Hum, Shanzay aur Bahar Kay Rung

January, 24, 2025

Hum, Shanzay aur Bahar Kay Rung

Fashion had always fascinated me. Ever since I was a kid, I would fondly flip through the pages of my mother’s copies of the Vogue Magazine lying around the house and imagined myself in the prime of my youth, looking as dreamy as the models on the pages. Almost every night, the 7-year-old me would dress up in the best set of clothes and model before my father, wearing my heart shaped necklace: the real OG, until my mother announced that it was time for bed. What precious memories! A few years later, I along with my family migrated to the UK and settled in London. I was in my secondary school and the most frequently asked question was, “What would you like to be when you grow up?”, as if kids our age were old and mature enough to decide our careers; but I always knew the answer to it, and without an ounce of doubt, I would announce, “Shanzay, the fashion model!”.

Dreams do come true!

Fortunately, life was gracious to me and I ended up becoming a fashion model. Of course, the start was small but eventually the big names began to notice me. I worked with a few and for certain reasons refused the others; but my heart was full and my satisfaction peaked. Reminiscing those years makes me teary eyed with joy. But life has its ways and you never know what good things may await you again just around the bend. After years a pleasant opportunity of modelling in Pakistan, my motherland, for EGO, a leading Pakistani brand knocked at my door and I took it with open arms.

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The hustle bustle behind the big picture

In a week’s time, on a spring morning, I landed in Lahore, Pakistan for a mesmerizing shoot and my tough schedule required me back immediately. Although I was travelling solo, my excitement made the journey seem short and I was eagerly anticipating the shoot which was to begin the very same day; but to my surprise the welcome was bland! Not like I asked for it, women never do; but I expected it. Instead, in a couple of hours it was I who welcomed the team!

“You guys should have welcomed me, instead I am welcoming y’all!”, I said in a playfully, complaining tone.

However, the giggles, the laughs and the volume of work took away the grievance and we turned professional in no time. It started with my makeup, meanwhile the rest of the team got the exquisite location ready for the shoot. To my pleasant surprise the campaign was called, “Hum, Shanzay aur Bahar Kay Rung”, and it made me blush! We sang along, and foreseeing the long day ahead, took quick nibbles of our chicken cheese sandwiches. Years of experience helped me contain my excitement, but to tell you the truth, I was genuinely happy like a little girl who had probably received her favorite doll house!

In no time, the vanity room was swarming with clothes and the girls helped me put on the first dress out of the fourteen that hung, waiting to be flaunted. And you guys, I looked dreamy! Just like those girls in the magazines I grew up looking at.

“You look even dreamier. Enchanting. Hypnotizing!”, said my stylish.

I blushed.

“Beautiful! The set’s ready for you. Let’s get started!”, the photographer called!

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Lights. Camera. Action.

I took my position and gave my best, and the camera flashed and clicked while the music played, the classical music of old mingled with the cool, spring air. The hours went by as I changed from one outfit to another, a makeup retouch here and there, fixing my hair just a bit and I was back on the set.

“One more. Look right”.

“Fix her shirt”.

“Perfect! Now hands in your pockets. Good, yes.”

“How many dresses left?”

“Just one”, a voice called.

“What time is your flight to Karachi today?”, the designer asked.

“In two hours I ought to be at the airport. I am in Lahore just for the shoot. Then after two days I’m travelling back to the UK”.

“Tough schedule, man. We’re glad you made time for us!”

After a quick tea, we were back on the set, wearing the last outfit. The stylist repeated the makeup and hair fix while the lights went on and I took my position”.

Click. Click. Click. Flash.

“Pack up!”

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I left a piece of my heart in Pakistan

There was a lot of joyful hooting and a small celebration and the photographer gave me a quick sneak peek of the shoot. It was lovely indeed. However, the rejoicing quickly vanished because I realized that my driver was late and I had to be at the airport within 40 minutes.

“Sir, where are you? I got a flight to catch. You always do this!”, I phoned my driver.

While we exchanged hugs and kisses and posed for a group photo, my driver arrived and the car honked.

The rest of the trip went by very quickly. Currently I am sitting on the window seat on an Emirates airline travelling back to the UK. The early spring sun is dawning over Europe and the clouds are beginning to turn golden while nostalgia has me narrating the events of the best part of my short trip. Until next time…

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