Strangeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

It was a bright sunny and humid afternoon of an ordinary day just like any other. I was lounging on the sofa , flicking through the idiot box in the vain search of catching some worthwhile to watch. Giving up the futile search, i stretched and yawned and pressed shuffle to set my brain on to the Daydreaming/Random Thoughts- Energy Saving mode. Couple of minutes passed and my lazy neurons finally caught a signel which told me k k ...itna dinno sa light nai ja rahi ....strangeeeee haina... Being in random thoughts mode, i had to test this hypothesis and look for reasons that substantiated the discovery and so i thought and thought but alas my nuerons wer'nt lucky anymore and concluded what the heck! just be thankful for what u have kahin nazar na lag gai and so i pressed the shuffle once again and set it on the Nap mode and drifted off.

I'm Jinxed....

Oh no no, not really, May Allah protect me from all evil,but when it comes to computers...like hell i am!!!

See, the thing is that everytime our computer crashes ....its because of me. We got our first computer when i was in, i guess grade 7th and since then every single time its been out of order, the credit has always found its way back to me.

And before any of you think that i take some sort of weird pleasure in blowing the machine off..i don't okay, i seriously don't. Instead i dont even have any freakin idea about what i do wrong to make it crash. I mean ok ok! i accept that i'm not much of a computer guru but then i'm not a complete dork either who does not know how to switch it on, work on the microsoft word, powerpoint,surf the net etc and shut it down properly but everytime the windows have been corrupted; the last person to use it had been me..who else?

I dont know what is wrong with me. In these summer vacations alone i have managed to crash it THREE times, the first time something went wrong with the internet connection. The next time was when i switched it one one bright sunny afternoon, the damned CPU did'nt work and now i have managed to do something to the Monitor!! bravo bravo bravo... sigh... so you see why i cant help thinking if i'm jinxed.... lets just pray that now when i switch this thing off after hitting the publish button, it does get switched on when someone tries to use it the next time or my brother will kill me.. not that he did'nt try this time..

A Letter

This piece came out in the Jang Sunday Magzine, a local urdu newspaper.

Its basically a letter by a mother for Bilawal Bhutto and its too good. It puts in words what this nation is going through quite literally and points out a finger towards the attitude of our so called politicians. It might never reach the one it was meant for but i just thought its worth reading, it comes straight from heart, if u ask me it should be read in the 9:00 news so that our leaders can hear where things stand in reality..... so i have posted the link... its quite long actually, at first i had planned to translate it but that would take too much time since i'll have to sit with an urdu-to-english translation dictionary.. so heres the links,do read it!!!!

http://www.jang.net/jang_mag/detail_article.asp?id=7362

Lucky We Are

Its been a boring summer so far, oh and not to forget a really scorching one too but the temperatures have dropped a degree or so and monsoon is here so its gonna be all good now. But this post is not about the heat...

I read these two books " A Tale of Two Cities " by Charles Dickens and "Zoya" by Danielle Steel. Now both these book were set at the time of Revolutions. A Tale of Two Cities takes place during the French Revolution and Zoya is set during the Russian Revolution and are basically good reads especially the first one. The books paint a very grim and sad picture of Revolutions, bloodshed, loss, mindless voilence etc etc and this got me thinking that how lucky we actually are.

Im sure all of us have heard that " ya mulk bari kurbaniyoon ka baad hasil howa ha" ( we got this country after a lot a sacrifices) and i never realized how true that was until now. Seriously we are so damn lucky to have gotten our homeland on golden platter, we didnt have to fight for it, we didnt lose our homes, our families, our loved ones, we didnt see our homes being destroyed infront of our eyes, our lives being torn apart.. man Lucky we really are!!!

The Smug Princess

Mum is out of town, so the responsibility of carrying out chores, falls on my fragile shoulders. Now usually, i do not help around that much.. if you ask me, i most surely do!! but it goes a bit unnoticed as i am oh- so- lazy.. so obviously, you guys can imagine my smug expressions and my happiness for doing everything that i was asked to do.

Its lunch time and I'm busy making the salad. I take out a cucumber from the fridge , wash it and am half way through peeling it when i realize that probably its rotten, its all white n not the usual light green n i don't see any seeds either. Its better to get a second opinion, so i show it to ma brothers who say, "yup its not right so throw it away."
During the lunch time..

elder bro: yaar koi kheera nai ha? ( isn't there any cucumber left)

me: hain tuo shai lakin saree kharab hain. ( there are, but all of them are rotten)

elder bro: achaa (ok)

me : yup (i go into the kitchen and bring back the bag containing all the cucumbers) see ..

younger bro{ finally lifts his lazy head from his plate, goes into a momentary shocks, gives me a peculiar smile and exclaims in a laughter- tinged voice}: mere akalmand behn ya sub kheera nahin hain ya torian hain!!! (ma genius sister these are not cucumbers, these are "torian"... i don't know the English word for it but its a very common vegetable belonging to the pumpkin family)

the laughter- tinged voice turns into very loud howls of laughter with my elder bro and me also joining in.. so much so for all the smugness and happiness..

p.s:in case you wanted to know, we did manage to have some cucumbers.. well i couldn't find them but kudos to my younger bro who did manage to fish one from the depths of the deep freezer.

Freeze It Right There!

This thing called time is going just too fast man!!

I mean it just seems like yesterday that i was in school n we had the time of our lives.. high school, God n miss my Alevels n i hated it when i started college , 4 years seemed like so long, eternity... but i have just freakin realized that more than half of it is just gone, went, flown by...

Dunno if its just me, i guess its just me but i feel so old, so grown up!!! i miss my childhood, many of ma friends are already married and two are even a moms!!

For the love of GOD, i hate growing up, hate the idea that so many of us grew up together, spent so many years of our lives together, lead the same kind of life, shared the bad times, good times, worries, lame jokes, laughter and suddenly it all ends. Suddenly, lives change!!! people go threir seperate ways, on different paths, on different journeys..

College n school reminds me of fireworks, you light one and a ray of light goes up in to the sky, higher and higher and then Boom, all of it seperates and different coloured lights are seen going away from a center point in all 360 degree directions.... and this makes me very sad!!

So why does time move so fast especially when you dont want it to???? Can somebody just freeze it right there, no dont freeze it but put it in a slower mode!!!

Guess If You Can!!

oh im there,
n im here too,
im always with you everywhere,
i sing lullaby to you when you cant sleep,
n you wake up thinking of me in the morning,
then neither do i ever let you out of my sight during the day,
such is my love for you,
that you might hate me,
but im always there with you!!!!

Guess who i am???
oh come on, it aint that hard, ya put on that thinking cap..chuhhh put a brick on it too if you cant guess!!!! bad bad very very bad, ok times up pal..breaks ma heart, oh im having a heart attack call the ambulance someone plzzzzzzzz..... deep breaths, sighs..... come here bring your ears near you blokehead....deep breath n coughs...this is confidential....im..im ..im a MOSQUITO.... n dies.

oh yes, darn!! how could i forget when you are right infront of ma eyes even now n im repeatedly scratching ma right foot you, thanks to you pal!!!

ya can some one plz tell me how to get some blessed minutes of privacy from ma ever present little friend for all the sprays coils mats seemed to have stop workin!!!