Archive for November, 2007


Memoirs of a blogger

I asked myself, will I ever be able to recover? Or trust? Every person that I ever trusted stabbed me in the back. Am I so easy?

  This year’s winter welcomed me with a bad flu 😛 . I am on self prescribed pills these days and thinking of visiting some doctor who might help me out of this misery. But can you trust a doctor with your health. After all he is the part of the same society we live in. I hate going to doctors but since I am doing everything that I hate doing; this exercise might not feel that bad.  

This blog has become quite public. Visitors know me too well and expect better of me that I might fail to deliver. I am planning to abandon ronin and write under a different pen name in a totally different blog. That would be cool eh? In the olden age people use to seek solitude and some of them managed to get answers to their problems. Probably this might work for me as well. No I wont grow a beard and a pony tail 😛 to appear like late John Lennon.

Peace out!


Lonely Gurl 15???



The day the music died


Who knew that you will learn something form an Adam Sandler movie. Most of them are the same, but he’s maturing with his movies for sure. ‘Spanglish’ is one good example, where he played a responsible husband and loving father of two struggling with what we call these days life. But I am not discussing ‘Spanglish’ here. The movie I am talking about is ‘Click’. By the promos it failed to impress me. I thought it must be just another Adam Sandler flick where he must be surrounded by bunch of lunatics doing crazy things. Long story short HBO was showing it and I had nothing fancy to do.

The film is about a family man, architect by profession who spends day in and day out to earn a good living for his family. His boss like any other boss abuses his talents and make him over work. Adam struggles to find a balance between family and professional life. His dissatisfaction leads him to short cut solution to all his problems. And one day he was handed on; a universal remote control that had this magical power to pause, rewind, forward and fast forward his life. As it turns out to be the same family whose living standards he so wanted to improve by working really hard, detaches from him thanks to his emotional absence. The same remote control whose presence was making his difficulties shorter skipped the most precious moments of his life. And his achievements lead him no where.

I was born and raised in the city of Karchi. People say Karachi never sleeps; the city is famous for its fast life. If you wake up in the morning you will find people rushing and speeding up to their destinations. Oblivious of what life has to offer them in the future. After this is what life is all about. You work hard to earn money; money buys you food, basic necessities of life, and luxuries that are important as well. If you are not in the race then you are out of the race as a looser. And nobody likes to be a looser. This world would eat you inside out if you even consider stepping out of the race. So to be or not to be is that ‘the question’.

The concept is too complicated for me 😛 I guess. I am still a student like many learning new lessons everyday from experiences good and bad. For the time being bad experiences are topping the charts but what the hell I will have my time. I might be a Monday right now but I will be Saturday night soon 😉

Here is something to make all the music lovers a reason to enjoy. It’s Don McClean and the song for those who haven’t guessed yet Bye Bye Miss American pie’.

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I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music woudn’t play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken The Church bells all were broken
And three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast The Day the Music Died.


Random Musings # 10


Ek bass tu hi nahee jo mujh se khafa ho bheta!

Mai ne jo Sangg tarasha tha woh khuda ho bheta!

[Sangg= stone, tarasha= sculpt, Khafa=estranged]



Devil (continues to) wear beard!


Imran Khan is on hunger strike in prison. Yes I am talking about the same guy who leaded the only team which made us the World Champions in the cricketing world. For those who are unaware of the fact that how and when he ended up in jail, I have a very interesting tale to tell. Imran Khan after Nov 3rd became quite active; politically and went underground when the state police tried to arrest him during a protest march at LUMS.

 After that close escape we observed something very unique; students of LUMS and NU Lahore actively participated in the protest rallies which demanded to put an end on Military rule, the restoration of the 1973 constitution and freedom of media. In the mean while students of the biggest university of Punjab; PU invited Imran Khan to show up and lead their protest rally. On the D-day when Mr.Khan showed up a group of students gruesomely manhandled him and handed him over to the Govt. authorities who that were present their in white clothes.  Now the question arises.

WTF? They invited him to lead the protest and instead they tricked him to jail. What kind of immoral act is that? And a million dollar question is who did that?  

Answer; Jamiat Student organization of Jamat-e-Islami 


Aren’t they in the apposition as well? 


Ain’t this party lead by Qazi Hussein Ahmed who also happens to be a close ally to Imran? 


Then? Why did they do something this stooooopid or evil. This act was like helping Musharraf in his cause. 

 I know 

This is hypocrisy to its limits. 

Hehe yeah 😀 

Idiots don’t have horns these days so they make themselves prominent by blowing themselves off in public and joining self appointed religious organizations. Which were already packed with bunch of crack heads that can’t differentiate between software and underwear. Plus back stabbing and doing everything apposite to what ever they preach (whine about) is one attribute which is very common in species we refer to as Mullahs. When I was running out of reasons to hate them they came up awith nother reason to support my logic 😀 Mogambo Khush hua!! When Qazi Hussein Ahmed was asked what on earth his gang was thinking when they handed over their ally and friend to the Govt. they so love to hate. He replied; ‘Galtee se mishtake hogya!’ 


That sounds like dim-witted Robert from the classic comedy film ‘Andaaz Apna Apna’. You don’t want to hear the lame story that followed his excuse given above. A ten year old gives a better justification when caught watching naughty movies. But this incident proves that political parties especially the religious ones whine about democracy when they lack tolerance, give free lessons on Muslim brotherhood when they cant help themselves backstebbing their political allies, give strike calls and ask people to do Jehad against Musharraf and USA when they are helping them on and off the field.

Note: This post was also published in PTS


Nothing business its all personal…


In other news;  Geo and ARY were forced to go off air. Apparently uncle Mush talked to his counter part (dictator) in Dubai and asked him a favor that he couldn’t refuse. Now Amir Liaqat has no choice to go back to his original job; that was selling candies at bus stops.

 I surprisingly bumped into Aisha Alim few days back. No. not at Zamzama (shpping mall) 😛 but here at wordpress. Yes apparently ex-wife of Brian O’Connor (Rock Star; bassist), single mother of two, morning show hostess and an RJ have a blog as well. Yes she writes! I know most of the male bloggers are under this wrong impression that hot ladies don’t blog or do anything smart, I want to ask you who told you that bloggers or people who run websites are philosophers that have the ability to change the course of the world. 

The most popular blog at wordpess is about cats. Yes cats doing funny things. One can witness 100 and more comments under each and every post. Some bloggers out there put huge efforts in their posts. I know a few them and damn they are quite professional. But their efforts are of no news when people prefer a funny cat doing cha-cha-cha on   murder of the innocents in Iraq.    

Coming back to Aisha Alim, in her post she called Geo-News, Pakistan’s Fox news. According to her the two channels invited the trouble they are in today. Now the lady works at Dawn News that despite its reputation as a prominent news paper of Pakistan is only a toddler in the media world. Both Geo and ARY went through think and thin to get what the baby channels like Dawn News have today ie that thing we call freedom of press 😛  

I informed her that this sudden change of behavior of a media person is quite shocking for me, because some days back when her own TV station was facing a ban of a very similar sort she had a very strong stance for freedom of press and media. How the world changed in two days?

 Dunno about her but it’s personal for the General now. Uncle Mush is ready to bring anything down that comes between him and his power. He is very well aware of the fact that once the power cord is unplugged out of his body; Uncle Mush is history. All the freedom of speech shit he always use to take credit for was proven wrong when the channels went off air. Period


Hang in there!



…When youre bearly getting by,

and you have a beastly day,

when life is hard to bear and it rubs you the wrong way …

Just turn your eyes to heaven

and pause to say a prayer

that God will lift you up

and help you HANG IN THERE!.


Goodbye my lover – James Blunt

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
‘Cause I saw the end before we’d begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what’s mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won’t stop there,
I am here for you if you’d only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I’ve kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I’ve been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can’t break my spirit – it’s my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I’ve seen you cry, I’ve seen you smile.
I’ve watched you sleeping for a while.
I’d be the father of your child.
I’d spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We’ve had our doubts but now we’re fine,
And I love you, I swear that’s true.
I cannot live without you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I’m asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I’m kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I’m so hollow, baby, I’m so hollow.
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so hollow.


Random Musings # 9



“ Men cant beat women in an argument, never 😛 ; because we have this need to make sense.”

– Chris Rock


Pakistan in Pictures



Just because he stopped us from watching it, doesn’t mean its not happening.










Tum Se pehley bhi ek Shakhs yeha takht tha

Usko bhi apne khuda honay pai itna hee yaqee.n tha

(Habib Jalib)






Growing old is mandatory, but growing up?

I remember when I was a kid and all I ever wanted to be was a grown up. Because for me growing up was so freaking cool; grownups can drive, they can smoke that thing call cigarette or what ever and a cool smoky ring comes out of ones mouth. I use to watch my dad smoking and one day when he accidentally threw that thing on the floor, I picked it up and took a puff. The result was ‘cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough! cough!….” I never tried that shit since then 😛


But all I wanted was to grow up asap. One more edge that grownups had on kids was hooking up with apposite gender. Back then girls in my class use to be so irritating and bitchy, the world hasn’t changed much but at that time girls use to be anything but nice. They were some crazy ass rude bitches 😛 I used to get all suspicious if any girl in my class or neighbor hood sounded polite. After several years the myth was finally revealed to me when I was told that if a girl in her early teens acts extremely rude then chances are that she actually likes you or had a crush on you (of some sort).

  Ok, good! 😛 And men are blamed for not understanding women. But to be a grown up is the aim of every boy, you know what else is common among young boys they have secret crushes on their hot teachers. Secret nah! Guys never have secret crushes or affairs until they are married or are in a serious relationship. They tell everyone about their crushes and affairs before that. Even if you meet one idiot for the first time and catch him starring some hot girl. He will have this devil look in his eyes and bark; ‘that hot piece of ass is your bhabi (brother’s wife).’ Yeah rite, that poor girl had no clue that you even exist, you idiot. Despite the fact that you guys were class mates for the past seven years.  But when we are kids, we have crushes on our hot teachers. That teacher appears like an angel send straight from heaven; beautiful smile, nice long locks, sexy voice. A guy in his 3rd grade had a crush on his teacher.So he  waited and waited and waited. His dreams were shattered when he hit 17 and  decided to go up to her, reason; that lady was all fat 😛

‘I first thought that Adnan Sami had her for breakfast or something. But it was her alright‘ he told me  

 So moral of the story is that growing old is not as much fun as it appears when you are kids, you don’t get much holidays from your work place, no summer vacations, no nothing. Public holidays had such significance in my life when I was in school, even if I had no clue what that holiday was about. Strikes were like bonuses. I used to ask my friend what’s the strike about.

And he used to narrate this long tale to me;  

well dude, some guy had an old tire and thought to make use of it, so he brainstormed this important issue with his buddies and they came up with this brilliant plan of setting it on fire.  

Burning tire, dats kewl 😀 ’


then one genius came up with this idea of tossing that tire on the road and throw stones on the cars by passing.’


‘Man you have some crazy fun when you grow old, eh? 😀 ’ I replied


Growing up is kewl man’


Yeah growing up is kewl’


But now if there is a terror threat in the town or some crazy freak blows himself off it doesn’t really matters 😛 you have to reach your work place on time, no matter what. I remember when on 18th October their was a big bomb blast not greatly far from my place and some150 people died, I planned to stay home and watch Kamran Khan whine on GEO (RIP). My dad asked me that what the hell I was doing.


I meekly replied, ‘watching Kamran Khan whine’.


‘Why aren’t you getting ready for work?’ He asked.


Because its dangerous to go out their!’


What are you? Some white lady from New York 😛

  Then he asked me to grow some balls and get my ass ready for work. So there I was out in middle, with little or no traffic on the streets of Karachi city, trying to grow some balls on my way to work and reminiscing the good old days when I was a kid and use to get a day off just by acting sick.       


Speak Up…










bol kay lab aazaad hai.n tere



bol zabaa.N ab tak terii hai



teraa sutawaa.N jism hai teraa



bol kay jaa.N ab tak terii hai



dekh ke aaha.ngar kii dukaa.N me.n



tu.nd hai.n shole surKh hai aahan



khulney lagey quffalo.n ke dahaane



phailaa har ek zanjiir kaa daaman



bol ye tho.Daa waqt bahot hai



jism-o-zabaa.N kii maut se pehley



bol kay sach zi.ndaa hai ab tak



bol jo kuchh kehna hai kah le




[sutawaa.N=well built; aaha.ngar=blacksmith; tu.nd=sharp (here it means bright);]

[aahan=iron; quffalo.n ke dahaane=keyhole]


7even 5ives

I was tagged some days back by you know who 🙂  PR3RNA!! so here are some details about me that you guys are unaware of;

 List five things that you want to say to people but never will. Don’t say who they are.


  1. Dude your girl is cheating on you.
  2. I don’t visit your place because I have more important things to do on Sundays, like having fun.
  3. Yes I was the one who ate your pizza.
  4. What are you looking at, never seen a khatmal in a black dress?
  5. I know what you did last summer 😛

Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die.


  1. Write a bestseller.
  2. Get rich or die trying
  3. Play all nirvana songs on my guitar.
  4. Para diving
  5. Have my very own collection of super cars 😉

Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills Me.


  1. Listen to Abrar-ul-Haq and admire his music.
  2. Pull the famous Maulna Abdul Aziz’s stunt (cross dressing 😛 )
  3. Eat Chinese food when Italian or desi food is on the menu.
  4. Throw a vulgar comment on a girl passing by.
  5. Watch the SAW movies, people with little or no taste watch and enjoy such pathetic films 😛

Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public


  1. Have fun 😉
  2. make stories in my upper chamber
  3. Watch the Al-Pacino collection on my DVD player.
  4. Practice my dance moves 😉
  5. Blog!!

Five Fave Sentences/Quotes

  1. “Molay noo Mola na mara tey naee mardaa!! “ (nobody can kill mola jutt but mola jutt himself- Maula Jutt the film)
  2. “ Screw you guys I am going home 😛 “
  3. “Mogambo Khush hua” (Mogambo feels contented – Mr. India)
  4. “banda kutta billi paal le, khushfehmi na paley :P”
  5. “How you doing ;)”

Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didn’t Do, If You Did


  1. Pretend you know me when you don’t even have a clue.
  2. calling me a flirt
  3. Mess with the people I love the most.
  4. Talk rubbish about my religion and my country.
  5. Eat my leftover cake in the fridge.

Five People To Tag

  1. Ayaz
  2. Hassan
  3. Aliana
  4. Sumera

and BEECA 🙂


Emergency aka Martial Law by Hassan Abbas


So he declared it. I had once read a quotation which is actually in Farsi  that “Uzar Az Gunnah, Badtar Az Gunnah”( Excuse for SIN is worst than sin). I think this same is applied to Gen. Pervez Musharaf , who as a President of Pakistan giving excuses yesterday for his so called EMERGENCY. He gave the most stupid excuses for imposing the emergency like, CJ take 100s of suo moto cases, cases against high officials of Intelligence Agencies, Police and etc. Then he gave excuses from the issue of LAL Masjid, the ISI Created Sawat situation and the suicide attacks all over Pakistan.

Okay, now lets talk about his excuses.

  • The first excuse was about the CJ who took 100s of suo moto cases and the cases against the high officials of Pakistani Armed Forces . May be its not in your knowledge that among those 100s of cases, many of them related to public favor and I would like to quote especially the case of Manno Bheel, Incident of Karsaz,high prices of fuel, extremely high price of Rice and most especial of them is the case of missing persons. I will not explain any one of these cases to you because you can also think that these cases are in favor of Pakistani Nation.
  • The second excuse given was related to the situation of Sawat, Lal Masjid and Sucide attacks all over Pakistan especially on Armed Forces. Could any one please tell me who created these situations??? In the case of Lal Masjid, officials said that because of some FORIEGN MILLITANTS the deal couldn’t let happen but they never ever try to show any one of that foreign militant, nor alive neither dead. The previous version of TNSM( Tehreek-e-Nifaz-e- Shariyat-e-Muhamadi, Sawat) was fully sponsored by ISI during the BB rule and If someone have knowledge  then he may know that Taliban also reject to take help from those millitants. So, if the father-in-law could be sponsored by ISI then why couldn’t be his Son-in-law (Maulana Fazulalah).

The most interesting situation is  nobody want to believe that it is emergency, on the contrary most of the people thinks its a Martial Law (Please click it to enlarge)

In any case, Pakistan is now in the hands of few people who claims that they only work for Pakistan but everyone knows they are wrong.  In fact in my view, Musharaf completed his three tasks by only one decision

  1. Gain his term for five more years, as he know he could loose his case in SC.
  2. Postponed the case of Missing Persons.
  3. Dismiss CJ Iftakhar Chaudri, because he know that he would definately pinch him.


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