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Your Days Are Numbered

I am stressed. It always happen to me when I am going on a journey. My stomach goes haywire. I have not slept well for the past one week. Today I am leaving for Peshawar. I have finally managed to pack my things. Insha’Allah I will be back in a few months.

Lala (my elder brother) is having prostrate surgery. I am worried about him because he is diabetic, and isn’t keeping good health. Similarly my two brother in laws are sick too. The younger one forgets things. He has forgotten that his elder brother (my late husband) is not alive, and he was present to see him buried in the village. He takes daily trips from the village to our home in Peshawar to see his brother. He stays outside at the gates of our home wondering when his brother will call him inside.

The unscrupulous drivers of taxis who bring him daily to the city are making money. They forget that one day they are going to meet God. I have to face a lot of things hoping everything will turn out all right.

I won’t be writing for the next two or three days depending upon getting the Internet once I reach home. Bye.
DAILY PROMPT

Your Days are Numbered

What’s the date today? Write it down, remove all dashes and slashes, and write a post that mentions that number.

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A Terrible Time

I have written about it earlier in detail. I went through surgery for a prolapsed bladder in December 2006. Before that my condition was getting unmanageable for me. I came to the US for opinion. After the doctors probed into me, and my subsequent operation things went from bad to worse.

I went through six years of hell. I was in bad shape. Meanwhile my husband was diagnosed with cancer. It was simply purgatory looking after him and myself. 

In 2012 I was fortunate to have another operation by a Saudi doctor. I had my operation in May. Through Grace of God I am okay so far. Shukr Alhumulillah (thanks to God).

I can only say I have been through hell and back.

Postscript: today was a busy day and I had many appointments to go through, so I repeated a story again. I had no time to think.

Oct 29, 2015

DAILY PROMPT

Comedy of Errors (and bonus assignment!)

Murphy’s Law says, “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.” Write about a time everything did — fiction encouraged here, too!

Bonus assignment: do you keep a notebook next to your bed? Good. Tomorrow morning, jot down the first thought you have upon waking, whether or not it’s coherent.

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Going Away

Finite Creatures
by Ben Huberman
At what age did you realize you were not immortal? How did you react to that discovery?

When one goes away — depart to the next dimension, only personal effects indicate, you were present on this earth for some moments. It is as if you never lived. In time memory fades — and you are forgotten.

My first severe illness brought it home to me that I may cease to exist. Foremost thoughts were for my two children who were five, and three at the time. I think it’s every mother’s nightmare.

In those days survival rate for Gall bladder surgery was low in my home country. It wasn’t like the laparoscopic surgery done nowadays. The ones I had known among relatives, died five – six days after surgery.

The only gray area in my life was not saying my five times prayers. I only said my morning prayer. Sometimes I didn’t even bother with that.

I decided to conquer my failing. With my changing, my (late) husband followed my example.

I am thankful to God for the change He brought in my life.

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