Is constantly being surprised

As you read in the last post, the last few days I have been striving to keep it together before I leave for my annual leave. Three days after the blast, when I went to office and was having a weekly meeting with my team. The managed to surprise me yet again, the love and affection I get from them is an honour. At the end of the meeting, I am stopped leaving the room and they tell me they have something to share with me. The colleagues who were not in the meeting walk into the room and I see Aqila jan, one of the colleagues I most admire for the way she works with her team on strengthening the widows association, comes over with a gift in her hands and gives it me.

When I ask what it is for?, I get the flimsiest of excuses, for me it was their way of reaching out to me when I was hurting and letting me know they want me here. I wont even get into what some of them had to say to me then as it will probably make me cry again. I had tears in my eyes for the rest of the day and everytime i think of it even now, my eyes get wet.

Am putting some of the pictures that they took (not the best, me in an emotional state). But I wanted to share this with you, these are the colleagues who keep me going, all of whom have lost loved ones to the war and terror here. Yet they find it in their hearts to reach out to others constantly and not let bitterness and anger take over their lives. I bow before you all. Thank you

The livestock, KHAWA, FIRUP-K,WAFAA teams (We love acronyms here).







OMID team

with Aqila jan

With Dr. Zohra. The last one has me weeping, not a pretty sight but they sure know how to get to me :).