when ur on ur own….

the only one worth relying on is yourself.

This came to me as revelation this morning, after a series of events.

1. I have a batman (an orderly.. not the crime fighter :p) with me where i live now, to make sure the cleaning, washing and other stuff gets taken care off. After a week of living at this place, i’ve realized the batman is really not interested in cleaning, washing and other stuff.. That i’ve started doing myself mostly….

2. The dhobi is not giving back my clothes.. as a result, now i have no clothes! So from today, i start washing my own clothes too…

3. This morning, for sehri, the batmans for the entire building (forgot?) to wake up and bring sehri to the rooms of other people around me… thank goodness i goto the mess for sehri, so i had it.. otherwise, everyone else is keeping a sehri-less roza.

4. My batman is not really interested in waking me up in the mornings either…. This issue, i have yet to resolve….

5. My best friend, whom i even threatened last nite that if she doesnt wake me up in the morning, i’ll start looking for a new best friend.. forgot to wake me up! Consequently.. im looking for a new best friend now. LoL juz kiddin! she’s just toooo sweet not to remain my best friend

and so, when on your own, you can only rely on yourself, or get wasted :p

Pehla Roza

Ramzan has finally begun in our fair city (country) after the usual mess by the Ruet-e-Hilal committee. Personally, its going to be a very different ramzan for me this year.

Till now, Sehri’s used to comprise of mom’s daant (for waking up late), Kellogs Frosties, Egg + Toast, and Tea. Iftars were at home, with the usual pakora+samosa deal, fruit chat followed by dinner. Last year, i didnt even go out with friends all that much, hardly four times, the rest were all at home.

This year, since i’ve started living alone, I’ve yet to see what will iftari be like. But i like the sehri that i had today. Anda Paratha, Dahi-sugar-paratha and Tea! YUMM!!! (they also had palak-allo which is *not* so yumm, hence omitted).

I got woken up at around 4:15 by my roommate, and we headed to the mess to have sehri.. ate.. came back.. prayed, and then i promptly went back to sleep! Little did i know… (well, i did actually.. at the back of my mind), that i would oversleep!!

Came to office at 10:30! Its 11:49 and im already feeling way thirsty…. plus, writing about sehris and iftaris right now wasnt a good choice either :S

This is going to be one TOUGH ramzan!! Happy fasting everyone!

Now for the words of wisdom for anyone caring to listen
1. Be kind to your fellow man this ramzan!!!
2. Fasting is no excuse for not working!!!

bus… thats it.

tagged

i feel like a wild animal under observation whenever i read this line ‘your tagged’! The images of a person in a white lab coat druggin me and piercing an electronic transmitter on my ear gets eerily real!!

Anyway, i was tagged by dear, dear checkmate! so here goes. I, in turn, tag Icedmocha and Tanzila!!

I am thinking about:
her… the one i have, yet can never have…..

I said,
“just five more minutes!!!” while gettin up every morning… n then get hellishly late

I want to,
have my choti choti khushian! dats what makes life much more worth living…

I wish,
i could be a kid again… and laugh without wondering what it would be taken as?!

I miss,
refer to the first question

I hear,
Fan’s!! since the AC’s on the fritz again :@

I wonder,
when will i get a 100k+ job??

I regret,
Nothing! Made sure of that!!

I am,
an enigma……. no, actually.. im as transparent as heavily tinted window’s

I dance,
wildly! but for myself only!

I cry,
have’nt for a long time… but the last time was when i was too shocked to do anything else!

I am not always,
fun… okay, i admit it.. im a nerd and can get hellishly boring at times!

I write,
whatever my heart feels like.. no restrictions

I need,
a tall glass of juice!

I finish,
a cigarette and wonder what good its gonna do me?!

dude! where are the keys?

My brother took the car yesterday…..
the car keychain also had the key’s to my room cupboard on it….
i went to my room at 6:30…
my brother came back at 1…

i read Angels and Demons for six and an half hours! (The book is totally worth it!!)

Today, i seperated both set of keys! He’s again taken the car…..

I think i’ll complete the book today.

realization

coffee is a life-saver!

enuff said

Sep 11

Being a Pakistani, September 11th was always special. The day the founder of our country left earht to join God above, and watch (with horror?) at what his creation was to become…

Five years ago, it took on another meaning. Whats most interesting to note is how the world reacted to it, and thankfully, blogs came to the rescue, offering real-world opinions on how Sep 11 changed their lives. Check out Aisha’s and Moz’s post on Sep 11, as how muslims are/were treated in the US. They’re scary!

Also, Mitch Albom wrote a great article in Detriot Free Press on missing the day before sep 11, which im totally in favour of.

Another point of controvery! Americans, being politically correct and anti-racial (what a joke!!) want a seperate line for Muslims at all major airports!! Now this really ticks me off! I mean why? Why is terrorism in their minds only about what Arabs did to them? (Answer: Because their goofy president tells them they’re on a War against Islam and not on a war against terror in a recent speech!!!!) What about the Okhlahoma city bombings? wasnt that terrorism? What about what their soldiers are doing world over? Isnt that terrorism?!?!!

Since im already on the topic, there was this one saying i heard which has really clicked with me and i’d like to share:

“There’s only one difference between a dictator and a hero. Who won”

(Truman was a hero because he bombed the hell out of Hiroshima and Nagasaki)!

of a flower, choices, and self-doubt

I snapped this picture in my garden the other day. A single flower which successfully bloomed where all others around it had failed to, and it forced me to think about certain issue’s i’ve been having troubles with.

For starters, it was being the first one in my family to get into IT. I was always apprehensive about that, even though im good at what i do. I studied 6 years to become a software engineer, only to switch tracks just as i graduated and get into consulting. Now this field, in itself, is new, and we’re Pakistan’s ONLY local company in this business. So once again, i’m alone. I’ve always had this inner voice telling me to get into the corporate life, with all its trappings. Somehow, it seemed very interesting to me, and afterall, everybody was going for the corporate lifestyle now.

This flower got me thinking, that maybe the way to shine isnt by being with the crowd, its by growing to your fullest potential, even when everything around you is very different from who you are. Otherwise, this flower would’ve been just another one in the bunch, and i would’ve hardly noticed it… right?

Am i making sense? Or am i just trying to pacify myself, justifying to myself, the choices i’ve made which led me to this point? Baz Luhrmann, in his song, Sunscreen, very aptly says “you choices are half chance, just like everybody else” so its no use to berate myself over them. Is it?

blonde or brunette?

brunette!! most definately!

While in Paksitan, we dont have complete blondes, we do have a lot of streakings done.. my personal choice of hair color on women is dark (black or brown).

And im not alone, according to a study done by Sunsilk in the UK, more and more men are choosing brunettes over blondes. Why? Read the answer here.

the day after tomorrow

A wonderful movie depicting one of the *possible* scenarios of global warming.. the coming of the next ice age. Only, they sped up the whole process to less than a week, rather than the 5 to 6 hundred years it takes.

A very old move too.. so why am i writing about it now? There are three reasons for this post (see! there’s a reason to my madness afterall).

Reason 1: It was playing on Star Movies right now, and i had it switched on.

Reason 2: There’s a scene in it where its raining really heavily in new york and the whole streets are clogged with water, cars are drowned and people are walking towards safety. The first time i watched it, i was horrified at how those people would be feeling, and what would i have done if i was in their place. This time, i knew. The events of the week before last (the rain week as i call it) flashed before my eyes, watching cars almost fully drowned, people being electrocuted, and myself wading through knee deep water just to get my car started. This time, it reminded me, that no matter what, the will of the people is what makes them survive even the greatest odds. And it is the collective will of the people, which makes order, even out of the worst chaos! Watching all the chaos in the movie, i kind of felt proud of my fellow city dwellers at how they had faced the real life drama and survived!

Reason 3: There’s a character in this movie, the girlfriend of Jack’s son, who was an over-acheiver all her life, planning everything around her to get into the top college, and get a top degree. They’re sitting in the library, after the wave has hit the city, and she says, “All that planning for nothing”. This line, rather the concept behind this line, hit me like a rock on my face the first time i watched it. And subsequently, i watched all my “planned life” go down the drain due to uncontrollable circumstances. I realized at that point, that life means making the most of out it while trying to fulfill your responsibilities to everyone around you, taking risks and feeling alive rather than just planning and following your plan. True, everyone suggests that, but in the end, we hardly follow what we plan.

Its 1 AM in the morning, im sleepy, and this post just had to be done.. dont know if im making sense or not, but i wanted to get it out.

Theres nothing quite as satisfying……..

as having a Zinger at 2 AM!!

Yummmmmm!!!!