A very hot and long noon of 30th March. I am thinking on a very serious matter and I am very confused. And in this confusing state I've already drunk 2 cup of teas after having my breakfast and lunch and 2 bananas alongwith 2 cigarettes. Actually this happens to me very often that whenever I feel my self in any kindda trouble I feels hunger more than normal.
Anyway, the matter infact the question which raised in my mind is that "which is the better of two?" Summer or Winter?
Well, I remember perfectly that I was thinking about....... *damn it* wait.......
(after 22 seconds) Hie again, actually when I was typing that, I heard that some of more than 10 crows were "kying kying" at once. I went to find out what happened. And all I found was a single crow sitting between two pigeons on a roof of a building ahead of mine. :( Ullo ka patha tha woh kawwa.
Anyway, lets get back to where I left
Well, I remember perfectly that I was thinking about the hot noons of summer and loving them, its when I was sitting like a lil duck in my room who was feeling the cold season like the hell. And today I am thinking seriously that alas when will January come again? :( Oh Lord help me!
Anyway, according to the title of this post I guess I really should write something about my birthday. So I was born on 2nd October and my last birthday brought me some very beautiful gifts all around the map. Some wishes from Philippines, a cool card and a stuffed teddy from Lahore with lots of LOST LOVE :), a cool wrist watch, an expensive beautiful ball point pen, my favorite body spray hmmmm and a lovely single rose. So these were the gifts I got on my birthday hmmm I forgot to mention about the call which I had receive on my birthday with a news that my birthday present is ready but I will get it on meeting. So after almost 5 and a half months I met that caller yesterday evening and I got another beautiful wrist watch yesterday as my belated birthday present, hehe :). Man I will always remember that how my friends celebrates the tragic day of my life that much beautifully and celebrations continued till 5 months. May ALLAH helps all of them and may they start saving their love and money for some useful being!
Anyway, I am wrapping up the today's stuff coz still I have many important matters to solve and many things to eat.
Adios World.
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Something to think
Well now days my beloved city Karachi is under great influence of elections for the seats of Nazim. According to my point of view we Pakistanis never could be able to comeover our mediocre conditions. Our poor citizens, our poor civilization, our financial crises, unavailability of jobs etc.
But government has never showed any attraction for the steps of betterment. I red earlier in the evening that General Musharraf is thinking some one and half dozens of more seats for major appointments in the government. Who will pay them, its us, idiots means citizens of Pakistan.
Anyway, I never wanted to be involve in politics by any mean, that's why I never cast my vote for anybody. But earlier tonight I was visiting ZENIA, she was talking about Guru Nanak's life and the possibilities of his involvement in Islam. I comment on her page that there are many other issues beside that to be discuss. I guess politics is the main of all. Under civilized country like ours Pakistan always dipped in many major and minor problems and we never tried to raised them. For example the raising price of daily goods :).
Lemme mention here that I am nor a house wife not a problem husband. But my heart feels for them that's why I am raising the issue. Zenia do u know that "Doodh 26 rupay litter hogaya hay" aur to aur "aata bees rupay kilo" :(. What will a common man do in that situation when he is hardly earning a low amount after giving his full self. May Allah bless al ghareebs, I am standing in a no man's land, but can feel the pain of those who earn 3000 per month with 3 children and a weight of combine family system. Though my monthly pocket money is way more than that and I also can close my eyes from all that, but I am still a human being and sense of humanity is not dead in me like many others arround me. Anyway, still politics. :(
Ok lets talk about vegetables, I love u aalo, piaz and timater, I just can't live without u, but what to do when ur prices are touching seventh sky. Aaan aaan, change the topic.
Lets discuss about those 12 wandered puppies who was found from Iraq and took to America by a decent lady and hand over them to some wealthy and healthy families of America. They said that human rights are on its own place but animals do own some rights that's why they need some better place to be. haha again politics
Man I need some rest physical and mental as well.
Adios World.
But government has never showed any attraction for the steps of betterment. I red earlier in the evening that General Musharraf is thinking some one and half dozens of more seats for major appointments in the government. Who will pay them, its us, idiots means citizens of Pakistan.
Anyway, I never wanted to be involve in politics by any mean, that's why I never cast my vote for anybody. But earlier tonight I was visiting ZENIA, she was talking about Guru Nanak's life and the possibilities of his involvement in Islam. I comment on her page that there are many other issues beside that to be discuss. I guess politics is the main of all. Under civilized country like ours Pakistan always dipped in many major and minor problems and we never tried to raised them. For example the raising price of daily goods :).
Lemme mention here that I am nor a house wife not a problem husband. But my heart feels for them that's why I am raising the issue. Zenia do u know that "Doodh 26 rupay litter hogaya hay" aur to aur "aata bees rupay kilo" :(. What will a common man do in that situation when he is hardly earning a low amount after giving his full self. May Allah bless al ghareebs, I am standing in a no man's land, but can feel the pain of those who earn 3000 per month with 3 children and a weight of combine family system. Though my monthly pocket money is way more than that and I also can close my eyes from all that, but I am still a human being and sense of humanity is not dead in me like many others arround me. Anyway, still politics. :(
Ok lets talk about vegetables, I love u aalo, piaz and timater, I just can't live without u, but what to do when ur prices are touching seventh sky. Aaan aaan, change the topic.
Lets discuss about those 12 wandered puppies who was found from Iraq and took to America by a decent lady and hand over them to some wealthy and healthy families of America. They said that human rights are on its own place but animals do own some rights that's why they need some better place to be. haha again politics
Man I need some rest physical and mental as well.
Adios World.
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Long Live Pakistan.
Yesterday I went to meet a friend of my friend, won't publish the name. But the case of him is already being published in every major Newspaper of Karachi. He a Police inspector infact he was a Police Inspector, caught in a fraud case of leading a whole team of making Artificial currency. Only God knows the truth. Long Live Pakistan.
On our way to that Police station, i stopped my car in a service lane to get myself ciggerates, suddenly i saw that another car in attempt to take over my car hit on the back slightly. I lost my temper in another sudden, i went to him and asked wheather he want me to pass a big car like mercedez from that space and asked him that who gave u the licence i dont even think that u are worthy enough to drive in roads. He said "To mujhey janta nahi hai", lolzz, this is the major problem in pakistan that everyone belongs to some uncle DSP or Aunty Minster somehow, and whenever I find anyone of them my heart start demanding in a scream to stand upside down. I said "Dear give my regards to ur uncle minster and please now buzz off". He went off by squezzing his teeths like he wanna eat me. I took a deep sigh and sat back into the car. When i told my companions that what was he saying, one of them replied "dear if i ever come to know that these kinds of people are only few in number then I swear i will kill them all by my own very hands but this is the problem that they are thousands in number and will keep busy in doing such hectic things, so we are helpless" :) Long Live Pakistan.
Anyway, that is another story, I can't compliment on that wheather that Inspector will be free or not. But this is our beloved country Pakistan. "Long live Pakistan", i said that when i saw that Inspector was resting in a special room with a fan and having a lunch in peace. Good GOD. (In a single voice)Long Live Pakistan.
Adios World.
On our way to that Police station, i stopped my car in a service lane to get myself ciggerates, suddenly i saw that another car in attempt to take over my car hit on the back slightly. I lost my temper in another sudden, i went to him and asked wheather he want me to pass a big car like mercedez from that space and asked him that who gave u the licence i dont even think that u are worthy enough to drive in roads. He said "To mujhey janta nahi hai", lolzz, this is the major problem in pakistan that everyone belongs to some uncle DSP or Aunty Minster somehow, and whenever I find anyone of them my heart start demanding in a scream to stand upside down. I said "Dear give my regards to ur uncle minster and please now buzz off". He went off by squezzing his teeths like he wanna eat me. I took a deep sigh and sat back into the car. When i told my companions that what was he saying, one of them replied "dear if i ever come to know that these kinds of people are only few in number then I swear i will kill them all by my own very hands but this is the problem that they are thousands in number and will keep busy in doing such hectic things, so we are helpless" :) Long Live Pakistan.
Anyway, that is another story, I can't compliment on that wheather that Inspector will be free or not. But this is our beloved country Pakistan. "Long live Pakistan", i said that when i saw that Inspector was resting in a special room with a fan and having a lunch in peace. Good GOD. (In a single voice)Long Live Pakistan.
Adios World.
Saturday, March 20, 2004
Why Karl is very good at tellin story?
Another story for FM and other kids.
That was a long time ago when I was a kid, and i love to read story book of GINs Fairies and he-man's etc..
I used to spent my whole of the time in reading stories and my source of inspiration was Ibn-e-Safi, he was very good at tellin stories. He told me that "Beta, look there are many thousand kinds of fishes, Whale, Shark, paplate and many more, and every body knows any other fish with their qualities, some fish can fly, some can't, some eat mermaids and some dont etc, so writer is not a common person, he is a naturally awarded person"
Anyway, i got him right that writer or story teller must have some different qualities from other, so i started to find that. And i got one special quality in me.
In my very early child hood way back in 1953. I had many pigeons and i love them. But the most interesting part i founded in them that how a mother pigeon babysits her eggs. So whenever any mother pigeon laid eggs, i started to observe her and kept looking for that time when mother pigeon left them alone. I replaced one egg with a hen's egg. And pigeon started laying all eggs widout even knowing that one of them is not her.
But i never can tell anybody about the feeling of embaressment which showed from mother pigeon's face when a chicken comes out from her eggs. She looks like that there is no more stupid then her in this whole world.
So i considered that only a story teller or writer could have that creative thoughts.
Lesson: Never babysits hen's eggs, if u did so then dont feel any embarassment coz there must be some silly writer like thing behind that, who replaced your eggs just to fool you.
Adios World.
That was a long time ago when I was a kid, and i love to read story book of GINs Fairies and he-man's etc..
I used to spent my whole of the time in reading stories and my source of inspiration was Ibn-e-Safi, he was very good at tellin stories. He told me that "Beta, look there are many thousand kinds of fishes, Whale, Shark, paplate and many more, and every body knows any other fish with their qualities, some fish can fly, some can't, some eat mermaids and some dont etc, so writer is not a common person, he is a naturally awarded person"
Anyway, i got him right that writer or story teller must have some different qualities from other, so i started to find that. And i got one special quality in me.
In my very early child hood way back in 1953. I had many pigeons and i love them. But the most interesting part i founded in them that how a mother pigeon babysits her eggs. So whenever any mother pigeon laid eggs, i started to observe her and kept looking for that time when mother pigeon left them alone. I replaced one egg with a hen's egg. And pigeon started laying all eggs widout even knowing that one of them is not her.
But i never can tell anybody about the feeling of embaressment which showed from mother pigeon's face when a chicken comes out from her eggs. She looks like that there is no more stupid then her in this whole world.
So i considered that only a story teller or writer could have that creative thoughts.
Lesson: Never babysits hen's eggs, if u did so then dont feel any embarassment coz there must be some silly writer like thing behind that, who replaced your eggs just to fool you.
Adios World.
Friday, March 19, 2004
Short note.
Well how sad it is, that the cute eyed girl on the left of my blog is a chick in someone's point of view, I won't publish the name, otherwise bad prays will keep following me till the death. But one thing is for sure that I am still wishing good for that person.
BB says 'kay aankhoon ka paani mer gaya hai aaj kal kay lerkay lerkion ka', but all i showed to BBs that, the water is still alive in our eyes, it can't be died. Now what the hack i will show to BBs if I'll have to face them, with such comments on my posts.
Anyway, everything turns history, every second turning in to history and we can't do anything abt that.
So nothing special upto now, but looking forward for it. Will blog some more later. Till then
Adios World.
BB says 'kay aankhoon ka paani mer gaya hai aaj kal kay lerkay lerkion ka', but all i showed to BBs that, the water is still alive in our eyes, it can't be died. Now what the hack i will show to BBs if I'll have to face them, with such comments on my posts.
Anyway, everything turns history, every second turning in to history and we can't do anything abt that.
So nothing special upto now, but looking forward for it. Will blog some more later. Till then
Adios World.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Innocent me :)
In last few days an interesting thing happened wid me, I am not discussing it here, coz may someone don't like that, but I hope my message will be conveyed however by that post. I never mean to betray with anyone, don't know why, dil to chahta hai kay sab ko dil bhar ker baywaqoof banaon, but I don't do that very often :).
I never tried to breaks any one hearts, but still I proudly have some of my qualities, like I can swallow glass errrr...., I mean I can walk on a naked wire on 10000 feets height errr.... Again mishtake :(. I mean leave all that, lets discuss a true thing, I can talk and act like anybody, I mean I can also produce a girl's voice hahahahaha.
But I never pretends to breaks any one's heart, I just use it for my own concerns and I must admit that I am very good at it, yaqeen nahi aata to pooch lo ........ say. rofl.
Sorry ____, I never want that to be happen but things made their own ways and that happening came into existence, again I wanna say that please dont mind that. I am agree to accept any punishment, but i never wanted to break anyone's heart.
Anyway, a true story will surely reflects my ability of making female's voice. Once in 1962 when i was hardly a teenager my msn id got hack by some hacker, that was an important one for me, so I decided to snatch it back, I made another id and add my self. Some stranger was online at my id, actually he hacked my id by the reference of another hacked id which was of my friend's. I begged him to give me back my id, that was a good part of me that I begged him, since he was acting like rude and said I won't give u back ur id. So now then I decided to get back my id with some other means. I told her that I am a girl, I just played with the psyche and trapped him, I gave him my number, he called me and I invite him to meet me, here I wanna mention that I may never made him fool but his act of valiance forced me to be bad like him.
So he came to meet me, means farah and I got him, just a slap and he started to sing in a record, this is ur id and this is ur pwd. Please mujhey maaf ker do hain hain :(
LOL. I forgave him, after that I came to know that of my ability. My all friends appreciated that of my ability but still I have many evidences that I don't use my ability publicly. I never mean any offense. But as well I can't see any broken heart, so kabhi kabhi chalta hai, kissi ka dil rakhnay kay liye..... ;)
Anyway, i know that was a crap, but believe me i am busy now days will write some sensible when i'll get free, till then...
Adios World.
I never tried to breaks any one hearts, but still I proudly have some of my qualities, like I can swallow glass errrr...., I mean I can walk on a naked wire on 10000 feets height errr.... Again mishtake :(. I mean leave all that, lets discuss a true thing, I can talk and act like anybody, I mean I can also produce a girl's voice hahahahaha.
But I never pretends to breaks any one's heart, I just use it for my own concerns and I must admit that I am very good at it, yaqeen nahi aata to pooch lo ........ say. rofl.
Sorry ____, I never want that to be happen but things made their own ways and that happening came into existence, again I wanna say that please dont mind that. I am agree to accept any punishment, but i never wanted to break anyone's heart.
Anyway, a true story will surely reflects my ability of making female's voice. Once in 1962 when i was hardly a teenager my msn id got hack by some hacker, that was an important one for me, so I decided to snatch it back, I made another id and add my self. Some stranger was online at my id, actually he hacked my id by the reference of another hacked id which was of my friend's. I begged him to give me back my id, that was a good part of me that I begged him, since he was acting like rude and said I won't give u back ur id. So now then I decided to get back my id with some other means. I told her that I am a girl, I just played with the psyche and trapped him, I gave him my number, he called me and I invite him to meet me, here I wanna mention that I may never made him fool but his act of valiance forced me to be bad like him.
So he came to meet me, means farah and I got him, just a slap and he started to sing in a record, this is ur id and this is ur pwd. Please mujhey maaf ker do hain hain :(
LOL. I forgave him, after that I came to know that of my ability. My all friends appreciated that of my ability but still I have many evidences that I don't use my ability publicly. I never mean any offense. But as well I can't see any broken heart, so kabhi kabhi chalta hai, kissi ka dil rakhnay kay liye..... ;)
Anyway, i know that was a crap, but believe me i am busy now days will write some sensible when i'll get free, till then...
Adios World.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
Iam in Love.
I calls her MAHNOOR. Oh GOD did i ever see such a doll before in my life?
She talks like angels, she looks like angels, she walks like angels, she sings like angels, GOD OH GOD KARL IS IN LOVE WITH HER. hahahaha.
Adios with the sweet memories of her.
She talks like angels, she looks like angels, she walks like angels, she sings like angels, GOD OH GOD KARL IS IN LOVE WITH HER. hahahaha.
Adios with the sweet memories of her.
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Shall I complain or shall I Thank?
On sunday's very sad evening I went to meet my one of best friends, Salman.
First of all lemme clear that he is my good old schoolic friend. And second of all is that he was undoubtedly the most intelligent of us all, and the proof of that he got the highest percentage in the 10th grade's result. He was a total differnt kindda person, he has many complains about his life and from everything which is in surround of him, like whenever we comes to see him, we found him in a very bad mood, and "Yaar, yeh sab meray saath kion hota hai?"
He got a very good percentage in his first year's exams of college level, he was a good poet and wrote well too, coz i personally gave him my favors of likings, and whenever we met with each other, he surely have some new stuff for me, coz he knew that I like his poetry. And u all will get amazed to know that I dont find any love or lover kindda things in his poetry which is the most amazing part of his poetry, one only can find moon, stars, skies in his poetry that was why i love of him.
And now a blastic news way back in 1999 when we heard that Salman got fail in Urdu's paper of second year's exams. "What?????????" we all exclaimed. There must be something wrong. We said that and went to meet him, he smiled and said "yes folks i left my paper on half way". "But why????? your bright future depends on that one and after all u are a urdu genious why did u left ur paper?" I asked him. He told us that how he had preparation of paper and paper turned wholy different, though he still could a very best of the marks but he preffered to leave the paper.
He said that this is his revenge from the educators and smiled.
Goodness me that Salman is dieng while fighting with his brain tumor in Liaquat National Hospital, last everning when i went to meet him. No this couldn't be, OH ALLAH please save him, he has lots of things to do and no doubt he has the most bright future from all of us. Why is he dieng helpless??????? WHy?
What have he done? WHy is he dieng like this? WHy he was looking so tired last evening like he has no other way left but just to die silently?
Oh Allah I know i am healthy and I have to thank over that, but on the other hand i can't see him die than how com i thank for my health???
I am confused Oh ALLAH please give my soul a satisfaction or give me the answer that shall I have to complain or shall I have to thank?????? :(
Adios World.
First of all lemme clear that he is my good old schoolic friend. And second of all is that he was undoubtedly the most intelligent of us all, and the proof of that he got the highest percentage in the 10th grade's result. He was a total differnt kindda person, he has many complains about his life and from everything which is in surround of him, like whenever we comes to see him, we found him in a very bad mood, and "Yaar, yeh sab meray saath kion hota hai?"
He got a very good percentage in his first year's exams of college level, he was a good poet and wrote well too, coz i personally gave him my favors of likings, and whenever we met with each other, he surely have some new stuff for me, coz he knew that I like his poetry. And u all will get amazed to know that I dont find any love or lover kindda things in his poetry which is the most amazing part of his poetry, one only can find moon, stars, skies in his poetry that was why i love of him.
And now a blastic news way back in 1999 when we heard that Salman got fail in Urdu's paper of second year's exams. "What?????????" we all exclaimed. There must be something wrong. We said that and went to meet him, he smiled and said "yes folks i left my paper on half way". "But why????? your bright future depends on that one and after all u are a urdu genious why did u left ur paper?" I asked him. He told us that how he had preparation of paper and paper turned wholy different, though he still could a very best of the marks but he preffered to leave the paper.
He said that this is his revenge from the educators and smiled.
Goodness me that Salman is dieng while fighting with his brain tumor in Liaquat National Hospital, last everning when i went to meet him. No this couldn't be, OH ALLAH please save him, he has lots of things to do and no doubt he has the most bright future from all of us. Why is he dieng helpless??????? WHy?
What have he done? WHy is he dieng like this? WHy he was looking so tired last evening like he has no other way left but just to die silently?
Oh Allah I know i am healthy and I have to thank over that, but on the other hand i can't see him die than how com i thank for my health???
I am confused Oh ALLAH please give my soul a satisfaction or give me the answer that shall I have to complain or shall I have to thank?????? :(
Adios World.
Saturday, March 06, 2004
Junoon (Craze)
Hud say berhnay laga zulm ka silsila
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Uss nay ahwaal poocha to main nay kaha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Shehar mai to meray jitnay bhi yaar hain
Sab giriftaar hain, Sab giriftaar hain
Kiss ko maalom ho kaun ho kab riha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Main bhi paaband hoon, woh bhi paaband hai
Raastay band hain, raastay band hain
Ab to mumkin nahi, hai koi raabta
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Hud say berhnay laga zulm ka silsila
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Uss nay ahwaal poocha to main nay kaha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
**For translation contact JUNOON.**
Dimagh kharab hogaya hai jo yeh post ker raha hoon, kissi ko koi aitraaz?
Adios.
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Uss nay ahwaal poocha to main nay kaha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Shehar mai to meray jitnay bhi yaar hain
Sab giriftaar hain, Sab giriftaar hain
Kiss ko maalom ho kaun ho kab riha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Main bhi paaband hoon, woh bhi paaband hai
Raastay band hain, raastay band hain
Ab to mumkin nahi, hai koi raabta
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Hud say berhnay laga zulm ka silsila
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
Uss nay ahwaal poocha to main nay kaha
Dil nahi lag raha, dil nahi lag raha
**For translation contact JUNOON.**
Dimagh kharab hogaya hai jo yeh post ker raha hoon, kissi ko koi aitraaz?
Adios.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
Dreams
Dreams, Khuwab, Sapna don't know what what? :)
I have a belief that dreams will come true some day for sure. I've heard many things about dreams.
BB says; First of all lemme clear the meaning of BB, BB means BARAY BORHAY, its a Paki stuff, foreigners are not invited to use their 8 GM. Alright, back to the topic, BB says that "If u have a good dream, go and tell everybody as soon as possible, but u have three days to advertise ur dream, forget about it on 4th day and it 'll come true somehow, but if you have a bad dream, don't tell anybody before 3 days, otherwise it'll also come true".
Some wise beside BBs says that dreams doesn't have anything to do with one's real life. Alright, this is also acceptable, but what to do when some BBs says that this all is the hand made drama of one's imagination. While some says that if one see water in his dream, its good for him. Animals are not good to see in dreams. Some BBs says that "Nobody has the power to change the upcoming dreams".
Anyway, dreams still hold so much importance in our lives, lets take me, whenever I wakeup in the morning dreamless, my day becomes so hectic. We can have many songs, movies, dramas for consideration.
Anyway, I think that anything could be possible in this world since man invented the thing called 'my point of view'. If dreams really comes true than;
I will die three times in my life.
I will have two marriages.
I will have three daughters.
I will be bite by some dog while fighting with Takuma in a deep jungle.
I will be surrounded by dangerous black cats in my grandma's house back in Lahore, once for sure.
I will go for fishing in a Titanic's Ship.
I will eat Kari chawal in Informatics' canteen just for once. (Yakh I hate kari chawal)
I will be caught by Israeli Army while performing a secret mission to steal all the kittens in the country. :( etc, etc
Oh GOD, these are some of many dreams I had in my life yet, and I know there are many more to come. Well, I guess I have to agree that dreams don't come true otherwise I amgoing to see myself holding the seat of BUSH tonight. Lets see when I become the president of America?????????????
Adios World.
I have a belief that dreams will come true some day for sure. I've heard many things about dreams.
BB says; First of all lemme clear the meaning of BB, BB means BARAY BORHAY, its a Paki stuff, foreigners are not invited to use their 8 GM. Alright, back to the topic, BB says that "If u have a good dream, go and tell everybody as soon as possible, but u have three days to advertise ur dream, forget about it on 4th day and it 'll come true somehow, but if you have a bad dream, don't tell anybody before 3 days, otherwise it'll also come true".
Some wise beside BBs says that dreams doesn't have anything to do with one's real life. Alright, this is also acceptable, but what to do when some BBs says that this all is the hand made drama of one's imagination. While some says that if one see water in his dream, its good for him. Animals are not good to see in dreams. Some BBs says that "Nobody has the power to change the upcoming dreams".
Anyway, dreams still hold so much importance in our lives, lets take me, whenever I wakeup in the morning dreamless, my day becomes so hectic. We can have many songs, movies, dramas for consideration.
Anyway, I think that anything could be possible in this world since man invented the thing called 'my point of view'. If dreams really comes true than;
I will die three times in my life.
I will have two marriages.
I will have three daughters.
I will be bite by some dog while fighting with Takuma in a deep jungle.
I will be surrounded by dangerous black cats in my grandma's house back in Lahore, once for sure.
I will go for fishing in a Titanic's Ship.
I will eat Kari chawal in Informatics' canteen just for once. (Yakh I hate kari chawal)
I will be caught by Israeli Army while performing a secret mission to steal all the kittens in the country. :( etc, etc
Oh GOD, these are some of many dreams I had in my life yet, and I know there are many more to come. Well, I guess I have to agree that dreams don't come true otherwise I amgoing to see myself holding the seat of BUSH tonight. Lets see when I become the president of America?????????????
Adios World.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I'm hungry for death in the way of ALLAH.
Those who could takeover their NAFS are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who only loves ALLAH are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who only loves MUHAMMAD (SAW) are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who never died are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who sacrifsed their lives in the name of ALLAH and his last NABI (SAW) are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
And
Those who will live forever are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Adios World.
Those who only loves ALLAH are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who only loves MUHAMMAD (SAW) are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who never died are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Those who sacrifsed their lives in the name of ALLAH and his last NABI (SAW) are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
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Those who will live forever are MARTYRs of KARBALA.
Adios World.
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