On Graduating, end of University life and some startling confessions-Brace yourself

               Can't wait for my convocation ceremony!

Can’t wait for my convocation ceremony!

Day 8..

So its been 8 days since my result was announced and I officially became a graduate. Having gone through the British University system, I was awarded a first class Hons.Degree in Information Technology. *Proud moment*

Tick Tock.. The time is 3.40 a.m! I should have been asleep over an hour ago, yet here I lay in a darkened room staring at the illuminated screen of my laptop hoping I can make it through this post without having to correct those pesky typo’s. *Bear with me please, I have no patience for editing*

Its been about a week since I’ve stepped out of my house.Literally. Those eye bags I acquired over the course of my final year due to lack of sleep and the insane tan I got from this extreme amount of sun we seem to be having this summer, are finally disappearing.Hurrah!

Those daily, four-hour train journeys have ended. That mounting sense of responsibility, dread of being a failure, inability to comprehend people’s bullshit and hours of struggling with coursework as well as that added exam stress has momentarily lifted.

Yes I know, I should be euphoric at this point – planning a wonderful future ahead, mentally checking off that long list of countries I promised myself  I would visit, exchanging mushy messages with a lover/potential husband/fiancée, basking in the freedom of a worry free future with the world at my fingertips… But here I am instead tapping away at this hour of the night churning out my frustrations to the world. (And I call myself an insanely private person, but I am)

Graduating is weird. It’s a silly overrated concept of finally entering the best years of your life, when in actuality its a kick in the ass and a great big shove through the door of adulthood-ism.

Through the course of your education you may have thought expectations surrounding you were high, but now suddenly you’re on the highest level of the expectation barometer! Questions such as ‘So when are you getting married?’, ‘Why isn’t your daughter engaged yet?’, ‘Let me introduce you to my son-so handsome, he’s perfect for you’, ‘Don’t you have a job yet?’, ‘What are you doing these days?’, ‘So what next?’, ‘What’s the plan?’, ‘You’re 21 years old, about time you settled down no?’ etc pour forth and drown you, left right and centre.

So here I am, plan-less, lover-less (Trust me, I almost had the perfect one and its killing me!), Job-less, Money-less, but completely content at being unemployed for now, just floating between escalating moments of relief, hopelessness and a constant feeling of being completely stagnant both emotionally and mentally..

The fact that I graduated feels like a distant memory, which resurfaces now and again bringing back that much-needed sense of accomplishment.

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Nadia Nawaz

 

 

White beauty!

As I walked along the pavement, I felt something wet and soft brush my nose as it fell to the ground and melted away. I looked up puzzled, wondering whether it had started to rain as it often did in my part of the world, suddenly and unexpectedly just when you thought the weather was stable for once. But it wasn’t the rain and just as I realized this, I couldn’t help but exclaim and smile to myself as another big white flake lightly touched my nose and melted away into oblivion. As I looked on, more and more started to fall around me in a never-ending terrain, slowing settling down on the ground creating layer upon layer of white elegance. It was snowing!

Catch me!

Catch me!

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The sky, in all its glory, a huge expanse of never-ending white, looked staggeringly beautiful. The heavens which blanket the earth opened up as each flake gathered speed and settled upon the earth light as a feather forming a flawless white shimmering sheet.

A sight so beautiful to witness, covering everything within sight in a layer of silvery softness. I stood rooted to the spot, my arms stretched out as the little snow crystals began to cover my coat and hood, camouflaging me in their grace.

The beauty around me was so breath-taking I couldn’t help but think of the artist behind such a miracle. The human, an insignificant being could all but gape at the sight and appreciate Him.

Within half an hour everything around me was a stark white, glowing a yellow, gentle glow as the street lights came on and reflected off its surface. It was sight to behold, one that makes you stand in awe of God’s miracles and realise your own mere significance as a lowly venerable creature.

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I have always loved the snow. Having lived a major part of my life in a hot country and feeling the wrath of that baking hot sun shining down upon you is unbearable at times; winters hold a very special place in my heart. I’m even happy to tolerate the extremely cold feet with chilblains and a permanently red nose.

Hi, I'm lonely looney from last year!

Hi, I’m lonely looney from last year!

As per usual, the first snowfall of the winter had us all out in our woollen hats, gloves and boots ready to build a snow man and of course have that all important snow fight- more of a war in my house hold.

This year, a twenty year old me decided to do something slightly more grown up. We all joined in the quest to build an upside down snow man.

Hi, I'm SID-The upside down snowman! Pleased to meet you!

Hi, I’m SID-The upside down snowman! Pleased to meet you!

Turned out to be quite a failure, so we rescued it and made snowman number two which luckily turned out to be slightly more ‘normal looking’ despite having a nose like Pinocchio!!

Meet 'sitting down' Sidney!-Our ugly snowman!

Meet ‘sitting down’ Sidney!-Our ugly snowman!

I love writing in the snow!

I love writing in the snow!

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2012- Overview. This one’s for you, yes you; the one reading this title right now!

I sit at a university computer amidst a row of dusty workstations, discarded wrappers,crisp crumbs and empty energy drink cans left over from the bunch of students working late into the night.It is yet too early for the cleaning crew to make their daily round or for the surrounding computers to be occupied. Soon the place will be abuzz with conversation, excited chatter about the up coming holidays and agitated students rushing through last-minute submissions. The university library has become somewhat of a second home, forever open; 24/7 to the ever seeking. Today I try not to cringe at the sheer laziness of how someone could refuse to pick up after themselves especially when the trash-can happens to be a foot length away. My mind is preoccupied with wandering  thoughts as my eyes witness the beauty surrounding me, separated only by a wall of glass.

Pure Bliss!

Pure Bliss!

For once the sun seems to shinning, but I have learnt that is merely an illusion. For if you were to stand outside, the icy winds would cut right through you, chilling you to the bone. Today the water is neither calm nor aggressive. The waves seem to be moving in gentle ripples, carried by the wind. The sun streams in through the clear glass windows lining the wall from floor to ceiling. As I sit and watch, a plane slowly makes its decent, its wheels slowly turning, moving to a  rhythm as it begins to glide down like a bird, so elegant and mesmerizing.

The moment of joy when you click the button and get the perfect shot!!

The moment of joy when you click the button and get the perfect shot!!

Today happens to be the last day of this year’s semester A. Two more exams stand in the way of moving on to the next semester. When I first began it seemed such a long long way to go, yet now time seems to be moving more like the river I sit overlooking.Fluid and fast paced, its passing by in a whirl. 2012 has almost come to an end and so has my cycle of fast paced madness.

The rapidity with which this year has passed never fails to stun me. It seems as though it were only yesterday that I was standing glued to my television screen watching the fireworks erupt over the London eye at 12 a.m. Too warm and comfortable at home to brave the cold, rush and traffic in an attempt to be at the actual monument.(Truth be told,if I remember correctly, my dad was under the weather and my mother just refused to drive us all the way there).

Nevertheless  here I am, a year later feeling pretty much cheated over by time and its cleverness, barely struggling to keep up with my ticking clock.

Looking over the year, all I see is a flashback of events. So monotonous and similar. Naturally I’ve had my fair share of shitty terrible days which I would rather not think about any more than I have to.  Having said that, what I cannot deny is the number of opportunities which have come my way, the people I have met and the laughter I have shared with them.

Along with this, I have also learnt a lot about myself, my capabilities and how blessed I truly am. I understand that not everyone is lucky enough to have a knack for writing and expressing their thoughts and emotions through their words. What’s funny is how I’ve learnt more about accounting, shareholders, stock exchanges, film industries and fashion-through helping friends in their course work-than I ever cared to know.I have never felt more humbled than when acquaintances and friends have considered me skilful enough to  ask me for help with their final year dissertations. (Being a junior, and in a year below them, this really meant a lot). The appreciation people have shown thereafter is the best reward I can dream of getting.

I have decided to end this year on a good note, focusing on all the positives and trying my hardest to be as optimistic as I can. I conclude this, hoping and praying that the coming year will be a form of happiness, and a source of inspiration for us all out there, hoping to achieve something worthy in life.

Note: A big thank you and lots of love to anyone who ever makes the effort to read these posts. Getting a comment is like unwrapping a surprise present. Meaningful criticism and counter arguments are always embraced with pleasure. I love the thought of someone challenging me with their own thoughts and views.It’s one of the best parts of writing! 

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Taming of the shrew in Urdu-watch the complete performance!

Back in May I had this fantastic opportunity to attend a play. It was an adapted version of “The Taming of the Shrew” and was in Urdu. The performance was a part of the Shakespeare’s Globe festival which took place in London.

The stage from another angle

The stage from another angle

Shakespeare’s plays were performed in around 30 different languages from around the world as part of this festival which was held in anticipation of the 2012 Olympics which are currently being hosted by the UK.

You can read all about my experience that night here: The World Shakespeare Festival & my experience of “The Taming of the Shrew”.

Rustam (Omair Rana) and Kiran (Nadia)in action-Epic performance!

Rustam (Omair Rana) and Kiran (Nadia)in action-Epic performance!

Many of you were dying to watch and could not attend. However there is still hope, for a complete recording of the play has now been uploaded.

Of course nothing beats the magnificent sensation of being present in the theatre and watching it live. However this is just as good. Click on the link below.Enjoy!

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The “Queen’s Diamond Jubilee Thames Pageant” – Day 1

3rd June’2012- As the sun began to set across the grey sky leaving behind a glowing faint redness similar to the blushing cheeks of a young girl, it also marked the end of the first day in a three-day celebration for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee in England.

Queen Elizabeth-II

Queen Elizabeth-II

The day started with a pretty dismal beginning. The cold wind blew with a rage and the grey skies beat down rain mercilessly upon the crown gathered across the many bridges along the River Thames to pay homage to one of the greatest women of the country.At age 86, Queen Elizabeth the II marks her 60 year reign in the country amid a series of festivities, more of which we are to observe as the week progresses.

The most interesting factor of the entire day was to witness the zeal and enthusiasm of all people within the country, their display of patriotism and the vigour with which they waved their flags and shouted cheers for Her Majesty.

The enthusiastic display of patriotism by the masses

The enthusiastic display of patriotism by the masses

British people aren’t really known to express their enthusiasm as such-I say this having had encountered a number of people displaying a general lack of it on a number of occasions-However today their eagerness knew no bounds as they were lined up across the bridge, braving bad weather conditions since as early as 6 a.m. in the morning to witness the “Thames Diamond Jubilee Pageant”

The Queen, along with the other members of the Royal family were afloat the Royal Barge which was decorated by an array of intricate gold and red markings, symbolising royalty and grandeur.

The Royal Barge

The Royal Barge

The whole river came to life as a thousand different boats wound their way in and out of the currents manned by powerful men and athletic women who demonstrated a great deal of spirit and passion in their rowing.

The flotilla of 1000man-powered boats

The flotilla of 1000 man-powered boats

The highlight of the whole event was when the Royal Barge, having made its way past the Houses of Parliament and the London Eye, steadily wound through The Tower Bridge which was lifted completely especially for this occasion.

The grand finale of the event was the performance by the Royal orchestra and as the music drew to a close, and the final ring of the trumpets resonated across the evening skies, fireworks exploded amid a humongous uproar of cheers, laughter and applause from the crowds lining the river from all sides.

The display of fireworks across The Tower Bridge

The amazing display of fireworks across The Tower Bridge

This was only the beginning of a series of great events which took three years of thorough planning and detailed organising to make it possible to execute on this day. And as all of Britain is geared up in the mood of celebrating, we are yet to see more of equally superb moments.

Till then, Happy holidays to all my fellow Brits! 🙂

For more pictures featuring the whole day please click here:  http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/diamond-jubilee-pageant-in-pictures-the-queens-861223