Yes am in Abu Dhabi which half of the people may already know about. The purpose for my stay is also pretty known - so - for the ignorant - am being introduced to ACCA Level 1 thanx to my cousin wahaj whose doing a good job teaching me the basics.
But mostly we dont study. Study part is right at the end of the day when we all are about to watch a movie and I go like "U &*$#^$&*# better teach me or I'll &*$^(#&$^ .... YEAH!!!"So he gets scared :P and teaches me for the sake of his life :P
So, incidents keep happening to make me realise how much I suck at sport. And how much sport is not my ball game. Table tennis is the worst. I recently got thrashed on the table without a single smash by the opponent and the scores are 21-3. YAY! 3 cheers for looser. I dont need to count how many times this happened. Enough embarrasment already. Dont tell me to practise, been there done that. Cricket and Billiards is what i was getting good at .. or atleast i think so, but then again i got stuck somewhere and progress is none.
Anyways, enough of selfish ranting. Amongst the highlights of this stay which ends tomorrow inshALLAH, I flew in a LUMINA tonight. Yes, FLEW. OK .. JUMPED. Jumped up a HUGE hump at about 70-80km/hr all four wheels in the air. Alhumdulillah all are safe (except the guy hu got a seat belt under his butt) and so is the car. Nonetheless, that was some fun shit.
Quote of the day :- Girl:- OMG!! you? respect ME ?
Boy:- Yes, I respect women and animal species :P
Girl:- Great! so you respect me AND YOURSELF :P
(actual chat session)
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
the grey flower
Here, hold it;
and hold it close
this metal rose
that destiny chose;
be victor over tyranny.
Squeeze their blood
out their flesh.
Cut their veins
and make a mess.
Worry no more, you have been blessed
with the metal rose that destiny chose.
The golden baby
which lies within,
Use it well
to entice the men.
Then slice the men
Good bye with them.
Click-ti-click
let the wheel move.
Puncture bodies
and deepen wounds.
And when the smoke rises
let the ashes fall
and crimson flow beneath your feet.
Then dip the rose that destiny chose
and color the metal with life of red.
and hold it close
this metal rose
that destiny chose;
be victor over tyranny.
Squeeze their blood
out their flesh.
Cut their veins
and make a mess.
Worry no more, you have been blessed
with the metal rose that destiny chose.
The golden baby
which lies within,
Use it well
to entice the men.
Then slice the men
Good bye with them.
Click-ti-click
let the wheel move.
Puncture bodies
and deepen wounds.
And when the smoke rises
let the ashes fall
and crimson flow beneath your feet.
Then dip the rose that destiny chose
and color the metal with life of red.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
what the subconsciuos mind wrote ... and other stories.
I saw pictures today. They were normal pictures. Plain and simple; unlike life. They had people posing and backgrounds ignorant. Sharp on the models, blur on the base.
I am confused now. Should I write or should I write? Because I am writing a paragraph of random thoughts. But they are so cool that they pull me in to a dilemma as strongly as you pull the fishing line out of water. I could make poetry out of them. I felt. It doesnt have to rhyme but it looks so cool. Sounds. I mean.
I feel weary and fray. I am not on alcohol, I would never be. Haraam! My subconscious mind is playing tricks. It tells my left brain to think and my right brain to not think. I am stuck once more.
Whore!
I have absolutely no idea where that came from but its comic and has awaken my senses a little bit.
But the bed and the quilt is warm and comforting and sleep is inviting. I think I should shut now. My nose is blocked and I feel weak. I think I would be sick in the morning. The paper has ended and I cant turn. I dont feel like. Let quit.
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nonsense ..
This is what your brain does to you when you dont sleep and you hold a paper and a pen at bed.
Moving on .. I am back on the sand. Back in Dubai. Been quite some time now. More than a week. Feels great and hot! Thank GOD for Air Conditioning.
My PC's MOTHERBOARDs been naughty when I was gone, and now its become unstable. Even at 115 FSB it does not start windows.
My sim go fluxed resting in my wallet pocket. With all the sweat and the money, I guess it had to. But well, I made sure I got it changed first thing when I came here.
My Internet Line got 'I-HAVE-NO-IDEA-WHAT' and didnt work for almost 4 days and I could have starved of 'INTERNETLESSNESS'. JazaakALLAH to ETISALAT for once, those guys actually did work on it day in and day out. He'd show up every day, waking me up of my beauty sleep and check wierd stuff and unintellegible numbers and fingures. And he had that wierd big yellow elephant injection like instrument to trace signals in lines and it made loud beep sounds enough to wake a heavy sleeper. Anyways, he did well and am impressed to see a local work that hard. May Allah make more locals like him.
Hmm ... so my results were out some time ago. Got 2 B's which aint bad for A levels. But then not V.Good either considering what I was expected of. At least an A in chemistry could have done the trick, coz you hardly get an A in DnT in A levels. Atleast none from our school as yet. And so my arch rival beat me with an A,B grade. And I admit, she definitely is better than me in studies. Atleast for this year. Coz I beat her last year and InshALLAH, I'll make a good success story later on too :D. Nonetheless congrats to her and all of those who got good grades and to those who never expected theyd pass but did and to all of those who did A LEVEL. May Allah give you success in whatever GOOD you do.
A semi-sane post comes to an end. I shall sleep now. Its 6:02 in the morning.
Quote of the day:- Photographs are posing people. Truth there is few.
I am confused now. Should I write or should I write? Because I am writing a paragraph of random thoughts. But they are so cool that they pull me in to a dilemma as strongly as you pull the fishing line out of water. I could make poetry out of them. I felt. It doesnt have to rhyme but it looks so cool. Sounds. I mean.
I feel weary and fray. I am not on alcohol, I would never be. Haraam! My subconscious mind is playing tricks. It tells my left brain to think and my right brain to not think. I am stuck once more.
Whore!
I have absolutely no idea where that came from but its comic and has awaken my senses a little bit.
But the bed and the quilt is warm and comforting and sleep is inviting. I think I should shut now. My nose is blocked and I feel weak. I think I would be sick in the morning. The paper has ended and I cant turn. I dont feel like. Let quit.
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nonsense ..
This is what your brain does to you when you dont sleep and you hold a paper and a pen at bed.
Moving on .. I am back on the sand. Back in Dubai. Been quite some time now. More than a week. Feels great and hot! Thank GOD for Air Conditioning.
My PC's MOTHERBOARDs been naughty when I was gone, and now its become unstable. Even at 115 FSB it does not start windows.
My sim go fluxed resting in my wallet pocket. With all the sweat and the money, I guess it had to. But well, I made sure I got it changed first thing when I came here.
My Internet Line got 'I-HAVE-NO-IDEA-WHAT' and didnt work for almost 4 days and I could have starved of 'INTERNETLESSNESS'. JazaakALLAH to ETISALAT for once, those guys actually did work on it day in and day out. He'd show up every day, waking me up of my beauty sleep and check wierd stuff and unintellegible numbers and fingures. And he had that wierd big yellow elephant injection like instrument to trace signals in lines and it made loud beep sounds enough to wake a heavy sleeper. Anyways, he did well and am impressed to see a local work that hard. May Allah make more locals like him.
Hmm ... so my results were out some time ago. Got 2 B's which aint bad for A levels. But then not V.Good either considering what I was expected of. At least an A in chemistry could have done the trick, coz you hardly get an A in DnT in A levels. Atleast none from our school as yet. And so my arch rival beat me with an A,B grade. And I admit, she definitely is better than me in studies. Atleast for this year. Coz I beat her last year and InshALLAH, I'll make a good success story later on too :D. Nonetheless congrats to her and all of those who got good grades and to those who never expected theyd pass but did and to all of those who did A LEVEL. May Allah give you success in whatever GOOD you do.
A semi-sane post comes to an end. I shall sleep now. Its 6:02 in the morning.
Quote of the day:- Photographs are posing people. Truth there is few.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
adrenaline high
"Baaarrrghhh .. brrrr.. brrrrgh .. baaaarrghhh brrgghhh brrrgh... "the bike gnarled through the muffler.He gave a slight race as the pasenger sat behind him and just as he did the bike sped away with a loud, echoing, pick up.
The bike zipped a corner and was into the main street with rickshaw horns welcoming them on their back. The bike picked up speed and the sound of the silencer grew steadily. It gained more speed. More now. Even more... The air that slapped the rider's faces drilled goosebumps in their bones. Their eyes twitched as their eye brows flickered madly in the swift wind. Even then, they were able to see the red pairs of lights closing in from the front.
They were approaching the signal but the rider seemed least bothered about their speed. The passenger in the back felt panic raise in his stomach, but somehow he shut up and smiled. They slowed a lil but never stopped. The car in front was slowing down, the bike took an immediate right and an alarming left from a rickshaw and found it self between 2 busses. The traffic was stopped at this point but not their bike.
They moved forward with jerky brakes every now and then and atlast found themselves on the front line of the signal stop. The junction was slowly filling with cars from the right. The bike's stop was of a mere second. He looked right and wheely'd in to the junction with blaring mufler sound. They crossed on red, horizontal to incoming traffic and there was no sign of horns and honks. Not surprising, this is the usual.
Adrenaline was pumping high as the bike weaved through traffic, bending a good 60 degrees on a few turns. Bikes, busses, cars and rickshaws were mere standing obstacles, as the bike sped through the spaces between them. There were points where they brushed the cars met flaps and side view mirrors, but it was all part of the fun. They ended on the petrol station, filling the petrol they had burnt. Then they made the same journey back home.
The rider was Faizan. The passsenger was LuDa.
In other news, I will be coming back by 12th InshALLAH. As per the latest info.
The results are not ouyt yet at least for our school, and i get more time to pray.
I am registered for ACCA, thanx to Muddu. May ALLAH bless him as He has blessed me with a friend like him.
I miss science.
I havent started reading Harry Potter 6.
I am an ass. :)
Quote of the Day:-Sacred is not God, but your belief in HIM.
The bike zipped a corner and was into the main street with rickshaw horns welcoming them on their back. The bike picked up speed and the sound of the silencer grew steadily. It gained more speed. More now. Even more... The air that slapped the rider's faces drilled goosebumps in their bones. Their eyes twitched as their eye brows flickered madly in the swift wind. Even then, they were able to see the red pairs of lights closing in from the front.
They were approaching the signal but the rider seemed least bothered about their speed. The passenger in the back felt panic raise in his stomach, but somehow he shut up and smiled. They slowed a lil but never stopped. The car in front was slowing down, the bike took an immediate right and an alarming left from a rickshaw and found it self between 2 busses. The traffic was stopped at this point but not their bike.
They moved forward with jerky brakes every now and then and atlast found themselves on the front line of the signal stop. The junction was slowly filling with cars from the right. The bike's stop was of a mere second. He looked right and wheely'd in to the junction with blaring mufler sound. They crossed on red, horizontal to incoming traffic and there was no sign of horns and honks. Not surprising, this is the usual.
Adrenaline was pumping high as the bike weaved through traffic, bending a good 60 degrees on a few turns. Bikes, busses, cars and rickshaws were mere standing obstacles, as the bike sped through the spaces between them. There were points where they brushed the cars met flaps and side view mirrors, but it was all part of the fun. They ended on the petrol station, filling the petrol they had burnt. Then they made the same journey back home.
The rider was Faizan. The passsenger was LuDa.
In other news, I will be coming back by 12th InshALLAH. As per the latest info.
The results are not ouyt yet at least for our school, and i get more time to pray.
I am registered for ACCA, thanx to Muddu. May ALLAH bless him as He has blessed me with a friend like him.
I miss science.
I havent started reading Harry Potter 6.
I am an ass. :)
Quote of the Day:-Sacred is not God, but your belief in HIM.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Chachee Makes Life Wonderful For LuDa boy - Karachi
Regardless of the increasingly hostile bent nature of Karachi which LuDa has faced for the past few days he still smiles to be at rest with the most trusted personnell of his family, here in Karachi-Pakistan. All prayers to the one and only LuDa's chaachee (aunt), the sole bearer of this heart felt recognition.
LuDa boy reports to have said that he is very lucky to have such a person in the family and he is very close to her. On the other hand, he says that even though she is so dear he shall not include her as a friend. This he claims to be behind the reason that the level of respect should be maintained at all times, which friends usually dont have.
Reports say that she leaves for India in 2 days time (inshALLAH). LuDa is sad but he prays for a safe journey on and back(and secretly for a short trip). Further details are kept confidential by the subject's request. :P
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Indeed it has been hostile. I was too naive to notice that I havent been out of home yet. Even though not very much out of home, cruelty waits at your doorstep. An opportunity is all that it wants.
People are proud and have a major attitude problem. Its like their noses stick to the airplanes that soar the city skies. Pride and Attitude are 2 things pakistani teens have held on to very firmly. Every thing else is mostly flexible.
I finished DAN BROWN and hell he can cook stories. A genius on the head, the truth in those artifacts that he has mentioned is so freaking eerie. You will definitely not see the Virgin of the Rocks or the Last Supper with the same mindset, once youve read this. Its like there seriously is a secret organisation... WTF??!!. Not very blasphemous, as I aint a christian, but i love the fact that he actually brought out the points of how JESUS was termed as the SON OF GOD by CONSTANTINE the king of ROME (i guess) the same thing that my dad had told me some time ago. Jesus infact is not the son of god, he was MADE into one for the power of men and the empire and the new church. The New Testament is infact flawed and fractured, how inexplicably true.
Anyways, brilliance, nonetheless. An excellent tangle of fact and fiction.
There is so much more, but I feel like watching T.V. :P
Ma3salaam.
Quote of the Day:- Imagination doesnt have a 'NO FLY ZONE'.
LuDa boy reports to have said that he is very lucky to have such a person in the family and he is very close to her. On the other hand, he says that even though she is so dear he shall not include her as a friend. This he claims to be behind the reason that the level of respect should be maintained at all times, which friends usually dont have.
Reports say that she leaves for India in 2 days time (inshALLAH). LuDa is sad but he prays for a safe journey on and back(and secretly for a short trip). Further details are kept confidential by the subject's request. :P
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Indeed it has been hostile. I was too naive to notice that I havent been out of home yet. Even though not very much out of home, cruelty waits at your doorstep. An opportunity is all that it wants.
People are proud and have a major attitude problem. Its like their noses stick to the airplanes that soar the city skies. Pride and Attitude are 2 things pakistani teens have held on to very firmly. Every thing else is mostly flexible.
I finished DAN BROWN and hell he can cook stories. A genius on the head, the truth in those artifacts that he has mentioned is so freaking eerie. You will definitely not see the Virgin of the Rocks or the Last Supper with the same mindset, once youve read this. Its like there seriously is a secret organisation... WTF??!!. Not very blasphemous, as I aint a christian, but i love the fact that he actually brought out the points of how JESUS was termed as the SON OF GOD by CONSTANTINE the king of ROME (i guess) the same thing that my dad had told me some time ago. Jesus infact is not the son of god, he was MADE into one for the power of men and the empire and the new church. The New Testament is infact flawed and fractured, how inexplicably true.
Anyways, brilliance, nonetheless. An excellent tangle of fact and fiction.
There is so much more, but I feel like watching T.V. :P
Ma3salaam.
Quote of the Day:- Imagination doesnt have a 'NO FLY ZONE'.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
not a small fight
Nizaam-e-Khilafat
The topic of Dr. Israr Ahmad's latest speech, 2 days ago. He is one of the most revered personalities in the world for his Islamic Knowledge and Extensive Overall Global Research on many different issues. For me it was history in the making, as he defied all false laws of today's world and invited muslims to join hands to stand up for the reason Islam is sent down to this world.
A religion consists of:-
-Faith
-Worship
-Customs
Islam is not a religion. It is a way of life which consists of:-
-Faith
-Worship
-Customs
-Social Life
-Economic System
-Politics
Yes, muslims are the only people who have been guided along the path of all the 6 main lines of life. Thereby, its a guide on not only personal but even the social life of a human being. Sadly, what this world and Pakistan is turning into is Secularism. Secular states, allow you freedom with the first three options but the next three are run by the HEAD of State. The system opted by nearly all the places in the world for the next three options is :-
Social Life - TOTAL FREEDOM
Economic System - Interest Based Banking. Capitalism. Communism.
Politics - Democracy. By the people, For the people.
Islam has shown us ways for all these and they are clearly not what the above look like. Khilafat or Caliphate (in english) is what is required to topple off this current state, which looks ever so strong. In Caliphate, the rule is of Allah alone and the president of the state abides by it and makes sure the whole state follows it too.
The reason why its worst hit on Pakistan, is that the purpose of pakistan's primary existance, was An ISLAMIC STATE. An ISLAMIC STATE which will have laws that are decreed by ALLAH alone and His Prophet's Sunnah and Ahadeeth. That is the reason why the muslims of india fought the british and sacrificed themselves to creat a Muslim Soveriegn State. The mere existance of pakistan is at stake. Morever, the existence of the muslims.
But more than pakistan, its a duty of all muslims. To struggle against what is non Islamic. Atleast in their own islamic countries. Coz, surprisingly, Allah doesnt want results. He just wants to see us strive in HIS way. To see that we have faith in him and the Day of Ressurection. Prophet Noah (3) hardly had any followers in his age of 900, can we decree him as a lower prophet just coz he didnt give results. We have to fight a war a jihad, atleast within ourselves. Against our lusts, against the wrong that we know is so clear...
May Allah Help us All. Aamen.
Quote of the Day :- We know our wrath, but who cares?
The topic of Dr. Israr Ahmad's latest speech, 2 days ago. He is one of the most revered personalities in the world for his Islamic Knowledge and Extensive Overall Global Research on many different issues. For me it was history in the making, as he defied all false laws of today's world and invited muslims to join hands to stand up for the reason Islam is sent down to this world.
A religion consists of:-
-Faith
-Worship
-Customs
Islam is not a religion. It is a way of life which consists of:-
-Faith
-Worship
-Customs
-Social Life
-Economic System
-Politics
Yes, muslims are the only people who have been guided along the path of all the 6 main lines of life. Thereby, its a guide on not only personal but even the social life of a human being. Sadly, what this world and Pakistan is turning into is Secularism. Secular states, allow you freedom with the first three options but the next three are run by the HEAD of State. The system opted by nearly all the places in the world for the next three options is :-
Social Life - TOTAL FREEDOM
Economic System - Interest Based Banking. Capitalism. Communism.
Politics - Democracy. By the people, For the people.
Islam has shown us ways for all these and they are clearly not what the above look like. Khilafat or Caliphate (in english) is what is required to topple off this current state, which looks ever so strong. In Caliphate, the rule is of Allah alone and the president of the state abides by it and makes sure the whole state follows it too.
The reason why its worst hit on Pakistan, is that the purpose of pakistan's primary existance, was An ISLAMIC STATE. An ISLAMIC STATE which will have laws that are decreed by ALLAH alone and His Prophet's Sunnah and Ahadeeth. That is the reason why the muslims of india fought the british and sacrificed themselves to creat a Muslim Soveriegn State. The mere existance of pakistan is at stake. Morever, the existence of the muslims.
But more than pakistan, its a duty of all muslims. To struggle against what is non Islamic. Atleast in their own islamic countries. Coz, surprisingly, Allah doesnt want results. He just wants to see us strive in HIS way. To see that we have faith in him and the Day of Ressurection. Prophet Noah (3) hardly had any followers in his age of 900, can we decree him as a lower prophet just coz he didnt give results. We have to fight a war a jihad, atleast within ourselves. Against our lusts, against the wrong that we know is so clear...
May Allah Help us All. Aamen.
Quote of the Day :- We know our wrath, but who cares?
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
The Tale of Shit and other smelly stories
PTCL had broken down sometime ago. SO thats shit.
It got fixed, but still crap speeds. So thats shit.
I havent blogged for a long time now. Shit.
Also,
My bum has become a continuous automatic soluble shit emitter gun.
Mega Shit.
End The shit.
Other stories are as follows.
It hasnt been pretty bad here, or atleast not as hostile as i had expected it to be.
About the city ... Karachi has certainly improved on the living standards. Also, it is being restructured very well, with better roads and lower rate of load shedding; in some places also underground electric cables to cut off teh KUNDA cheating.
The Nazim here is definitely a hard working person and a good man, at least it seems so. May Allah Bless this guy and those who work along.
However, the other party is becoming restless and analysists predict a cold war, or atleast road clashes of the MQM and the current party. Thats politics, and sadly thats life, the fight of the good and the evil.
Traffic on the other hand has become increasingly pathetic and non of the drivers here are amatuers.
About the technology ... Even though internet connection standards are way below par, mobile connections are suprisingly the opposite. With superb offers and qualities and a wide variety of service providers, the competition is so head on that buying a sim card is equavilant to travelling from my home to haidary(market) which equals to around 150 rupees.
Yes. 150 rupees and you pay him 50 more and u get a simcard + no. + 150 rupees balance prepaid. Thts like you can have a BIG MAC or go buy a SIM. :P.Gadgets here are the usual and u shouldnt expect anything hi fi in the norm. For that u have to shift to the Upper Class, Defence and the Clifton Area, where each home looks like competing with the other both in size and looks; and every1 is linked to someone in power and position. (just my opinion)
Rainbow Center (a CD selling 4 flour complex) was shut down when i reached here. Amazingly, it was due to piracy laws. As the race to make an ace out of pakistan approaches another chekpoint, pirated CD's even though still at large, have gone more expensive. Plus, there is increasing fear that this industry may start licking the gravel.
Random Says
Apart from this i have been driving on a usual basis now. Although internally, but very frequently. Except for a few days, my sleep has become constant and timed to a good boy sleep. Sleep at 12 - wake at 8.I have started reading Da Vinci Code and man is it mind blowing and boggling combined. The author is a genius. Avid reader or not Da Vinci Code is for anyone who is mature and can read english.Oh btw, HP 6 is out. 1158 is the price here HARD BACK .. :D I might buy it. And yeah, I hate marriage parties and Ay ALLAH BAARISH DAY DAY!!
Quote of the Day:- Age shouldnt matter, when you've got the heart.
It got fixed, but still crap speeds. So thats shit.
I havent blogged for a long time now. Shit.
Also,
My bum has become a continuous automatic soluble shit emitter gun.
Mega Shit.
End The shit.
Other stories are as follows.
It hasnt been pretty bad here, or atleast not as hostile as i had expected it to be.
About the city ... Karachi has certainly improved on the living standards. Also, it is being restructured very well, with better roads and lower rate of load shedding; in some places also underground electric cables to cut off teh KUNDA cheating.
The Nazim here is definitely a hard working person and a good man, at least it seems so. May Allah Bless this guy and those who work along.
However, the other party is becoming restless and analysists predict a cold war, or atleast road clashes of the MQM and the current party. Thats politics, and sadly thats life, the fight of the good and the evil.
Traffic on the other hand has become increasingly pathetic and non of the drivers here are amatuers.
About the technology ... Even though internet connection standards are way below par, mobile connections are suprisingly the opposite. With superb offers and qualities and a wide variety of service providers, the competition is so head on that buying a sim card is equavilant to travelling from my home to haidary(market) which equals to around 150 rupees.
Yes. 150 rupees and you pay him 50 more and u get a simcard + no. + 150 rupees balance prepaid. Thts like you can have a BIG MAC or go buy a SIM. :P.Gadgets here are the usual and u shouldnt expect anything hi fi in the norm. For that u have to shift to the Upper Class, Defence and the Clifton Area, where each home looks like competing with the other both in size and looks; and every1 is linked to someone in power and position. (just my opinion)
Rainbow Center (a CD selling 4 flour complex) was shut down when i reached here. Amazingly, it was due to piracy laws. As the race to make an ace out of pakistan approaches another chekpoint, pirated CD's even though still at large, have gone more expensive. Plus, there is increasing fear that this industry may start licking the gravel.
Random Says
Apart from this i have been driving on a usual basis now. Although internally, but very frequently. Except for a few days, my sleep has become constant and timed to a good boy sleep. Sleep at 12 - wake at 8.I have started reading Da Vinci Code and man is it mind blowing and boggling combined. The author is a genius. Avid reader or not Da Vinci Code is for anyone who is mature and can read english.Oh btw, HP 6 is out. 1158 is the price here HARD BACK .. :D I might buy it. And yeah, I hate marriage parties and Ay ALLAH BAARISH DAY DAY!!
Quote of the Day:- Age shouldnt matter, when you've got the heart.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
I go
So,
I go,
to Pakistan,
Yo Yo,
it doesnt make sense :p
Its just a tiny window that I have to blog into right now. I have loads of stuff to do and the worst part is i am not very enthusiastic about it . Actually I am not very enthusiastic about going to pakistan either. I dont like it there. I had plans of writing down a list of the reasons why, and post it here. But then most of the people know and its too much and too complicated. In simple words I hate that place.
Amongst the usual, taping cartons, cleaning clothes (after searching them), burning media, collecting what needs to be thrown and what needs to be given, there is some other non travelling related unifinished business. Most of which, i think, will be left that way.
From the ones that I need to get done, is definitely www.MEcampus.com articulation. A further education directory. do check it out once its done, not completely but to the extent that will be put up in the recent future inshALLAH. I had left it pending for so long, I feel bad its not done yet. But the procrastinator I am, you cant expect any better. Oh, and yeah i need to watch War of the Worlds. Steven Spielberg is a magician.
As there is not much that I can think of writing right now I might as well give my brief account of the AUS GRADUATION CEREMONY.
Not at all what I was expecting.
Firstly, coz am a postponer (i know that isnt a word but sthu), I wait for the last day to inform the teachers i want to come. Thereby inducing mrs. Ganesh's wrath on that angel of a person Mrs. Devakran. She is one of the most SPECIAL teachers to me and I am so sorry for being such a pain.
Then she tells me to wear white pants. So now i am rajnikant :P. To make it worse, the pants are baggy. So now i am WEST SIDA RAJNI - CANT!
And I did not know what to wear as a shirt, so i wore some other white crap, which is usually good, but crap with this.
At school every1s 'cool multi color fashion show'. Anyways, to not be much of a problem I dont change the pants. I pay mrs. Devakran. We get the coats and the 'I WILL NEVER FIT ON YOUR HEAD UNTIL YOU CONQUER MY ELASTIC STRAP' caps. And go to the hall.
With congratulations and smiles we are greeted on stage by the principal and a distracted mrs. Ganesh, after a long [sarcasm] VERY VERY EXTREMELY FABULOUS AND ENTERTAINING AND INTERESTING[/sarcasm] round of speeches from a million personalities. Although the flashback video done by some girl was really very good :)
So we werent able to eat coz we had to do the class photographs. And it felt relieving to throw the caps as well as 'movie like':P. However later on we did loadsa, personal photosessions with my fav teachers .. and came back home.
Which reminds me, Muddu and I gave Mrs. Seema Bhaumic the card. At first she thought it was just an ordinary card but when she opened it for the real thing, she was overwhelmed. Atleast what it seemed like. She kept dabbing her eyes to stop the tears and she didnt say a word, only smiled. She didnt cry either, but it was sure darn gonna burst.
It was lovely, I was very happy. Thats the best I have ever felt, after making somone cry.
Quote of the Day :- All great things are not better.
PS: Somewhere in this post there is a picture of the card, I dont know where they placed it, but thats the card.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
I saw it again.
I was at ABRA again. Past 10. I waited for the boat to leave the edge and it felt awkward to see my friend standing on the pavement; waiting for the boat to leave. And so it reversed after the last lady boarded on, the grey pollution emptying the boats body into air and water. I covered my nose and mouth.
I was hoping to see her again. I knew she wont come full but that doesnt hide the beauty; at least for me. I saw something glow. It was the neon board again.
The sky wasnt cloudy, from what i could make out of it. So I searched and searched a little more, the black skies over the sea. While underneath, the black waters danced quickly away. We were travelling fast.
Time was to get off now. As scared as I am, I jumped off last. I walked the rest of the way home, on a usual route, when suddenly after the castle center, there was an unconcious change in plans.
So I walked the OTHER way and half way down the street, I see her.
Well, not completely. An army of black clouds like horses, surrounded the beautiful woman between them. They raced constantly..... in circles? I dont know. But it was hard to see her in full grace. And hard to see her shine. Even harder to try to free her.
Nonetheless, it was as animated as weekend, only that this was in the heavens ... in space.
While everyone below took no heed, the moon shone calmly from behind the moving bars. Waiting .. if somone could see her, someone could free her....
.... or just love her, if nothing else.
I was hoping to see her again. I knew she wont come full but that doesnt hide the beauty; at least for me. I saw something glow. It was the neon board again.
The sky wasnt cloudy, from what i could make out of it. So I searched and searched a little more, the black skies over the sea. While underneath, the black waters danced quickly away. We were travelling fast.
Time was to get off now. As scared as I am, I jumped off last. I walked the rest of the way home, on a usual route, when suddenly after the castle center, there was an unconcious change in plans.
So I walked the OTHER way and half way down the street, I see her.
Well, not completely. An army of black clouds like horses, surrounded the beautiful woman between them. They raced constantly..... in circles? I dont know. But it was hard to see her in full grace. And hard to see her shine. Even harder to try to free her.
Nonetheless, it was as animated as weekend, only that this was in the heavens ... in space.
While everyone below took no heed, the moon shone calmly from behind the moving bars. Waiting .. if somone could see her, someone could free her....
.... or just love her, if nothing else.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
RED BULL IS GOOD
I am suffering from INSOMNIA once again. Perhaps its a choice or maybe just a state that I have implied on my self. Not that it matters, but I sort of enjoy it. Been up for over 52 hours now and am not planning to sleep this night as well. Got alot to do.
And to add cream to the cake, i had been walking from my home - Burdubai - my home again. That is why I say RED BULL is good. On my way back, i felt a little weak. But i knew that i needed to stay up and awake and well have to work all night, so i cant doze off. So I bought redbull.
I have been on red bull many times before but its always been for MIND work and game. Today was the first time it had a purpose, more physical. And as soon as the first few drops of RED BULL rejuvinated my oesophagus / throat, I felt an amazing urge to RUN; but I didnt, coz well Red bull could spill off and I didnt want that to happen. Anyways keeping aside all the SO CALLED side effects that it had/has, it still does best what it is made for. "REVITALISES MIND AND BODY".
On the other hand, the walk was good. I got the card for the teacher. Also I got to know that I am VERY SALTY. This I can say because of the ammount of white lines that mark my shirt and pant which are due to the salt content in my sweat.
Morever, I realised how beautiful ABRA is. Usually I am with my friends so I never notice but today as I was alone half the way, it was really very statisque. To add to the beauty was the FULL MOON. The circular disc of radiant light glowed over the sea and moved with the boat .. with me. And then i noticed another glowing. A more powerful one from behind a mosque. It was a neon board. As I rode, there was a steady change of life. The Abra is a monumental place of hertige and modern scenary. The windtowers lingering the arabian foreworld at the banks on one side, and the glass towers imaging the economically stable Arab on the other. Even the harbour with ancient wooden ships stands large, while amongst them I could see the more technologically advanced powerboats and moving restaurants roaming the black currents. And to top it off, the clear, full Moon.
Hmm.. wonderful, it is.
I think i will make a move now. I have already been up late and alot to do. Also, i just noticed that when i last cleaned my keyboard yesterday, I have mixed up some of the keys and my comma's and fullstops are haywired. :P
gtg change, Ma3salaam.
Quote of the day:- Its easier to hate than understand.
And to add cream to the cake, i had been walking from my home - Burdubai - my home again. That is why I say RED BULL is good. On my way back, i felt a little weak. But i knew that i needed to stay up and awake and well have to work all night, so i cant doze off. So I bought redbull.
I have been on red bull many times before but its always been for MIND work and game. Today was the first time it had a purpose, more physical. And as soon as the first few drops of RED BULL rejuvinated my oesophagus / throat, I felt an amazing urge to RUN; but I didnt, coz well Red bull could spill off and I didnt want that to happen. Anyways keeping aside all the SO CALLED side effects that it had/has, it still does best what it is made for. "REVITALISES MIND AND BODY".
On the other hand, the walk was good. I got the card for the teacher. Also I got to know that I am VERY SALTY. This I can say because of the ammount of white lines that mark my shirt and pant which are due to the salt content in my sweat.
Morever, I realised how beautiful ABRA is. Usually I am with my friends so I never notice but today as I was alone half the way, it was really very statisque. To add to the beauty was the FULL MOON. The circular disc of radiant light glowed over the sea and moved with the boat .. with me. And then i noticed another glowing. A more powerful one from behind a mosque. It was a neon board. As I rode, there was a steady change of life. The Abra is a monumental place of hertige and modern scenary. The windtowers lingering the arabian foreworld at the banks on one side, and the glass towers imaging the economically stable Arab on the other. Even the harbour with ancient wooden ships stands large, while amongst them I could see the more technologically advanced powerboats and moving restaurants roaming the black currents. And to top it off, the clear, full Moon.
Hmm.. wonderful, it is.
I think i will make a move now. I have already been up late and alot to do. Also, i just noticed that when i last cleaned my keyboard yesterday, I have mixed up some of the keys and my comma's and fullstops are haywired. :P
gtg change, Ma3salaam.
Quote of the day:- Its easier to hate than understand.
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