He hugged his dad for a last goodbye, both of them had watery eyes, red , blinking and rubbing wet eyelashes, and those sighs were hard. ‘Beta, Mai jaldi ajaonga, ami ka aur behna ka khayal rekhna- phone kronga jaker- ‘’ with that he quickly took out his wallet and handed 500 ruppe note to his son. Hugged him again and without seeing , rushed into the terminal . It just moved me- the struggle of leaving your family behind to earn some extra money in a foreign land is hard. Next I saw him at the immigration where the officer had cut opened his chota box for inspection. And that man stood there explaining how each box had food his wife especially cooked for him, some mitahye for colleagues and a bag of apples from his village.

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I don’t know if the officer allowed him to take all that or not- I prayed he did. It was a sad sight. While many of us take our familes and luxury for granted, for some out there- it’s a struggle everyday. That man probably would be a Taxi driver here in Dubai- driving cabs on busy street of gold land – far far away from his family.

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So many of our South Asian brothers struggle and go out of their homelands to earn some extra bits – so the next time you use a cab in Dubai, greet them, be polite, tip some extra and if nothing- leave with a small prayers for life to treat them a little easily. With that- say Allhamdullilah for your blessings- we are living a grand life- which many dream of, count your tiniest comfort and be grateful💕

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I once read somewhere and I always witness it too- ‘’Airports see the most sincer kisses and tears and hospitals hear the deepest prayers..’’ . At the airport today while coming back from Pakistan, there was a young man – aged 30-35 maybe. He was standing right infront of us in the que in plain off while shalwar kameez, a brown polished sandal- an old click wala suitcase with white tape on it with all his details- he also had a brown used cardboard box – with a yellow rope tightly wrapped around. As we approached the gate into the airport, a young boy and another man came running to him- I can’t recall his name but looked like his family- the young boy was definitely his son. He hugged his dad for a last goodbye, both of them had watery eyes, red , blinking and rubbing wet eyelashes, and those sighs were hard. ‘Beta, Mai jaldi ajaonga, ami ka aur behna ka khayal rekhna- phone kronga jaker- ‘’ with that he quickly took out his wallet and handed 500 ruppe note to his son. Hugged him again and without seeing , rushed into the terminal . It just moved me- the struggle of leaving your family behind to earn some extra money in a foreign land is hard. Next I saw him at the immigration where the officer had cut opened his chota box for inspection. And that man stood there explaining how each box had food his wife especially cooked for him, some mitahye for colleagues and a bag of apples from his village. . I don’t know if the officer allowed him to take all that or not- I prayed he did. It was a sad sight. While many of us take our familes and luxury for granted, for some out there- it’s a struggle everyday. That man probably would be a Taxi driver here in Dubai- driving cabs on busy street of gold land – far far away from his family. . So many of our South Asian brothers struggle and go out of their homelands to earn some extra bits – so the next time you use a cab in Dubai, greet them, be polite, tip some extra and if nothing- leave with a small prayers for life to treat them a little easily. With that- say Allhamdullilah for your blessings- we are living a grand life- which many dream of, count your tiniest comfort and be grateful💕

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Jannah

“Allah hath promised to Believers, men and women, gardens under which rivers flow, to dwell therein, and beautiful mansions in gardens of everlasting bliss. But the greatest bliss is the good pleasure of Allah. That is the supreme felicity” (9:72).

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The Quran says that in Jannah “… are rivers of water, the taste, and smell of which are never changed. Rivers of milk the taste of which will remain unchanged. Rivers of wine that will be delicious to those who drink from it and rivers of clear, pure honey. For them will be every kind of fruit and forgiveness from their Lord.” ( 47:15)

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My 10 days trip made me ponder over the fact that if this world- our Pakistan is so beautiful, what would jannat be! This magnificent land keeps us stunned- what would our final destination- jannah- inshAllah be. Therefore one thing that I’m taking back with me from here is a dua for myself and my family that may Allah swt unite us all in Jannat- so we can dwell into the ultimate beauty together- and forever inshAllah!

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When you imagine Jannat- what comes in your mind?

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Thursdays

If you have been following my blog, you’d know I had a Friday series on, which now will be changed to Thursdays as I think it’s a good way to wrap a week before the weekend!

Yayyy it’s the weekend! A talk starting with something sweet!!!

So welcome to my Thursdays with Tabinda! ♥️♥️

Week 2 at work and honestly this week went by quickly ! I still don’t have help at home except once a week so that part pretty much sucks:(

An early morning red signal selfie! Ama beta

Nayel’s been doing really well and is happy every morning to see his grandparents! Seriously that’s the biggest blessing I have to work part time- they play with him all day, and I get a sense of security thinking he’s at home, relaxed, gets fed on time and enjoys !

Nayel had a great time at Oli Oli on Tuesday! He loves playing there!

Driving is going amazing! I mean I cannot believe I’m writing this! But I’m enjoying the freedom of being on wheels and on my own- Alhamdullilah a million!

The shami kababs I made are going great- I wake up every morning at around 6:30, make breakfast sandwiches with kababs😎 for everyone, wrap them, get my huge mug of chaye to take along, prepare Nayel’s snack box and leave home at around 8-

The fate of shami kababs

Yes mid week, I can make all this too😎

Weekend agenda:

– get my waxing done!!! Also my bushy eyebrows need a lot of work🙈- matlab k jungle hai

– take Nayel to a super cool play place- wana join? Follow me on instagram!

– cook atleast 3 meals and freeze ! Zindagi asan rehti hai

Here’s a beautiful coffee mug for you to kick start your weekend! Have a great one♥️

What’s are your weekend plans?