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When I came home yesterday, I saw my younger brother standing in the kitchen still dressed in his school uniform.
“Aren’t you going to change?” I asked him.
“Nope,” he shook his head.
“Good,” I nodded, “I used to do the same.”
When I was in Matric, there was this teacher whose tuition academy I used to go to. The timings were such that I just got an hour or so after school to reach his place. Fortunately, my school was just a 10 minutes walk away from my home, so I used to dash towards home after the chhutti, stuff my mouth with whatever meal Ammi ji had cooked, throw the school tie and sweater away (well, not really away, but on my bed), put on a black leather jacket, and then dash my way to that tuition academy. After my return from there, I would just hang around in the same school shirt and trousers, giving everybody the impression that this kid (that is to say, me) is such a hardworking student that he doesn’t even have time to change into different clothes. And tell you what, most people really used to think like that.
Except for that one time when a cheerful fellow in my street asked if I was being lazy.
In my FSc days, things were almost the same. In summer, though, I used to change my shirt. (Those gray school trousers were such beautiful pieces of clothes that they got along with most of my other shirts smoothly.) In winters, there was again the throwing away of the college sweater (no tie, then) and the wearing of leather jacket. And considering that I used to have enough time after college to change into ‘civilian’ clothes, most people then started to suspect that I was being a lazy giraffe. (I only agreed with the giraffe part.)
The one person who was most irritated by this dress code of mine was my Ammi ji. You see, she is quite a perfectionist. Whenever she steps into my room, she takes a look around, gasps with horror, and then in a whispered tone says to me, “Saadat! What have you done to your room?” Needless to say, I almost always reply with no verbal answer but with an angelic, innocent look on my face, trying to convince Ammi ji that this room is highly organized if Saadat’s Laws of Organization could be considered. Needless to say again, Saadat’s Laws of Organization are always promptly rejected.
I don’t know if I miss wearing a school uniform. According to an ex-class fellow of mine, a uniform keeps your honour (izzat) because if you have to wear specific clothes everyday, and everyone else around is dressed in the same clothes, then this saves you the shame of wearing the same pair of jeans for the whole week. (Yes, he was that self-conscious.) To some extent, I agree with him. But if you consider Saadat’s Laws of Garments, then they state somewhere in their clauses that if you are wearing the same pair of jeans for the whole week, they become your personal uniform. Thus, you are then going to have all the benefits of wearing a school/college uniform by wearing that very favourite pair of jeans.
Now, where’s my favourite pair of jeans…?
They should be on my bed, according to Saadat’s Laws of Organization, but apparently these laws do have some flaws in themselves.
Hmm.
15 comments
No One
Jan 10, 2007 at 7:14 am
So to summarize your post…you basically didn’t change into “civilian” clothes right after school…but wore your uniform throughout the day…so that brings me to my question…which is…what does Saadat’s Law indicate about BO?
see ya around.
Pink Panther
Jan 11, 2007 at 1:47 am
Saddat Mian,
NICE going, its like you remind lots of people about there past. You way writing is very nice simple and make people imagine about their time.
Keep it up
Laura
Jan 11, 2007 at 8:58 pm
I bet your Ammi ji is glad your room has a door. I am sure glad my kids’ rooms have doors so I can shut the door on their “laws of organization,” lol!
Great to see you writing. (In english, so I can read it, ha!)
knicq
Jan 13, 2007 at 3:41 am
Chotey Bhai: I live the saadat laws of organization to this day, and I do so with impunity…
Those laws are the rage I tell you…they are the rage!
I wish I could learn how to put up a post in Urdu. Tried my hand in Roman, and can;t even read it myself…:(
You giving tutorials?
Saadat
Jan 13, 2007 at 3:51 pm
No One: Oh no, kiddo. Saadat’s laws are anything but unhygienic! There is a permanent clause in those laws, which nullifies any other clause that is even remotely expected to endanger the environment!
Pink Panther: Thank you for coming and liking the blog! Nice nick, by the way!
Laura: Haha, all mothers are the same!
Maybe I can get in touch with your kids and exchange tips to improve our laws 
Bhaijan: I knew it! Yay for the mutual laws and a double yay for them being the rage, all the time! About Urdu posts, I sent a tutorial your way
Untamed Desires: Let me compile the laws in a more formal form, and maybe, just maybe, they might get posted here on this ulta seedha corner. And the site was working before too, just that it changed its appearance for a while
*Untamed Desires*
Jan 13, 2007 at 3:19 pm
hehehe u rnt the only one with the rejected list of ‘laws’ that dont go very well with the amma and abba jiz
aur kon kon se laws hei tumharay? amma ji might reject them, magar i would love a good laugh 
take carez 
PS : ur site works just fine now yaaayy
knicq
Jan 19, 2007 at 6:02 pm
got our utorial chotey bhai, though haven’t had the opportunity to get started with it…but dude…seriously…THANKS SO MUCH!
Can’t believe you took out so much time to write a “Urdu typing for dummies” guide just or me…I am truly flattered. For once I was actually able to comprehend over 90% of a computer rlated tutorial…Jazak Allah Khair…Ameen.
xill-e-ilahi
Jan 23, 2007 at 3:02 am
do you have a copyright? those rules remind me awfully of my own yesteryears.
Asma
Jan 25, 2007 at 11:49 pm
lolz — So the bro’s following same footsteps and laws
Saadat
Jan 26, 2007 at 3:10 pm
Bhaijan: You are always welcome! Do let me know if you face any problems
Xill-e-ilahi: Nope, no copyright. And yes, the rules are always inspired from somewhere, so it might be that according to six degrees of separation, your rules have reached me to help me with mine.
Asma: Oh yes, indeed
hani.
Jan 31, 2007 at 9:40 pm
nice blog lay out
unaiza nasim
Feb 1, 2007 at 12:13 am
hehehhe me too! I remember sleeping in skool uniform
knicq
Feb 1, 2007 at 2:39 am
Salamz Chotey Bhai, I have still to even get around to making the most of your tutorial, but rest assured I am earning tokra-fulls of niyyat ka thawab….
How about an update now?
Saadat
Feb 5, 2007 at 11:56 am
Hani: Thanks!
Unaiza: Oh well, I didn’t use to sleep in the uniform. Looks like I missed.
Bhaijan: Regretfully, I am experiencing a blogger’s block, if there’s such a thing. Hopefully, it will be over soon
knicq
Feb 5, 2007 at 1:46 pm
A blogger’s block? I thought I had rights reserved on that one…