the horribly timed post

So I thought, just before Google traces back on the byte hogging in active webspaces its bought from Blogspot.com and clicks them into oblivion; I'll write a post. Like all other. Not like no other. SONY

ha ah :P

*lame machine revs with excitement*

Anyhu, dont confuse this post with a regular LUDA Fixation. I am just wasting time in the morning so that everyone can go out of the house and I can finally get back to study. Yes, BACK to study.

Coz unlike normal human beings; which I was trying to be for over 2 weeks of my study leave; I dont follow the same mental nutritional pattern. I sleep late into the mornings often closer to the afternoon even if I had gone to bed at 11 in the night. And the rest of the time in the evening I was having fun exchanging my revision classes for Casino Royale, or just watching TV. FOR GODS FREAKIN SAKE, I was watching TV. I have watched more movies on the cable in these 2 weeks than what i normally watch in 2 months.

So well, i went back to think about last semester and developed a striking fact!

I STUDY AT NIGHTS!

So well yeah thats what I have been upto studying at nights taking ANIME breaks or something like that and eating alot. :P. My games have taken a step back primarily because I need to enjoy them and not rush them like they were job. Even though they are but whatever :P.

So well. chow chow. Dont ask for more, I'll just give you some.

Quote of the Day:- I dont even know why I used the word time in my post. In my case, I am miles away from that word.

PS The above post was dedicated to Subhana. May you stay cool and may your grand dad get better, Amen! And please stop working at the bottling factory!! :P

for the kill

Everytime I have been washrooming, for the past few days, in my home, I've come face to face with quite a few moth-cum-fly-cum-very tiny creatures buzzing around, without a sound under the bright, half covered tubelight. The tubelight is placed right above the large mirror, where I usually see them sitting on the reflection of my face; motionless; still; waiting? I dont know.

I have tried to smoke* them, it usually kills them in sometime. Thats what I had heard but it didnt work. Neither did synthetic chemical mixtures which can choke a human if used extensively. PIFF PAFF or Baygon is what they are marketted as. But the relentless species, they'd just spread out and come back. Infact, they are so miniature, they probably get lost without the light; atleast to us.

This morning at 3 am, I took it to myself to do the cleaning. A good number appeared near the light where it always does. Usual, it may seem. I washed my hands, before I did my deed. And with water still meandering down the skin canals on my hand, I positioned my reflection in line with where one of them sat.

SLAP! an instant later I had blood and body on my right to the middle finger. My wet hand making an imprint on the mirror. And then I got another one. And one more, similar fashion.

Based on my assumption I believe, they had come to realise something was not right. The sitting ladies, flew up now taking it to open space. But I was already on a roll, and now it was a Clap! Atleast 4 more, until there was just one remaining.

I was ready for some competition. The key is to keep an eye on it and follow it to whatever extent it takes, just follow it. And when you get the gut feeling, its in your yard. BAM! it for tresspassing. Matter of fact, they had been in my yard all the time now, I'd just been too ignorant clap my hands.

So the last one made me wait, it appeared disappeard appeared and disappeared again. I could only make it out when it was closer to light, but as soon as I'd see it, I'd lose it. Until one fine head move and I see it sitting on the glass, fidgeting. Ballooned by my self confidence, I used just a finger. TAK!

It was hit but not fallen, and it rose again to soar. I got it one more time with my inflated balloon, and it still didnt make any difference. Then I just slapped it hard; with a curse caught between my throat and tongue.

And then there were more, I hadnt realised before. 3 more, or atleast they were all I had to kill next. Everytime I'd hunt one down, I'd wash my hands clean and let the body lie on the walls of the sink. What was even more peculiar was that in the silence of a Clap, I'd see threads floating in the air. Small, real small. Pieces of threads falling from the top at a speed of almost nothing. Very slow, very small.

Then when I was finally done, I washed my hands one last time with soap. Then I took in the freshness of my hands and walked out.

We are all God's creatures and we all need to survive. And to survive we may sometimes need to kill. Not that those moths would have hindered my survival, but sometimes we kill for things as trivial as 'my space' and 'my air'.

*do the ARABIC AOUDH Techniques.

drugged

I walk

To become

What I admired

The man

I desired

The ugly

That inspired

My solace

Is me

Disconnected

But not free

Don’t touch me

Out of this

I love the drug

Sedate my soul

So I drift

By my own

In my own

I live

displaced

Recently, whenever I think of writing something, its either too late, or I have something pending to write about\on so I end up clicking on the cross button at the 'new post screen'.

Today I am just too tired and even though i have pending things on the line, they can wait a little longer. This time, I think I need to take a break.

KPMG's begining to take its toll on me. I am doing late sittings and sometimes even morning walk outs. But thats cool, coz its in Emirates towers ;). I see this to be more of toughening experience than a learning one. Like what my senior said, "spend an year here, and you'll be 21."

I would not mention anything more, even though I am not on any contract or liability with the company; its just for the safer side.

Apart from that, today, I experienced the most embarrasing moment of my life - as of yet. I am not going to go on and blabber it out, but to me, the only thing worse could be running around naked in Global Village on a Thursday evening!

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There's a glitch in my plan. Something I hardly have any control over. Its got me a little disturbed, but inshALLAH with a lil thinking and a nudge from God, it should be allright. Amen! But its disturbing nonetheless. Pray please.
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Congratulations to Subhaana baajee for such a wonderful achievement. May Allah bless her with many more. TO know more, go to *SUBHAANA'S* link on the right; for words fail me.
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I got my exams in the next month and I dont know JACK. InshALLAH i should be able to get a leave, but there are many odds to jump over.
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The late sittings, and too much 'extracurricular' work is making me weary. I have come to realise, that I take up too many voluntary things; and worst of all, most of them are unfinished. Even though I feel like I want to do everything, learn everthing, master everything; its not working. Time is less. I am few.
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Quote of the day :- This place has changed

Thursday 3:00 am
21st of April 2005

I thought that I had the time to post today. Now I believe I was wrong.

For The Love Of G-A-M-E

an interesting read ...
Source: Shoutwire!

In 1961 the minds at MIT unvieled a groundbreaking diagnostic program for the PDP-1 mainframe.Instead of churinging out mathmatical soloutions as evidence of a properly functioning processer, the program allowed the user to verify functionality by dogfighting an opponent in space. It was SpaceWar, and it was the first video game ever created.

A full fourty five years later, video gaming has grown into a ten billion dollar a year industry. The technology has grown exponentially, we’re in the fifith generation of consoles, and usage is prevalent among the general population. So why, after all of these years, am I still hesitant to admit in mixed company that I’m a gamer?

Fifteen years ago such an admission would be unthinkable. Videogames were the exclusive domain of adolescent males and social degenerates. To admit as an adult that you were spent eight hours on Saturday night making your final run at Hilter (Die, Allied Schweinhund!) in Wolfenstein 3D would have been a social debacle. Images would flow through the mind of your confidant. Images of you sitting in your mothers basement with your only company being the pale glow emmited by 16 frames per second of VGA graphics, images of your inevitable fate of being a 30 year old virgin, images of a person unclean. You, sir, would be a nerd.

Today, even though an estimated 43% of gamers are adults, this stigma still lives on. To admit that you’re a gamer, to some, is to admit that you waste valuable time on an unproductive, childish hobby. Yet, for some unexplainable reason, not an eye is batted if you spend your evening in front of the television in the throes of prime time ecstasy. It is more chic to passively wonder who America’s next Idol will be than to involve yourself in a stimulating, interactive, and – more often than not – cognitive video game experience.

In an age where videogames have overshadowed the film and television industry as entertainment king, we gamers are still, for the most part, a sadly persecuted lot. We contend with the eye rolling of mothers, the sighs of girlfriends, and the disparaging comments from elders. We have been mocked and ridiculed and deprived of our rightful place in the genetic pool for far too long.

We game because we love it, and we almost represent the majority.

I think it’s high time we come out of the basement.

Non

Hear,

indistinct resonance

Echo

distress signal

Voice

me.

Weapon

Is a horse shoe,

Shield

Is teeth

Sheath

me.

Adamant

all beliefs

Weak

is the heart

Constricted

approach

Caught

me.

Eldritch

Is the stance

to

Dig deep

-er

Swimming

To Sink

me.

Happen

its been a while will be an understatement.

I havent been doing what i usually do. At least not for sometime now. All for the good though. Infact for the VERY GOOD (Alhumdulillah). Lately so many things have happened that, according to a friend, I always have a sentence with GUESS WHAT when we chat. MashALLAH. Allah's blessed me with things I havent even imagined. And it scares me. May be I am getting all this in compensation of what I am going to loose in the Hereafter. May Allah forbid. and May Allah Bless.

SO the no.1 most important thing that happened lately, was the Award. Award for scoring the highest In my Design and Tech Alevels Exams all over the WORLD!! ..

Unbelievable I know. Unexpected, very much! I couldnt digest the news until I had it in my hands at the prize distribution ceremony. I am pretty much still in the state of awe and there isnt any limit to thank ALLAH for such an accredation.

This really made me question my decision for changing lines. It was like a cold nudge which had a loving warmth in the heart of it, making me know how good I can be (alhumdulillah). Nonetheless I have moved on and I would like to think God has made me create a benchmark and change sides.

Speaking of moving on, which I have surely gone deep into and continuously sinking; I have joined KPMG as an intern. KPMG is the no.1 auditing firm (client wise) in UAE and the 4th largest in the world; thereby forming part of the BIG 4 of the world. The offices are in Emirates Towers ;) .. but thats just the perk which does not over shadow the 12am-4am sessions of the Audit Assistants and Seniors in those offices. Its one hell of a tiring schedule the people have got and each one's competing to be the best in the better. A golden under-rule in the firm states 'Join KPMG = Forget Life'. And it's pretty obvious, coz nothing starts at 3 in the morning.

Nevertheless, the badge that KPMG brings and the honor of being an auditor who can just clean sweep a company's ass is SWEETAH! I know if I am ever to join as an employee I'd be fried to the point that I'll have to let go of the gaming passion. But like they say 'Kuch paanay kay liye Kuch khona parta hai' = 'To gain something you gotta lose something'.

Likewise though there hasnt been any art flowing from anywhere of myself. I havent drawn in months and poetry's become a different language. Seems like the 'switch' has taken a toll on me. At the moment its just, Me KPMG Classes and Game Review. Internet has become a gettaway but it doesnt last long.

And oh yeah, I got my license! :D and so much awesome to drive my mom's accord :D! MUAHAHA! Its been less than a month, and I am already flashed! I got a speeding ticket last night 1:45 in the morning, Sheikh Zayed Road. It was a 100kmph road, and I was at 140kmph. I have no idea how much will it be, anyone got any idea? And even though it was more of shock struck situation when the camera sparked a white tube on my windscreen, it was kinda nice to see how it flashes ;) .. :P But I wouldnt want to be ticketed again thats for sure. Although I think i will ask them to gimme the picture (dxb police dept) and will put it in my cupboard as the very first CAUGHT ON CAMERA ;) :o

Till whenever I am free again. Ma3salaam and tc

Quote of the day:- Coat for the day

:P

The Return

THE PROPHET MOHAMMAD'S (PBUH) LAST SERMON

This Sermon was delivered on the Ninth Day of Dhul Hijjah 10 A.H in the Uranah Valley of mount Arafat )


"O People lend me an attentive ear, for I know not whether after this year I shall ever be amongst you again. Therefore listen to what I am saying very carefully and TAKE THESE WORDS TO THOSE WHO COULD NOT BE PRESENT HERE TODAY.

O People just as you regard this month, this day, this city as Sacred, so regard the life and property of every Muslim as a sacred trust. Return the goods entrusted to you to their rightful owners. Hurt no one so that no one may hurt you. Remember that you will indeed meet your LORD, and that he will indeed reckon your deeds. ALLAH has forbidden you to take usuary (interest), therefore all interest obligations shall henceforth be waived. Your capital is yours to keep. You will neither inflict nor suffer any inequity. Allah has Judged that there shall be no interest and that all the interest due to Abbas ibn 'Abd'al Muttalib (Prophet's uncle) be waived.

Every right arising out of homicide in pre-Islamic days is henceforth waived and the first such right that I waive is that arising from the murder of Rabiah ibn al Harithibn.

O'Men, the Unbelievers indulge in tampering with the calender in order to make permissible that which Allah forbade, and to forbid which Allah has made permissible. With Allah the months are twelve in number. Four of them are holy three of these are successive and one occurs singly between the months of Jumada and Shaban.

Beware of Satan, for the safety of your religion. He has lost all hope of that he will be able to lead you astray in big things, so beware of following him in small things.

O People it is true that you have certain rights with regard to your women but they also have right over you. Remember that you have taken them as your wives only under Allah's trust and with his permission. If they abide by your right then to them belongs the right to be fed and clothed in kindness. Do treat your women well and be kind to them for they are your partners and committed helpers. And it is your right that they do not make friends with anyone of whom you do not approve, as well as never to be unchaste.

O People, listen to me in ernest, worship ALLAH, say your five daily prayers fast during month of Ramadan, and give your wealth in Zakat. Perform Hajj if you can afford to.

All mankind is from Adam and Eve, an Arab has no superiority over a non-Arab nor a non-Arab has any superiority over an Arab; also a white has no superiority over black nor a black has any superiority over white except by piety and good action. Learn that every Muslim is a brother to every Muslim and that the Muslims constitute o ne brotherhood. Nothing shall be legitimate to a Muslim which belogs to a fellow Muslim unless it was given freely and willingly. Do not therefore do injustice to yourselves. Remember one day you will meet Allah and answer your deeds. So beware do not astray from the path of righteousness after I am gone.

O People, NO PROPHET OR APOSTLE WILL COME AFTER ME AND NO NEW FAITH WILL BE BORN. Reason well, therefore, O People, and understand words which I convey to you. I leave behind me two things, the QURAN and my SUNNAH and if you follow these you will never go astray.

All those who listen to me shall pass on my words to others and those to others again; and may the last ones understand my words better than those who listen to me directly. Be my witness O ALLAH, that I have conveyed your message to your people."

PS: WOAH its been over a month now. I never realised, or well I did but never bothered. This can wait, I always thought when I had a feeling to write something; coz I was due 6 essays (350 words each) for a friend and felt guilty utilising my time on the blog. Anyhow, now that you know the particular reason, the part reason is my laziness:D Thank you. There is alot to talk about but since I got this in a mail (by comicsans19) I thought it would be a wonderful thing to share, special thanks to the last line. Also let this be the kick start to the one month vacation this place has been having from my rants. AND ALSO, let me gather back all I wanted to say for such a long time, my views, my thoughts, my achievments, my life, my everything :P

Ma3salaam and good bye for now.

some random tests

Thanks to Reza, i stumbled over a few TESTS sites. Here's what THEY SAY, about ME.

What Classic Movie Am I ?

What Classic Movie Are You?
personality tests by similarminds.com

What Famous Leader Am I ?

What Famous Leader Are You?
personality tests by similarminds.com

And I also took a few BLEACH personality tests. (Bleach is an anime btw).

This is what I get after a long que of questions .. :@:Po.O?

What Vice Captain am I ?

Which Bleach Vice-Captain are You?

brought to you by Quizilla

What Bleach Personality am I ?

Conclusion = These computer generated tests are big chunks of shitwads. (except the nerd one ofcourse ;) ). Bloody they changed my gender! Fake Fake Fake Fake ..