ive been working on this project for the last 3/4 months. uptill this day, an email from onsite meant a problem. before reading email, i used to pray that its a minor problem. but finally, today i got some emails without a problem! some extracts from the emails (offcourse, confidential info removed):
Just got an informal feedback... good work guys.
Salut to the team! 212 sessions with each login taking 1/4th of a second. They're now moving to a thousand...This optimization has really improved the performance greatly.... onsite team is really thanking all you guys... Brilliant work!
am feeling really great now, the onsite team is impressed finally, and i hear some good words from them finally!!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tou Aap Hain...
i went to SCB bank the other day to resolve some issues with my account. the young lady there asked for my name, and i gave her my card. her stressed face suddenly turned into a happy one, and she said in a state of extreme happiness: "acha tou aap hain Kashif Naseer jin k peechay mein itnay din say paagal hui hui thi". i was not expecting it at all, and all i could say was "g?".
she suddenly realised what she said, and told me that there was some problem with my documents. oh, i wish it was something else! she remained embarrased for the rest of the conversation, and i enjoyed the visit!
she suddenly realised what she said, and told me that there was some problem with my documents. oh, i wish it was something else! she remained embarrased for the rest of the conversation, and i enjoyed the visit!
Saturday 13 May, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
Position Vacant
A well-reputed and well-established household is looking for a self-motivated, energetic and confident female Java Developer with some good inter-personal communication and management skills.
education:
four-year BS (CS) degree from a well-reputed, HEC recognised university.
foreign qualification will be a plus.
diploma/ short courses in cooking/ makeup will be a plus.
experience:
fresh graduates will be preffered, candidates with maximun of two years experience can also apply however.
the candidate must posess some good java development skills. she should have good management skills.the candidate must have a reliable high-speed internet connection at home, and must possess a pentium4 laptop equipped with 17" TFT wide screen and intel HT processor.
limited transportation/gifts will be offered during probation period of initial three months. a life-time contract will be signed at the end of the probation period, if agreed upon.
job description:
the successful candidate will have to permanently shift with the employer. all the expenses/ transportation and man power required to move will be provided by the employer.the responsibilities will include developing and offering java to her boss atleast twice a day, and managing the household.
Package:
an attractive package including free lodging, clothing, dinning and transportation will be offered depending on the candidate's beauty and qualification.
interested candidates may send their resumes along with two latest photographs of the laptop at: kashif.naseer@gmail.com
the last date to apply is 31st july, 2006. the jury's decision will be final, and cannot be challenged in any court of law. the jury may accept or reject any application without disclosing the reasons.
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you must be wondering what made me write it... well, something funny happened a few days ago: the whole family was sitting in the yard, discussing marriages. my mother suddenly turned to me and said: "if you have someone in your mind, or if you want to choose your life partener, you have six months. bring that girl to me within six months, or never complain to me on whatever i choose for you." i wanted to share this thing with you, but not in the usual manner. and besides, i dont yet have anyone in my mind, and time is running out. so, i thought i should post an add here... who knows!! :D ;)
education:
four-year BS (CS) degree from a well-reputed, HEC recognised university.
foreign qualification will be a plus.
diploma/ short courses in cooking/ makeup will be a plus.
experience:
fresh graduates will be preffered, candidates with maximun of two years experience can also apply however.
the candidate must posess some good java development skills. she should have good management skills.the candidate must have a reliable high-speed internet connection at home, and must possess a pentium4 laptop equipped with 17" TFT wide screen and intel HT processor.
limited transportation/gifts will be offered during probation period of initial three months. a life-time contract will be signed at the end of the probation period, if agreed upon.
job description:
the successful candidate will have to permanently shift with the employer. all the expenses/ transportation and man power required to move will be provided by the employer.the responsibilities will include developing and offering java to her boss atleast twice a day, and managing the household.
Package:
an attractive package including free lodging, clothing, dinning and transportation will be offered depending on the candidate's beauty and qualification.
interested candidates may send their resumes along with two latest photographs of the laptop at: kashif.naseer@gmail.com
the last date to apply is 31st july, 2006. the jury's decision will be final, and cannot be challenged in any court of law. the jury may accept or reject any application without disclosing the reasons.
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you must be wondering what made me write it... well, something funny happened a few days ago: the whole family was sitting in the yard, discussing marriages. my mother suddenly turned to me and said: "if you have someone in your mind, or if you want to choose your life partener, you have six months. bring that girl to me within six months, or never complain to me on whatever i choose for you." i wanted to share this thing with you, but not in the usual manner. and besides, i dont yet have anyone in my mind, and time is running out. so, i thought i should post an add here... who knows!! :D ;)
Thursday, May 18, 2006
On Krak Head's Birthday
i always dedicate this "liberated" poem (can u tell me a better translation of azaad?) to my friends on their birthday. Krak Head might not appreciate it, but still...
ab k saal kuch aisa krna
apnay pichlay baarah maah k
dukh sukh ka andaza krna
bsri yaadain taaza krna
saada sa ik kaaghaz lay kr
bhoolay bsray pal likh laina
phir us beetay ik ik pal ka
apnay guzray ik ik kal ka
ik ik morr ehaata krna
saaray dost ekathay krna
saari subhain haazir rakhna
saari shaamain paas bulana
aur ilawa in k dekho
ik ik mosam dhiyaan mein rkhna
ik ik yaad gumaan mein rkhna
phir mohtaat qiyaas lgaana
gr tou khushiyaan barrh jaati hain
tou phir tum ko meri taraf say
aanay wala saal mubarak
aur agar gham barrh jaaen tou
mat bekaar takalluf krna
dekho phir tum aisa krna
meri khushiyaan tum lay lena
mujh ko apnay gham dey dena
ab k saal kuch aisa krna
oh, and by the way, its my silver jubily post! and coincidently, dedicated to Krak Head who inspired me to start blogging! (dont i give her too much credit of this "historical event"? why do i mention it in my every 7th/8th post?)
ab k saal kuch aisa krna
apnay pichlay baarah maah k
dukh sukh ka andaza krna
bsri yaadain taaza krna
saada sa ik kaaghaz lay kr
bhoolay bsray pal likh laina
phir us beetay ik ik pal ka
apnay guzray ik ik kal ka
ik ik morr ehaata krna
saaray dost ekathay krna
saari subhain haazir rakhna
saari shaamain paas bulana
aur ilawa in k dekho
ik ik mosam dhiyaan mein rkhna
ik ik yaad gumaan mein rkhna
phir mohtaat qiyaas lgaana
gr tou khushiyaan barrh jaati hain
tou phir tum ko meri taraf say
aanay wala saal mubarak
aur agar gham barrh jaaen tou
mat bekaar takalluf krna
dekho phir tum aisa krna
meri khushiyaan tum lay lena
mujh ko apnay gham dey dena
ab k saal kuch aisa krna
oh, and by the way, its my silver jubily post! and coincidently, dedicated to Krak Head who inspired me to start blogging! (dont i give her too much credit of this "historical event"? why do i mention it in my every 7th/8th post?)
Dieing Friendships...
life has to change i know. but why cannot i continue life without losing my dear ones? why cannot friends always remain friends? why is it that whenever i get a new friend, i lose an old one? WHY? i can see some emerging friends like aisha, sameer, sumera and mubashir, but why do i have to see off kanwal, saqib, mushtaq and waqas? WHY?
i know, to get something, u have to lose something. but WHY?
this is not fair! i want new friends, but not at the cost of old ones! why my job has swallowed my friendships? am i paid to lose my friends? why is it that talking to my friends used to make me fresh, but talking to the same person caueses nostalgia now? i tried not to talk to my old friends, but it didnt help either. i'm stuck, like someone said:
woh na aaeen tou hoti hai khalish si dil mein
woh jo aaeen tou khalish aur jwaan hoti hai
i talked to an old friend of mine after a long long ago. we used to talk almost daily. we used to call each other without watching the time. we used to talk and talk and talk. night would turn into dawn, and noon would turn into night... time would run out, but not our discussions, and not our interest. but today when i called my friend, the "conversation" went somewhat like:
hi
hi
hows life?
nothing, just usual routine
whats on ur side?
just nothing yar
so?
[sigh]
[a looong pause, both of us trying to figure out what to say]
so, anything new?
yaaaar mmmmmmm bus nothing
[another loooong pause, both of us saying alot without saying a word]
[sigh]
so, whats up?
[sigh]
just nothing yar [sigh]
[sigh]
[another long pause]
[we both know that there is nothing left to talk, but still eager to make a conversation]
[sigh]
remember how much we used to talk?
[sigh] yes, good old times yar, really miss that.
[we both are attacked by nostalgia, both lost in our memories]
[after another long pause, we decide to end the conversation]
ok yar, meet u sometime later
ok bye
the line is disconnected, and i feel like crying. feel like losing some parts of myself.
met another good old friend last week. will tell u about him (infact them) sometime later, but again, meeting him after six long years could not get any further than "where were u, from where u graduated, what r u doing these days" etc.
i really dont want to lose my friends. i just dont want it, not at any cost! but what can i do?
jin ka hr ik lfz mujhay yad tha pani ki tarha
yad thay mujh ko jo paigham e zubani ki tarha
mujh ko pyaray thay jo unmol nishani ki tarha
kiun guzar gae woh sab drya ki rwani ki tarha
bhool gya mein unhain purani kahani ki tarha
[the first three lines above are from a famous ghazal sung by jagjit, i added the last two.]
i know, to get something, u have to lose something. but WHY?
this is not fair! i want new friends, but not at the cost of old ones! why my job has swallowed my friendships? am i paid to lose my friends? why is it that talking to my friends used to make me fresh, but talking to the same person caueses nostalgia now? i tried not to talk to my old friends, but it didnt help either. i'm stuck, like someone said:
woh na aaeen tou hoti hai khalish si dil mein
woh jo aaeen tou khalish aur jwaan hoti hai
i talked to an old friend of mine after a long long ago. we used to talk almost daily. we used to call each other without watching the time. we used to talk and talk and talk. night would turn into dawn, and noon would turn into night... time would run out, but not our discussions, and not our interest. but today when i called my friend, the "conversation" went somewhat like:
hi
hi
hows life?
nothing, just usual routine
whats on ur side?
just nothing yar
so?
[sigh]
[a looong pause, both of us trying to figure out what to say]
so, anything new?
yaaaar mmmmmmm bus nothing
[another loooong pause, both of us saying alot without saying a word]
[sigh]
so, whats up?
[sigh]
just nothing yar [sigh]
[sigh]
[another long pause]
[we both know that there is nothing left to talk, but still eager to make a conversation]
[sigh]
remember how much we used to talk?
[sigh] yes, good old times yar, really miss that.
[we both are attacked by nostalgia, both lost in our memories]
[after another long pause, we decide to end the conversation]
ok yar, meet u sometime later
ok bye
the line is disconnected, and i feel like crying. feel like losing some parts of myself.
met another good old friend last week. will tell u about him (infact them) sometime later, but again, meeting him after six long years could not get any further than "where were u, from where u graduated, what r u doing these days" etc.
i really dont want to lose my friends. i just dont want it, not at any cost! but what can i do?
jin ka hr ik lfz mujhay yad tha pani ki tarha
yad thay mujh ko jo paigham e zubani ki tarha
mujh ko pyaray thay jo unmol nishani ki tarha
kiun guzar gae woh sab drya ki rwani ki tarha
bhool gya mein unhain purani kahani ki tarha
[the first three lines above are from a famous ghazal sung by jagjit, i added the last two.]
Thursday, May 11, 2006
The Maiden Century!!
Hey, i just noticed, my profile views counter has entered into three figures! its at 115 right now, and i am gaining fast on Sameer who is at 133 right now!! seems like my readers like my stupidity!!
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Direct From the BED...
Kashooooooooooo wakeup!! i heard my sister's voice from somewhere far away, but still it was near enough to wake me up. i stepped out of the bed without opening my eyes, came out of the room, and into the driving seat of the car parked right in front of my room. my hand found the key plugged into the ignition switch, and twisted it to start the car. allowing some time for the engine to get warmed up, i rubbed my eyes open, and adjusted to the light. the gate was already open, and soon i was on my way to drop her to the bus stop.
it has become my routine for quite some time now. every morning, i jump out of the bed, and into the driving seat in as few steps as possible. she opens my room door for me, opens the car door, puts the key in the ignition, opens the gates, and then shouts to wake me up!!. the exercise is planned in such a way that she reaches at the stop exactly when the bus arrives. so, once in a while when i yawn a bit extra while driving, we miss the bus. and then i forget my drowsiness, step on the paddle, and become a hero of The Fast and the furious to catch the bus.
the bus stop is just a bit more than a kilometer away, and it doesnt take me more than ten minutes to get back home. but today, i had planned to withdraw some money from the SCB ATM Machine in I-8, another kilometer away from the stop. i had just started the car after getting the money when i realized that the gas was about to finish. considering that my brother has to take this car to his office in an hour or so, i decided to give him a favour by getting the gas filled up. i turned the car towards the shell gas station which is just about hundred meters away from the ATM machine. while the gas was being filled into my car, i noticed another car beside me whose driver seemed to have jumped into the driving seat directly from his bed. "i'm not alone" i thought!!
the real story starts when i was driving out of the gas station. i noticed a greenish grey alto parked at a distance from the gas dispensers. as soon as my car moved from the dispenser, that alto started to move towards the dispenser. the james bond inside me woke up. the questions that bond brought along were:
why the car was parked at distance when there were idle gas dispensers?
why the car started moving exactly when i left the gas dispenser?
my 007 alarmed that something was wrong. i decide to use the "in" passage to go out, enabiling myself to move toward that suspicious car. getting near to that alto, i saw a lady on the driving seat. that was encouraging, atleast i was not in trouble!! her overall appearance seemed familiar, but i couldnt relate it to anyone in particular. i had a feeling that i have seen her before, maybe a long ago when she was young. the alto was moving towards the gas dispenser. and just when it crossed me, the lady fixed her dupatta nervously. and this act reminded me who she was... she was a colleague of mine!! i mean she IS a colleague of mine!! she has a special and very different style of fixing her dupatta... it didnt take me long to understand why i was not able to recognize her, why she looked older than she normally seems, and why was she avoiding me... she, too, had come directly from bed, and had not applied any makeup!!!
it has become my routine for quite some time now. every morning, i jump out of the bed, and into the driving seat in as few steps as possible. she opens my room door for me, opens the car door, puts the key in the ignition, opens the gates, and then shouts to wake me up!!. the exercise is planned in such a way that she reaches at the stop exactly when the bus arrives. so, once in a while when i yawn a bit extra while driving, we miss the bus. and then i forget my drowsiness, step on the paddle, and become a hero of The Fast and the furious to catch the bus.
the bus stop is just a bit more than a kilometer away, and it doesnt take me more than ten minutes to get back home. but today, i had planned to withdraw some money from the SCB ATM Machine in I-8, another kilometer away from the stop. i had just started the car after getting the money when i realized that the gas was about to finish. considering that my brother has to take this car to his office in an hour or so, i decided to give him a favour by getting the gas filled up. i turned the car towards the shell gas station which is just about hundred meters away from the ATM machine. while the gas was being filled into my car, i noticed another car beside me whose driver seemed to have jumped into the driving seat directly from his bed. "i'm not alone" i thought!!
the real story starts when i was driving out of the gas station. i noticed a greenish grey alto parked at a distance from the gas dispensers. as soon as my car moved from the dispenser, that alto started to move towards the dispenser. the james bond inside me woke up. the questions that bond brought along were:
why the car was parked at distance when there were idle gas dispensers?
why the car started moving exactly when i left the gas dispenser?
my 007 alarmed that something was wrong. i decide to use the "in" passage to go out, enabiling myself to move toward that suspicious car. getting near to that alto, i saw a lady on the driving seat. that was encouraging, atleast i was not in trouble!! her overall appearance seemed familiar, but i couldnt relate it to anyone in particular. i had a feeling that i have seen her before, maybe a long ago when she was young. the alto was moving towards the gas dispenser. and just when it crossed me, the lady fixed her dupatta nervously. and this act reminded me who she was... she was a colleague of mine!! i mean she IS a colleague of mine!! she has a special and very different style of fixing her dupatta... it didnt take me long to understand why i was not able to recognize her, why she looked older than she normally seems, and why was she avoiding me... she, too, had come directly from bed, and had not applied any makeup!!!
Thursday 4th May, 2006
Friday, May 05, 2006
VIP Killers
i got it through a forwarded email. this VIP movement is causring serious problems for citizens. i was once stuck because of this for an hour just one kilometer away from my home.
THE route seems longer than ever. She's in severe pain that starts from her abdomen and makes her entire body shiver. She desperately wants medical attention, but is trapped in a flood of vehicles. Her father looks at her helplessly; her brother anxiously searches for an exit. Her mother rubs her cold hand when she realizes that she's unconscious. Now she can vaguely hear sirens of the VVIP fleet passing from a distance. The ruptured appendix in her slim body is causing excruciating pain. She breathes her last in the back seat of a cab, without receiving any medical attention.
The girl referred to is Zill-e-Huma — a young, promising and polite M.A. Previous student of the Mass communication Department at the University of Karachi. She died on March 29, 2006, on her way to the Jinnah hospital after being stranded in a traffic jam caused by VVIP movement in the city because of a series of Expo exhibitions."Sorry, she's no more. Had she been brought a little earlier, her life could have been saved," doctors at the emergency department of the JPMC consoled her shocked family.
Huma was a popular student. Her friends are still in shock. She was a position-holder throughout her academic career. Her letters were frequently published in newspapers, and her news reports were appreciated for their accuracy and newsworthiness in her class. The day Huma passed away, she attended her classes till noon, worked on a group assignment, shared jokes with her classmates, promised her friend a belated birthday gift and even had a photograph taken with her close friends. Huma had been going through minor abdominal pains for a few days and was taking painkillers for relief. Doctors at a nearby hospital advised her family to rush her to the Jinnah hospital when she complained of severe pain on Wednesday afternoon after returning from the university. Her friends allege that she did not die from appendix rupture, but lost her life because of VVIP protocol that deprived her of immediate medical assistance, one of the basic rights of every citizen.
Huma's was not the first death caused by traffic jam during VIP movement. According to newspaper reports, five people died on their way to the National Institute of Cardio-Vascular Diseases in Karachi on Jan 7, 2006 when the vehicles carrying them got stuck in a traffic jam. "Only from Jan 1 to Jan 7 this year, 20 heart patients died on their way to the NICVD because of prolonged traffic jams," NICVD sources said.
In this regard, the Pakistan Medical Association also issued a press release according to which patients suffering from heart attack, severe abdominal pain, bleeding disorders, small children with foreign body bronchus, gynae and obstetric emergency problems, and trauma face hard times in reaching hospitals because of clogged traffic, particularly while the VIPs move around.
Despite frequent media coverage and public concern, the authorities have turned a blind eye to the issue. In all civilized societies, ambulances and fire engines have the first right to move ahead and no matter who's on theroad, traffic in one or two lanes keeps on moving to ensure the timely arrival of patients in hospitals. On the contrary, when the VIPs bless our cities with their generous presence, all roads and routes are blocked for hours in the name of security. With inauguration of the Expo centre in the heart of the city, organising regular exhibitions has intensified citizens' problems. Traffic jams on the University Road, Karsaz, Jail Road, Shahra-i-Faisal and other adjacent routes have become a routine thing during these exhibitions.
Reaching home, workplace and educational institution on time seems impossible for anyone faced with dense traffic, broken roads and confused traffic police. In these circumstances, the entire city gets paralysed for hours with road closures if God forbid any one of our leaders decides to appear in public.
Our government may have been able to promote its exports by $18 billion or more through these recent exhibitions, but is it a fair deal at the expense of precious lives? Do the authorities realise how suffocated and alienated Karachiites feel when they are denied to approach the Fatima Jinnah Road and the Abdullah Haroon Road in their own city for the sake of foreign delegates' security? What about the security of the common man?
Can't our leaders shift the Expo centre and foreign consulates to less crowded areas of the city, or perhaps out of the city? Can't they use helicopters and long flyovers from the airport to suitable points rather than paralysing city life? Are they least bothered to understand the resentment and agony of the people who are made to miss their trains, flights, classes, appointments, interviews and loved ones? Are we, the people, so worthless that we should die on roads while our leaders roam around in their bulletproof cars?
Who's responsible for these 21 cold-blooded murders on congested roads?
further links:
http://www.paktribune.com/news/index.php?id=141422
http://www.jang.com.pk/thenews/apr2006-daily/07-04-2006/oped/newspost.htm
http://67.59.144.177/daily_detail.asp?id=3047
http://www.dawn.com/weekly/dmag/dmag2.htm
THE route seems longer than ever. She's in severe pain that starts from her abdomen and makes her entire body shiver. She desperately wants medical attention, but is trapped in a flood of vehicles. Her father looks at her helplessly; her brother anxiously searches for an exit. Her mother rubs her cold hand when she realizes that she's unconscious. Now she can vaguely hear sirens of the VVIP fleet passing from a distance. The ruptured appendix in her slim body is causing excruciating pain. She breathes her last in the back seat of a cab, without receiving any medical attention.
The girl referred to is Zill-e-Huma — a young, promising and polite M.A. Previous student of the Mass communication Department at the University of Karachi. She died on March 29, 2006, on her way to the Jinnah hospital after being stranded in a traffic jam caused by VVIP movement in the city because of a series of Expo exhibitions."Sorry, she's no more. Had she been brought a little earlier, her life could have been saved," doctors at the emergency department of the JPMC consoled her shocked family.
Huma was a popular student. Her friends are still in shock. She was a position-holder throughout her academic career. Her letters were frequently published in newspapers, and her news reports were appreciated for their accuracy and newsworthiness in her class. The day Huma passed away, she attended her classes till noon, worked on a group assignment, shared jokes with her classmates, promised her friend a belated birthday gift and even had a photograph taken with her close friends. Huma had been going through minor abdominal pains for a few days and was taking painkillers for relief. Doctors at a nearby hospital advised her family to rush her to the Jinnah hospital when she complained of severe pain on Wednesday afternoon after returning from the university. Her friends allege that she did not die from appendix rupture, but lost her life because of VVIP protocol that deprived her of immediate medical assistance, one of the basic rights of every citizen.
Huma's was not the first death caused by traffic jam during VIP movement. According to newspaper reports, five people died on their way to the National Institute of Cardio-Vascular Diseases in Karachi on Jan 7, 2006 when the vehicles carrying them got stuck in a traffic jam. "Only from Jan 1 to Jan 7 this year, 20 heart patients died on their way to the NICVD because of prolonged traffic jams," NICVD sources said.
In this regard, the Pakistan Medical Association also issued a press release according to which patients suffering from heart attack, severe abdominal pain, bleeding disorders, small children with foreign body bronchus, gynae and obstetric emergency problems, and trauma face hard times in reaching hospitals because of clogged traffic, particularly while the VIPs move around.
Despite frequent media coverage and public concern, the authorities have turned a blind eye to the issue. In all civilized societies, ambulances and fire engines have the first right to move ahead and no matter who's on theroad, traffic in one or two lanes keeps on moving to ensure the timely arrival of patients in hospitals. On the contrary, when the VIPs bless our cities with their generous presence, all roads and routes are blocked for hours in the name of security. With inauguration of the Expo centre in the heart of the city, organising regular exhibitions has intensified citizens' problems. Traffic jams on the University Road, Karsaz, Jail Road, Shahra-i-Faisal and other adjacent routes have become a routine thing during these exhibitions.
Reaching home, workplace and educational institution on time seems impossible for anyone faced with dense traffic, broken roads and confused traffic police. In these circumstances, the entire city gets paralysed for hours with road closures if God forbid any one of our leaders decides to appear in public.
Our government may have been able to promote its exports by $18 billion or more through these recent exhibitions, but is it a fair deal at the expense of precious lives? Do the authorities realise how suffocated and alienated Karachiites feel when they are denied to approach the Fatima Jinnah Road and the Abdullah Haroon Road in their own city for the sake of foreign delegates' security? What about the security of the common man?
Can't our leaders shift the Expo centre and foreign consulates to less crowded areas of the city, or perhaps out of the city? Can't they use helicopters and long flyovers from the airport to suitable points rather than paralysing city life? Are they least bothered to understand the resentment and agony of the people who are made to miss their trains, flights, classes, appointments, interviews and loved ones? Are we, the people, so worthless that we should die on roads while our leaders roam around in their bulletproof cars?
Who's responsible for these 21 cold-blooded murders on congested roads?
further links:
http://www.paktribune.com/news/index.php?id=141422
http://www.jang.com.pk/thenews/apr2006-daily/07-04-2006/oped/newspost.htm
http://67.59.144.177/daily_detail.asp?id=3047
http://www.dawn.com/weekly/dmag/dmag2.htm
The list goes on...
Have You?
Here's a list of things passed on from many bloggers. Copy it and put the things you've done in bold and add another thing at the end. By the way, I have scrutinized the list, it had become too long!!!
1. Swam with dolphins
2. Hugged a tree
3. Climbed a mountain
4. Been inside the Great Pyramid
5. Rode a boat
6. Saw a human being die.
7. Been stuck in a lift.
8. Chatted all night long.
9. Bungee jumped.
10. Watched a lightning storm at sea
11. Stayed up all night long, and watched the sunrise
12. Lost your Best Friend for reasons of death
13. Gone to a huge sports game
14. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
15. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
16. Fallen in love over the internet
17. Slept under the stars
18. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
19. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
20. Watched a meteor shower
21. Built your own PC from parts
22. Given more than you can afford to charity
23. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
24. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
25. Changed your name
26. Had a booth at a street fair
27. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
28. Gotten someone fired for his or her actions
29. Gone back to school (ok, yeah if visiting counts...)
30. Parasailed
31. Had a snowball fight
32. Had a food fight (food be much delicious and powerful commodity to waste)
33. Enacted a favorite fantasy
34. Had two hard drives for your computer
35. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
36. Shouted as loudly as you possibly can
37. Taken an ice cold bath/shower
38. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
39. Seen a total eclipse
40. Ridden a roller coaster
41. Ridden a horse
42. Had major surgery
43. Loved your job for all accounts
44. Had a snake as a pet
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
48. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
49. Visited all 7 continents
50. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
51. Had amazing friends
52. Had your picture/name in the newspaper
53. Watched wild whales
54. Stolen a sign
55. Milked a cow
56. Midnight walk on the beach
57. Sky diving
58. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
59. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
60. Bench-pressed your own weight
61. Alphabetized your records
62. Pretended to be a superhero
63. Sung karaoke
64. Lounged around in bed all day
65. Scuba diving
66. Played in the mud
67. Played in the rain
68. Gone to a drive-in theatre
69. Said 'I love you' and meant it
70. Visited the Great Wall of China
71. Discovered that someone who's not supposed to know about your blog has discovered your blog
72. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
73. Started a business
74. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
75. Toured ancient sites
76. Taken a martial arts class
77. Sword fought for the honor of a woman.
78. Gotten married
79. Been in a movie
80. Crashed a party
81. Loved someone you shouldn't have
82. Gotten divorced
83. Gone without food for a whole day
84. Spent an extreme winter night under open sky.
85. Made cookies from scratch
86. Won first prize in a costume contest
87. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
88. Ridden a gondola in Venice
89. Been on television news programs as an "expert"
90. Got flowers for no reason
91. Performed on stage
92. Eaten shark
93. Bought a house
94. Been in a combat zone
95. Been on a cruise ship
96. Spoken more than one language fluently
97. Performed in Rocky Horror
98. Read - and understood - your credit report
99. Raised children
100. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy
101. Gone out of your way to help someone.
102. Created and named your own constellation of stars
103. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
104. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
105. Packed up and moved to another city to just start over
106. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking
107. Had plastic surgery
108. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived
109. Wrote articles for a large publication
110. Lost over 100 pounds
111. Held someone while they were having a flashback
112. Piloted an airplane
113. Broken someone's heart
114. Been fired or laid off from a job
115. Won money on a T.V. game show
116. Really really wanted to kill someone
117. Broken a bone
118. Gone on an African photo safari
119. Ridden a motorcycle
120. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of 100MPH or faster?
121. Fired a rifle, shotgun or pistol
122. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
123. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
124. Petted a cockroach
125. Selected one "important" author whom you missed in school, and read him/ her
126. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment need them
127. Taught yourself an art from scratch (tried to anyway)
128. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
129. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
130. Skipped all your school reunions
131. Changed a light bulb.
132. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
133. Written your own computer language
134. Written your own computer program.
135. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream
136. Dyed your hair
137. Sung in a Barbers' Shop Quartet
138. Be able to relate to every song that you ever listen.
139. Had someone close to you hurt you so bad, SO bad....
140. Left smoking, only because someone you love said so.
141. Cried on death of a person you met just 2/3 times.
142. Tried to write with both hands.
143. Been to Northern Areas of Pakistan.
P.S.
now that u've read it, u MUST also post it to ur own blog. because if u dont, u will die within next 48 hours. its NOT a joke. one of my friends did not pass it on, and he died. i saw him in my dream afterwards, and he instructed me to post it on my blog. if u dont believe me, call him at 041-420-9211, and check for urself!!! :D
Here's a list of things passed on from many bloggers. Copy it and put the things you've done in bold and add another thing at the end. By the way, I have scrutinized the list, it had become too long!!!
1. Swam with dolphins
2. Hugged a tree
3. Climbed a mountain
4. Been inside the Great Pyramid
5. Rode a boat
6. Saw a human being die.
7. Been stuck in a lift.
8. Chatted all night long.
9. Bungee jumped.
10. Watched a lightning storm at sea
11. Stayed up all night long, and watched the sunrise
12. Lost your Best Friend for reasons of death
13. Gone to a huge sports game
14. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
15. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
16. Fallen in love over the internet
17. Slept under the stars
18. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
19. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
20. Watched a meteor shower
21. Built your own PC from parts
22. Given more than you can afford to charity
23. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
24. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
25. Changed your name
26. Had a booth at a street fair
27. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
28. Gotten someone fired for his or her actions
29. Gone back to school (ok, yeah if visiting counts...)
30. Parasailed
31. Had a snowball fight
32. Had a food fight (food be much delicious and powerful commodity to waste)
33. Enacted a favorite fantasy
34. Had two hard drives for your computer
35. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
36. Shouted as loudly as you possibly can
37. Taken an ice cold bath/shower
38. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
39. Seen a total eclipse
40. Ridden a roller coaster
41. Ridden a horse
42. Had major surgery
43. Loved your job for all accounts
44. Had a snake as a pet
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
48. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
49. Visited all 7 continents
50. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
51. Had amazing friends
52. Had your picture/name in the newspaper
53. Watched wild whales
54. Stolen a sign
55. Milked a cow
56. Midnight walk on the beach
57. Sky diving
58. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
59. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
60. Bench-pressed your own weight
61. Alphabetized your records
62. Pretended to be a superhero
63. Sung karaoke
64. Lounged around in bed all day
65. Scuba diving
66. Played in the mud
67. Played in the rain
68. Gone to a drive-in theatre
69. Said 'I love you' and meant it
70. Visited the Great Wall of China
71. Discovered that someone who's not supposed to know about your blog has discovered your blog
72. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
73. Started a business
74. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
75. Toured ancient sites
76. Taken a martial arts class
77. Sword fought for the honor of a woman.
78. Gotten married
79. Been in a movie
80. Crashed a party
81. Loved someone you shouldn't have
82. Gotten divorced
83. Gone without food for a whole day
84. Spent an extreme winter night under open sky.
85. Made cookies from scratch
86. Won first prize in a costume contest
87. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
88. Ridden a gondola in Venice
89. Been on television news programs as an "expert"
90. Got flowers for no reason
91. Performed on stage
92. Eaten shark
93. Bought a house
94. Been in a combat zone
95. Been on a cruise ship
96. Spoken more than one language fluently
97. Performed in Rocky Horror
98. Read - and understood - your credit report
99. Raised children
100. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy
101. Gone out of your way to help someone.
102. Created and named your own constellation of stars
103. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
104. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
105. Packed up and moved to another city to just start over
106. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking
107. Had plastic surgery
108. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived
109. Wrote articles for a large publication
110. Lost over 100 pounds
111. Held someone while they were having a flashback
112. Piloted an airplane
113. Broken someone's heart
114. Been fired or laid off from a job
115. Won money on a T.V. game show
116. Really really wanted to kill someone
117. Broken a bone
118. Gone on an African photo safari
119. Ridden a motorcycle
120. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of 100MPH or faster?
121. Fired a rifle, shotgun or pistol
122. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
123. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
124. Petted a cockroach
125. Selected one "important" author whom you missed in school, and read him/ her
126. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment need them
127. Taught yourself an art from scratch (tried to anyway)
128. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
129. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
130. Skipped all your school reunions
131. Changed a light bulb.
132. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
133. Written your own computer language
134. Written your own computer program.
135. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream
136. Dyed your hair
137. Sung in a Barbers' Shop Quartet
138. Be able to relate to every song that you ever listen.
139. Had someone close to you hurt you so bad, SO bad....
140. Left smoking, only because someone you love said so.
141. Cried on death of a person you met just 2/3 times.
142. Tried to write with both hands.
143. Been to Northern Areas of Pakistan.
P.S.
now that u've read it, u MUST also post it to ur own blog. because if u dont, u will die within next 48 hours. its NOT a joke. one of my friends did not pass it on, and he died. i saw him in my dream afterwards, and he instructed me to post it on my blog. if u dont believe me, call him at 041-420-9211, and check for urself!!! :D
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Iqbal - The great Philospher, Poet and Visionary
i was enjoying my favourite pastime - just switching the channels - when i came across TheMusic. some street show was on air and the host was wandering the streets with a "complex" question of "who is the author of kulyaat e iqbal?". i just laughed at the simplicity and triviality of the question, and remembered a blond joke:
a blonde asked someone: "if u tell me whats in this basket, u'll get all the eggs in it. and if u tell the number of eggs in the basket, then all of the twelve eggs will be yours"
and that someone, who happened to be a blonde too, replied after pondering over the question: "give me some hint please!!"
anyways, i was about to switch the channel when someone answered "ghalib", and i stopped. the screen flashed and another person replied "Ahmad Faraz". the screen kept flashing, and kept astonishing me. many asked in reply that what is kulyaat e iqbal. i just sat there, with my eyes transfixed on the TV screen and my jaws wide open. i could not believe it. PAKISTANIs did not know what is kulyaat e iqbal?? PAKISTANIs did not know who is the author of kulyaat e iqbal?? answering the question needed just a bit of common sense, and just slighetest of the knowledge of Pakistan's history. what happened to this nation?? how easily we forgot the conceiver of the whole idea of Pakistan?? what we've been teaching in schools?? i remember in my times, Iqbal was an essential part of every class from first to 12th. then what happened?? was the syllabus changed in order to "align it with modern needs"? or is it because of foreign educational systems?? if today they dont know what is kulyaat e Iqbal, tomorrow they wont even know who is Iqbal!! this is depressing i must say! had Iqbal been alive to see this day, he must've died watching that program!!
we MUST NOT forget the people who gave us this country. we MUST NOT forget our ancestors, for following their teachings can lead us to honor. and surely enough, its the ignorance of their teachings which has lead us to see this day. Iqbal said:
meray kaa'bay ko jabeenoon say sjaaya kis nay??
meray qur'aan ko seenay say lgaaya kis nay??
no e insaan ko ghulaami say churraya kis nay??
thay tou aaba woh tumhaaray hee magar tum kia ho??
haath per haath dhray muntazir e frda ho
a blonde asked someone: "if u tell me whats in this basket, u'll get all the eggs in it. and if u tell the number of eggs in the basket, then all of the twelve eggs will be yours"
and that someone, who happened to be a blonde too, replied after pondering over the question: "give me some hint please!!"
anyways, i was about to switch the channel when someone answered "ghalib", and i stopped. the screen flashed and another person replied "Ahmad Faraz". the screen kept flashing, and kept astonishing me. many asked in reply that what is kulyaat e iqbal. i just sat there, with my eyes transfixed on the TV screen and my jaws wide open. i could not believe it. PAKISTANIs did not know what is kulyaat e iqbal?? PAKISTANIs did not know who is the author of kulyaat e iqbal?? answering the question needed just a bit of common sense, and just slighetest of the knowledge of Pakistan's history. what happened to this nation?? how easily we forgot the conceiver of the whole idea of Pakistan?? what we've been teaching in schools?? i remember in my times, Iqbal was an essential part of every class from first to 12th. then what happened?? was the syllabus changed in order to "align it with modern needs"? or is it because of foreign educational systems?? if today they dont know what is kulyaat e Iqbal, tomorrow they wont even know who is Iqbal!! this is depressing i must say! had Iqbal been alive to see this day, he must've died watching that program!!
we MUST NOT forget the people who gave us this country. we MUST NOT forget our ancestors, for following their teachings can lead us to honor. and surely enough, its the ignorance of their teachings which has lead us to see this day. Iqbal said:
meray kaa'bay ko jabeenoon say sjaaya kis nay??
meray qur'aan ko seenay say lgaaya kis nay??
no e insaan ko ghulaami say churraya kis nay??
thay tou aaba woh tumhaaray hee magar tum kia ho??
haath per haath dhray muntazir e frda ho
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