The Year That Was....

30-11-2007

The year that was… (by Ahmad Babar):

WOW. It’s been one heck of a year. By the way, unlike the past two years, I have decided not to write a poem/song about the past year and I have changed the date of writing this from my birthday on the 21^st of this month to today, an event that marks the first anniversary of an interesting day. Just 12 months ago all was going well, virtually perfect till that one fatal moment, stroke of luck if you may call it when came along that unfortunate electric shock and things took a different turn. All that I had been working for started to wither away, or did it? It’s something I am not sure of right now but like all things, I hope it’s turns out to be for the best in the future.

2 months of bed rest, distorted vision, damaged nerves and God Knows what else, I started to wonder if I could really come back from all of this. ALHAMDULILLAH I started to. Restarted working out, hockey and studies in February/March and things started to look great again. I managed to fully let go of something for good, an event that turned to be both pleasing and strangely sad. Started going to competitions and being myself again. The body was coming in shape again, the vision was improving as well but like they say, at times things are just too good to be true. Another hurdle came in my life and to add to it, along came the stupid back-injury. I still wonder how could I have been so careless that day.

Another two and half months of bed-rest came my way, the CGPA fell and the body started to balloon up. It was an enormous task to see all that I had worked for going away and not being able to do much about it other than just lying flat on either my bed or the sofa. Things started to go gloomier and gloomier, I was faced with a Poet’s Bloc for months, broke it shortly and then was faced with it again. It was as if God was trying to tell me something that I wasn’t able to understand fully at that time. Missed opportunities went by and all I could conjure up out of it all was gratitude and humbleness. The once flying . aB . was going through a bad phase.

Then came August and I started concentrating on my job opportunities and ALHAMDULILLAH, MashAllah, I am sitting here in a good enough post and on my way to a better one in around a week’s time InshAllah. Can’t hide this smile that is appearing on my face right now as I realize the Greater Plan.

I know most of what I have written above doesn’t really make sense but in a way it all does. Throughout the past year, I made many a friends, and thankfully lost a few as well. How true is it seeming right now that only when you are down do you actually realize who your true friends are. People that I truly loved and thought would always stand by my side left without any apparent feeling of guilt and those that I couldn’t even imagine to ever talk to, turned out to be some of my closest friends, some even did TV shows with me.

Any way, as I take a final look back, it’s been one of the best years of my life MashAllah. I entered the media field, did TV shows, started writing for newspapers, performed recitals in front of hundreds of people on one of the biggest events Lahore has seen in the past year, been a part of the organization team of the other, made quite a few discoveries and found some amazing friends. And most importantly for me, I came out a better, much stronger man. Let’s see what the future holds.

Thank you all. Love you all for the support and love.

Adios.