My First Hello To All Of You
Hey, i am newbie on this platform and it's my first blog in which i will unfold the shades of my personality.
Who Am I?
Still i am struggling to find my real version but there are many labels which are given by society.
So, what they call me is Ayesha Ijaz. There are many nicknames at home but I gonna keep them private.
Hailing from the region where five rivers meet and Whisper their secrets. The region is Punjab,Pakistan.
My Train Of Learning
Here I am going to talk about my studies. Well, i am still entangled in the web of studies and i am in the process of refining myself. Everyday is a new shine on my fate.
Oh, i forgot to mention the real schooling thing;
I used to roam around my village streets. Happiness was simple and things were easy in my eyes.
I used to see everything with child like curiosity. You know, everyone has it but we loose it as we grow up and I miss that by gone time.
After spending childish days, I was sent to boarding school because there was no top-notch in my village. In boarding I witnessed a new and challenging learning process. Leaving the hands of my homies and heading towards a space of unknown was seemingly a tragic turn in my life. Those of you who lived and experienced the life of boarding school can relate that how each and every minute of boarding school is full of chaos and how to survive in that chaotic time is the ultimate goal. I was kind of a sporty girl there. What I mean is that we were sorted into houses like in hogwarts😂, and points would decide the house of the year depending upon participation in different competition. So obviously we were the ones upon whom everyone looked for annual house championship. And then we had our own kind of swag there😆 (silly sweet days).
Now I am in university and it was like flipping coin to other side. Things changed a lot, I used to be very casual with my studies, bunking classes was such a normal thing there was hardly a day we attended completely. Now if I, tell my university fellows that how I actually was in those days, literally there's no way they're gonna believe it (cus now I'm allegedly topper of my class 🙈). But, now I realize that how special those days were. ( Why am I getting this nostalgic, shew stupid dust! )
Im in my bachelor's right now and studying English literature and linguistics. Previously, I was student of pre-medical but then I shifted my interest to literature. I was really sick of the objectivity of science and that's the reason I stepped into the realms of literature, an empire of subjectivity.
What I do Other than Studies
I'm a person who never gets bored any time, even if have no phone or internet or even alone, I'm always upto something, enjoying and fully engaging with activities. And to me they are my bestest friends!
I grew up watching artists pinning paint brushes in their hair, deeply inspired I used to copy them( I used to covering my head with bushiest brushes 😆, to find out later that it just looks beautiful on screen). I really had comparatively better drawing skills from a youger age. Later on my school teacher, the lady who gave my work roots, gave me direction. I got basic understanding of underlying principles, (not of like major ones. You know how much a person could teach in 6th and 7th grade?). So here are some of my works:
Last 2 ones are my first oil paintings, which were made during an extra course in my university. I did learnt a lot about oil paints, but I discovered a much important lesson that I should better be a watercolour person🤧!
(Maybe in some upcoming post I'll show you the glow up of my art)
The other thing that is deep rooted in me is keeping a diary. I have 3 diaries yet, first that I started in my early years of education, the other when I got into highschool and the last one that is still in process. Sometimes when I look back on them, it's very astonishing for me because there a hell of difference between them, the tone, the things I used to be passionate about, like alot! ( In fact some pages were even embarrassing, like why would i write such things?😂)But my current diary is getting darker and gloomier! I don't know maybe I accidentally capturedy my life through them. Here are some glimpses:
There was one craft that was seemingly the most complicated and toughest to me. That is the art of crocheting! It is strikingly surpring to me that how could a single thread be given shape of anything. So in my last long summer vacations I started learning it. My mother used to do it, so I had some yarn and crochet kneedle( I don't know if I'm writing it correctly). I took start from making leafs, then flowers and so on. I'm still not that good at it, still struggling to control the stiffness of thread but o my god, once you start, literally there's no way back. It's such a convenient hobby, you can do it anywhere you want, it just requires you to have a yarn and kneedle.
Here are some of my crochet 🧶 creations;
They are not so perfect but looking at them makes me feel proud of myself🥰.
Who Invited me on HIVE?
My classmates are already on hive. They always mentioned hive in discussion. Well, @sundasmanzoor invited me on hive and @tahastories1 helped me to write my first blog and he also guided me about the rules of hive.
Special Thanks
I want to thank @hivepakistan because my account is made by hivepakistan and i got some understanding of hive. I also want to say sorry because i took so long time to write down my introduction.
Umm my introduction is getting a bit lengthier🌝, there's a lot I wanna talk about, but I think it's enough for the first post.
Oh the very last thing, I have started posting on insta and YouTube for past few months, it would be lovely of you to subscribe and follow me there too, so we could interact more!🌷🦋
images are real and own by me