2015 In A Review

It’s new year’s eve, a few hours more and when the clock strikes twelve it will be 2016! How time flies by, I swear. 2015 was a year full of weddings and many other things at least in my own life.  Here is a brief account of how the past 12 months have been for me.


The first of January brought a little baby girl in to our lives, (one of my close family friends had a daughter!) and then the rest of the January was spent preparing for my cousin’s wedding. The month flew by in between dance practices and endless math tuition.

So overall I’d give this month 3.5 stars out 5.


February with itself brought on the wedding we spent a whole month preparing for. The wedding on whole was pretty decent. We slayed the dance floor, i say so myself (note: slight bias may have been applied). After the wedding was over and we all went to resume our normal lives it was time to prepare for my preliminaries (AKA mock examinations).

February get 2.5 star out of a possible of 5 stars.


Honestly I don’t remember that much of what notable thing happened in March except cramming down all the syllabus for the exams!

2 stars for March.


April brought on the end of Defence College for Women! (My college) and the beginning of the last board examinations that I would ever give! (Happiest moment of my life TBH) but it also brought with its self the board exams as well. Oh well, I can’t have my cake and eat it too. Plus I got a haircut, went from waist length to ( barely) shoulder length (A very dramatic change!)

3 stars for April!


May may may.. Mid of May was when my examinations ended in a sense.. (Still had practicals) and an entry test for an university in the Capital! (Islamabad). So May was also spent studying.

2.5 for May.


June brought in lots of sleep (finally) and much needed rest along with the physics and chemistry practicals that were pending. June was uneventful and a very hot and dry month at its worst/best.

4 for June. Because nothing beats lounging around the house in vacations.


July is the month were in my opinion when the ball started rolling or something like that.  The holy month of Ramadan was upon us, the hottest month of the year, the longest and the deadliest heatwave to take Karachi, my first acceptance to the university of my choice, visiting the said university in Islamabad for the interview and preparation for another university’s entrance exam.

The heatwave took the people of Karachi by the neck and didn’t plan on letting go any time soon. With the temperatures in the high 43-45 degrees Celsius i.e about  110-112 degrees Fahrenheit approx., the death toll rose to 1000+ and at one point the morgues were full of dead bodies awaiting burial. But the people didn’t disappoint, emergency camps were set up by the army, the Edhi Foundation, Chhipa welfare, NGOs and the local civilians distributing water bottles, handkerchiefs, medical equipment for hospitals and many other things. The heatwave lasted for two weeks, but after that the heat broke and along with Eid followed a nice drizzly cool weather as a reward for the patience of the people.

This month along with its downside brought some good things to so, 2.75 stars.


Free from the shackles of attending school and college, awaiting acceptances to universities. Life was good, then came the news of being actually being officially accepted to the university in Islamabad to my parents changing their minds about sending me there ( the horror) to giving the Indus Valley entrance test. This month resulted in a war, which was Mahnoor Vs the Shah family. I lost, in case one wondered.

The month gets 1.5 stars.


The war was still raging but it seemed I was the only one fighting, which resulted in some serious self doubting and other issues. Indus Valley’s admission result finally came; I got in. The ray of hope and everything light came back (I can be so dramatic, I swear.)

Interview for Indus Valley came up and I aced it, again due to some issues I was not able to accept my admission. Note, the second war began, which I lost once again. And like what happens to one who has lost a lot of battles, I realized the awful truth about life, that it is isn’t always the way you plan it. It can be harsh and it will drag you down, never trust anyone but yourself and God, no one else matters. It is OK to be selfish.

1.5 stars.


October was pretty much the same as September, spent the month sulking and started interning as well. I tried to recover from this phase, it was an awful month. I thought about quitting my internship about 60+ times that month.

2 stars.


November was okay, and considering November brings in my birthday I used to love this month with a passion but didn’t feel a thing this year. My best friend tried her level best to make this birthday special for me, thank you bestie :’).

Two days after my birthday we had a death among the family friends of ours. We lost a very dear and good man to cancer, may he rest in peace.

2.5 stars.


December brought in preparations for my brother’s wedding, to my sister getting engaged and the constant running around to get everything done and the dance practices for the mehendi. With a heavy heart, I applied to another university and am waiting for the result.

Lets hope for the best that I get in!

2.5 stars.

So overall, the whole year gets approximately 31 stars give or take from a possible 60.

What was your year like?

Happy New Year! May this year be a better one for all of us!


9 thoughts on “2015 In A Review

  1. Aaaahhhh. I still clearly remember all the parents vs me fights I had during my going to University phase. In case you are wondering, I lost. 😛 It’s been two years and here I am studying exactly what I wanted to from the very beginning. So don’t worry. Things will work out. It just takes a little time. 🙂

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  2. I don’t understand why people in muslim societies give parents so much power over their (growin up) children. I think this is one of the reasons for the stagnation in these countries, continous political, economic and cultural crisis. And last not least is the feeling of unfreedom of the young generation the cause for the growing violence in the muslim world. I think that a certain degree of rebellion of the growing kids (when they are supposed to make their own responsible choices in life) against their parents and against the establishment is crucial for their maturation. If they always feel constrains in their life, never allowed to make their own decision, their own errors and learn from their own errors, they will develop all kinds of psychosis. I hope that sooner or later, the political changes in the middle east and other islamic countries will be accompanied by an emancipation of the young generation from their families patronization and the indoctrination of the imams.
    Regards, Michael

    PS: I appreciate that as a girl you decided to study maths and natural science.

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    1. Dear Micheal, despite what you may have deciphered from this post one of the main reasons for me not being able to pursue what I initially set out to do is 98% of the fact because of financial reasons. I, at that time now I realise was being selfish brat and when I did get in to an university that was convenient for them to pay for they they didn’t hesitate at all in sending me there, and as for the kids making their own decisions in muslim countries, well I cannot say for the entire muslim countries out there but here in Pakistan I like to believe and you may ask any other citizen my age that the young generation is allowed to make their own decisions, yes family also plays an integral part in those decisions. And as for the indoctrination of the imams, the closest association with an Imam I’ve had is probably a Qari (Reciter of the Quran) to be able to recite the Holy book. And my family’s association also stops there and the perhaps the ocsasional few times when one heads the prayers at the local mosque.
      I won’t be having a long heated debate with you over this topic, and I know that you have written this with good intentions if nothing else. I hope that one day you do visit my country, it is so much more than what the media portrays and perhaps I will even show you around if you let me. 🙂
      Yes, math is something I stumbled in to, but my parents encouraged me to carry on with it and I have been in love with these subjects ever since!

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  3. Dear Manoor, thank you so much for your reply, and take my words that I did not want to abuse someone. When I wrote the comment to your post yesterday, I had just finished my Sunday lecture of the weekly newspaper, and of course at the moment about 90% of the news are about violence and war, where people fighting for the right “faith”. This was the background of my emotional words. Who knows, maybe if I would have grown up in a religious family/society, I would also believe in God. But I grew up and was educated in an atheist society, and my parents very much loved me (as I love my kids) without being told so by a priest. But I think these are all very personal issues, and I always try to keep them out in my relationship with friends or colleagues.
    There is one funny coincidence, that I had to remember when you suggested that I might once in the future visit Pakistan. About 30 years ago, when I was studying physics in east-Germany (“behind the iron courtain”), the young rebellious people always tried to find ways to escape to the west (I mean “West” in the sense of every other country outside the socialist hemisphaere). By some strange occasian, I was offered to participate in a student exchange program with Vietnam (which was considered a befriended nation in the soviet world). So I signed the list to join the students group, and then check how we will fly there. Strangely, all the flights from East-Berlin to Hanoi made a stop-over in Karachi (I guess just for refueling). And since Pakistan was clearly not part of the socialist haemisphere, but for our understanding it was part of the free Western world, I planned to leave the aircraft in Karachi TO ASK FOR POLITICAL ASYLUM (at the West-German embassy in Islamabad). So the last weeks before the planned journey I started to read about Pakistan, since I did not knew how long I would have to stay there. So everything what I red (in books from East German libraries) sounded very exciting, interesting and exotic. So everything appeared very logical for me, the hospitality of the people, the fact that English is very popular and (at least in the 80s) a pretty tolerant society.
    But at the end, the east German guys from the interior affairs ministry must have found out about my plans. So one week before the flight, I was informed that my participation on the trip has been cancelled 😦
    Thanks god, 4 years later the East German people (mainly the young generation) fought enough to open the wall, and since then we don’t have to flee our country or family any more if we want to visit far away countries. But the fact that I had already red so much about Karachi makes me feel as if I still should go to finally complete my plans from 30 yers ago.

    Best regards, Michael

    PS: In case you are still not completely sure what to do with your mathematics diploma later in life, you should consider bio-informatics or bio-mathematics. It is a blooming discipline, very important for modern health research, genetics and molecular pharmaceutics. And people who have a sound education in maths+biology are really thought after by pharmaceutical companies and by big research centres. And it is a very exciting field of science, because you work on the interface between mathematics/statistics and biology/medicine.

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    1. Dear Michael, I know you didn’t mean to abuse anyone in your comment. And as for the newspapers I believe they only write about things that can be sold like hot cakes.That journey you just told me about sounds like an interesting one, and I hope you come to visit Pakistan one day! English is quite popular in this country, and even people who do not speak the English language will go out of the way and speak broken English to make one feel welcome! In Karachi when on the road just roll down the window of your and you can hear at least three to four different languages been spoken in the ever going traffic. I hope one day you decide to act on that and visit my hometown and country!
      Thank you for the advice, I will surely look in to that as it sounds interesting 🙂

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