I turned seven and we shifted to our new home. There was something amazing about it. I was little and it seemed huge. Plus, the smell of newly painted walls. It was heaven. But at the same time I needed to grow up a little. It was then I realized that studies are a real thing, you’ve got to study and get good grades to be something in this marks-driven world. Well anyway, me and my brother got a new room, new desks and new beds that year. He told me not to panic when I freaked out at learning that I’ll no more be sleeping with Ammi and calmed me down by saying that I can always wake him up whenever I feel scared. I eventually got used to the joys of a new room. The first night that we spent there kicked off way too adorably, I still remember. Bhai asked me which one of the pillows I wanted (despite the fact that they were same) and I touched and felt both of them and picked up the one that had more polyester stuffed in it. I was such a dumbo. They were same, literally. There was no need to check and keep the better one anyway. Duh.
That day, this day, I forgot about my pillow. I did snatch it back from my brother’s head whenever he took it accidentally, I did yell at my sister for touching it without my permission, I did punch it and throw it away when I got angry enough to show some reaction. But I forgot about it. It was a non living thing. Until a video came up on my Facebook newsfeed.
After I was done wiping my tears off, I thought about it. About the whole pillow thingy. I asked me how many years I have spent with the pillow that I have. The answer blew me away. It’s been thirteen years. Like how can I even forget. I used it all along, I cried on it all along, I hugged it all along and it was actually there this whole time. And I never noticed. I grew up with it. Its the only thing that automatically adjusts to the position of my head when I lie down tired and exhausted after a hectic day. Its smell is the thing that puts me to sleep, instantly, when my eyes burn red due to late night study sessions. Its soft, gentle feel is the thing that never gets tired of my tears. Damn, I’m so cruel to my pillow. I’ve been so blind to this blessing. But I’m not anymore.
Are you too unaware of the importance of your pillow? I’d love to know. Type it out!
February 14, 2016 at 2:24 pm
I remember hugging my mother after one of your posts. :’)
You want me to go hug my pillow this time? 🙄
Sweet post! ❤
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February 14, 2016 at 2:26 pm
Hahahah. Probably? And Oh my God I’m so honoured to have done that.
Thank you Inky
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February 14, 2016 at 2:29 pm
I’m lazy to get it. 😛 Haha. XD
Welcome!
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February 14, 2016 at 2:57 pm
No. M not anymore obsessed with pillow but it used to be cozy bachelor fetish kind obsession to be frank. Another obsession or rather superstition was in medschool, where we thought if we keep the hardbound bulky medical books beneath pillow, it would get transferred in brain overnite.
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February 14, 2016 at 3:18 pm
Hahaha. Then probably pillows are just girly things. 😀
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February 14, 2016 at 4:59 pm
Wow how relatable 😀
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February 14, 2016 at 5:04 pm
Haha. Glad that it is. 🙂
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February 14, 2016 at 5:05 pm
😉
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February 17, 2016 at 4:47 pm
I FREAKIN’ LOVE MY PILLOW. I’m not even sure if I would be able to prefer my future wife over it xD
P.S. Good to see a new post 🙂 Keep shining Masha Allah 🙂
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February 17, 2016 at 6:26 pm
Hahahah. Nope, desi wifeys know how to tackle their husbands, real talk. Be sure, she’ll take yours too. 😀 Haha.
Oh. Thank you. Didn’t know that people care. 🙂
When are you coming up with a new short story btw?
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February 17, 2016 at 6:32 pm
Haha nai :p My only hope is marriage. I don’t know why I think all my problems will be solved like magic when she comes :p
You’re welcome 🙂
Short story? :p I guess never :p
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February 17, 2016 at 6:34 pm
Khush rehne ko Ghalib ye khayal acha hai. 🙂
I hope and pray that all your khushfehmis actually come true and you cherish every moment for the rest of your life. 🙂
Damn. :3
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February 17, 2016 at 6:42 pm
*dil kay khush rakhnay 🙂
I hope so 🙂 Insha Allah. Ameen. Jazak Allah 🙂 I know mushkil ha. But I gotta have something to live for 🙂 Na achi mili tow kia hoa. Abhi bhi guzar rahi ha. Shadi kay baad bhi guzar jaye ge 🙂 Life goes on.
:3
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February 17, 2016 at 6:50 pm
Yeah whatever. :p
Haha. A/c to me, insaan khud acha ho bss, jesa khud hota hai wese hi loag miltay hain 🙂
Be optimistic man. She’ll be magic, really. You’ll witness that for yourself. 🙂
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February 21, 2016 at 7:31 pm
Dayuuum never thought like that.
That was a cute post waisay 😊
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February 21, 2016 at 7:31 pm
🙂 Thank you Revels!
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February 21, 2016 at 7:38 pm
Do you sleep late?
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February 22, 2016 at 5:46 pm
Very. Yes. How do you know? :p
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February 22, 2016 at 5:51 pm
Well… I have my ways 😀
Kidding. You just replied instantly to a late night comment. So I asked. No worries I ain’t stalking you 😛
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February 22, 2016 at 5:53 pm
Lol. Was that actually late night? What about 3 ams? 😀
I know. I aint no cool girl. None stalks me. I’m that scary. Sigh.
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February 22, 2016 at 5:59 pm
True waisay. I used to be one of those people who’d be in bed by max eleven thirty but now I think I’ve forgotten how I managed that lol
Nah girl don’t break your heart. I’ll try to stalk you one day 😂
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February 22, 2016 at 6:04 pm
Same. I used to go to bed early like all those little babies out there and then school ended. You know how painful it is to be hell tired and still not being able to get more than five hours of sleep? :3
Haha. Sure. Lets see if you actually can. :p
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February 22, 2016 at 6:13 pm
Dude. I can beat you in the sleep competition. I sound like I’m boasting for some reason when I’d love to have my sleep back 😛
Haina. Waisay I’ll see. Hmm.
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February 22, 2016 at 6:25 pm
Try if you may, but you can’t I guess. :p
Hahah. I’m not really a fan of sleep. :3
Hmm.
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February 22, 2016 at 6:32 pm
Han I probably won’t be able to.
I’m not one either. I feel like I can do so much more with my life all the hours I spend sleeping. But. Oh well. 😛
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February 22, 2016 at 6:40 pm
Hah.
Exactly. I think I’m the odd one out. I mean. Different from normal girls :3
In my opinion, one needs sleep only to recharge the human battery. Bss.
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February 22, 2016 at 6:42 pm
Agreed 🙂
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