Tales of Diplo: We’ve come in the garden, to pick your rose …

Crisp moonlight like a scimitar ripped apart the burgeoning darkness that surrounded the terrace. With gentle wind fanning across my face and patiently waiting for the electricity to come back, I listened intently to what my mother crooned:

“Aseen aaya aahyun gulari main, chambri le lo gul …”

My interest was instantly aroused. I asked Ami the meaning of what she sang with so much delight; although what she sang was in Sindhi, I could not grasp most of the words.

We’ve  come in the garden, to pick your rose,” Ami softly translated for my benefit, a far-away look of nostalgia etched upon her face.

“When we were in Diplo, during school recess, we used to play this game in which we sang these lines. Four or five girls would cluster together and then walk some distance to another group of girls, chanting these lines. Then both groups would face one another; the one that had arrived chanting would select from the other group the girl they found best; who would subsequently join them. Once the chosen girl had come over, the other group which had lost a girl would repeat the process – chanting the same lines and picking the girl from the other team. And so this game would go on until the break got over …”

It is sad that I couldn't find a better image; but then, I couldn't really put up an image of blonde-haired girls playing.

I was fascinated.

“I remember I used to get so happy whenever I was picked by the other group,” Ami beamed fondly at the joyous, carefree memories that she narrated to me.

I, with my chin cupped in my hands, leaned forward to learn more about the times my mother spent in my village … that goes by the curious name of Diplo.


Shimmery moonlight slanted across the two figures settled on the terrace; now thoroughly indulged into tales of the bygone days.

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21 thoughts on “Tales of Diplo: We’ve come in the garden, to pick your rose …

  1. Hira says:

    awww dats sooo sweet ^_^ kinda adorable =)
    i wana knw abt d otha things 2 :p
    n yea 1 point i will add here. dats d only gud thing abt no lite i tok 2 mum alot den 2 :p

  2. Asma says:

    awww…so sweet:)

  3. mahlaqa says:

    kkk.. i never had a village to look back to 😦 but i always wanted one.. hey mums are the coolest, no? 🙂 liked ur post, it kinda triggered some scenic imagery of phantom vastlands i travel sometimes 🙂

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Well, sadly I have never visited my village 😦 But ami often tells tales about it!
      And yeah! they are 😀
      Thanks 🙂 🙂

  4. mahlaqa says:

    hey u lazy one!! anybody home who cd update the blog 😉

  5. Dev!l says:

    Seriously Anu you have never visited your village? o.O Dude you just don’t know what you are missing on =P

  6. Hiba says:

    Yea, I remember… my dadi used to tell me this, along with her other sindhi folk tales, back when she was alive “(

    amazing write by the way, I loved the ending ❤
    hah !!! It brings back old memories ")

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Awww .. I’m sorry for your loss 😦
      Thank you for the appreciation 🙂

      P.S You are a sindhi?

  7. Hiba says:

    Ummmm 40-60 😉 my dad is sindhi 😉 so that makes me one too technically 😉 but I’ve lived all my life here in Islamabad 🙂

  8. Furree Katt says:

    ooooooh. i love listening to my nani when she talks about her school days. it’s always nice hearing about stuff that happened in practically another time. and i like the fact that sometimes the most unexpected memories remain the most vivid.
    thanks for your comment on my blog 😀 ♥

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Yeah 🙂 I was surprised to hear this one and the fact that my mother remembered it so well 🙂
      And it was my pleasure 🙂 cuz your blog is beautiful 🙂 🙂

      Thank you very much visiting my blog too 🙂

  9. sweet! it reminded of my childhood days, those summer vacations when we used to play together, innocent days, dreamy memories. though i dont have much village related memories, my hometown is Kashmir. We used to visit it once a year or two and i never had much luck making friends there.

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Kashmir? Cool 😀
      As for you not making any friends there, then I’m sure it was their loss x]
      And thank you for commenting!

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