Two days ago when I was washing my shirts he was laughing at me. But yesterday it was my turn. Muhaahaa.

Disturbs ME ... Annoys ME and Repeats ....

There are two types of data; centralized data and distriburted data usually used in industry. People from industry are sometimes found stubborn and sticky that even changing environment provided to them cann't change their taste and personality. Thery keep rotating around the same axis and always try to map their lives just as they used to do in their past.

The type of dressing you choose in the morning describes your present mood and how you will spend your day. Some people like casual, some people like formal and some like ......... hybrid!
I just love the way she claps her hair :P

It's real tough when man sitting in the next cubical keeps the messy personality. Urrg.


How to annoy your colleagues:

Category 1

Steps to execute:

1. Look at him/ her in a stance that you will kill him in a straight way.
2. Just go straigh to him.
3. Put your finger in your mouth.
4. Rub it on his monitor.
5. Then look at him and give him a blood boiling smile.

Category 2

Steps to execute:

1. Go to him hurriedly
2. Grab his mouse and say 'LET ME CHECK IT FIRST'
3. If he never let's you to touch his mouse, straight a way turn off his monitor and 'SAY CHEEEEZZ' :P


These two and few more i am suffering from these days. I want to hear from you what type of categories you are suffering from.

BUT i would just like to say 'I love the way she claps her hair' :O

Nothing is forever ....

This article is taken from The Ravi – annual magazine of GC Lahore. I am sure it will be a good read …

Theme: Life is enchantress,
who seduces us with her beauty.
But he who knows her wiles,
will free her enchantments.

I push the night, each night away to get the dark reality of me – Night is dark; Night is Night! It comes close to me and envelops me with its cold pangs to narrate me a story, a version of my own interior. I push the night away – I try to push the reality away so that I can live in the fantasies of my sleep… But NO! I close my eyes and it is even there. The DARK… WHY??? I swim through the night to find the brightening day telling me that a few more hours and the night would approach me again. The day certainly ends as the night goes to sleep. When I walk through the flowers early in the morning, the dying flowers tell me that once they were in bloom. The rain stuffed clouds – when shower on me, compel me to think that they were not forever and even it can’t rain all the time….

I – walking through the days and the nights, the rains and forests of my life --- I waked through you and I still walk with you. Then the evening came and I blinked to admire it and it was gone before I could….. I could see the merging and the moulding reds and the yellows and greens of the evening but it all just in a while turned into a deeper shade of grey… The night huskily came again…. This time it used the claws of reality and I couldn’t break through. … Nothing is forever. Every speck of nature on earth told me that it was as if pain was oozing out of my body ---- soul. The time of my deconstruction had come. The picture I had painted all my life had gone all abstract….. I realized that I had once loved the day…. I had bathed through the rain and dried myself in the sun. I had played in the fresh petals and dried the dying ones. I had smiled through the evenings and dawned through the nights…. I slowly remember --- I had once loved you… I had loved you and I had loved everything and now when I love you I am indifferent to everything – WHY?? The fact poured into my mind --- NOTHING IS FOREVER. The night had told me that --- the day --- the rain --- the spring --- the years ----- loving you had told me that ………

But I had gotten myself into this thick tangle of deceit and could never untangle myself until the agents of nature got to my help. The night helped me the most. Because it narrated a version of my own interior and so the story of my life had a beginning at the end – The beginning at the end -- It made me realize that everything seduces and then everything goes away and everything has an end and that ………………… NOTHING IS FOREVER.

New Horizon