tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228197572024-03-23T23:23:28.446+05:00The Word of mAn[S]o0rAbout living life in the great metropolitan city of Karachi, Pakistan! With all its joys and sorrows.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.comBlogger301125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-74593084204869909542006-10-13T13:32:00.001+05:002006-10-13T13:32:33.399+05:00Good bye... cruel world!Note: the following is <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">not</span> a suicidal post!!!<br><br>Cruel world, for me, became blogger and my urge to try out anything 'beta'! *sigh* i tried living with it, adjusting to its ever stupid demands, going through proxy and proxy just to have a glimps of it, yet somehow.. it was not meant to be. So now i've decided, this is going to be my last post here!! and thats final! <br><br>But no, im not gonna stop blogging! Ofcourse not! im too addicted to quit! What sort of message would that send to the poor kids!? <br><br>Yesterday, while going through the decision i've been mullin through for months now, i saw light at the end of the tunnel! The decision being, if to go away from blogger, then where!? (choice of host and platform are very important and after months of blogging, i have a pretty good idea of what i needed). <br><br>The answer? <br><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.wordofmansoor.com"><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="4">www.wordofmansoor.com</font></a><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br><div style="text-align: left;"> Yes folks! its up!!! From now, i post only there. I request you all to please upgrade your bookmarks! See you there! Regular commenters (u know who u are) leave atleast one comment so that i know u've arrived.. will be awaiting ur arrival. <br></div></div> mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-80303074494895510672006-10-11T12:46:00.000+05:002006-10-11T12:47:01.738+05:00blogword: redI've said it again and again.. and yet, i'll say it one more time. <br><br>I <span style="font-style: italic;">hate</span> doing my finances.... because no matter how much or how hard i try, i always end up in <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> red</span>. <br> mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-11169573048410842572006-10-09T11:21:00.001+05:002006-10-09T11:21:49.724+05:00One year on..<span class="gmail_quote"></span><span style="font-style: italic;">This i wanted to post yesterday, but since i was offline the whole day, today is going to be it. </span><br style="font-style: italic;"><br>Sunday, October 8th, we witnessed the first 'anniversary' of the devastation caused by the Earthquake in the northern regions of Pakistan. <br><br>For me, the quake kind of had a much more personal touch... my father was posted in Islamabad when it happened, and the way he described it to me, forever changed my priorities in life. <br><br>He was sleeping at the time. When the first of the tremors hit, his eyes opened and for a few seconds he could not understand what was happening. Everything around him shaking, the sound of rumbling was defeaning. Then it hit him, he was in the middle of a quake! Being the logical man that he his, he figured out it would be no use to even try to get up and get to safety, the quake would be over much much before that, so he did the next best thing, he prayed. <br><br>In his words, "I thought to myself, this is it, this is my time. I thought of my family, said a small prayer of forgiveness, and started reciting the kalma"<br><br>I still get nightmares on what could've been... <br><br>May God bless all those people who lost family members in the quake, and give them the courage to move on.<br> mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-86734613549850839882006-10-08T02:41:00.001+05:002006-10-08T02:41:31.305+05:00Blogthought: Because i didnt<span style="font-style: italic;">Because i didnt</span> want to make a new blog or leave this space, i put up haloscan and reverted my blog to its previous template. <br><br><br>p.s. blogger beta sucks :(<br> mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-35861139657951594582006-10-08T01:44:00.001+05:002006-10-08T01:44:39.047+05:00come full circleWhen blogger initially launched, they lacked a lot of features which<br>would become a mainstay of the blogging world later on. These included<br>trackbacks, and more importantly, comments!<p>Comments, which make each and every post worth writing.<br>Comments, which allow interaction on ur blog<br>Comments, which make you want to open up your mailbox every morning.<p>After a lot of lobbying by bloggers around the world, the people at<br>blogger added comments and Blogger finally became worth setting up a<br>blog on.<p>Then... the Pakistani government blocked blogger blogs in Pakistan,<br>thanks to the cartoon controversy. Their mechanism was very simple,<br>block the IP on which blogspot was hosted, and voilla, all blogs were<br>inaccessible at one go. Posting on the blogs was okay, since for<br>posting another domain <a href="http://www.blogger.com">www.blogger.com</a> was used, which had a different<br>IP, only reading was a problem. But we were not to be dettered... some<br>talented people came up with pkblogs.com and we all breathed a sigh of<br>relief. The blog ban was kind of lifted... atleast with people wise<br>enough to know pkblogs.com.<p>But... and theres always a but... things were not going to be that<br>simple. Blogger decided to upgrade their services, and as with<br>everything google, they came out with blogger beta! Introducing a lot<br>of new features which were desperately required by the community in<br>general... but also introducing a very big problem for us bloggers in<br>Pakistan who had 'upgraded'! They setup the new domain<br>beta.blogger.com on the SAME IP as <a href="http://www.blogspot.com">www.blogspot.com</a> was hosted on.<p>What does that mean for us? Nothing much, except that we now cannot<br>post blogs (the people who upgraded) nor can people in pakistan post<br>comments on our blogs. What pleasure it is to upgrade! no?!<p>I <a href="<a href="http://wordofmansoor.blogspot.com/2006/10/coming-soon.html">http://wordofmansoor.blogspot.com/2006/10/coming-soon.html</a>"recently</a><br>dabbled on making another blog on blogger using the previous setup, or<br>maybe move to another platform altogether.. but that was not to be. I<br>couldnt part with what i've put up here since so long... i wanted to<br>keep it! Now the only problem was.. how to enable commenting???!!<p>THAT was resolved a few minutes before posting this entry!! Welcome<br>haloscan! A service launched quite sometime ago to address no comment<br>feature on blogger, today came back into use thanks to the major f-ups<br>bloggers been going through! It allows users to post comments for each<br>post, which are saved on the haloscan servers, and accessible to<br>everyone visiting the blog through a popup window. The world comes<br>full circle yet again!<p>Comments are back up! and im not going anywhere yet! Long live the<br>pakistani spirit!!<p>Oh, and im emailing this post in! Hoping it worksmAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-77351382048173176112006-10-07T11:40:00.000+05:002006-10-07T11:47:39.903+05:00coming soon..I have to get myself rid of blogger beta. Which can only mean two things....<br /><br />move to some other platform OR<br />move back to blogger basic<br /><br />apprently, number 1 is out of the question... so now i need to move back. But what to name it? Also, im thinking of doing some kharcha and get a domain of my own.<br /><br />What should i name it?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.wordofmansoor.com">www.wordofmansoor.com</a>? Sounds cool na!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-55649136526456310222006-10-06T12:06:00.000+05:002006-10-06T12:18:34.071+05:00Blogger beta added on blocked list...Subscribing to blogger beta was the worst decision <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i've</span> ever made in my life!! Not only am i going through all the teething problems associated with beta (which i had quite quietly), <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i'm</span> almost being forced to change where i blog.<br /><br />Never knew <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i'd</span> actually feel pain quitting blogger.com. Its been my cocoon, my incubator... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bringing</span> me into the blogging world and making me feel all there is associated with it. (Even though my cousins say i have *yet* to get a life).<br /><br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i'll</span> be migrating just yet, though some options are <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wordpress</span>.com, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">blogsome</span>.com or getting my own server. I think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i'll</span> opt for option three, but that would be after <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Eid</span> at the earliest. (comments welcome).<br /><br />As of now though, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">at least</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">i've</span> got one way of posting here... through http-tunnel.com. If you guys can use a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">separate</span> browser, then install it, configure it, and use it to browse through the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">blogspot</span> world. Its a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">piece</span> of software, quite transparent too, and lets you feel free. The only downside is.. the free version only gives 1.5 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kbps</span> of bandwidth....<br /><br />Signing out now.. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">apologize</span> in advance for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">prolly</span> not being able to reply on comment (though i will try).mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-59616030492433870582006-10-02T01:34:00.000+05:002006-10-02T01:44:36.258+05:00crashedMy system just crashed yesterday morning!!! uummm.. well, not excatly crashed, its running as much as it can, my profile got corrupted, which ofcourse, resulted in me loosing all my settings!!<br /><br />What i miss most though, is my firefox settings! I had a plethora of extensions, greasemonkey scripts and above all, a very exhuastive list of live bookmarks which i've lost now.. so since yesterday, i've been spending my time on the computer trying to get back all that i've lost. Plus, i dont believe much in making backups.<br /><br />But, as with all crashes, it's given me the opportunity to try out new stuff, streamline my operations a bit, and generally loose some of the crap which had accumulated over time. Now what i need to do is to uninstall a lot of stuff, and the regeneration will be complete.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-20699160033242438962006-10-01T01:54:00.000+05:002006-10-01T02:06:32.528+05:00kids are so cute!!My nephew, S, is two years old and sometimes he does the cutest of things. I wont go over how he's the best nephew there is, and had the most wicked yet innocent smile ever, and that he knows even at two just how to play people and that he's become my jaan.. cuz im sure its the same for everyone.<br /><br />Anyway, i spent half-day with my aapi (his mother) and the kids today. After iftar, i was feeling my usual heavy headedness and badly wanted a smoke to complete my own iftari.. so after everyone was done and all, i quitely tried to slip downstairs without anyone noticing. Well, i had almost succeeded! My nephew, S, heard the door opening and ran towards it. When he saw i was trying to leave, he tried his level best not to let me with "maamu, aao", "maamu andar". I told him i would be right back, and not to worry... but he was not to be dettered. Then, and i dont know how he did it.. but he devised the best way to get me to come back.<br /><br />Very innocently, he held out his hand... and said "maamu, chabi" indicating to me that he wanted me to handover my car keys!!!<br /><br />That was just <span style="font-style: italic;">sssooo</span> darn cute!!! though i was surprized that how at age two, he could come up with that?!<br /><br />After i handed over the keys, he happily let me leave. Though by that time, <span style="font-style: italic;">quitely slipping away</span> was no longer an option, as everyone was gathered at the door.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-41376276959243056822006-09-30T02:30:00.000+05:002006-09-30T02:40:20.193+05:00status quoRecently, over at my cousins, we had sort of a jamming session, getting everything off our collective chests and trying to feel a bit better about the mess that has become life. During this session, i realized something....<br /><br />i was not connected anywhere..<br /><br />Almost in all scenario's the discussion involved "... and i asked S for advice..." "...M told me not too, but i didnt lissen..." "...U had been my support throughout ..."<br /><br />No where was i mentioned.. infact, most of the stuff i had heard for the first time ever. And these were the latest controversies in my own family.<br /><br />That night led me to thinking... about how much a member of my extended family i really am? Before, i've always kind of prided myself in not being involved in the petty discussions going on everywhere and being kind of aloof... but these things were not petty. They were pretty life changing decisions being taken by people i hold really close to my heart.<br /><br />In the last couple of days, i've thought a lot... and i have'nt come up with a solution! i'm so bad at socializing, that my nephew and niece promptly forget me in between meetings, and everytime i have to remind them that i'm their mamo! They know my other two cousins by name!<br /><br />On the other hand however, being aloof has allowed me to live a relatively peaceful life. Since im not involved in the pettiness, im not involved in the fights, i have no bad will with any of my relatives, the little while i do meet them, i have a pretty good time...<br /><br />Of the choices i have right now, im leaning towards maintaining the status-quo.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-58641766380430818682006-09-29T14:06:00.000+05:002006-09-29T14:15:18.060+05:00A TAX-ing experienceNot really one of those inspirational titles, but anyway, here goes.<br /><br />Today, i wrote up (and will subsequently) file the first tax return of my life. After see-ing the horror on everyone's faces whenever tax time rolls around, i thought it was going to be one hell of an experience. Add to it, that i did not have any help, still dont know *where* excatly to file the return, and where im going to come up with the money to pay it (thats resolved now), it promised to be one hell of a ride.<br /><br />But thankfully, CBR proved to be quite a bit more helpful than expected. Thanks to their website, and all excel-based (autocalculating) forms, the whole experience turned out to be a breeze.<br /><br />In just under 1.5 hours, i had written up and printed out my first ever return form. Im feeling quite proud of myself here. Just one problem though :( i missed the lowest tax slab by just a measely 9k!! and now my tax has gone up 2k!!<br /><br />Tomorrow, im gonna go file it, and hopefully, going to return without much problems.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-27834750825775757842006-09-28T15:36:00.000+05:002006-09-28T15:40:53.922+05:00blogthought: If I could, I would..If i could, i would make you realize that all you need to be is the complete you and i'd be the happiest guy on earth!<br /><br />That even through all your ups and downs, all your irritating habits, all your needs, your incapability of doing stuff for me, <span style="font-style: italic;">being with you... is what makes me.... truly happy</span>!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-74212430167586269852006-09-26T12:43:00.000+05:002006-09-26T12:44:17.666+05:00Setting the mood...There are some things in life which immediately set your mood, especially if they happen in the morning. It could be your favourite song on the radio, seeing a specific color, a TV ad, seeing your best friends' face passing by in the traffic on her way to work, anything... but after that, you can rest assured that the rest of the day would be nothing short of beautiful and exhilarating.<br /><br />This is what happened this morning to me, as i made my way down from my new diggs down to work. The radio was set on CityFM 89, with Mr. Suhail Hashmi blaring out his musical selection, and just when i was about to change the station, it started.....<br /><br />The song with which i've always had great memories.. the song which can lift me out almost instantaneously out of any doldrum life throws at me....<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Udit Narayan and Sandhana Sargam's Pehla Nasha</span><br /><br />Two of my most favourite <a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/songs/get_song_Pehla%20Nasha.html">passages</a> from the song..<br /><blockquote><pre><span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Chaahe tum kuchh na kaho maine sun liya<br />Ki saathi pyaar ka mujhe chun liya<br />Chun liya<br />Maine Sun liya</span></span></pre></blockquote>and<br /><blockquote><pre><span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Usne baat ki kuchh aise dhang se<br />Sapne de gaya vo hazaaron range ke<br />Usne baat ki kuchh aise dhang se<br />Sapne de gaya vo hazaaron range ke<br />Reh jaoon jaise main haar ke<br />Aur choome vo mujhe pyaar se</span></span></pre></blockquote>And whats even better than this song?? the remix version of it!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-61934087975846564672006-09-26T09:33:00.000+05:002006-09-26T10:09:52.076+05:00when ur on ur own....the only one worth relying on is yourself.<br /><br />This came to me as revelation this morning, after a series of events.<br /><br />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....<br /><br />2. The dhobi is not giving back my clothes.. as a result, now i <span style="font-style: italic;">have</span> no clothes! So from today, i start washing my own clothes too...<br /><br />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.<br /><br />4. My batman is not really interested in waking me up in the mornings either.... This issue, i have yet to resolve....<br /><br />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 :D<br /><br />and so, when on your own, you can only rely on yourself, or get wasted :pmAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-55857087161328789382006-09-25T11:43:00.000+05:002006-09-25T11:53:48.921+05:00Pehla RozaRamzan 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. <br /><br />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. <br /><br />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).<br /><br />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!! <br /><br />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<br /><br />This is going to be one TOUGH ramzan!! Happy fasting everyone!<br /><br />Now for the words of wisdom for anyone caring to listen<br />1. Be kind to your fellow man this ramzan!!!<br />2. Fasting is no excuse for not working!!!<br /><br />bus... thats it.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-18945531174458135712006-09-23T16:09:00.000+05:002006-09-23T16:15:18.514+05:00taggedi 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!!<br /><br />Anyway, i was tagged by dear, dear <a href="http://pkblogs.com/a-womans-world">checkmate</a>! so here goes. I, in turn, tag <a href="http://pkblogs.com/bedroomacoustics/">Icedmocha</a> and <a href="http://pkblogs.com/darkness-bfr-light/">Tanzila</a>!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am thinking about:</span><br />her... the one i have, yet can never have.....<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I said,</span><br />"just five more minutes!!!" while gettin up every morning... n then get hellishly late<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I want to,</span><br />have my choti choti khushian! dats what makes life much more worth living...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I wish,</span><br />i could be a kid again... and laugh without wondering what it would be taken as?!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I miss,</span><br />refer to the first question ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I hear,</span><br />Fan's!! since the AC's on the fritz again :@<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I wonder,</span><br />when will i get a 100k+ job??<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I regret,</span><br />Nothing! Made sure of that!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am,</span><br />an enigma....... no, actually.. im as transparent as heavily tinted window's ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I dance,</span><br />wildly! but for myself only!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I cry,</span><br />have'nt for a long time... but the last time was when i was too shocked to do anything else!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am not always,</span><br />fun... okay, i admit it.. im a nerd and can get hellishly boring at times!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I write,</span><br />whatever my heart feels like.. no restrictions<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I need,</span><br />a tall glass of juice!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I finish,</span><br />a cigarette and wonder what good its gonna do me?!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-82769103906517180822006-09-23T00:23:00.000+05:002006-09-23T01:22:56.933+05:00hungry for a day<div style="text-align: center;">What do you do when you go hungry for a day??<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5037/2785/1600/Image050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5037/2785/320/Image050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Make sure it doesnt happen again by getting Rs. 350 worth of junk food in your room ;)<br /><br />Right now, im having the Pringles... yummmmmm!<br /></div>mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-60707972801486538242006-09-21T16:25:00.000+05:002006-09-21T16:30:52.539+05:00blogwordoftheweek: wordsLet my words be my sanctuary,<br />Let my words be my prison,<br />Let my words by my sword,<br />Let my words be my flower.<br /><br />My words.... My thoughts.... My pleasure.... My Pain!<br /><br />(c) ME!!!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-65889376019322680172006-09-21T10:41:00.000+05:002006-09-21T11:00:38.616+05:00*crash*I've been going on and on over at KMB about motorcyclists in the wonderful(?) city of Karachi... Little did i know, i was gonna have my first run-in with one... that too.. driving at over 60 MPH!<br /><br />This happened while going to the airport to drop my brother and mother for their flight to ISB, just as you cross the last signal before climbing up the terminal. I was barelling down that road, saw a green signal, people waiting at the intersection, and floored the accelerator thinking i'd get through before the signal opens....... (Before i go on, one point to note is that the intersection is surrounded with a lot of tree's/shrubs which ofcourse makes it impossible to see more than one car deep if your coming up the road. The cars i saw were stopped.... Anyways...) then i saw it! A bike with two passengers <span style="font-style: italic;">breaking</span> the signal and crossing the intersection! I swerved right, trying to avoid them, cursing under my breath.... they cleared the road and i breathed a sigh of relief... almost!<br /><br />Then i saw the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">SECOND</span> bike breaking the signal and crossing the intersection!!!! this time, there was no time nor room to manouver out... in what seemed like a split second... i jammed on the breaks (which on a mehran are pretty non existant) and almost prayed/cursed in the same sentence!<br /><br />Then we collided!<br /><br />Luckily for him (the bastard!), he wasnt hurt.... nor was i or my brother (Thank God!!) his bike was kind of battered by then and my car was pretty much totalled from the front.... i was pretty thankful and sane till that moment, then i heard a strange noise coming from within the engine comparment... and lost it! For the second time in my life... i wanted blood! HIS blood!!! I got out and started shouting at him! Wo tou he was either too shocked or dazed (probably he's an imbicle) to say or do anything back, to bach gaya! Just at that time, my mom came over in the other car... the moment i saw her, i kind of cooled down... a cousin of mine also got out, and went brutal on his ass! (i love you for that cuz!!). After a couple of punches.. and the crowd trying to break us up... i sent my mom n the other car over to the terminal, the flight wasnt gonna wait for a phadda afterall, got my brothers luggage from my car, transferred it to a third car which was thankfully there, left my car at the intersection and went to see them off. It took me a futher half hour to really cool down! The adrenaline rush doesnt go down easily.<br /><br />What a send off they had from karachi! Sorry mom... Sorry bro!<br /><br />Damn motorbike drivers!!!<br /><br />On top of that, he had the <span style="font-style: italic;">gall</span> to say "gaari dekh kar chalao"!! that was enough to get him two three more punches!<br /><br />Damage assesment: Bumper gone, Bonnet dented, both fenders dented, right axle damanged, engine foundation broken, radiator assembly pushed inside, headlights broken, bumper lights broken.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-20173869416271895742006-09-19T18:04:00.000+05:002006-09-19T18:12:17.679+05:00dude! where are the keys?My brother took the car yesterday.....<br />the car keychain also had the key's to my room cupboard on it....<br />i went to my room at 6:30...<br />my brother came back at 1...<br /><br />i read Angels and Demons for six and an half hours! (The book is totally worth it!!)<br /><br />Today, i seperated both set of keys! He's again taken the car.....<br /><br />I think i'll complete the book today.mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-23477686511121551962006-09-19T15:02:00.000+05:002006-09-19T15:24:14.693+05:00on its way..Today, i spent the morning getting my car boarded for transport. Surprisingly, the whole procedure takes about 15 minutes..... The <span style="font-style: italic;">actual</span> procedure that is! The waiting and all takes about 4 hours :S which ate up my morning.<br /><br />Went to get the car today, and the first thing i noticed was....... a FLAT!!! i mean, things cant happen without screwing up! now can they. Ol murphy still breathes somewhere :@<br /><br />So anyways, with no other option, i changed the tyre... and took the car out. One thing i love about a corolla... it is air-conditioning! It rocks! My journey from tariq road to NLC headquarters was pretty uneventful.. when i reached there however, the contact person wasnt there. Turns out... he'd gone to hyd in the morning. Thats what the wait was about.. figuring out he was in hyd :D Khair, someone i got in touch with, got in touch with him, who inturn got in touch with his staff and told them to process my case. That way, i got the car boarded without much paperwork, otherwise, just obtaining an NOC is hell.<br /><br />In the meanwhile, while waiting for people to get in touch, i thought i'd go get the puncture fixed, then decided to have lunch... and subsequently dropped in at Agha's with a single purpose.. a Henny's sandwich! I head Inspirex go on n on about it and thought why not have it. Picked up a BBQ sandwich and a Strawberry fanta, and ate in the car. The sandwich was... fresh and yummy. Though with a pretty steep price tag. Satisfied, my next stop was again NLC where thankfully the word had come through and my car was processed.<br /><br />Then i realized another fact (because of which i just love a Corolla's AC), it was raining FIRE out today!! I got dehydrated almost! The searing heat hitting my face felt.... well... like searing heat hitting my face!<br /><br />Now, im sitting at the office, where thankfully the net is working. I need to get back to work, and do some of it... My boss has been pretty accomodating so far, just hope he remains like that.... I need one more day late, to see-off my mom n brother tomorrow.<br /><br />And im still unplugged at home :(mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-80774824613483940662006-09-18T17:32:00.000+05:002006-09-18T17:52:15.927+05:00interrogationOne of the things i hate the most, is people asking me to be specific about something they're asking of me. It feels like i'm being interrogated like a criminal or something. I'm the kind of person who likes to have a certain degree of freedom in whatever i do, so that if i find a more optimum way to do it, i can.<br /><br />I believe this habit stems from being unpredictable. I can not follow a prescribed path for too long. Its just not me. I gravitate in life in response to a lot external forces, many of which i have no control over. Some tend to be more direct than others, however, these are still those which affect my daily routine more than anything else. These <span style="font-style: italic;">forces</span> that i talk about can be vibes from people all the way to traffic jams forcing me to change route.<br /><br />Let me explain with a very recent example. I was on my way home from work, when my brother called and asked me get something for him to eat, till then, my plan was to get home and sleep.. but it altered. Even though he was a force, it was very direct and i do not include that in my list of forces. From there on in, i changed route to go through clifton, when suddenly, while crossing the neighbourhood of my grandparents, i decided to stop by. I got out of the car, and starting walking up their driveway, where a cousin of mine was coming down with her kid, to get some work done. Here's how our conversation went<br /><blockquote>Her: Kuch aur maangti khuda say, to wo bhee mil jaata aaj<br />Me: Howcome?<br />Her: I was thinking of calling you, because grandpa is not feeling well, and was strugling with the decision for a long time, since you were busy in your packing and all.<br />Me: *all smiles*</blockquote>The force here, was her will, (and my grandpa's as i later learned) to have me there, and somehow i gravitated to that spot. Now call me crazy, but this happens a lot to me. I can usually even sense when my cell phone is going to ring and pick it up just moments before a call connects. Its kind of a sixth sense going in overdrive.<br /><br />I've kinda lost the will to write about what pestered me to write this post in the first place... suffice to day, a certain person X (not inspirex) has this habit of cross questioning me whenever they ask for something from me, and even though i never say no to him, this line of questioning really boils me. Today, my bubble burst on him and i really let him have it! It goes something like this<br /><blockquote>X: Where are you now?<br />Me: Office<br />X: Then why can i hear background noise? Your in the car? Are you going somewhere? where are you coming from? Why are you in the car? Arent you supposed to be at office?<br />Me: I am at office, just came down to get lunch.<br />X: Lunch? Where are you going to get lunch? Did u take the car? You took the car na? Where'd you get lunch from? How far is it from your office?<br />Me: %$^#$%$^&</blockquote>*the above conversation is not verbatim! I think my anger shorted some circuits in my brain and i cant rem what the hell he said*mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-77031007374405025532006-09-18T11:12:00.000+05:002006-09-18T11:34:42.148+05:00unpluggedThis weekend, i was unplugged!! Aarrgghhh! the horror of it all!<br /><br />What i learned in the last two days was this..... im a net-addict! and i keep needing my fix!<br /><br />It got so bad, that i started getting online from my mobile (even though it doesnt work that well) just to get a fix! Logged into my mailbox, checked out the number of unread mails... n logged out! Forget reading blogs from there!<br /><br />Then i came into work this morning... all happy that i'll get to get online... and my damn PC was disconnected from the network!!! i almost screamed today! Got the admin guy to checkup my connection and now finally (shukar-allah) its working!!<br /><br />Read a lot of blogs, commented a whole lot! And now posting!! Its so good 2 be online!! yayy!<br /><br />*damn.. now i better get back to work!mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-10805723949661856232006-09-17T01:59:00.000+05:002006-09-17T02:18:28.551+05:00the big dayWe finally moved today! When i say move, i mean, we vacated the previous house, i moved into my new 'digs' and mom n brother have assumed gypsy status till their departure on wednesday.<br />The day started out at 8 AM, just like any other.... when i got out of my room, i realized.... that it was gonna be the last day i wake up in that room. (i had been realizing such things a lot lately).. quickly took in what/how that room had been to me.. my 'sanctuary' for the last six years... as well as my bed n breakfast.<br /><br />The packers/carpenters arrived as usual at 9:30, as they had been for the last two weeks. All credit goes to them for 'efficiently' packing up everything... My mom n brother just packed their rooms, i only packed up my clothes, the rest was done by them.<br /><br />The container we had ordered came through at 11 AM, almost two hours later than scheduled... which gave us time for some last minute packing.. Also, that morning, we ordered a forklift to assist in loading the container... anyone planning a intercity move in the coming times... do yourself a favour and get a forklift! It reduced the time n breakage for the stuff manifolds!<br /><br />At around 4 PM, my stuff, which was just to be moved crosscity, was loaded on another truck and the driver became anxious to leave. I handed over the rest of the packing/closing over to my mom n the packers, and left with the truck to unload the stuff at my new digs. I have now, officially, crossed the (so called) bridge of karachi, and live on not-defence side now.<br /><br />Brought my stuff over, had them haul it up all three flights to my room, and then started some cursory unpacking. It was then that i realized that a) i was dehydrated, and b) was hungry!!! So grabbed a friend of mine, and we headed over to have some lunch. By the time i was back, i thought i'd just crash!! Almost did, before KESC decided to be a darling and shut off the power supply... and then the mosqitoes attacked! I had no candle, no mosquito coil and very irritated... then in the dark, continued unpacking some more stuff, found a candle i had stashed in my stuff 'just in case', lit it.. and proceeded to take a bath! Then changed and just as i was about to leave... the lights came back on! By this time, i was too pumped with my recent shower, so left. Did some visiting... had a late dinner with my bro (who i picked up on the way) and came back home at 1:30 AM! Its now 2:16 AM... and i just dont wanna sleep.... :S<br /><br />I think i'm way past tired now...........mAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22819757.post-89772142921456332762006-09-14T18:54:00.000+05:002006-09-14T18:56:07.097+05:00realizationcoffee is a life-saver!<br /><br />enuff said :DmAn[S]o0rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752147315642003192noreply@blogger.com7