Alright, a new noon, a brand new me, with brand new stupid thoughts of me. When I said stupid that means stupid to others not from me, coz as far as my concern I guess I feel alright and thinks right too. But darn that happens so often that people's perception or their way of getting things are getting worst day by day. This is because now days everybody thinks that "Time is money", that is why everybody now can do only a single thing, just read and comment or just comment by reading headline. So it hurts when it happens.
Hmmm, yesterday I was reading a column by Hassan Nisar, in a weakly local magazine, he stated that how much this is important to remember the death always. With the help of various narratives he successfully stunned my nerves. I already have a strong belief over death so as every Muslim. But those kinds of narratives and some examples were quite horrible. No alive can imagine how death would be, but still it is the most horrible fact of the world that "every one including powerful like Hercules, wise like Arastoo, poet like Byron, painter like Michael Angelo, conqueror like Sikander, writer like Shakespeare and lover like Romeo had to taste death for sure, so that doesn't matter that how we are and who we are, we will die one day". May Allah help us all, they all died and so as I and so as everyone, nothing is infinity except Allah himself. So, why the hack are we running after this so called temporary world like thing?
In the end, some from Hasan Nisar's column;
May nay poocha kay zindagi kia hai
Haath say gir kay jaam* toot gaya (*Goblet)
and;
Iss bay khabar hayat ka kia aitbaar hai
Har waqt maut sar pay bashar* kay sawar hai. (*human)
Adios.
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Monday, April 26, 2004
They say that
There is no life without wife.
I say thats all rubbish, I mean if there is no life without wife than what the hack am I doing at the moment???
I say thats all rubbish, I mean if there is no life without wife than what the hack am I doing at the moment???
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Yesterday
I had a very happy and peaceful day of yesterday, coz Wasif, my childhood friend came to meet me.
We really had a great time togather in our early childhood days. We actually were school mates but got apart after completing our school level. Then we choose different colleges for further more education and got stuck in our life problems.
We refreshed our memory for hours and enjoyed very much. He has some reasonably good qualities like I can share everything with him and he is a very good secret keeper, as well as that If I ever feels any kindda problem I calls him and he is a very good advisor as well. And last but not least he has the ability to argue on every topic of the world coz he is a very good arguer as well. So yesterday a randomn thought came into my mind and i'd like to have his opinion as well, the thought was "Should man needs to remember his good days or should he needz to remeber bad days", he replied that this is the matter of one's perception, he further said that he do have his own point of view, sometime memories of good days works for us and sometimes memories of bad days does a favor. Same question when I asked to another of my friend, he replied simply that "bad days". Allright I skipped that matter and changed the topic, I told them that Malik (a well known person in our area) had a prison of seven years in his some old cases.
Actually Malik doesn't have a very good reputation among all of us but still I would like to admit that we guys in our early young days had pass some good days but we left him after came to know that he is not a good guy overall. So when I told Wasif and Naeem yesterday that Malik is in prison now days, Naeem simply exclaimed and goes "What? why? when?" I answered him and he said "Alas he was a good guy after all", "gotcha", i said. "There you go Mr. now This is my answer of my earlier question that man only needs to remember his good days and whenever it comes to the end of the day people always found saying that he was a good guy doesnt matter got prison for law breaking but he was a good guy after all". :) Both of them got agree with me.
So that was a little of yesterday and I found the answer of another of my stupid thought.
Adios.
We really had a great time togather in our early childhood days. We actually were school mates but got apart after completing our school level. Then we choose different colleges for further more education and got stuck in our life problems.
We refreshed our memory for hours and enjoyed very much. He has some reasonably good qualities like I can share everything with him and he is a very good secret keeper, as well as that If I ever feels any kindda problem I calls him and he is a very good advisor as well. And last but not least he has the ability to argue on every topic of the world coz he is a very good arguer as well. So yesterday a randomn thought came into my mind and i'd like to have his opinion as well, the thought was "Should man needs to remember his good days or should he needz to remeber bad days", he replied that this is the matter of one's perception, he further said that he do have his own point of view, sometime memories of good days works for us and sometimes memories of bad days does a favor. Same question when I asked to another of my friend, he replied simply that "bad days". Allright I skipped that matter and changed the topic, I told them that Malik (a well known person in our area) had a prison of seven years in his some old cases.
Actually Malik doesn't have a very good reputation among all of us but still I would like to admit that we guys in our early young days had pass some good days but we left him after came to know that he is not a good guy overall. So when I told Wasif and Naeem yesterday that Malik is in prison now days, Naeem simply exclaimed and goes "What? why? when?" I answered him and he said "Alas he was a good guy after all", "gotcha", i said. "There you go Mr. now This is my answer of my earlier question that man only needs to remember his good days and whenever it comes to the end of the day people always found saying that he was a good guy doesnt matter got prison for law breaking but he was a good guy after all". :) Both of them got agree with me.
So that was a little of yesterday and I found the answer of another of my stupid thought.
Adios.
Monday, April 19, 2004
Back Again
Allright, I am Back Again with No Strings attached this time. :)
Thanks everybody for their wishes. Lotta happenenings have been done in that absence. Well this is life, nothing gets stopped with anyone's absense. Commitment to the life and routines of life holds more importance than any thing else. Everybody have to live according to the life rules, I mean if there is a monkey and he wants to be a man, there is no way he can be a human being and on the other hand if any human being prays to become a bird and fly away from all the worries of life, he can't.
This is life, according to Confucius at the time of his 7th birthday in 488 BC "In this world grievance and sorrows are raises from land like plants and just like gardeners we have to take care of our benifits otherwise if we fails to do that than we don't have any rights to live in this world.", so ppl protect urself from being Mayoos, always be hopefull and never let ur sorrows and grievances comes over you.
Adios World.
Thanks everybody for their wishes. Lotta happenenings have been done in that absence. Well this is life, nothing gets stopped with anyone's absense. Commitment to the life and routines of life holds more importance than any thing else. Everybody have to live according to the life rules, I mean if there is a monkey and he wants to be a man, there is no way he can be a human being and on the other hand if any human being prays to become a bird and fly away from all the worries of life, he can't.
This is life, according to Confucius at the time of his 7th birthday in 488 BC "In this world grievance and sorrows are raises from land like plants and just like gardeners we have to take care of our benifits otherwise if we fails to do that than we don't have any rights to live in this world.", so ppl protect urself from being Mayoos, always be hopefull and never let ur sorrows and grievances comes over you.
Adios World.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Ooh, Ahhh, Ouch...
A quite painful day was yesterday, I am having a severe pain in my back since couple of days. The reason is a sadistic story, actually I got involve in an accident of my car. Front axel came out due to that accident and now my car is in workshop for repairing. That accident happened on Friday, means its almost a week since I am CARLESS, not careless but car less.
Day before yesterday I missed my car badly, coz I had some important work to do, that was why I borrowed a motor bike from my friend Irfan, he actually pre-informed me that there are lots of things missing in his bike and it is only him who can handle that damn bike, but I became selfish and deaf for the sake of my own work and didn't listen to him. I took his bike yesterday's hot morning, first of all that bike was without a kick, means the kick which starts the bike was missing, so we had to start pushing it from miles back to get it start, I used the word we that means me along with Imtiaz, we were keep pushing the hack of that bike for an hour than we came to know that the patrol tank was empty :(. We refueled it and start pushing it again, after the sweating long half hour, its get started. Then the story afterwards that is moe sadistic coz when we done with our work, the hell of that bike dead by swearing that "now I won't start, kill me or kill yourself but u can't start me now". Suddenly, I felt in that pushing process that I am feeling a killing pain in my back, but I avoid that till last. So atlast when we handed over the antique fuckin bike to Irfan by using all abusing words I ever heard in my whole life the pain was like on top of Mount Everest :( and its killing me still.
So that is the whole story and now I am bend with the severe pain in my back, can't say anything that when it'll get over, till now I already had a huge injection (can't tell u where) and some amount of pills. May Allah bless me, I know that this is quite an insensible post from me, but it is only I who can feel the effect of that damn injection on my brain as well.
Pst....boy I need prays badly.
Adios Amigoes.
Day before yesterday I missed my car badly, coz I had some important work to do, that was why I borrowed a motor bike from my friend Irfan, he actually pre-informed me that there are lots of things missing in his bike and it is only him who can handle that damn bike, but I became selfish and deaf for the sake of my own work and didn't listen to him. I took his bike yesterday's hot morning, first of all that bike was without a kick, means the kick which starts the bike was missing, so we had to start pushing it from miles back to get it start, I used the word we that means me along with Imtiaz, we were keep pushing the hack of that bike for an hour than we came to know that the patrol tank was empty :(. We refueled it and start pushing it again, after the sweating long half hour, its get started. Then the story afterwards that is moe sadistic coz when we done with our work, the hell of that bike dead by swearing that "now I won't start, kill me or kill yourself but u can't start me now". Suddenly, I felt in that pushing process that I am feeling a killing pain in my back, but I avoid that till last. So atlast when we handed over the antique fuckin bike to Irfan by using all abusing words I ever heard in my whole life the pain was like on top of Mount Everest :( and its killing me still.
So that is the whole story and now I am bend with the severe pain in my back, can't say anything that when it'll get over, till now I already had a huge injection (can't tell u where) and some amount of pills. May Allah bless me, I know that this is quite an insensible post from me, but it is only I who can feel the effect of that damn injection on my brain as well.
Pst....boy I need prays badly.
Adios Amigoes.
Monday, April 12, 2004
Exceptional me!
Am the dust of earth, let your feet kiss me;
Am the star of sky, don't touch me.
Am the depth of sea, u can't see me;
Am the smell of a rose, don't spread me.
Am the sound of storm, don't hear me;
Am the last drop of wine, don't drink me.
Am the craze of patriotism, don't ignore me;
Am the passion of a lover, don't deny me.
Am the voice of freedom, u can't debared me;
Am the memory of lost love, don't let go me.
Am the tear of an orphan child, nothing can compare me;
Am a song of separation, ......please don't leave....me! :`(
Nothing like Adios tonite, coz I've nothing to give away. :(
Am the star of sky, don't touch me.
Am the depth of sea, u can't see me;
Am the smell of a rose, don't spread me.
Am the sound of storm, don't hear me;
Am the last drop of wine, don't drink me.
Am the craze of patriotism, don't ignore me;
Am the passion of a lover, don't deny me.
Am the voice of freedom, u can't debared me;
Am the memory of lost love, don't let go me.
Am the tear of an orphan child, nothing can compare me;
Am a song of separation, ......please don't leave....me! :`(
Nothing like Adios tonite, coz I've nothing to give away. :(
Friday, April 09, 2004
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Boy had a dream!
I don't sleeps in noon very often, but today I had to sleep coz I was so tired did nothing at all, that's why.
Anyway, I saw that my younger brother sameer driving a train in which we are traveling, suddenly the train lefts its track and started running on grass nearby. And we got save from having an accident, cops came and spread all over in the train, enquiring about that accident and all the cops acting very angrily coz that was just a plain mistake but nothing else and that shouldn't be done, coz a Minister kindda thing was traveling in the same train.
A cop came to me as well while I was discussing that accident with my another younger brother waqas.
Cop: Do u know the reasons of that accident?
Me: No! How come I know, go and ask the driver.
Cop: (kicked at my butt) If u ever dare to look at the Minister's daughter, I will see u.
Me: *innocent look* Who said that?
Cop: that's it! I don't wanna discuss that anymore. (went off)
Me: *yell* Aray bhai kia woh miss world hai? ya queen Elizabeth? jo ussay koi dekh nahi sakta.
Cop: Shut up!
*The end!*
:( strange one that was, and now I am seriously thinking about that accident, but can't say anything regarding to the meaning of that nonsense dream, I mean I can make a marmalade of 21.4 cops if any one ever try to hurt me without any reason in real, but :( what if they comes into my dreams and beat me?
Anyway, when I woke up after that dream, my Mom told me that "sammer called at home and he got his car bound by a Traffic Police man and now he have to submit Rs. 350 as a challan and then he'll get his car back" :(
Oh God help me! I mean Sameer did the accident of that damn train and he was also the responsible of over speeding the car but why the hack that damn police man kicking me??????????????
An angry Adios.
Anyway, I saw that my younger brother sameer driving a train in which we are traveling, suddenly the train lefts its track and started running on grass nearby. And we got save from having an accident, cops came and spread all over in the train, enquiring about that accident and all the cops acting very angrily coz that was just a plain mistake but nothing else and that shouldn't be done, coz a Minister kindda thing was traveling in the same train.
A cop came to me as well while I was discussing that accident with my another younger brother waqas.
Cop: Do u know the reasons of that accident?
Me: No! How come I know, go and ask the driver.
Cop: (kicked at my butt) If u ever dare to look at the Minister's daughter, I will see u.
Me: *innocent look* Who said that?
Cop: that's it! I don't wanna discuss that anymore. (went off)
Me: *yell* Aray bhai kia woh miss world hai? ya queen Elizabeth? jo ussay koi dekh nahi sakta.
Cop: Shut up!
*The end!*
:( strange one that was, and now I am seriously thinking about that accident, but can't say anything regarding to the meaning of that nonsense dream, I mean I can make a marmalade of 21.4 cops if any one ever try to hurt me without any reason in real, but :( what if they comes into my dreams and beat me?
Anyway, when I woke up after that dream, my Mom told me that "sammer called at home and he got his car bound by a Traffic Police man and now he have to submit Rs. 350 as a challan and then he'll get his car back" :(
Oh God help me! I mean Sameer did the accident of that damn train and he was also the responsible of over speeding the car but why the hack that damn police man kicking me??????????????
An angry Adios.
Sunday, April 04, 2004
William Shakespeare
All the world is a stage and all the men and women merely players
Add ons:
All the world is a stage and William Shakespeare is gone passed.
All the world is a stage and Karl starts from k but dont ends at l.
All the world is a stage and all the people the players.
All the world is a party and all the men and women merely gate crashers.
All the world is a stage and Bill Clinton is the main character.
All the world is a stage and Pervaiz Musharaff is a puppet.
All the world is a stage and Bush is acting like director. (fool)
All the world is a stage and Aliens are audience.
All the world is a stage and I am not in the play.
All the world is a stage and I want better lighting!
All the world is a stage and the whole life is no longer a performance.
All the world is a stage and the play isn't very good.
All the world is a stage and "Press the GOD damn Play button"
All the world is a stage, and one of the actors is Nicolas Cage.
All the world is a stage And we are the mentors!
All the world is a stage and (Majjo bhai aik packet Gold leaf)
All the world is a stage and .... Quack Quack! (What the hack.....)
All the world is a stage and (Beat the hell out of Villan)
All the world is a stage and Baba Black Sheep!
All the world is a stage and I've just started my acting career.
All the world is a stage and .... CUTTTTTT!
Do anyone have anymore?
Add ons:
All the world is a stage and William Shakespeare is gone passed.
All the world is a stage and Karl starts from k but dont ends at l.
All the world is a stage and all the people the players.
All the world is a party and all the men and women merely gate crashers.
All the world is a stage and Bill Clinton is the main character.
All the world is a stage and Pervaiz Musharaff is a puppet.
All the world is a stage and Bush is acting like director. (fool)
All the world is a stage and Aliens are audience.
All the world is a stage and I am not in the play.
All the world is a stage and I want better lighting!
All the world is a stage and the whole life is no longer a performance.
All the world is a stage and the play isn't very good.
All the world is a stage and "Press the GOD damn Play button"
All the world is a stage, and one of the actors is Nicolas Cage.
All the world is a stage And we are the mentors!
All the world is a stage and (Majjo bhai aik packet Gold leaf)
All the world is a stage and .... Quack Quack! (What the hack.....)
All the world is a stage and (Beat the hell out of Villan)
All the world is a stage and Baba Black Sheep!
All the world is a stage and I've just started my acting career.
All the world is a stage and .... CUTTTTTT!
Do anyone have anymore?
Saturday, April 03, 2004
I am back
Atlast I am back. Back from deserts of Al Pachino, Mountains of Igloo, trees of Changa Manga, Lakes of Africa, dreams of my brain, thoughts of Uncle Tambaktoo. Lahol Wala :(
What the hack was that, a nightmare, some kindda Twister, some disastrous flood or some horrible earth quack. Anyway, whateva` was that, truly a bad time for me. Actually, from past week I was noticing that some sites aren't opening at my PC including blogger.com and google.com. Don't know what happened but i guess it was some ISP's own problem anyway, khaak daaliye.
In de end thanks very much to everyone who supported me in that period majjo bhai paan wala, shakoora doodh wala, maasi fazeelat and sepcial thanks to Miss Zenia for that important notice's appearance in my comment box.
About my pc, Zenia don't get worried I still know lotta kabariyas who will start a kindda war to get my pc in auction which will soon be arranged by Mr. Karl, contactors should contact him asap.
I will write some sensible soon, but first lemme celeberate that i am back, i dont know that where I would be without blogger, mujhey aam ka achaar kha ker suicide kerni per jati and believe me i hate aam ka achaar. :(
Adios World.
What the hack was that, a nightmare, some kindda Twister, some disastrous flood or some horrible earth quack. Anyway, whateva` was that, truly a bad time for me. Actually, from past week I was noticing that some sites aren't opening at my PC including blogger.com and google.com. Don't know what happened but i guess it was some ISP's own problem anyway, khaak daaliye.
In de end thanks very much to everyone who supported me in that period majjo bhai paan wala, shakoora doodh wala, maasi fazeelat and sepcial thanks to Miss Zenia for that important notice's appearance in my comment box.
About my pc, Zenia don't get worried I still know lotta kabariyas who will start a kindda war to get my pc in auction which will soon be arranged by Mr. Karl, contactors should contact him asap.
I will write some sensible soon, but first lemme celeberate that i am back, i dont know that where I would be without blogger, mujhey aam ka achaar kha ker suicide kerni per jati and believe me i hate aam ka achaar. :(
Adios World.
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