Sunday, December 24, 2006
Pkblogs has gone crazy, it's annoying me. I cant post any comments on my blog, I can only read them because I get them on mail..
I am using Olympus FE-100 which is a 4.0 megapixel AF camera, all my photos on http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamash/ are taken from the same camera.
I am not moving to http://jamash.wordpress.com but I am planning to use it for some time.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Ooh God I am so twisted ……, I need to get out, I need to do something, sitting at home all day and being able to do nothing is killing me bit by bit, like I am being slow poisoned, the shyness and loneliness in mounting, the drugs which were supposed to make my cold go away are making me miserable, my head is aching like hell and I need to get my self up and started…. Damn My life is Crap..
Somebody please push me off a cliff or drop me down from a multi story building, or can anyone just jump start me ? ……. Ooh !!! I sound so pathetic … :( *sob*.
Friday, December 08, 2006
1. A baby rattle for which I don’t know where to find a baby,
2. A USB vacuum cleaner, which just makes a lot of noise and works not a bit
3. A Pack of incense sticks which are making my allergy even worst,
4. A set of bowl mugs which can hold around 800 ml of coffee for me,
5. Four packs of post it notes while I already have 4 new packs,
6. A pack of pencils and I already have new pack
7. Telephone index and yes I already have a large one, a pocket size and an extra digital.
8. A pack of ribbon, this one was actually to play with my cat but the ribbon is giving off paint so I don’t know what to do with it
9. Two 2007 calendars, yeah it not new year yet and I will surely get least about five complimentary calendar before the new year will even start, but yet I had to buy them.
10. A big red wrench and I already have two in my tool box.
11. A strobe light for my car but I hate it and will never really use it (They look so cheep :( ).
12. A litter of ice cream, I wont but my uncle will sure eat this one :)
Yeah I am not yet off the drugs, The antihistamine makes me dizzy, it makes my life miserable, I cant even think straight…. I hope this explains the crazy shopping list above.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
I was listening to FM103, I almost never listen to this radio channel but there was no power and my other was not doing very good with batteries FM 89 was not available to me and 91 had Captain Safeguard on it so I switched to anything with clear reception.
After a song or two a caller called in this radio channel and said "our nazims have been saying that everything is in control, ask them to step out of their house, Our houses are flooded with rain water, there is no electricity and the roads are looking like rivers, tell these nazims to stop fooling us"
Then after a while when the electricity was resumed, a caller on a local channel reported that the roof of nazimabad Underpass has collapsed I am not sure if that is true but yes the rains have proven that we do need a water sewage system and we need to learn to make stronger roads..
And I have taken a few snaps of the road near my house, I have sent some to a news paper and will check if they get printed tomorrow if not will upload them too with the rest I will upload on Flickr :)
When ever I say the word Flickr It brings a smile on my face :) ..
Ooh.. I did not tell ya how I lost and found my camera… well it was with me in a small handbag and I was in a party, it was more like a small gettogather and I left my hand bag on a couch, where a lady who is known for steeling things and is a distant relative of ours (well she is not actually related ) was sitting any how she had almost slipped in in her purse when someone noticed and rescued it.. I was home by that time and was really depressed and sad :( .. Which is when I went online and started talking to "I" and "S" , "I" gave me a lot of courage, even made me laugh , I felt really good while on another messenger window "S" also helped me out and made me realize that material items don’t really matter and then "S" did what I never thought any one would do for me :) .. Yeah She gave me a Flickr Pro .. And after that I forgot all the pain and I was happy that I have such good friends... this is when the power went out, as it was also raining and some time later I came to know that my camera (and my Mp3 player , yeah that was also in the same bag) is safe :) ..
The whole episode was a lesson, I have to be a bit more materialistic or I will continue providing almost free services to my clients, I also learned that I should make money where I can, and I also realized that unlike old days I now have friends who really care for me :) and I also learn that materialistic items don’t have much powers to make me happy but friends who really care for do :) ..
Thank you "S" :) for the most wonderful gift ever and thank you "I" for all the moral support
Friday, November 24, 2006
I was cleaning my room today, and I found some of the newspaper clippings I had collected some time ago when I was thinking of joining an NGO, It was end 2004 and beginning of 2005.
Warning !! The news Chippings are highly depressing :
Dec 23, 2004, Daily Times Pakistan, Article by Shahzad Raza:
Clerics involved in 1% Child abuses, Statistics revealed that 1218 children were sexually abused during Jan 2004 To Sept 2004.
Majority of cases went unreported,
93 girls and 59 boys sexually abused were up to the age of 10.
434 cases of sexual abuse occurred at acquaintances' places and 179 at the victim's home.
24 Dec. 2004 - Dawn -
Gujranwala: Rapists Kill victim on way to court:
A 22 year old College girl who was gang raped lost her life.
2nd Dec - 2004 - Dawn -
Mithi : Minor Girl Assaulted
According to FIR: 10 year old 'S' daughter of 'R' was grazing goats when a man form a nearby village assaulted her. Her younger brother ran to his house and informed their relatives. The victim was later found un conscious with blood stains on her cloths.
The doctor who examined the victim told that the was not raped but an attempt was made.
22 Sept 2005 - Dawn -
A girl 'S' was reportedly rapped by the husband of the school owner, the school to which she had gone to study, in illahabad village.
Human rights Commision's Appeal : 17 May 2004 .
Date of incident 6 April 2004,
Place of incident : Shans-Ul Haq's Dairy farm, Rahwali, Punjab,
Victim : Two and a half Year old daughter of Mr. Munir Masih
The case was reported on the day of crime at the cant Police station, Gujranwala, Punjab.
20 Dec 2004 - Pak tribune
4.5 % Children daily sexually abused in Pakistan,
13 Jan 2005 - DAWN -
Karachi : a 9 year old was raped and killed by three men in shanty town, Orangi, Karachi.
Police arrested 2 of the criminals while one managed to escape
The girl had gone to a tandoor to buy Bread (Nan), when she did not return home her father went to the tandoor where he found the cloth she had taken with her, .. Her father when removed a pile of burning wood discovered a partially charred body of the 9 year old.
31 Oct 2004 - Dawn -
Toba Tek Singh : Six year old girl raped.
25 Dec 2004 - DAWN
Muzaffarabad : a 17 year old gang rape victim, sets her self ablaze and dies .
14 November 2004 - Karachi - 1 Shawwal
Two sisters were home alone while their family members were gone for Eid shopping on Chand Raat..
Shazia 22 and Irum 30, were raped and strangulated in their house by the robbers.
am crying right now, and I have cried every single time I have read these clippings.
I Begged an Islamabad based NGO to send me public awareness posters in soft copy so that I could help elevate awareness level among parents for prevention of Child sexual abuse..
They never responded back .
There are hundreds of NGOs working for women's right here. . None are willing to provide physiological support to rape victims, so that they can deal with the rape aftermath
The corrupt Mullahs, NGOs and politicians, MAY all burn in hell for eternity, for their sins…
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
I want to have an experience with film making but I don’t know how and what to say to saqib.. I cant just pop up in his mail and tell him that I don’t know a thing about film making and I want to help you,,, yeah that would be silly.. Will figure out a way to talk to him
I had been enjoying the Egg Plant and yogurt sauce my mom makes with rice for three days and it all finished now … I want more of it will beg tomorrow :P
Ok what else is new ? ! ? ! ? !
Same old me, nothing much that has changed… I wanted to go to this art exhibition but thanks to the Diversions, Traffic jams and VVIP movements I changed all my plans :( .. Not going to Mohata palace, Arts council, or Chokhundi .. EEERRRRrrrr I am bored to Death and I want to go out. .. Yeah I know some one offered to let me in at Expo to see all the weapons but I don’t want to feel even more depressed :(.. Not interested in watching bullets and guns.. Yeah if you want to show me pigeons you are most welcome :) …
Ooh !! Pigeons Always remind me of Jamil Naqsh ….
AAAhhhh YESSS !! I cleaned My Office :) .. It’s now a casual Office :) with no dust, plenty of space to sit and chat, I even fixed speakers in my Office PC :D .. I am so Happy.
It's 2 am, I am hungry, yeah I Magic corn would have been an option available I would have gone for it but I have Hobnob's carrot cake and brownies :) .. Will have them both a bit with milk in a while
Ooh God this post is as mess as my room, I know I am hopping from topic to topic endlessly and I can do it for another hour till My hours will get all used_up and I will drop dead, to be found in the morning sleeping over my keyboard. So I spare you the boredom .. *Blink* *Blink*
Bye Bye, and I will haunt you again with my Blog, very soon it's a promise
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Our neighbors house just behind hour house is spooky, They are weird people, more weird then myself. They sleep all day they watch Star plus all night. They are just husband and wife, they never clean their house and there house serve as a breading ground for lizards, Lizards which often end up in our loo.
I obviously hate the idea of being confined in a cubical with a frantically running, Once a lizard had fallen on my head, Once it felt in front of my and I , with a reflex action Swashed it with my hand and it went flying across the backyard and landed in front of my auntie, who in return screamed, and the lizard fainted.
So my cat has been after these lizards and in the past 10 days he has managed to take down at least 6 of them, I don’t think there are any left, and thanks to my cat our loo can be used in peace now.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Practicing art and learning while being out of the institution is the toughest job in the world, there are so many aspects, dimensions forms shapes of art that covering every one of them, even only briefly is near to imposable. Yeah Rabia appa Asked me several times to join KSA, I every time I said no, I am a stubborn person and may be stupid too.
Had the best time at Nandos last night . It was something I needed since long, I needed some time to ease my mind, to enjoy and relax, I had been waiting for a blackfish performance since EID but this was far more fun :). But I don’t know why Nandos People wanted to freeze us to death, I was shivering and so was everyone else, was like eating dinner in a refrigerator, I wonder if they are planning to spray snow on us the next time we visit them :P.
I have to work on Tahir Bhi's website, and there is that sports magazine webpage and that group of artists who want me to submit my CV and a few pics. Ooh so much to do. I moved the Iron Cupboard, with the help from the Ac Wala people upstairs, I am all covered in dust and I look like a monster. Have to eat something, will fix a home tuna sub for my self, will gobble it with some ice tea and will take mom to Khala.
Searched all my closets and found nothing in spare last night, will ask my cousins. They usually never cooperate when we need help which is somewhat good for me, makes me more tough and strengthen my faith in my thoughts and views even more.
I am a practical feminist which makes me even more weird then I am. I don’t leave my seat for ladies but do for old people, I don’t believe in "Ladies first". I tell them to standup for them selves and they give me a creepy look. I see in that their eyes, they think I have lost my mind, hehe :D I am a crazy creepy person :P …
Just realized, I wrote more for KMB then I ever did for my self : .. I am obsessed with Karachi.
Saturday, October 28, 2006
I am also reading two books at a time and it is really confusing for me, I am switching between "In the line of fire" and "Honor Killing" Two different topics and also reading herald and Aurora .. Yeah no one can beat that ..
Last night my cat started playing at 3:00 am.. He went up to the cupboard and pounced on me while I was sleeping. Yeah I had no other choice but to throw him a few balls and fight with him till he went up on the fridge to sleep.. Well he slept but I stayed up till another hour and got back to sleep around 5 ..
People are visiting and if they are not we are visiting them, life will be back to normal in a few more days. I Hope.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Eid is over, yesterday me and mom had visited my Khala, and today they all visited us, all my cousins one by one, it was a good, I snapped a lot of pictures, mainly of children, will upload them soon for friends :).
Right now, I am really tired, I think I have cold, I had sent a mail to Mr. Anand Patwardhan, I wanted to write so much but I am so tired that I cant even type well. I will hopefully be back to my usual routine soon.
S called today wanted me to come to come to Aag on Monday but I refused. The first thing I want to do Is to visit Mohata Palace, I am planning this trip for Monday, I hope nothing comes up to ruin my plans… While S and I were talking H came to visit me and he realized that I knew people at Aag and since then he is begging me to get him an internship there. I know he only wants to make quick money and thinks being a director or a script writer is really an easy job. Also he is interested in hitting on girls, I know H he is a big flirt. I cant get him any where on my recommendation but he wont understand he has already called me 3 times in six hours. Dear H you stabbed me so hard that I am still bleeding and you want me to recommend you so ruin my reputation and flirt with girls….. Forget it. But on a second thought , I think I should get him an internship some place where girls can castrate him, really a person who says his Khalla is hot and turn's him on deserve worst then that. I hope you are reading this H.
My cat broke one of mom's vase last night, She was sleeping on her bed in the drawing room ( Please don’t expect me to explain the bed in the drawing room ) when at around 3:00 am, I heard a crash sound, Followed by my mom's voice crying ' Ooh you darn cat, You Broke my vase, I was so beautiful and it's not in the market now" .. I ran to the drawing room and saw my mom sitting up on the bed with both her hands on her head….. The cat was under the sofa by then. About 5 minutes later I was done cleaning the glass, and mom was hugging the cat, telling him not to be scared and she will get a better vase to replace the broken one … :)
If I don’t sleep now, I will probably dose off right now with my head on the key board. I am sleepy, I have cold, and a headach.. Will hopefully post something more sensible when I will get back to my senses…
Friday, October 06, 2006
What the hell… I am not wasting my time for a bunch of fools…. If I am bad or ugly or vicious let me be, I know what I am and I damn care about others… Got to sleep have a Post for KMB cooking in my leetle Brain, Will serve it tomorrow will all the garnishing ;).. And ooh I really wanted to go to this art gallery today but I couldn’t think of driving just before Aftaar so I Sadly skipped an Aftaar invitation :(..so if you are reading this I regret being absent today and I really miss your beautiful cat, will surely visit in a day of two.
*Yawn* yeah I am literally ending almost all of my posts Yawning these days :P ..
My work at www.tahirsfoto.com is almost done .. I don’t think it's too bad for an 8 hours (2 days) work output.. I sure need working on my drawing skills.. "Take out some time you freak!!!", "I will I WILL! Just Give me some TIME…..
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Wearing a Rs.5000 designer Kurta doesn't make people more respectful, but they never seem to learn. When they exit their Mercedes they expect everyone to respect them for that. Their version of success for us is to change to a better residency so their car could be parked with more convenience…. If you come here looking for a parking place please go else where, we are humans not a parking allay.
Hmm that reminded me of another one of the absurdities by the Backstabber friend of mine Mr.H . His uncle and Auntie live in the same house in the above portion, H (he was 17 at that time) walked on them without even knocking while they were having a privet moment, they were kissing and watching him in the room they quickly moved apart. His Uncle totally embarrassed received the envelope he had brought along with him and asked him to knock next time he plans to pay him a visit. The next day H tried to make the same kind of entry but only this time he found the door locked. The worst part is H narrated the whole event to me with great pride to make me feel better after he knew I had discovered about his back stabbings and I have no idea how he expected that to work. One can expect anything from a person who finds his own Khala (Auntie) sexually attractive *YUkhhh*. Yeah there is no end to human stupidity and absurdity and Thank God I got rid of him..
Today a lady at her home got killed for just Rs.100,000. Is Life's worth this amount of money or any amount of money, do we really care for the damn painted paper so much that we would kill a human, a mother, a wife just so we can have a few thousand. Sad, every year to celebrate Eid people go inhuman, do demons really celebrate something like Eid.
Yeah the world is a freak show, they say I am a show off because I drink coffee. I am proud that is why I don’t talk much, I am snobbish for I don’t eat Bun kabab and I am a spoilt brat that’s why I have a huge collection of Books.…
*blink* *blink* I don’t want to waste my energy on killing you so please walk back to the hell where you came from, Thank You!! And please try not coming back.
I Got the payment for the website I designed.. I am rich! I am Rich, Rich RICH rich all Rich.. I will get Da Mushi book for me now to make ma leettle Library BIGG…. But actually I have already paid for it and waiting for it to arrive at the book stall near my place. It saves me from driving all the way to Clifton.
*Yawn* Gota have a nap will get up in an hour :).
Friday, September 29, 2006
My mom needs to see this new Doctor after Ramadan, he has also been recommended by my cousin, the problem is, I personally know him and I don’t feel comfortable popping into his clinic suddenly one day with my mom... It will be like screaming out laud " Hi friend! Look I brought My Mom to be your patient" .. WAAAAaaaa!!! I want to cry like a baby, I want to wear a Big paper bag to the Doc, Or maybe I will get a burqa :( .. Does any one know a book of do and don’ts of the society. I hope I will figure out something till the end of this month.
Well the doctor thing reminded me of something which will make this post huge:
A month ago My mom went for her regular arthritis examination and the doctor recommended her a few new exercises so we went to the physiotherapist's Office situated in the same clinic This physiotherapist is a Mullah, he is a very nice and soft spoken person. The bed which they use for physiotherapy was really dirty ,, he showed a us few excursuses and then asked me to lay down so that he could perform the excursuses on me. "She is the Patient" I said and he replied "she is a lady it doesn’t look nice, You lay down " and I exclaimed softly " Who Me ?! ". And he replied politely " yeah, take off your shoes and lay down " I though * On that dirty thing you call bed, No WAY!! * I Quickly replied in a reflex " Why don’t you lay down !! " Who me!!" he exclaimed , He looked totally confused then after a pause he said "don’t be afraid I am not giving you an injection, you are an educated person, I am not gonna hurt you ". * Ooh it's Not You, It was that filthy BED of yours I was avoiding you ^&%&%* I thought and with a smile I laid down. I drove back as quickly I could from the Clinic and the shower was the first place I stopped when I reached home.
I hate clinics, I hate filthy bedded Clinics.
It's 12:40 already, have to go sleep now need to be up at 3:00 am and have a meeting at 9:30 am .
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Today after the first "Sehare" (Breakfast before the fast) I went online and they shut off the power for about 20 minutes but now the power is back and I hope it ramins this way.
I had composed an SMS for Ramadan greetings and in the haste have coppied and pasted the same to everyone I knew In Orkut. . The same message for every single person I know .. Looks weird. It's better to send nothing instead ..
It's 7: am. Now getting sleepy cause haven't slept the whole night ..
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saw my School (First School) Principal after ages today, remembered her saying " Books Bought from junk have no real value, you should not bring such books to the school " She told me that when I was in class 3 or may be 4, The subjected books was a journey of Prose and poetry comprising of stories like "Oliver Twist" and poems by writers like W.Blake. I knew she was wrong then, but then I couldn’t argue with her about this. Although her school gave me a lot, but it took a lot from me as well.
In class 4th, in my finals, I had fever and could not prepare for the test so I failed in one of the papers. After a test I was promoted to class 5th but I missed out 20 days of my new class, I had about 20 pages of Science homework to complete, the time given by the teacher was 5 days, after 5 day of hard work I submitted the assignment and it was completely cancelled out fro the writing was not too good, this time I was given 7 days to complete 30 pages. After 7 day on submission my work was instantly cancelled out again.. Now I had around 50 pages to write, I was really Bored of writing the same stupid again and again but I still had to .. At the end of the term I had the whole work in photocopy, my own notebook was about five times more filled then the whole of the class and I still needed to write the whole text again.
Because a teacher was just pissed off at me I had to repeat Class fifth. This was the worst time of my life, My old classmates including the niece of the principal were making jokes on me. New classmates were the devil's product, this was the most mischievous class of the school. I fell pray to the most notorious group of that class. During my favorite period of English literature they forced me to write a couple of sentences. To get them off my back and so that I could listen to the lecture of my teacher (She was Doing her PHD ) I wrote it for them on a dairy. They copied out the letters in my hand writing and wrote " Jamal Love XYZ" then they started blackmailing me. They shouted Jamal your XYZ during the class and I to keep their Mouth Shut gave them My Lunch Money..
Some time later there was a science exhibition, the Photographs of this event were on sale, They Bought XYZ's photos on my role number. Later I was caught and at the end of the term was thrown out of the school. I told the Principal everything, she knew my 6 year old record, I had never even raised my voice against any one but she didn't want to believe me.
Three years later I was in Metric in another school when the Brother of this XYZ paid my house a surprise visit, her sister (XYZ) was getting Fan mail and gifts, and he though I was the sender.. My parents investigated the case and it turned out that their apartment's watchmen used to get these gifts for some other person.. I was proven Innocent. The classmates I got in this new school were all cheep, their hobbies included watching through neighbors windows using a telescope to spy on girls, Obviously I couldn't hangout with them so I dumped them or I just stopped seeing them.
In all this chaos in life I lost all my friends, the good ones were left behind in the old school , the new ones were blackmailers or freaks. The ones I found afterwards were back stabbers.
I respect the Principal of my school very much But the fact that my principal never knew who I really was hurts me
also I respect the PHD teacher who is the reason I am who I am, but the fact that she thinks I was a jerk who hurt a girl by taking her Photographs kills me.
Who's fault it was, I don’t know. it's too late for anything
Ok the keyboard is looking like bits of marshmallows spread on a tray, I cant even move properly. I need to go to sleep.
Being an artist makes you too sensitive, It's a complicated feeling, I once cried while looking at a painting in an art gallery that's one of the reasons I always try to visit an exhibition when I can be alone with the art so that I can interact with the artwork.
Artists are freak, they all admit this at one point or another, and so am I. But I am thankful to Allah that I have been blessed with a sense to feel the soul. But am I an artist or just a freak, I don’t have a clue and maybe I never will.
The pink pill is workin, and I am getting dizzy, being dizzy is better then being depressed.
When I say I don’t have anything to blog what I really mean is that I don’t want to blog about something that is on my mind, Like just now I don’t have any thing to blog about.
I am Really tired right now, cant even type correctly .. Have to get some rest.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
I love Children, their innocence speaks of the beauty of Allah, Their smile brings peace, their laughter is music, I often visit the park and watch them play, laugh and enjoy. They touch the soul of the universe. How could anyone take away their innocence. The demons are after them too.
Women are beautiful, delicate because they have more feelings then men, and may be that is the reason the men have tried to dominate them. Men abuse them, they destroy them they shed their blood. Where is the honor in blood shed ? It is like strangling a baby girl to a slow death, the death which starts killing her when she is born and end's her the day this girl becomes a victim of honor killing. If you can not protect them then burn them all at once, lets end the Damn human race, lets end all humanity. But I know you cant do that because Not all is in your hand, you may think you have won the battle but one day, we will be standing right in front of you, while you will be shivering with fear and begging for mercy, but mercy will not come anywhere near you. Because you are not humans but amongst the demon who tried to challenge The Almighty. And For Sure you can't win.
P.S.I have mixed so many things together in just a single post they almost don’t make much sense.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I was browsing through my old computer data which I had backed up on various Cds, I found my very first website which had won a price in the DWAN's Azadi competition in 1999. And guess what !! It's Still there at geocities .. http://www.geocities.com/jamash98/ .
Also I found a few of the poems I had written in school, yeah I Will post them soon.. I also found some email address which I don’t know who they belong to :(, I found 3 year's old PowerPoint presentations made for a project InfoTrain, some Flash source files and ton's of garbage …
I took apart the searing of my car. Washed every bit of it and again assembled it, it's working better:) tomorrow I will open it further to clean the indicator switch and the rest of the controls..
Ohh my!! I am really tired, I cant think straight and I can't type correctly, I wanna go to bed. ZZZZzzzzzzzz……...
Monday, August 28, 2006
With all this evidence in place I am sure it was the dumb pilot who turned this plane to a wreak.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
So it's been a while since I have written any thing here, the reason was the red nose that I had for the past few days. They say it was a cold but I believe that someone had changed my nose with a red one .. But I have my nose back know, yeah the original one .. At least it looks like the same on I had since I was born .. *Looks at my nose in the mirror* Yeah ! The genuine One ..
It's about 1:35 Am I am hungry so I am munching on the Squire Bits of wafer. I am feeling really sleepy because of the Button I swallowed as per my cousin's instructions .. He is a doctor and he always give me tiny little buttons to swallow and in return I not only fix his daughter's Computer but I also give her Cds which she feeds her computer.. .. That's called tit for tat … you make me swallow buttons n I will make your computer swallow Cdz ..
I have completely lost it .. I feel like typing A-Z while singing all the alphabets out loud "abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz" but it's 1:44 now and my mom will Literally kill me, and if she wont my neighbors, sure will…
So another day ends, Tomorrow I will wakeup, will take a cold shower, will upload something new and will take a few snaps will even sketch a few silly figures will get my car fixed and in the end will again be sitting on this very computer checking my mails or maybe writhing something a bit more interesting ..
*Yawn* ( I am actually yawning)
Roses are edible, will try em tomorrow .
Friday, August 18, 2006
Friday, August 11, 2006
"sounds more like newly wed wife..... Crisp, fresh and wet."
I wish You were a post My cat could scratch on, or Better make it, Your Tush, My cat Could Scratch on …
* Now I feel better * :)
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Fruit Seller asked me to give him a chance on TV
Vegetable seller asked me to teach him to run computers
Principle of a college (and also a Government Servant) asked me to write an application for him.
The same Principle ended his another application to a company writing: "Yours Brotherly Mr.XYZ"* Yours Brotherly !.. God Damn It..* 'n' he gets a Brand new GreenNumberPlate Car for that ! …….
A KDA Employee with a Masters in Commerce requested me to teach him, to search on Google.
Our Gardner asked me to get him a VISA for USA.
My friends mom Asked when I told her the hard disk of the Computer used by her three 12, 13 and 18 year olds broke down: "who’s fault is it ? "
My Friend's mom Enquiring about the girl my mom was sending Zakat to Via My friends mom to Lahore:
Friend's Mom: "What is your relationship with her "
Mom : " I known her for 10 years "
Friend's Mom: " but she must be related to you in some way "
Mom: "No, I just know her "
Friend's Mom: " so you have a humanitarian relation ship "
Someone: "What Fine Arts has to do with web designing business, It's a complete waste of time, you should concentrate on your business only, don’t get your self divided."
Me Thinkin: *Look at your own son, he has taken up Stalking&DateingGirls as an Extra co Curricular Activity*
She Referred mom a Homeopathic doctor, Dr. Abc, after a visit to this Dr. Abc my mom told her that this doc is a quack and he does not even listens to his patients and he just looks at them and give them some sweet tablets. Here is what how she defended the bloody Quack:
" No, actually he is a very caring person so one day he begged God to bless him so that he could easily cure people, the next morning he found out that there was a Camera Fixed to his eye through which he could see inside his patents, and could tell what's wrong with them." * A Camera with X-Ray vision ! …., who ever told her this story must have read a lot of comics … *
Mom: I have a fever
She: how did you get a fever ?
Mom: I had a cold.
She: how did you get a cold?
Mom: I ate ice cream.
She: why did you ate Ice cream.
Mom: because I wanted to.
She had talked about N several times, I had also told mom a lot about N, also mom had a phone conversation with N too .. so when mom met N for the first time mom said
"Aap say Ghaibana Mulaqaat tow hoo chuke thee, aaj aap say mill ker bohat khushee huee"
Several days later N said to mom on the phone " Aap say woh ghaibana tow hua tha, aaj aap nay phone kiya to bohat acha laga "
On another occasion
She: "Computers are useless ."
Someone: "Blogging is a waste of time, Chatting is better."
My X-business partner: "Paintings are about Nudity, there is nothing more in them. "
My friends mom and She = H's Mom
Someone and my friend's father = H's Father
N = My friend's auntie
My Friend H = now My X- FRIEND
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Sometimes I envy the babies who can cry all they want and make there heart light..
Am I heartbroken, sad, angry or depressed, or is it just rain? what ever, I hate it.
I am hungry, I don’t wanna have cake, it's 2:15 am so I surely don’t want coffee. Ill just have a milk of glass, yeah " A Milk of Glass " that's how twisted my life is.
I have nothing to write, I need a punching bag which I can hit with an alloy baseball bat, or if I could just get a bat which I could let into my neighbors house while they are asleep and later watch them chase the bat with a bat….... Ooh God I have lost it.
"Jfkjhdskjfhk fhlkjdshfjhf" well this makes more sense to me then any of the above.
Ooh! what a waste of time.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
I couldn't sleep the whole night yesterday, My cat kept jumping over the tables, threatening to break the vases on the table 'n' making me pounce each time something fell off the table. Thanks to the empty bottles placed strategically around all the fragile, there was no real loss. Today I will make him chase the ball so that he sleeps well all night.
I was on my bicycle and this man was standing right in the middle of a main (Two way) road tying his shoes, so to avoid being hit by the on coming traffic I decided to use the road behind him. As I approached him and at the exact moment when I was about to pass from beside him, he stood up. I quickly turned away from him but he was so determined to be hit by me that he even took a backward step towards me, still I managed miss him barely touching the fruit he was holding in a plastic bag. Yeah ! he still shouted on me and called me names :(.
I have designed and uploaded www.tahirsphoto.com today all within 4 hours, and I don’t like FAAA as the name of a future art college so I need a new name to suggest, n a good one.
*Phew* I still have so much to do, My room is a mess again, with Cdz, batteries, fries, pens, wrench, screw drivers, a can of WD40, riveter, news paper, tictacs and God knows what else on my bed alone. Now you must be wondering where I sleep, so there is an other bed in my studio which I am using at night to sleep on.
Yeah, laziness and randomness continues, its all an after effect of exams or maybe a part of my life. What ever, I like it.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
I am a blogger not a writer.
Exams have been long over, but they are still in my system, they have eaten up my creativity and have turned me into a lazy block head.
Today I have revealed a secrets on KMB, and if my ( Extended ) family members have read that they might be on their way with guns and roses, guns to kill me and roses for the later, but I really don’t care…. Ooh if I have managed to Confuse you, read my Comments at KMB on my own post …
KMB has been a good experience, I enjoy it when there is a difference of opinion it helps me learn more.
Umer Shreef is so cheesy that he can make a perfect mouse trap :), I can't say the same about Blackfish.. Yeah I may be wrong again ;)….. Aah I have to go fetch the Tickets tomorrow, I can't miss their performance for anything, I hope I don't.
Life really gets boring when you literally run out of friends or your friends run out on you, in my case the second one fits better, One of my friends is busy dominating the world :P, another one left his notsoperfect job to start photography (which he is really good at) , one has left for Lahore, one is in Dubai, One is going to London and the rest don’t read this blog of mine so I will not write about them.. It not good to talk behind people's back.
A "car wala babu" almost Squashed my leetle FX today with his new shining Civic, he was driving in the middle of a narrow two way road, heading towards me with a full beam, I had to run on the dirt road to save him, and he even called me names :( .. Maybe I should have let him scratch his Itch on my FX , I am sure he would not have been able to catch me because he did not had much space to turn back and run after me .. :P. But then again I am more human then he was..
I love all the randomness, and I have not much too say, so I guess it is pointless to bore you to death … so I'll write when something will come up.
* Yawn *
Friday, June 30, 2006
Yeah I know this is the most boring blog of the world !!! ...... I am boring :( !
My cat wanna play with me 'n' I NEED Coffee and I get a glass of milkshake to drink :( !
Someone Please Plug Me In, I need to be recharged !!
* Yawn * I know I don’t make any sense ! have to get some sleep !
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
People avoid Coeducation. Why? They think their kids will get spoiled .. The fact is in Coeducation boys and girls are trained to handle and respect each other but do we see that ? NO.
Is is Taboo to talk about love, rape, Sexual crimes, and about the Opposite sex in most of our families and if kids do talk, parents not only scold them but they forbid them to talk about such things at all saying " Bacha Bighaar raha hai " Does it help ? NO
Movies, dramas Show Glamour, the joys of love. To a person who is not even allowed to talk about the opposite sex openly in his house can he actually know what love is ? ,, He will think it's only about fooling about with each other?
Boys and girls are not allowed to see their friends belonging to opposite sex ? Do they Stop ? No! They feel more thrill in it and they don’t give their parents a chance to guide them what is wrong or right, and even if they will what will be the result .. We all know the answer for that ..
If a sexual crime is commuted with a girl we all say " Larki Kharaab hoo gaee " , It's all her fault and Now get her married as soon as possible ?. And we have good reasons not to file legal charges against the criminal. Sadly even I will not recommend it.
If a child sexual abuse takes place the blame goes to the kid, he/she is beaten up and is made to feel ashamed about it.
Today boys are physically and mentally abusing their girlfriends because they know their Girlfriend will not say a word to anyone, she will be too ashamed to tell her story.
That is why they are taking advantage of girls, teasing them, Haunting them, stalking them and abusing them.
There is a need to provide securities to women,
There is a need to educate people, tell them what is right what is wrong,
There is a need for a strong and foolproof legal structure against horrifying crimes like Rape, Child sexual abuse, manhandling of women, Honor killing, Forced marriages and other such crimes.
These crimes are very serious offences in Islam as well. I wonder why no one talks about these things openly?
Sunday, June 11, 2006
My heart is heavy, I want to visit you my Sea, I want walk by you alone, so we can talk for solitary hours. Ill shed these tears on your shoulder because at home, the grass I dwell on, can't take the salt of my tears, I know it will wither to brown, and I love the green of the grass.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Yesterday my car gave up on me, it turned out that we had installed in some fake Japanese plugs.
I have been home, and days have become long, there was just one exhibition a few days back at V.M Art gallery and that's it.
Sometimes I think that may be if I would have had a sibling or a close friend or a cousin to talk to, things would have been better.. But then I would not have been able to value relations, humans or friendships. Maybe then I would have been just another guy, I wouldn't have been Me then.
I have cleaned all the mess in my room today, It's clean but it looks a little empty. For no reason I have stored away my woodstalk and Peanuts characters in a small box marked "The Cute box: Contains oll ma Lowly stuff ", I have rearranged all my books and it turned out that I need to fix a few extra shelves to accommodated them all decently, I also learned that I will need a display for my collectable items (Coins, Currency , about 500 Stamps, worldWar II newspapers, platters and junk) and also I realized that I have a Big box full of items bought from the flee market and I don’t have a clue what to do with it.
Ooh! What a mess my life is, although I am the one who has collected most of it but, what ever.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
These Questions and many more of them are haunting me since ever, they are ringing in my mind, Floating there and crashing to the walls of my brain trying to make there way into the outside world.
Who will answer them ? And when ?
Monday, May 29, 2006
Friday, May 26, 2006
Me: "What ? You are selling Promotional Items !?"
Lady at the counter: " yes ! "Me: " And how much for the Mug ? "
Lady at the Counter: " Rs. 200 "
*As I started walking away from the Stall empty handed *
Lady at the counter " Won't you buy anything ?"
Me: " I am not paying for your Advertisement "
* Sigh *
Media Educates a Society, It has a responsibility to teach people Civic sense, But for that Media it's self has to be educated. And Art can't exist without knowledge, but there is no art it is all cheep commercialism.
Super : Does this add say anything about the taste/quality of the Biscuit, It is plainly a reminder of the TVC.
Hum Tv: Matchis add just shows the host (ZQ) and" Apnay Andaz Say" just shows the host, The drama adds also don’t tell anything about the nature of drama just the Cast and the writer. .. Do they really expect to increase viewer ship Through that ?
Pakola: Apple Sidra can just be another Apple Juice, again the Add fails to say much about the Drink. The Dil Bola Pakola add is simple but still need some explanation, the " Hara Hara pakola Ice-cream soda " version was far better.
Djuice : the whole campaign is good, Thumbs are involved in SMS eyes are involved in MMS But among all those eyes what's that Cat eye doing ? ( See Bottom left )
Borjan: And finally the Dumbest of all takes the cake ( Or a shoe in this case ).. They are selling footwear but is the image or the tagline In any way connected ?
Read a related article By Muzaffar Manghi (JWT. Lahore) In May - June 2006 Issue of aURORA ( Pg 30 )
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Thursday, May 04, 2006
I don’t want friends who want me to do their homework or need me to do the task they can't do their selves, I don’t want to answer any phone calls.
When ever the door bell rings I say to my self
"Phir koi aaya dil-e-Zaar! naheen koi naheen ,
Rah_roo ho ga, kaheen aur chala jaeey ga ,
Dhaal chuki raat, Bikharnay_laga taroon ka ghubaar,
Lar-Kharaney lagay aywanoonn may Khoabeda Chiraagh,
Soo gai rasta tak tak keh her-aik rah guzaar,
Ajnabee Khaak nay Dhundla_deyah Qadmoon kay Suragh,
Gull karoo Shmain, bard_hadoo maai-o-meena-o-ayaagh,
Apnay bay Khwaab Kiwardoon ko Muqafaal kar loo,
Aab yahan koi naheen, Koi naheen aaye ga."
I don’t want too see anyone I know, I don’t want to do anything, I don’t want to go any where, I want to sit in a complete solitude, so I can talk to my self.
I badly need a long solitary walk on the beach.
Friday, April 28, 2006
In these 2 days
I have been an electrician, A computer wiz (Fixed my uncle's PC), A web designer (have just finished uploading my clients site), A plumber ( Fixed a tap and sealed a year old bullet hole in our water pipe which was used to transfer water to the over head tank), a photographer, a car electrician ( Fixed a new cassette player to our car) , A chief ( I Cooked Chinese) and a junk dealer (A bought an old cattle from another Junk dealer for Rs.10 /=) .
Yeah I know you must be wondering " A BULLET Hole ! " .. I think I will explain it in my next post :) .
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
" New year Night Tonight and I don’t have anything decent to wear! from the bounds of this hut I have to go to the dance party as usual, But today I must look different, I must smell Good, I must look Elite. Lets go shopping! But I have only 12 Ruppies in my pocket. "
An hour later at a shop:
I: "Show me those trousers and that blue shirt"
Him: " Jee Sahab"
I: "and give me that matching Coat as well"
Thought: " Looks good "
I: " Ok! lets pack it"
Him: " Acha Jee "
At another Shop :
I: " Show me these boots"
Thought: "will be perfect " .
I: " Ok please pack them "
Back at home: (Thoughts)
" Hmm,, lets iron these , No one will miss me at home tonight, they don’t care, Thank God the dance flour will be all bright and shiny today, *Sigh*
A few hours later at the dance flour:
She: "Mister Ahmed ! You look fabulous today! New Suit for the new year ? "
I: " Yes, Thanks for the compliments"
She: " Shall we dance ? "
I: "Sure "
3 AM in the morning : (Thoughts)
" Hmm .. Will I keep fooling my self with this shallow happiness, and others with old clothes and this cheap sample perfume " *SIGH* " Allah! Please help me"
15 Years later Sunday:
I: " Give me a cup of tea and then we will leave for the zoo "
Wife: " Hey you just had 2 cups, we are getting late"
I: " Just a single cup, then we will leave"
Wife: " Ok just a single Cup "
Son: " Papa we are getting late "
Elder daughter: " yeah papa, lets go "
I: " Ok lets go, leave the tea, Now everyone! Get in the car ! "
While driving to the zoo : (Thought)
" Thank you Allah "
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
I have photographed the crazy strings in a combination of 3 colors but due to low light I was unable to get a decent picture of the cut open cans, may be tomorrow I will, But for tomorrow I don’t have any more of these crazy strings !
SEND 12 SCRAPS IF U LOVE ME.
SEND 10 SCRAPS IF U MISS ME.
SEND 8 SCRAPS IF UR MY TRUE FRIEND.
SEND 6 SCRAPS IF U TRUST ME.
SEND 4 SCRAPS IF U JUST LIKE ME.
SEND 2 SCRAPS IF U WANT ME 2B YUR FRIEND.
SEND 0 SCRAPS IF U "HATE ME"....
NOW I M WAITINg 4 YoUR REPLY ....
I cant believe people want me to flood their Scrap Book !
Monday, April 10, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
As soon as I saw this I stood up quickly and shouted on top of my voice " Mom! Get up!! The Cat's Got a lizard in his Mouth…." and almost suddenly she flung away the blanket and got off the bed, By this time the cat had already jumped on the carpet was headed towards the kitchen, so we followed him quickly and blocked his way. I got hold of a small cane and mom held a Broom ( Gharoo). Realizing that he had no chance to enter the Kitchen he raced upstairs to my little "study cum studio" Room and we chased after him. Upon reaching the Study/studio Room we found out that the cat had lost the Grip on the lizard and the half dead thing crawled under my Corner Drawers set. while the cat was Struggling to Grip his pry back, I tilted the Drawers and settled it down side ways, Now I was in side this tiny Room, my Mom just standing Outside the door beside which is this drawer, As soon as I Exposed the underside of the Drawer My cat once again got hold of his pry. Only this time for some strange reason he headed towards me with an almost dead Lizard in his Mouth. I hate Lizards specially when they are half dead and stuck in a cat's Jaw .. So I had no place to run now, seeing my cat approaching me I climbed up on the side table. And said " Shooo !! Shooo.. Get away from me, That’s not my food, eat it or Drop it " .. At that point I think he totally Understood me and agreed to cooperate By racing away and down stares. Where we quickly followed him and let him out in the garden. In the Middle of the Grass he once again let go of his almost dead pry and I quickly covered with a broom ( Gharoo ).. Mom Gripped the cat while I killed the already half dead Lizard and Tossed in the garbage can Out side ( yeah there are no Garbage cans outside, in Karachi and yeah! I Just tossed it Outside and I know it did not land on anyone's head, It just went to our Mini green area right out side).. But the drama does not end here, we Brought the car in and after having a 4am Snack got ready to go to bed again. As I was about to Climb my bed I felt something wet and soft between my feet and the mat, mom turned on the Light and there it was .. I had Squashed a Lizard EGG and the other one was also just there :( .. I washed my feet .. Left the mat out so that it could be washed later, and after an other 4:30 am Quick Snack of a Mars Bar . We finally went to sleep at 5:00 am ..
In the morning at about 9:00 after breakfast we started investigating how the lizard got in our house Only to find that the Screening net of one of the windows to the garden side was damaged.
This Lizard was the one in our garden who used to live by the parrots. So The Lizard is gone, The breach in the Screening is filled and the security is foolproof again .. No Lizards in the house and one outside will remain there for good all thanks to one Brave Cat.. :)
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Someone I knew really came close to me, he was taking admission in NED University to be an architect and as he knew nothing about Art he Started talking help from me, he visited me on daily basis, and I did most of his visual art Assignments, actually all of his visual Arts assignments, His sketching is Horrible, he cant even draw a butterfly, he does not know the difference between 2 dimensional and 3 dimensional. .. So I was helping him out giving him a couple of hours or more daily, But when my father got hurt and most of my time got consumed in helping him out and looking after some of the household work, I had very little time to spent with him, and he instead of helping me out insisted that I write for him, or Complete his home work. And when I told him that I did not get time to have my lunch the whole day and it's already time for my Dinner he argued that that a 4 minute speech will take hardly any time I could squeeze out at least some time for his homework.. The other day he asked me to join him to get some Cartage papers from the art shop, I also had to get my father's medicine so I went out with him, he first went to his apartment and went to the watchman and asked him if he had a Change for a thousand Ruppie when he refused he asked him to again lend him 50 Ruppies (he had taken Rs.50 from the watchman about a month back and had just paid him back). He told him that he will return it when he will be back from the shopping. With this 50 Ruppie note stuffed in his pocket took the driving seat of his car and I accompanied him, we went to this art shop and bought papers and I went to the medical store nearby and bought the medicine I needed, then as usual he asked me if I wanted to have something to eat, well I was feeling a bit hungry so instead of my usual " No " I replied with a "yes lets go to subway" which was very near to this art shop.. I felt that he was a bit surprised at my answer I asked him if it's a problem for him we can skip it or share as I had about 100 left with me after buying the medicine. But he said " No , It’s ok " and I was comfortable with it as I knew he had that Thousand with him .. So we entered the subway where he settled down, he picked up the menu and gave it a good look then he asked how much I had .. I told him I had 100, then he made a phone call to one of his friends and called them at subway, with his replies I noticed that they refused him so he suddenly stood up and asked me follow him, as I came out, he told me that he had no money, which came as a surprise to me ..now I knew he had just paid the watchman 50 Ruppies which he had taken from the poor man a few months back and took them back with such devilish skills .. Wow he was good at it ;)
Any how the next day he again knocked my door and asked me if I had written his 4 minutes Speech, and when I told him I did not get time he was really mad at me.
He said " Now what do u think I will do ? I have to make this speech at the University tomorrow"
I replied " I never took the responsibility of writing any thing for you, I have been telling you how I am hardly getting any time to do my own work "
he said " So you could not even spare 4 minutes for me"
I said "It's not just 4 minutes, and cant you even do your Own home work "
he said " OK, at least give me an advice on the Sofas I Sketched"
When he spread the sheet he had drawn on, it looked as miserable as it could and I told him so. So he replied " would you Sketch this for me because I have to submit it tomorrow"
I replied back " Hey! Don’t you get it, I don’t have time to eat or do my own work and you are asking me to do a 3 hour Job for you ? If I had time I would have been spending it to do my work !!! "
" Ok, Then I will do it " he relied with a bad mood and left.
It had been 3 days now and there is no sign of him, and I am not also calling, Cuz I need friends not masters to slave me, But why does this always happen to me ?
Saturday, March 25, 2006
My Khala lost her young Daughter, My other cousins lost both their parents in a time span of 10 years, This Girl lost her love, People Die and they leave a gap behind, and we assume it will never be filled but every thing is working in complete harmony, The rhythm of life never stops, It goes one, and the gap is not actually a gap, it's just a part of this rhythm and so are we.
Friday, March 10, 2006
I hate friends who are selfish, and there is no other Kind out there or around me that I know of.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
1. The Stupid Sweeper of the #2 Hospital ( he was deaf )
2. The slim and flirt nurse who was hitting on me
3. The fat and flirt nurse who called me Chunda.
4. The X-ray technician who was trying to pass him self as "The ward boy" to jab the pain Keller injection.
5. The crazy canteen person who prepared the worst tea on earth, and served Chewy fried bread in the breakfast .
6. The Broken fan speed regulator
7. The busted lift of the hospital # 1
8. The hospital # 2 pharmacy ( It looked like a messy store room )
· My cousin Dr.Moin for arraigning a good surgeon
· Again My Cousin Dr.Moin for being the Anesthetist for my father :)
· Dr. Akhtar Khan Raja For successfully and skillfully performing the Operation on my father.
· To the surgeon(Dr. Akhtar Khan Raja) for his convincing and pleasing attitude
· My Cousin Ali Bhi For being there for us the whole time without taking a nap for 48 hours.
· Zafar Bhi for getting the Room ready at home for my father to be shifted in
· Fari Baji and Raeesa Baji for the delicious food :)
· Abdul Jabaar uncle and Farida auntie for there Great help and support :)
· My Khala for being there and praying.
· also all My cousins our Neighbors and friends
· The Taxi Driver who Brought my father home
· And everyone else for praying, visiting and calling.
Thank You All for your support :)
Motorcyclists in Karachi have become very threatening, They injure, and in some cases kill people, They Rob people off their cash and mobile, they show off dangerously overtaking and squeezing their way through small spaces between speeding cars and huge busses. They carry a their children and wife and sometimes they over load the small bike with more then 5 children and a lady all dangling from and holding on dangerously to the rider and the bike.
Why does the authorities allow this circus to continue it’s threatening and dangerous show on the roads of Karachi? I hope the Motorcyclists realize their responsibility and also I home that the authorities take strict actions against those who break the law… Yeah! I know I am hoping for a miracle, But all I can do is hope and pray.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Today I know the thing I hoped for is not that simple, people are never what they seem, No one can be trusted, Friends need money and good people don’t exist. After being Burnt, Stabbed, Kicked, Robbed and humiliated in all the ways possible I realize that there will never be that some one who I could call my sibling.
But sometimes I still hope ...
Monday, February 13, 2006
As we started stuffing our selves with the Kabab, Samosa, haleem, Coke and many other edibles My uncle asked the Father of the bride what he was planning to give to his daughter on her weeding in response the father of the bride humbly told my uncle that he will give his daughter everything he could afford, On this my uncles response was both shocking and disgrace full, my uncle said " won't you give your daughter a new car ?" The father of the bride was a gentle man he replied in a very soft tone that he could not afford it.
This conversation made me feel like I was stuck in the most awkward position, the Embracement I faced that day was worst then any punishment I ever had faced in school,
but the brute does not end here The Girl was brought in front of us she was a nice person she served my Uncle tea and went to the other room where all the ladies were after some time we left their house On our way back these were the comments passed about the girl by some of the people who were with us
1. Her completion is too dark
2. She is a little short
3. Her teeth look Odd
4. They are very poor so they must not have taught her good manners. ( because there was a bit of tea in one saucer )
5. She will not be suit a well educated Doctor because her looks are not that good
6. Her cloths were too ordinary
7. She was Flat ( yes that is exactly what they said )
That is all I could remember.
These people were told " We are not Interested " the next time they called my auntie
For my and my mom protest I told mom that I will not accompany her if she will decide to go on any other such trip and my mom told her sister that she will not accompany her on a bride hunt ever again.
This event forced my mom to write an article which got printed in a local magazine, On the other hand it made me realize what it is like for a girl to be rejected. Since then I discussed many such Problems with my mother I often used to ask her questions like " Why widows cant get married or earn a living for them selves." . "Why working women are looked upon as bad women" Ect, also a year (or so) a teacher of mine told us how we always rifer to humans by the word He or MEN or Man kind in English literature , since then I started to write human beings instead of " men kind " and was once scolded by my English teacher I remember he once told me " I do not need philosophy from you, I want plain English !" .
Today Time has given my views a new Dimension and I ask people what they mean when they say the word bad women, I ask why we always judge a women's character the moment we see her, even if she is not related to us we still say " She looks like a Bad women ( Do number lagti hai )", Allah has blessed me with a vision and I am thankful of him for that, I try to argue and make people realize where they are wrong and I try to correct my own self when I feel that I have my self made a mistake.
I am not a writer I cant even read correctly but feel things most people don’t, I see things most people don’t may be it is because I had spent a lot of time alone, almost the whole of my childhood. And I am thankful To Allah for this blessing.
P.S. I wrote the whole topic in a haste so it might have some errors please ignore them or you may also point them out to me (will make my work more easy) ;).
Sunday, January 29, 2006
I hate people, I hate all those norms and I hate all those customs which make me feel bad and guilty, which make me do wrong which prevent me from doing right.
With Sorrow I have not expressed to any one and an urge to rip apart this cruel system I condemn and appose those who are the followers of the followings Norms
· Only a man and his family members can approach a girls' s family for marriage.
· The man to be married is granted his wish of the amount of money or Business or what ever he wishes for.
· If a girl's family approaches an boy's family it is thought that The Girl must have some fault in her " Larki main Koiee Aab hoo ga "
· Smoking is Taboo for females
· Virginity is only must for females
· If she talks a lot she has no shame
· If she is too sweet spoken she is sweet knife ( Meethee Churee )
· After marriage her parents have no or very little right on her.
· After marriage the daughter of the house is given off to her groom and she is told that "now your dead body will leave your husband's house".
· she is doomed to work as a slave in her husband's house and cant turn professional until her husband is as dead as a door nail.
· Lady is a sandal of foot if she does not fit change it ( Eeerr !! Aren’t you calling your mom a sandal? )
· Lady is an indoor Plant . ( I heard that one On GEO a few days back )
· If a lady is raped it's her fault. If a girl child is raped it's still her fault
· If a female is raped her honor is lost. ( hay how about the criminals Honor ? )
I guess the list is way too bog to finish in one go .. And it is extremely sad that all these elements are a part of our society.
P.S: Ooh God! I feel so good letting all my rage flow through Words!
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Thank you China !
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Ohh God ! I so wanted to rush him to a maternity home.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Pakistan is fortunate to have people like Ameena Saiyid who are working not only to promote a positive view of Pakistan but also to prevent and promote it's Cultural values and heritage through books which are being read world wide. Ameena Saiyid from the platform of OUP has launched several wonderful books like Laila Shezada, We have learned nothing from history, Work of Faiz Ahmed Faiz, The Art Of Mussulmans in Spain (by Shahid Suhrawardy),beloved city (Writings on Lahore Edited By Bapsi Sidhwa) and so many more. I am sure our next generation will be even more grateful for the great work she is doing for Pakistan.
Thank You !
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
May Allah bless her soul.
Monday, January 02, 2006
I am a Guy my self but DAMN! Guys are crazy !!