[heba]

drama i kinda feel your pain. my grandparents are still alive, alhamdulillah, but i dont really know them. ive been to lebanon like what, twice? in my whole life. my moms dad is the sweetest person alive though i wish he was always around

[sumiyia]

Originally Posted by Spice

Aw, thats too bad

We still have our nani ammi, and our dada abu (who mA is 111 yrs old now). He's very, very healthy for his age, mA and doesnt look that old. Though I hear he's starting to thin now Anyway, when I was in Pak this past summer, I made him stay with us in the city (he lives in the village in the family home) for the two months I was there for. And after my daadi passed away he developed a habit of going out right after Fajr prayer, and coming home near Asr. But of course he's elderly now and needs help going down the stairs. I told him for the time I was there I would take him down and bring him up myself. And he would knock on my door super early when he was ready to go down. and I'd hop the hell out of bed, wear my dupatta and take him downstairs, holding his arm with on hand on his other shoulder. And we'd count the stairs really loud, so he knew exaclty how many he'd covered and how many were left.

Near Asr, I'd keep my on the front door and we'd repeat the process all over again.

And because he's really old now, he cant exactly..well, keep track? I dont know how else to put this. So everytime he went to the bathroom, I'd go in after he left and clean up, because it would break my heart to hear anyone complain. So I took it upon myself to clean up after him. Argh, I think one of the maids complained about how she didnt want to do it (of course thats understandable) and after that it was my business.

In the evenings, he has dinner right before Maghrib, so I would make him roti and serve it myself, because the staff didnt know how thick to keep the roti or how much to cook it, and he complained their roti was too hard. They also didnt know how warm he drank his milk (I guess because he only stays there when me or my parents are visiting, so they dont really know how to properly serve him).

Anyway, I think I'm rambling. I could go on forever about my grandparents, I love them more than anying. Alhamduilah.

Also, excuse me if I grossed anyone out with the bathroom scene.

you are quite possibly the sweetest person in the world masha'allah... masha'allah masha'allah masha'allah

my nana just kind of went downhilll mentally/emotionally/physically when my nani passed away. he asks me 4 or 5 times in a row, every time he sees me, about how much longer i have till i'm done with school.. and how i should be a judge and not a lawyer because lawyers are evil i used to wash my nani's paan leaves and refil her paandaan for her. and sometimes wash the dishes and vacuum their apartment. its been two years now since she passed away, and even now... literally every night i dream of her and their old apartment...

dammit.. not fun thinking about sad stuff when i'm hormonal

[Shivermetimbers]

i love my daadi. love her to bits. when we were in india we'd bicker with her alll day. fun times. she's like a cute kid. she's get upset and refuse to eat or sit by herself all day until she felt she'd been manaoed sufficiently. mad drama. and she ALWAYS talks about she's half in her grave already.

she'd wake up in the middle of the night, say 3 am and proceed to complain about one thing or the other.

3 am:

daadi: the servants these days...they have to be supervised over every minute detail...

me: maa, no one said you have to supervise them. why don't you just sit on the other porch and read your quraan in peace?

daadi: YOU DON'T WANT ME AROUND!!!

me: maa, can we please discuss this in the morning. it IS 3 am.

haha once the whole household with the exception of my daadi went somewhere (she didn't want to come), we came back home to my daadi playing dead

[sumiyia]

^ lol...

my nana wakes up at like 4am every morning for tahajjud... and he's sufi or something i'm not quite sure... so he recites some stuff really really loud... wakes up the whoooooole house

[Aida]

Originally Posted by DramaRani

I know being envious is bad/terrible, but it always makes me so sad that I don't have any grandparents or that I never really knew them when they were alive. Not meeting them ever or just seeing them for 2 weeks or 2 months on a death bed is nothing.

Know the feeling, unfortunately. I envy anyone who had a chance to know their grandfather[s]. I never knew either of mine.

I only have my nanu left now and she's not in a good state physically nor mentally. She had a stroke about a year ago and hasn't been the same. She thinks her youngest son is still 7 years old and scolds him over the phone for not going home. I miss her .

[heba]

ivebeen spending WAY too much money lately...i just got a $400 phone bill.......and thats because it includes a new phone i got...but dam, its a lot of money

[sally]

who likes this?

[sally]

i think im getting over my fear and paranoia of wearing yellow clothing..i actually dont look as bad in it as i thought...alhamdulillahhhhhh. i think the desi skin tone is perfect for yellow.

[slime]

i missed you guyyyys and this thread

Originally Posted by DramaRani

I know being envious is bad/terrible, but it always makes me so sad that I don't have any grandparents or that I never really knew them when they were alive. Not meeting them ever or just seeing them for 2 weeks or 2 months on a death bed is nothing.

yeh, i only knew my grandfather who passed away when i was like 12. i really wish i got to see my grandmas.
i'm reaaaally awkward around old people cuz i don't know like any.

Originally Posted by sally

i think im getting over my fear and paranoia of wearing yellow clothing..i actually dont look as bad in it as i thought...alhamdulillahhhhhh. i think the desi skin tone is perfect for yellow.

i look uggg in yellow. i'll stick to wearing it at mehndis

[iSHi]

What do you ladies travel in?!

[the_only_one]

speaking of grannies makes teary..

my paternal grannies passed away when my dad was 10 years old. (may Allah have mercy on their soul)

and

my maternal grandpa passed away when my mom was in her early teens.(may Allah have mercy on his soul)

so i haven't seen much of elderly lowe either..

[HijabiPrincezz]

Originally Posted by Shivermetimbers

i love my daadi. love her to bits. when we were in india we'd bicker with her alll day. fun times. she's like a cute kid. she's get upset and refuse to eat or sit by herself all day until she felt she'd been manaoed sufficiently. mad drama. and she ALWAYS talks about she's half in her grave already.

she'd wake up in the middle of the night, say 3 am and proceed to complain about one thing or the other.

3 am:

daadi: the servants these days...they have to be supervised over every minute detail...

me: maa, no one said you have to supervise them. why don't you just sit on the other porch and read your quraan in peace?

daadi: YOU DON'T WANT ME AROUND!!!

me: maa, can we please discuss this in the morning. it IS 3 am.

haha once the whole household with the exception of my daadi went somewhere (she didn't want to come), we came back home to my daadi playing dead

so cute! reminds me of my daadi she used to say the same thing.

and now i catch my mom saying stuff like "haan haan maar do mere ko, zaroorat khatam hogayee na zindagee se!" (translation: "yes yes why dont u all just kill me? u dont need me anymore in ur life!") lol. its funny and cute, they get all tantrumish hehe.

i used to love it when my daadi wuodl yell at me cuz it was just sooo cute. shed want me to dress up like they did in the olden days with one loonng braid, made up all the time, etc. and i would just laugh, shake my head, and walk away and shed be like "i see, the new generation, just ignores their elders when all they want to do is see their girls dressed up and pretty!"

[sumiyia]

my nani would yell at me for not wearing dupatta... i was EIGHT. haha

[iSHi]

Originally Posted by sumiyia

my nani would yell at me for not wearing dupatta... i was EIGHT. haha

aawww....lol. grandmas are SO awesome. mA

[Shivermetimbers]

OhMyGod. i just remembered. so once again, this took place during our trip to india. my naani is so bholi bhaali


*us sibs are watching t.v when naani comes in*

naani looks at me with a horrified gaze: put your hijaab on!

me: why, there are no non-mahrams around *i look confused*

*naani points to some guy on the t.v*: him, he's looking at you!!!!

me: ohmygodohmygodohmygod.hahahahahhahaahhahah.