Tuesday, 4 June 2013

Four years spent fabulous.

Four years ago I stepped into my home country. Four years ago, I joined my first ever Pakistani private school. Four years ago, was the start of my wonderful journey ahead.

I was born here, in Pakistan. Our family immediately shifted to the Middle East then. I was entering my homeland after a total of 10 years. It was a place so strange to me. The environment in Pakistan and UAE had a vast difference. To me, uncomfortability seemed perpetual. I thought I would have 'a stranger in a strange land' experiences forever. I was determined I could no longer stay here. However, this is where I put in a 'but' because yes, I was wrong. One year changed everything. Just a period of twelve months gave me thousands of reasons to not leave this place. My heart was stuck. As four years passed, my love for this place and the people here grew. And well, there was one companion all along. Guess who? Remember this place?





The City School, PAF Chapter. No ordinary place, quote it. The students here are called Pafians, and I was one of them. Let me make it clear that when I state 'Pafians', I don't mean just a bunch of students studying in the same school, wandering in the same building with the same uniform. Pafians are a family. The bond so strong, you would be surprised. Each teacher I met here had a part of him/her very inspiring. Each student I met had a unique quality. Every member of the domestic staff I happened to meet was needlessly, endlessly kind. The juniors sweet and the seniors gentle. Everyone played a vital role in the four years I spent here. It was due to their support, their motivation and their love I was able to 'conquer PAF'. I am so pleased to look over my autograph diary and see that my Head Mistress has given me the title of 'The Star, The Leader'. In these four years I was a student, a monitor, a prefect, and the Head girl.


I am supposed to be thanking each and every one of my friends but here's a special shout out to the most important people.

Hafsa Yahya Baig aka Shakuntala & Laibah Tariq aka Ammi Jaan - you both were my arms during this journey. You guys took the fall. You guys took the lead. You both are outstanding.


Hana Makhdoom (Gurlfrand) & Aeina Patel (Patela Aapa): Crazy human beings. Glad you guys were delivered to Planet Earth. You operate the part of me living on the basis of pure 'wacky craziness'.

Fahad Malik & Hamza Sohail. The ultimate heads. We ruled the Prep section with utmost faith. We made our oaths to be fair in terms of bunks and loads of other crazy stuff. I am sure I am going to miss our companionship.

Then, there is Faryab Haye
who goes by the name 'Faro'. This guy suggested I stand up for Head girl. I was completely off the hook regarding the elections this year. I really didn't find it important but turns out, being the Head girl was one of the best parts at Chapter. So, thank you Faryab for the suggestion. And thank you for being such a loyal friend.

I can't end this entry without mentioning Shayan's name.
He is one senior who remained motivating and supportive at all times. You don't have 'a talent'.  You have got multiple talents. P.s thank you for the picture. Your photography adds a special touch to the actual photo. Next level scenario? Obviously.


These were some of the many beautiful people I met. I did not intend on missing out anyone but sigh, there are so many people I am glad to have been friends with. 




Leaving this place is a little upsetting. But as I narrow down my path through this building, I know I can walk with my head held high. I had talked the talk and now I am walking the walk with honour, respect and dignity. Huge amounts of credit go to this educational institution that has undeniably provided the basis for a well-mannered individual. Consequently, tons of that huge credit belongs to my Parents. My Father- a person who remained ambitious and is now not alone living the dream but is also letting us live it. My Mother- an inspiration. When it comes to her, for the very first time, I am lost for words. What do I want to be when I grow up? Them.

I have learned to listen to my heart.  I have learned that if you never make room for better things and better ways to be, if you never clear out the things in your life that stand in the way of your happiness, then you are not aligning your universe to allow for amazing things.   In this life, you don’t find yourself.  You create yourself. (Courtesy: Jenni from Story of My Life)

10 comments:

Unknown said...

wow. this is so emotional, Aliza. it almost made me teary, uff.
your writing skills are wow. I never knew you were this awesome at writing!
One thing, I can guarantee; i am going to open the newspaper one day and i'll see your picture on the front page. I can honestly say, im proud to have a friend like you! Keep writing, beautiful! Good luck with everything.

Aliza Ayaz said...

I think that is the best compliment I have received from a friend about my writing. Thanks a ton for the encouragement, Ayesha. I love you :D

Unknown said...

awsome aliza!!! hats off dear...

Aliza Ayaz said...

Thank You Kissa! :')

Unknown said...

i think the people who really supported me when i was having conflicts(for no reason) were aliza, jia and mahnoor...i luv u guyz

Zainab Adnan said...

Incredible piece. I am sure you will have many more memories! Love you lizaa!

Aliza Ayaz said...

Thanks Zaina! InshAllah.

Rooha Tariq said...

Hey, this is great :)
keep writing !

Aliza Ayaz said...

Thankyou Rooha. That means so much to me :')

Anonymous said...

You have thoroughly made me feel the special dedication .. Wonderful!

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