A musical night was taking place as part of the commencement ceremony of the Model United Nations session hosted by LGS. For this particular segment, school alumni were welcome to join. My childhood best friend had rung me up to accompany her, and I gladly obliged. She had had her eyes out for such opportunities, as her cousin was currently studying there. On the other hand, I had not accessed the school for the past eight years. 

In extension to the VTR we had done in class, I focused on objects, spaces, and time whilst on our visit. 

Memories:
(i) Lazing around this area, trying to waste up a few minutes of my least favorite lectures after the break times would come to a close
(ii) Thinking this space was a hobbit hole where I could enjoy moments of silence, not being seen by anyone.
(iii)At other free times, sitting to reflect, observing all the commotion of schoolfellows going up and down (appears as if I had been engaged with slow looking since long ago).

i) Nimko

ii) Tulsi

ii) Yums

iii) Gala biscuit

iv) Cocomo

v) Kurleez chips

Other items included:

i) A sock

ii) One shoe sole

iii) Torn cover of "Jubilee" notebook, exactly the same as one I had in hand

iv) Countless cigarette butts

*These are not exhaustive lists.

Aleezah and I both stood at the entryway, which is the main entrance for visitors to enter the mosque from the five leading steps. I looked at the eateries below and found it amusing that the Victorian Tea stall actually had a high-resolution image, at the front, of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. I exclaimed exactly this to Aleezah, and she had a puzzled facial expression, spontaneously asking, "Where?" 

i) I would always flip the book to its back and examine the price tag, realizing full well how expensive they were.

ii) I was in the habit of standing silently in front of the book I really wanted, hinting for my parents to buy it, won over by my longing gaze.

iii) There was a toy section that also had my eye. Since I was an only child in my Gulberg days, I needed more books and toys to keep myself occupied, or so I justified it.

iv) Toys trended based on the most popular cartoon and movies of the time, which made them more enticing to buy. 

v) I would lose track of time on every visit there. 

i) It was and still is essential in each girl's wardrobe.

ii) Khussa Mahal was all the rage in my childhood and a place I associated special occasions with.

iii) We bought my younger brother his first pair of khussas for his first birthday.

iv) There was every color imaginable in the varieties of khussas they had stacked from floor to ceiling. 

v) Most designs were unique to the size on demand, as the collections would vary for each shoe size on most of the stock. 

i) As I walked past the dupatta gali, I usually saw droplets of different colors trickling down onto the path and making their way to the nearest drainage source. 

ii) There might be momentary silence for a while, but do not be fooled, as one would hear a sudden outburst of one of the dyers calling out his helper or whistling/humming a tune. 

iii) The brightest colors were the most noticeable in my eyes and easier to remember. 

iv) There is always a stirring action as the dupatta is prodded in hot water and dye.

v) Many women would buy the material from the same area and then hurry over to the dyer, always asking, "Bhai, Kitna time?" So that they could run more errands if the dyer is willing to return their cloth in a reasonable time. 

i) As one passes by the bag shops, we might hear a swooshing sound which is produced by the feather duster to clean the products on display. 

ii)This feather duster is multipurpose, as its pointy end would sometimes be used to lift a bag hanging overhead and lowered for the customer to see.

iii) Some bags would be high-quality replicas, as I saw a brand's name intricately etched onto the zipper, highlighting the attention to detail.

iv) Many vendors would be on the lookout for customers and try to lure them in by claiming their shops offered the "best price."

v) Most of the bags on display would be similar in almost every shop you went into.

i) There is a cart to sell corn on the cob at the curbside toward Askari XI if one enters from the underpass. 

ii) The vendor usually has a smile on his face despite the hot weather.

iii) He peels the corn from its cover, heats it on coal, and scrubs a sliced lemon dipped in masala while rotating the corn with his other hand. 

iv) This is an inexpensive, healthy, and filling snack.

v) The corn should be eaten hot as it does not taste as good if reheated in the microwave.