From Macbeth to Shopping

_{Sitting in Earth Sciences Auditorium and seeing Macbeth Play performed by English Department}

When i fell on bed to sleep, I often thought that my whole day was not productive. I feel that i am a frivolous person without any effort and effect on daily life.

_{Came out of Auditorium and went straight to Social huts to have breakfast with friends}

Sitting on social huts or on any huts of university is full of life, noise, food and haphazardness. Amidst all this chaos, i thrive and wish to see only one person. The person who is so close to my heart.

_{Did breakfast.... my friend told me that there is a cultural fest going on in Economics department, organized by Quaidian Economics Society. We went there but my friend left me and walked with other girls, that's okay. It's usual thing and i didn't mind}

In department, there were so many students and crowded stalls of cultural items. It was seemingly crowd trying to walk over each other. Everything was so congested that i my heart wanted to go out and take a light breathe in the air around. There were many culturally vibrant, colorful and antique pieces of culture that attracted my pulse but due to much noise and crowd, i refrain myself to walk towards any stall.

_{Ms.Fouzia Abid, teaching Modern Poetry. At that time, she was writing questions on whiteboard.}

Honestly, Class of Modern Poetry is always boring. Even this itself an interesting subject in which we can contribute and engage a lot but teaching style is dry and we don't feel energetic in this particular class.

_{After taking a lot bad energy in daily routine class, I decided to take myself to a little hiking so that i can heal from day's bad energy and feel the nature}

My breath was swollen and it was little surprising for me too. My heart surprised over that why am i out of breath even this hiking is just like baby hiking?

I was hiking with my fellow, with whom i have good acquaintance. We reached the height and sat there for almost an hour. We talked about love and losing someone you love. The whole discussion was revolving around lover and beloved.

Next Day

_{heavy rain that brought smiles on the faces of everyone. Everything turned romantic}

It rained in the capital city. Everything became fresh and beautiful. At borders, fight between India and Pakistan was escalating. India was dropping drones in Pakistan, and Pakistan was reacting in the similar manner. It was tensed time on both sides.

I didn't want to go to class as it was rainy weather. Out of everything and thought, I got ready to go to take class just because of my juniors. Juniors called all of us to give us farewell invitation cards. At first i thought that anyone of my friend will receive my card but then thoughts of last days stuck my mind and i couldn't stay in hostel.

_{Cards that we received from juniors. They came to our class and gave these cards with candies on them. One card is mine and second one belongs to my best friend, Jawad(More than best friend).}

I am holding my tears. I don't want to so much explicit with my feelings and emotions infront of others. I just love to show my feelings infront of specific loved ones.

_{Here you can see My bestest friend Jawad. He is very very special to me and owns my heart. I am really going to miss him}
Jawad was busy with mobile phone but i made him pose for this specific photo as i want to keep him in my memories book.

_{I cannot see anything 😆}

Right after attending classes and receiving invitation cards, I headed to transport unit of university. I struggled to find bus that can take me to I8 sector. My friend @moaz-sabir lives in that sector(i8 sector).

I made him ready to go with me to Commercial Market, Rawalpindi, so that i can do shopping for Farewell night. My outfit for the Farewell party was incomplete without waistcoat.

We, five friends, did practice for dance that we have to perform in the farewell party. So for that farwell dance, I also needed black glasses. I tried to find some cool glasses but i could not find anything.

I did shopping. I bought one black waistcot that costs me 2500pkr. It was quite reasonable and its quality was also comfortable and good.
Once my shopping was done, Moaz decided to buy some dresses for her mother and sister as they have to go to wedding this month. We captured some photos and sent them to mother. We made a video call and on call we asked for his likeness. At last, we bought one orange dupatta for his mother.

The last outlet that we visited was Breakout outlet. Over there, I loved one black shirt that had some beautiful words printed on it. I thought to buy it but due to many things in my mind, i didn't buy it. I hope i am going to buy it soon or something else.

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That's how my days went off !

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