Finally, My Life has a Purpose

3rd July 2009 .

This is definitely going on my list of v.v.important dates.

Let me start from the beginning. My younger sister Aisha performed to the title track of Aaja Nachle at her college talent competition, and even though we couldn’t go, we have her performance on a very grainy video (where most of the focus is on her bollywoodically challenged friend). Still. I have this video both at work and home, and I love watching it. Of all the people that I personally know in the whole world, my sister Aisha is the best dancer :)

I was driving home with my elder sister on Friday, and as is usual, when this song started playing, I got all excited. This is the exact conversation we had:

H: I love Aisha’s video she’s so good.
S: Yeah she is a very good dancer.
H: I’ve decided this is one of the songs we’ll dance to at your wedding. I’ll ask Aisha to teach me.

Now I’m going to pause the conversation here for a second. What would your response be if your kind and loving younger sister told you that she would be willing to ignore the very high probability of her embarrassing herself in front of God knows how many people and work extremely hard, so she could celebrate your happiness? Normally hugs, tears and chocolate.

Yes, not in Sobia’s world.

Let me continue the conversation:

H: I’ve decided this is one of the songs we’ll dance to at your wedding. I’ll ask Aisha to teach me.
S: Humaira, even God can’t teach you to dance.

Just wait and watch Sobia. Be prepared to eat your words.

And the clock is ticking* Sobia.

*Not just our biological clocks, I mean you don’t have much time left to comment on that other post, before I block you.