Wednesday, August 31, 2005

test post


پاکستان کا ایک قدیم اور مقبول کھیل " سیاسی گلی ڈنڈا " ہے





Tuesday, August 30, 2005

N & S

Sharfoo says: Several hundred years ago, North Karachi and South Karachi were on North and South poles respectively. As opposite things attract each other, thats why they came closer!



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Sunday, August 28, 2005

Action & Reaction

Every action has a reaction.

On reading this, Sharfoo closed his book and waited ... Nothing happened!

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Well back to blogger traditional skins. i had an idea about image tags, but did not know what is wrong. While placing tags i messed up things. And there is some problem with proper placement of these things: < , " { ) Or it may be some problem with something else. I am unable to guess. ~~~

Thanks Asma for your clue! I will try it later again. Though i have viewed it. A single em3delflwrbg.jpg is called two times in the code. Once as a sound file and again as a bgfile ... lolz. I am unable to understand this mystery. Waisay that personality test was good. I am pasting the link over here again, so that others may also check it.

http://www.geocities.com/asmamirza_84/personality.html



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Thursday, August 25, 2005

Debugging is in progress :)

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Ahh...Jamshed Ansari

JA, a famous TV artist passed away. I came to know about it just a couple of minutes ago. Right now a tribute for him is on-air on TV. I first saw him in Drama Serial 'Tanhaiyan'. He was a good actor. I had never thought that he will leave this world so early and quietly. Sad and tragic indeed. May ALLAH rest his soul in peace. Aameen.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Nowadays I am swallowing talwaar kay nishan wali Disprin for two obvious reasons:

1) Headache.
2) My blood needs dilution.

Though ‘dilution in blood’ in desi terms is taken in a very wrong sense.
So the point of caution is: consider its velaity meanings only.


If tested from lab, I am sure my blood will have the following composition:

50% Cholesterol,
10% Pepsi.
40% RBCs

But i fear in the days to follow it will become:

60% Cholesterol.
10% Pepsi.
20% RBCs
10% Disprin.


Last year in winter it was 70% tea and 30% RBCs. While my blood kept boiling all the times, don’t wanna mention ‘why?’

Do you know what is the boiling point of Blood? Water boils at 100 ‘C and Blood? I don’t have any idea but I know sometimes even a smile of a person can boil your blood. Lolz.

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Bas ajj nahi jana. Chutti hay aaj.

Today this was the very first thing that crossed my mind when I opened my eyes in the morning at 6 am and then I slept again. hah. Another sick leave. Well the actual reason was headache and pain in the neck. Now the status of my remaining leaves till Oct. 25th is:

Sick leaves = 1 Alarm Status: High
Casual leaves = 4 AS: Normal.


I have decided to avail a leave on last Saturday of every month (not this time). That is a better way. There is another option of ‘leave without pay’ i.e. absents. But it’s not attractive. Those people are lucky who have Saturdays off as well.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Why cats mourn?

September is about to start and a slight change in the weather, a couple of hours before morning reminds that ‘winter’ is not far away. It’s a sad weather. Don’t know why things look that gloomy in this season. Sunlight changes its color, loses warmth and its brightness disappears. Trees stand still without leaves. Every thing looks very silent and somber. At 11 ‘o’ clock in the morning, color of the light tells that sun is about to set. How deceptive this weather is! Nights are silent and obviously too cold. I feel congested and pray for the days to stretch and nights to become normal once again. Cups of tea one after another…and by the end of the day there is a row of tea cups beside me. Closed windows and doors, heavy quilts and heaters make me feel bad. Every thing is packed. Life becomes slow and time hangs heavy when I wake up 3 or 4 times in the night. Take some water to soak my badly soaring throat, have a look at the time-piece with my eyes half closed, and try to sleep again. Sometimes I succeed in it and sometimes face insomnia. And then from somewhere a crying mad cat makes the atmosphere more ferocious. I don’t know why cats mourn in sad and foggy winter nights. They quarrel with each other and then mourn together while staring at invisible things in front of them. There must be some evil spirits. Why this happens usually in full-moon nights and why moon hides itself behind the thick dark clouds afterwards? Nights become darker and darker and then there are thunder storms. Behind the electricity-flashes in the sky, I can notice the presence of ugly witches, with long noses and shabby brown hair. They laugh madly as if they are about to destroy everything with their stick. Perhaps this is the reason why cats mourn. But as soon as the clouds move away to shower somewhere else, these witches disappear too. Then there is peace. But this whole act is repeated on every full-moon night in winter to remind you it’s a season of sadness, darkness and loneliness!!

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Office Biz.

These days according to my training schedule I am in the department known as POY (Pre-oriented yarn). Here molten polymer chips are converted to yarn.

A process engineer, who is actually a post graduate, took me from section to section describing about things in detail. He intentionally missed one section and moved forward rather than entering there. When I asked what is it? His tone changed and told me it’s a restricted area. Here we wash/prepare packs.

Further he continued, “Packs are actually barrel type columns, which have filters and a layer of metal-sand. Molten polymer passes through them. Then it enters into very fine holes of 0.18mm and is thus converted to yarn. This washing of packs, mixing of 4 types of metal-sand in different proportions is done under secrecy. Only concerned persons can enter here.”

Hah... (i had very exclusive words for him)

(Haji just consider this situation of secrecy and compare. Name of which person flashes in your mind first? Lolz!)

Waisay I know there isn’t anything secret in it but a big piece of pig shit all he was exaggerating about. A senior in my department agreed with me.


The funny thing in the story is à The absence of warning message at the entry.

The funnier thing is à I have never heard anybody talking about this forbidden section.

And the funniest thing is à Tom and Harry work there to mix/wash/prepare whatever is concerned with the packs. Without even knowing how important and how much top secret type of job they are doing .lolz.

Now I must stop talking about packs…not because it’s all secret but because I don’t know more about them. Neither em concerned with its details.

Note: Desi translation of Tom and Harry is Sharfoo and Bala Gujjar.


Listening to: FM 89.
Craving: Fried chicken.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Goings on

Celebrated 14th August with traffic jams, blocked roads, and common scenes of
silencer-less two-wheeler stunts. What type of celebration it is to do wheeling, racing, making noise and throwing crackers at others? What is it? Frustration, Enjoyment or Patriotism? Had you been out on the roads yesterday night and today as well, you would have seen watan kay jialay busy in these activities.

My cousin told me that once he saw watan kay jialay, they were on three bikes, they stopped just in front of a police van, threw eggs inside the van and on the wind screen and galloped away from the scene in a jiffy. Lolz. Shararty bachay were just enjoying! Well I don’t have any sympathies with police who had to wash the van afterwards to get rid of pungent odor of eggs.

14/8 is merely a day of enjoyment for us. How many are there who said fatiha for Quaid?

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Dropped my cell phone today and it has got a bad looking small and very clear scratch on its face. And it’s looking too bad. I don’t have enough heart to loose some extra amount to buy a new original one. I would like to spend on something else. Just a small scratch has ruined its whole look.

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Yesterday after a time I ate cherry flavored ice cream. And I still feel its taste on my taste buds. Though a chocolate & pineapple mix is good but cherry is good enough to bring water in your mouth! Likes/dislikes about tastes and flavors keep on changinge and repeating again.

Friday, August 12, 2005

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I wonder why there isn't any comment on the post below.

come on ppl, speak out. i wanna hear something from u on the subject below.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Listening to : 'La Telumeen' by Guitara Band.

Uff…what a song… especially when it comes to last one minute before end. Such compositions come straight from the depths of heart. The point from where the other band member takes over… It’s sad, it’s heart grabbing, it’s pinching and painful…it shakes me from inside…drags my soul on thorns…sighs. It reminds about something/someone I missed/lost in life. It reminds about mental & physical agony that I faced. Nothing is more hurting. Time rewinds back. Things that were long forgotten resurface again. I find myself helpless, left with regrets and sorrows. It reminds me of all the heart throbbing moments. Wanna weep…the cut is deep indeed.

Bitten and dejected, alone I stand with a never ending pain. It will stay in my unconscious forever. Pinching me at times when I want to look behind and at times too when I don’t even wanna think anything. At times when the warmth of tears rolling down my cheeks reminds that my eyes are wet…my heart forgets beating for a while…I feel dumbness and fail to exhale. let me admit…yes today let me admit…lest my heart go bang…It’s pinching at times while strolling alone on a dark road…following the thick yellow lines and pushing along a de-shaped ‘can’ of a cold-drink un-heartedly, it pinches when it gets too dark before rain, pinches while standing outside a shopping zone to buy a bouquet, while staring at the floor covered with red & golden crispy leaves, while imagining about a day twenty years later from today that will bring something exceptional and unexpected, pinching when I recall how uncontrollably I wept when I raised my hands for duaa… sighs…and you don’t even know, painful when it is showering outside in a sad winter night at 3 am & thinking about a day that will never bring us face to face again…will never be able to forget you. My heart aches…

Sobs…

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Random thought: Ever noticed how difficult it is to eat rice with a tea spoon? It is a real hard thing!

Random Wish: wanna smoke.


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