Dad wakes me up for sehri and then goes downstairs. I wake up and then start snoozing (tired after being out and about all day yesterday). One of the sisters comes up to my room; I don’t know what she says exactly but I do know it’s about getting myself downstairs.
“Tell ‘em I’ve got uni in the morning and that I have to wake up at 7” don’t know how I managed to say a proper sentence when I was so knocked out. Next thing I know Mum is in the room saying in a hasty voice “Get up, what makes you so special? Everyone else wakes up for sehri. You can atleast wake up since you don’t do anything else, out all the time, and no namaz or Quran” (saying I don’t pray either one) and then walks out.
I wake up thinking WTF was that all about?! Where did that come from and a rollocking at this time of day? This must be a new low …
Then as I’m making my way to the bog “TOSEEF! MAY SAYN KONI AH DAYNAH!!!” (translation: I’m not going to let you sleep) good ol' dad shouts all the way from downstairs. The friggin next door neighbour must have heard it, that’s how loud it was, (or maybe I was sleepy tired and because of that it seemed like a booming voice).
I’m sitting on the bog thinking “Gimme a fucking break, what is it now!” and then a chirpy thing in my head shouts out “Hey a bollocking in the morning, never had one of those before”.
I trudge downstairs. Everything normal. He’s sat drinking some water and she’s fiddling with the paanday. Hmm, maybe they’ve calmed down I think to myself. “There’s only a few minutes so hurry up and eat” he says. I take a bite or two from the food that’s on the table and drink some water.
As I’m about to go back upstairs into my cosy bed – “Beyja” says he as he raises his hand and points at the settee with his index finger. I take a seat as instructed.
And like on queue the lecture starts, on and on, as usual (I say this in reference to Uni) I’m falling asleep. My mind is numb and I don’t need this shit in the friggin morning. 20 minutes later (yes I said 20) he says ok you can go now. Even with minimal head acknowledgments and muttering “yes” in exactly the right places. That 20 minute felt like a bloody hour, I’ve had hour long lectures before but this one I’m not happy with. Who the fuck gets a lecture (and a long one too) before the sun comes out? Me, that’s who.
So there were a few things he wasn’t happy with.
First one has to be not letting them know when I’m going to out of the house and when I’m coming back. “We need to know where you are and when you’re coming back” – “Well you can always ring me” is my response (that would be the natural thing to do if you didn’t know where someone is – ask them). It was a bad idea using a hint of sarcasm as a reply. “No, we are your parents and you should tell us” – man I just wanna hit the hay, not stay here and argue. After this it’s all about being the yes man, simply agreeing, and once he’s let off steam I’ll go back to bed.
He’s like whenever you go and wherever you go you should say “Mum, Dad, I’m going university for 6 hours and I’ll come back home at 6”. Get with it doofus, it’s not gonna happen. You expect a 20 year old to tell you about every move he makes?
Besides, we’ve had Uni holidays for a long time and I’ve been going work and in and out of the house whenever I wanted. What’s the big deal here?
I think the above topic picked off because of the hectic day I had yesterday. Even I didn’t know when I was coming or going.
Then came the roza/namaz/islam/quran lecture.
I admit I am slack when it comes to this. He was going on about the girls and how they pray something with it being rozay and I don’t. “What makes you so special?” etc etc. Now the thing is I did pray namaz on Monday evening at the mosque but what’s it to him? I told him I prayed the other day but I shouldn’t have to (tell him, that is). I prayed because I wanted to at the time and that is how it should be. Then again it is only the 3rd day of Ramadan so there are a couple of days left.
He goes on to demand that I have to pray atleast one namaz a day with it being rozay, “it should be five, but I’m being lenient and saying one”. Yeh, nice one. You go gadget-ranger.
The thing is I was planning on praying some anyway, so now when I do it’s not because I’m choosing to, but because my father wants some sajday.
There was more to the lecture (oh yeah he was bollocking me about time spent on the laptop aswell, and that from now onwards I can only use it in the living room – wtf) amongst other things which were without merit it my eyes but I didn’t want to argue.
I’ve had loads of lectures in life; however this one had to get a mention simply because of its timing. As for my sleep … there it goes, can you see it? Out the window.
i wonder what would happen if one day everyone failed to get up apart from you, and you went an woke everyone up just before sunrise.
would you be giving a lecture? heh
seriously, maybe after the first week or two, it might get easier. fasting is probably the hardest when you start, might lighten up a little later down the line?
ps. never noticed before, your rss entries have been pretty short until recently, but theres a fair bit of <br> </br> and other tags creeping in to them.
:P
First and foremost, Ramadan Mubarak!
You crack me up!! I love the way you tell a story - it's great!! :) But...you know what, my hubby Shakil is 34 and STILL gets those lectures!! ha ha. Brought back memories for me of when I was in Pakistan last Ramadan. :)
Take care!
Urgh. Too early for a lecture I agree. I also don't think it's good to "force" anyone to pray. That's a sure way to have them not. But, now don't throw something at me here Toseef..ha ha, I do think it would be nice to let them know when you were coming home. I think it's not good for them to TELL you when to come home, but I do think it's a good idea to let them know when to expect you....Mommies just worry..that's all. :) And that's just a small thing. You can just tell them you'll be home around 7 or whatever and that you'll call if you'll be late. I did that even when I was in my 20's. I moved out when I was 18, but came home for a summer in my 20's and still let them know. As for the computer, they obviously think you are up to something..and probably think it's a chicky ha ha. So, just wait it out and be a good boy for a few days and all these rules will go away. Maybe they just need some attention from you, but they sure are going about it all wrong. And I understand being an adult and frustrated by parental intrusions of privacy and everything. It stinks and you do need your space...but maybe they just think you've gone too far in one direction? ...but maybe I'm wrong. Anyway, I hope you are feeling better by now. Hang in there. ;)
PS..tara's right..it was really funny how you told the story..I laughed out loud at "Me! That's who!" ha ha ha ...so you still have your sense of humor and all's not lost! :)
Bro you need to chill and have sum chai.
hehehe, hey, nevermind them...they are parents..thats what they are supposed to do.
blogroll getting bigger and bigger, eh?
haha pinini i know u get loadz of lectures but this one was needed i reckon, maybe the timing was wrong and saying you should pray atleast one was also incorrect but he had a point.Normally its shaytaan but his locked up, im just saying in general look how weak our imaan is!!!! your dad said that to u because on the day of judgement allah will ask him, y u didnt tell your son to read! same with a women not covering up, she will take 4 people to hell with her; Father,Brother,Husband and Son for not telling her anything ......... i think im going on a bit. Chill brova pinini
aww u sound really fed up, my brothers the same so i know how it is in the house but u gota understand their point like they just dont want u wasting precious time in Ramzaan, and although u know n understand the commandments in Islam parents r there to constantly remind you, just to let u know ur not on ur own ther coz my brother's go through the same thing in my house lol it does get annoying but it's 4 a gud reason, their intentions r the best 4 u