Just had a reminder of how fast time flies(not good), today. planned to go for my medical checkup( which was a total failure as the clinic was closed) around 11 and accompany my sis jus before that.. i asked her why she needed my company, and she simply replied that i had to help her enroll Juhi (my niece) in a the Ugama Class (religious class) at masjid abdul gafoor.
I asked my sis why she was rushing to enroll a 5 year old at the masjid.. why not a few years later, to which she gave me a very peculiar and somewhat disappointed look. Well.. you may ask what's so peculiar about that.. nothing much actually, just that i have been thinking my niece was 5 years old for the past 5 years.
So here we were, outside the tekka food centre, risking being turned into road kill, so that we can proceed to dunlop street.. for some odd reason, i just cant bring myself to utilise the traffic lights there.. prestige problem la.. if i abide by the light which makes no sense to the countless bangladeshis and indian nationales ( this is not intended as a rude remark) , where got face la.. must also show that i too can put myself in danger along with the motorists and that i too can swear at motorists who have the right of way and get sworn at by motorist who almost turned me into pulp. The funny thing is that there is always some prestige problem(henceforth referred to as P.Problem) involved when crossing that particular road. You want to use the traffic lights also P. Problem, you take too long to cross that stretch of road also P.Problem..You decide to utilise the traffic light after wasting 15 mins cursing everyone... also P.Problem.. Lets say u are crossing the road and the TP catches you.. very big P.Problem.. after all this hassle, we managed to arrive at the masjid and when we inquired on the procedures of enrollment they simply photocopied my nieces bus pass and my sisters ic and they said they will get back to us. i was like er........ err....... errrrr..... ok...
In a daze, we set to out to sakunthalas for lunch, mainly thosai and tea... something was really wrong.. did not feel satisfied at all.. productivity was zero... After lunch, Sis suggested walkin around tekka mall to distract ourselves from the unproductive events so far..Still in a daze, was looking at some running shoes.. when i crashed into a group of kids.. sensing that i could have seriously bruised them i turned around,panicking and apologizing frantically at the same time.. guess wat, i apologized to a bunch of white kids... literally. Add insult to injury..in a some ways.. guess this has really been a blue saturday...well nothing that a good run cant cure..
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Abdul Ghafoor mosque's a pretty pretty place. Just went there yesterday evening for a bayaan. The place is pretty jazzed up after a major revamp a coupla years back. When are their classes? They have Qur'an tafsir every Friday after maghrib for us adults too.
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