What is innocence?

Last evening I was walking along the road with my shadow g. I was whistling some nice romantic song, suddenly I saw a beautiful young kid of around 3 years. He saw me playing that whistle, stopped me and said "Uncle please gimme that whistle?" I got shocked at his hell innocent demand. I laughed loudly and said "dear u have to pick it by yourself from my mouth" and got closer face to face. He stepped forward and touch his cute lil lips to mine. I said now try my dear, u have got it. Then he jsut goes "feeee-feeeee", I am sure that was not whistle's sound which was comming out of him.......

My level of sociality.

Hmm, the day is superb so far in fact I should say till the end cuz its 4 of midnight and man I have some work to do. Imtiaz's computer is in front of me and it needs re-installation, did i ever tell anyone that how much I keep myself busy in all kindda social activites? Its so true.
My mama, sisters and brothers always trying to find a minute in a day to talk to me freely, but hell to my socialism that dont let anybody finds me free to talk or have some gossips. Anyway, actually my politness gives everybody a free hand, a very famous saying of here "Aa bail mujhey maar". So thats the problem, not actually a problem (i am saying this cuz i have a fear that Imtiaz can read this, lolzzz) but still.
A wedding invitation of tommorow, man i havent choose my dress. I thinks sometimes that everybody invites for their parties, but never thinks that how much time it could take to choose a dress. I say that they should sends the suit to wear too with invitation card.
Then comes friends' different problems, when they asks me to take them at their dates :). lolzzzzzzzz
Anyway, these observations of self determination will continue till the end of life, as they say that "man is keep learning". So now i am doing an experiment which will help me to understand the point that "every living will leave one day". So.....
Adios.

A GHAZAL

Well Mohsin Naqvi, from him as i said in my web page that
"About Mohsin Naqvi, well he's a champ, u can read of him and tell me, that how is he? To me he just need one thing for improvement and that is nothing."
Anyway, that was some official type of comments of mine for him :) now lets get back to disscuss some unofficial. Few days back a wave of craze born into one of my friends Farhan about poetry and he ate up all of our brains that "Fahad i wanna read some good poetry of some good poets, please help me out." As far as my concern I think that internet now days is the most trustable companion to find any stuff on any topic of the world, but then the issue raised in my mind that Farhan is not use to with the internet so I must help him out manually. So I went to the market in search of some stuff. Initially I had some good poets in my mind to put my search on them but when I entered into the market I found myself very confusing, coz the market was full of all kinds of books and some un-countable number of poets, so after having a tough time in search I was able to find a good book in which many of my favorite poets were collected to made a beautiful and touching book of some of more than 400 pages, like Wasi Shah, Faiz Ahmed Faiz and Mohsin Naqvi. So I bought that and handed over to Farhan, as soon as he got that book into his hands, he goes like "Baba, yeh tum kia lay aya hai". Actually, I think that his stomach turned off by looking such a fat book :). Now as he's very much busy in reading that book I am thinking seriously that since the market has full of different poets but all of them seems to me waiting for some swing or miracle to come, I should write something and post of my own. I am sure that it will turn the market (not sure wheater up-side or down-side :)).

Anyway, some cool couplets of a Mohsin Naqvi's beautiful and one of my favorites Ghazal, be sure to read it completely from the Poetry corner in my own website...


Adios.

A sorry note!

I'd come online at MSN after so many time, but hell to my firewall settings, it helped me dissconnect baray piar say. And i got amaze to saw that there were many friends online at that time :(, darn, they all must be thinking that i got offline by myself, hell its not true. Oh lord help me! I will never get online again!

Aah ko ik umer chahiye asar honay tak....

Alright, ppl im back, caution first of all that header doesnt have anything to do with that post, so forget abt it.
So often i thought to write something which i really wanna write, but then i found myself unable to do so. Coz i have one thing in my mind that this is the world of all sorts of ppl, who have different kindda minds. I am confused, therefore, that wheather i ought to write what i really feel like or not. Now i guess i should not care what ppl thinks of me, coz its my place and i should be feel free to write anything what i want.
My very earlier posts were actually representing that of my confusing state, coz i wrote in many hidden words, now i can't do that anymore, i wanna scream, i wanna yell, i wanna shout and let the world listen that how i am feeling from inside now days.
It was..... damn it! I can't, i just can't turn my feelings into words, im fail once again. I am sorry Fahad, i know that i dissapoint u once again but i am helpless. I know that what are the reasons for u that u aren't sleeping since two days and two long nights, coz 6ht June is comming.
6th June, a cutthroat day for me, cant bear the pain, can't wait for that day to come, can't i just remove the day from the calender? *voice of conscience* Nooooooo! gone nutts or somefin??? hahahaha..
Hmmm, yes i gone nutts really, coz now when Im standing in no-man's-land and even try to look back in my past I determines that how i dissembled anserinly. Alas if i could turn back time and cope to stop myself doing all that. Arghhhhh, this dohickey situation forcing me to jump cut to my past, to that time which I don't wanna commemorate. Anyway, life's too short to go back and lost into memories, but what to do if the sense of loosing something is killing from inside?
Haa, a poem of my own Im reciting here and hope that no-one will be able to get it right....

Jao tum! Go away!
Theek hai chali jao Alright go away
Mai nay tumhain bohat sataya hai I've troubled u alot
Mager But
Tum bhi kissi say kam nahi ho U're also the same
Mai to shehroon ki musafat per tha I was at miles' distance
Aur phir tumharay shehar mai ajnabi tha And was stranger in ur town
Ghamoon ka ik pahar tha sar per aur I was carrying a burden of sorrows over my head
Mera haal ajeeb sa tha I was so broken
Jub jatay huay uss nay mur ker poocha kay When she turned bygone and asked
"Mai jaon...?" May I leave...?

Adios.

An email rather than a post.

Alright, so atlast the marriage has been done, just Walima is left. Hmmm, anyway, no more wedding talks now, man I am sick of the word wedding. Can't calculate that how many times I'd listen to that darn word since few days. Ab to mama khanay ka pochti hain to mai kehta hoon kia???????/ aan aan, I am stuffed, can't bear any more, jahan bhi gaya hoon PEPSI peeni pari hai.
Don't know why they always presents Pepsi for guests?
Anyway, I am just waiting for Sameer (my younger brother), coz he went for some work and took my car with him, now I have to goto the hospital and just waiting for him to come. Hmmm, nothing special abt hospital just wanna see my friend there, he had his kidney operated there.
*after 15 minutes*
Well, I had nothing to write so I went to collect something to write, in that mean time, I have received my sister's call, she was shouting "Sameer ka bacha abhi tak aya kion nahi mujhey lenay", so I had to call at his cell fone and Sameer ka bacha bechara traffic mai phansa hua hai. After that I'd tell my mom abt my cousin's email from Lahore aur phir mama ko aik kiss ki aur she was start shouting kay "ullo tujhey mai he milti hoon?" lol. Man I love that sweety. Ok time to leave now, abhi aur tung kernay ka dil horaha hai mama ko.
Well, now I'm thinking that this is looking like an email rather than a post, so I am changing the header.
Adios world.

Laws of relations.

Long time, no c, yeah I know. Actually, got stuck in the preparation of my friend's wedding. Yet to over but somehow I manage to come to my blogger.
So days are passing in distributing Invitation cards and nights are in differnt kinds of parties. Last night I went to Al-Khyber Restaurant behind Shah Ghazi's Tomb. Food was great but guys were so boring, actually that dinner party was some kind of rival attack bazi :). Naveed (my friend) told me that some of his relatives from his in-laws trapped him in a dinner party dhokay say few days ago, so it was due on Naveed and it was his turn to atatck this time. Kuch khas nahi, aisa hota hai, sab chalta hai but just shadi say pehlay, baad mai to sab relatives itnay manhoos lagnay lagtay hain kay bus. :)
Alright so I was disscusing abt the boring companions, they were just sitting like "Silent Owls" on the dinner table, just routine talkings and that is it. Even in the car i had to turn the stereo's volume up to get rid of that darn sleeping enviroment. All of them was just shaking their heads with the music dazedly. And i was like arghhhhhhhhhhhh. Actually everyone was waiting for the other one to get open and talk on some different topic.
But all i found is a Karl's 1st law of relations: You can't get free with your in-laws before marriege, and after marriege you starting to hate their faces. So will come up again with some differnt other laws time to time. 14th May is the judgement day for my friend, I want everybody to pray for him :), coz I am sure that 14th May will be the last day of our friendship.

Adios.

Moment of silence for the martyrs!

A very violated and sad noon was of yesterday, ruined the peace of our beautiful city Karachi. :(
A bomb blast in a mosque of karachi killed 14 and wounded some of more than 200 people. It happened in the mosque which is inside the premises of S.M college, the basic educational point of our Quaid and I also have done my intermediate from that college. This is a very sad moment. It all happened in the result of some suicide bombing by some unknown organization of terrorists but people here of Pakistan trying to shape it in religious matters. Coz they said that the mosue was of Ahl-e-Tashee, still there is no voice comes out according to my observation but what is the meaning of all that when they are start violation all over in the city. They are burning cars, busses, trucks so road jams is in results, looks to me like a declaration of some kind of war in the city. Schools are off, so as official activities. A very bad situation all around here in my city.They don't have any rights to do that but who'll gonna listen to me, still i can protest :(.
Anyway, here r some pictures of that violated act, please pray that government will be able to create peace, however.


Two injureds carrying to the hospital in a hand car due to the shortage of ambulances.


Police inquiring abt the blast.


Patients having treatment.


Rangers and army took over the control of the city.


The venue.


A map of criminalized condition of the city

Click these pics to enlarge.

Breaking News!

Hahaha~~~~
Guess what happened?
I put a tracker code to my blog yesterday from extremetracking so i thought i ought to check my statistics today, therefore, i opened the site few minutes ago to check the come and gos.
Someone typed ullo ka patha at yahoo and searched for it, results at yahoo showed me on the top, hahahahaha. Everyone can check the link.

Isn't that funny???? lol

Am I melting, really?

Alright, a very hot day was of today, and now a start of a very dull evening. :(
Anyway, since morning I am having a very horrible feeling that I should have measure my height and waist once again, coz till last night I was feeling OK, when today's morning remind me that I have to go out to pay that damn Challan of my car.

So I was talking why a strange thought came into my mind of rechecking of physical status. It was a hot day and I felt myself melting like a candle :(. So I melted and melted a lot and now I am seriously thinking that if I was sweatening from head to toe then I might lose some of height and if I was sweatening inside my shirt then I also may had lose some of my waist too, and boy I hate that. Coz I may be the only person in the world who wants to be a bit fat and wants to be look a bit older than my actual age. Coz darn me, I am sick of listening such words from everybody, when they call me "beta" and like that, yeah that's true it happens a lot of time when I saw some beautiful and pretty faces of around 25 to 30 and when they call me beta, arghhhhhhhhh, I can't tolerate this anymore. And when I ask my friends abt that "why the hack everybody treats me as I am a 15 or 16 year old kid? I mean pretty faces of 25, 26 shouldn't call me beta or something like that" everybody says that "boy u do have a childish look and u look more than a younger brother of these pretty faces of whom u are talking abt".

I can't handle that anymore, I wanna be fat and I wanna be look old and I want to be call as Dear, Suniye, Excuseme rather than Beta, Chunda, (or by my name). :( But thanks very much to the hot weather of Karachi it won't let me and keep helping me to be melt.

Adios.

Common Man!

Some many thousand years ago there was a guy named Che Hawwa Hawwa, he was not that much rich, but still he owned a very beautiful and sensitive heart and he was well known for his kindness, affection and love towards every other human being.

So the story came into existance right after when he saw a girl named Lady Garcia in some engagement party of his friend. Che Hawwa fell in love right after looking Lady Garcia, but Che Hawwa couldn't help himself coz he was just another common man and she was like a very rich girl.

So after that party Che Hawwa felt that he is in love with that girl, he sits besides sad beaches of sea and looks into the moon, tries to find her face in that moon, start counting stars but he couldn't found any way to get her, so slowly and gradually he thought to get rid of her killing thoughts and somehow he managed to forget her.

But one beautiful day by the help of a sudden co-incident Lady Garcia found Che at MSN. Che felt that he will die of happiness but he wouldn't, so the involvement between them started becoming better day by day and meetings by meetings. Che started feeling that now he can't live without her but again he knew that he is just a common man and she is a rich girl, so he thought that i am not ranjha who can get seduced by ppl niether Farhad who can dig her a lake of milk so kept quite.

On the other hand the thoughts and ambitions of Lady Garcia was so high so he asked him to leave her and choose another way, Che Hawwa got stun, suddenly a mountain of grieve fell upon him and he felt that something breakes somewhere inside him, Che's lips moved to say something but no voice came out from them, everything was in some kindda shock except his eyes, if Garcia even once tried to look into his eyes she would feel an angry protest and unlimited love in Che's eyes and she would never left him, but she didn't look into his eyes and left.