Izzat wala kaam

"Where do you study?" The guy sitting next to me in the bus asked when we got back to our seats after the loo and tea break.

“Where do you study?”

The guy sitting next to me in the bus asked when we got back to our seats after the loo and tea break. I was coming back to Lahore after spending a week at home in Islamabad where I disturbed everyone by launching a renovation project in one of the rooms because that’s what I do—clean, rearrange, renovate—whenever I am there.

Anyway, coming back to the guy in the bus, don’t you like when people assume that you must still be a student? I do. So, after congratulating myself for aging well, I smilingly told him that I was not a student anymore.

“So what do you do?” he asked the next question.

“Well, I write.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

“Oh,” he paused for a while and then said in a sympathetic tone, “waise is kaam mein izzat koi nahi hai aaj kal…”

“Izzat ke liye thori likhte hein. Mann ko acha lagta hai.”

He gave an umm-okay nod.

“What do you do?” it was my turn to ask.

“I am an engineer with GHQ but soon moving to Pakistan Atomic Energy Commission. I was in Islamabad for the job interview.”

“Now that’s what do you do for izzat.” I said with a laugh.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published