tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740107926979689977.post747906120205749590..comments2024-02-10T17:40:56.850+09:00Comments on sarahinsouthkorea: To God we belong and to Him shall we return. (إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ)sarahinsouthkoreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14055223738401666113noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740107926979689977.post-23923027854648558162013-09-26T08:57:39.764+09:002013-09-26T08:57:39.764+09:00Sarah,
Thanks for sharing. I know what you mean by...Sarah,<br />Thanks for sharing. I know what you mean by "those were the times." Last time I was in Islamabad was in September 2003 when my Abu was dying a slow, painful, death in the hospital (Shifa) next door to this cemetery due to a botched operation and its aftermath which amounted to "torture." It still is very hard to bear....sorry went off topic. But although I spent almost all my free time (against hospital regulations) in the ICU w/Abu, I noted how much the place had changed (for the worse) since my last visit. That small town feel was long long gone. The place engendered no nostalgia, only disgust and dismay. Pukhtunkhwa is the only area that still is held dear notwithstanding the military's dirty games; not to mention the fanatics.<br />As to teachers, I remember Samina Pirzada, Madam Zaidi. Sorry to say but the education (at least in the 70s) left much to be desired. We weren't even allowed to touch a book in the library but sit and stare at them behind the locked cabinets!! Sports was my one outlet and playing the bagpipes (or at least trying to)!! I could go on but it is the past...and so many painful events have transpired since '79...<br />Thanks for responding and khuda hafiz. Apna khayal rakhna aur un waqt koy kabi nehee bhoulna.<br />Khuday pay aman<br />ShireenShireen Burki's One Centhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292224732373663696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740107926979689977.post-58971101416403333762013-09-26T08:53:55.914+09:002013-09-26T08:53:55.914+09:00Sarah,
Thanks for sharing. I know what you mean by...Sarah,<br />Thanks for sharing. I know what you mean by "those were the times." Last time I was in Islamabad was in September 2003 when my Abu was dying a slow, painful, death in the hospital (Shifa) next door to this cemetery due to a botched operation and its aftermath which amounted to "torture." It still is very hard to bear....sorry went off topic. But although I spent almost all my free time (against hospital regulations) in the ICU w/Abu, I noted how much the place had changed (for the worse) since my last visit. That small town feel was long long gone. The place engendered no nostalgia, only disgust and dismay. Pukhtunkhwa is the only area that still is held dear notwithstanding the military's dirty games; not to mention the fanatics.<br />As to teachers, I remember Samina Pirzada, Madam Zaidi. Sorry to say but the education (at least in the 70s) left much to be desired. We weren't even allowed to touch a book in the library but sit and stare at them behind the locked cabinets!! Sports was my one outlet and playing the bagpipes (or at least trying to)!! I could go on but it is the past...and so many painful events have transpired since '79...<br />Thanks for responding and khuda hafiz. Apna khayal rakhna aur un waqt koy kabi nehee bhoulna.<br />Khuday pay aman<br />ShireenShireen Burki's One Centhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292224732373663696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740107926979689977.post-25525937580953012662012-06-15T04:17:17.780+09:002012-06-15T04:17:17.780+09:00@ Shireen Burki: Hello there and thanks for leavin...@ Shireen Burki: Hello there and thanks for leaving your comments. My elder sister and brother went to ICG from late 1970s to 1980s. Madam Pirzada's son and my brother used to be best friends in the Junior Section of ICG and they both often hanged out in her office during break times. She was quite friendly compared to other principals like Mrs. F.H. Noor. Those were good times that she knew most of the students at personal level and was really gentle towards students however, she was strict about discipline.<br />Some of the teachers of my sister include Mrs. Shameem Hilali, Mrs. Najma Najam, Mrs. Wasti, Mrs. Parveen Bajwa, Madam Zaidi, Madam Badar etc. Actually, I'll ask my sister and will do a post, maybe!<br />Those were the great days and beautiful time. Pakistan was such a nice place to live back then!sarahinsouthkoreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14055223738401666113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740107926979689977.post-25500208342748337442012-06-12T03:50:15.450+09:002012-06-12T03:50:15.450+09:00Hi Sarah:
Came across your blog while trying to fi...Hi Sarah:<br />Came across your blog while trying to find info on ICG's first principal, Mrs Pirzada. Saw your comment about visitng her grave and your father's as well; it was sad news indeed. My father is also buried there and I may never be able to see his grave.Did you attend ICG & when? I was very fond of her...everyone was terrified of her but we were kindred spirits of sorts. I was always in trouble and in her office and she would smile and say "it's you again." She announced to the entire assembly at the school's awards ceremony (I amazingly came first in my class in 10th my final year there)that she was giving the award to "the naughtiest girl in school"!! I played hokie to play sports and/or corrected my teachers on their mistakes in English and they hated me for it and sent me to "the principal." She was one of a kind. I miss her. Anything you can share would be much appreciated.Shireen Burki's One Centhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292224732373663696noreply@blogger.com