I am writing this blog post two days late. And I seem to have already forgotten what the third week of 2024 was like. I looked at the pictures in my phone to recollect. Monday was snowy und zu kalt! The sun barely peeped at us for a couple of hours on Tuesday. I made a trip to Dussman. It has much more than just books to offer! Wise words on a postcard:

This week was quite hard for me. Nothing terrible happened. But what did happen was the birth of this agitating scare of death. It was a paralyzing fear. It still is, when my focus returns to it. I had never before thought of my death with such clarity and “nearness”. I have no insights to offer you. No big, deep philosophical ideas emerging from my experience. All I tell you is that I was very very scared.

It’s been one week since we stepped into 2024. I would like to briefly summarize what the first week of 2024 was like for me. I started the year with lots of flowers around me! I love giving myself and receiving from others a colorful and fragrant bouquet. Below are some of the flowers from this week: I memorized the lyrics of my university’s anthem! It’s written in Urdu. I must have heard (and half-sung) it a hundred times at the university, but I never memorized the lyrics (in the correct order!