Thank God that when I want get in touch with a friend I can post her, email her and if these two methods dont work then call her ! I’m just missing a friend very badly. She has gone to England forever and today I was constantly reminded of the fact. Plus she was the only friend who use to love reading the same books as I and it use be so nice exchanging books and then later having huge conversation about those books with French fries or something spicy. There are some people you just click with and she and I clicked with each other. Now the chances of her and me reading the same book is nil as neither of us are there to lend the book unless we start parceling the book and that costs a LOT. Even buying a book cost a lot here ! Anyway I am really glad that we can keep in touch ! Isn’t it great that we have so many ways to communicate with our love ones. We can fax them, post them, call them, write to them, email them, text message them, send an e-card, chat online and not to forget voice and video conferencing. My personal favorites are long emails, unexpected e-cards, unexpected cards from post or cards on the occasion of my birthday especially posted to me from Pakistan and Canada and letters. By the way if you are looking for cool and lovely e-cards you should try www.hallmark.com. (nobody I know usally know about Hallmark) I think they are the best ! (They even have a section e-card where you congratulate someone for getting a house or a teacher appreciation e-cards !)
Oh ! And also you can fly to meet your love ones ! (Not always an easy and cheap task no wonder its the last alternative !) I will be flying to Karachi on the 4th to meet my family ! I miss them And to eat the spicy bun kebab as I love it and my taste buds totally yearns to eat and chew it. (but the first bun kebab am definitely going to gobble it !! ) That’s all for now ! I have to start my packing which I dislike doing. Take care everybody ! Have fun !
PS if you have a good website for e-cards except 123greetings (which are good too) and American greeting (which are not all free) do post them here. It would be much appreciated !!!
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Guess who decided to join the blogsphere ! My sis ! My 10 year old sis ! And her first post makes me want to just quit the blogsphere. I should have locked her in a room or something. I should have never given into her badgering, nagging, complaining, toturing, shouting, singing and I think you get the picture.
http://www.bandmanagerlife.blogspot.com/
http://www.bandmanagerlife.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
The matter of hair
“APPI”, YOU DYED YOUR HAIR” , screamed my bro at me. “Nooo I didn’t dye my hair”. Suddenly my bro was pulling my small plait and dragging it to my face. “Look its BROWN !”, he screamed in my ear. “Yea I know, tell me something new”, said I. “Your hair is BLACK not brown”, said my bro. “Oh yea I forgot I had dyed it”, I lied.
(it was getting interesting and didn’t want the show to stop)
Before I knew it my bro had rushed to the room my mom was in. I would hear him frantically explaining how his sister had dyed her hair brown and how would his mom allow such a thing. My mom explained to him kindly that in strong sunlight his eldest sister’s hair turns brownish reddish and is technically 3 colours depending on the light. My bro comes back to me. “Good you didn’t dye your hair”, said he. “Well I was planning to dye it light brown so you better take your good back”,said I jokingly. “WHAT ?”
Yup the screaming session started. And my 12 year old brother started bossing me around. I got so mad. I mean it’s my life, my hair. If I want to dye it I can. My parents don’t mind and I even have an uncle who asked me if I wanted to dye my hair. ( He promised me that if my parent disagreed on me dying my hair he would talk with them !) So with such cool-headed people around me how in the world did I ended up with such a bossy little brother who is currently obsessed with my hair. To get back on him for screaming at him I told him I have full attention to dye my hair either red or blonde. I told him I am pondering on the subject. As red hair would clash with pink clothes. (I made it up) And blonde hair is un-Meera like. But how do I know its un-Meera like when I haven’t seen myself with blonde hair ? I actually asked for his opinion which turned him purple. Ok not purple but his huge eyes were filled with frustration and anger. I wish I wanted to dye my hair but the sad truth is I don’t want to dye my hair. Anyway it doesn’t matter. Knowing him he won’t get a good night sleep in trying to come up with plans to stop me.
My sister on the other hand is facing a complete different situation with my parents. My parent wants to cut her hair as she doesn’t take care of it and its always messy. Because they keep cutting it , it has never managed to grow. This time my 10 year old sis has put her foot down and is rebelliously fighting for her rights. The thing is my parents do have a point. I mean even with her short hair she manages to mess it up beautifully. But even I had enough of her short hair so I am supporting her. So I made a pact with my mom that I would make sure her hair is always neat in return they wont cut her hair. But it turn out that keeping her hair neat is the most difficult job on the Earth!
Hmm welcome to the glimpse of my home life. I find it hilarious I guess because its mine and mine alone. Anyway you guys take care ! Have a blast !
(it was getting interesting and didn’t want the show to stop)
Before I knew it my bro had rushed to the room my mom was in. I would hear him frantically explaining how his sister had dyed her hair brown and how would his mom allow such a thing. My mom explained to him kindly that in strong sunlight his eldest sister’s hair turns brownish reddish and is technically 3 colours depending on the light. My bro comes back to me. “Good you didn’t dye your hair”, said he. “Well I was planning to dye it light brown so you better take your good back”,said I jokingly. “WHAT ?”
Yup the screaming session started. And my 12 year old brother started bossing me around. I got so mad. I mean it’s my life, my hair. If I want to dye it I can. My parents don’t mind and I even have an uncle who asked me if I wanted to dye my hair. ( He promised me that if my parent disagreed on me dying my hair he would talk with them !) So with such cool-headed people around me how in the world did I ended up with such a bossy little brother who is currently obsessed with my hair. To get back on him for screaming at him I told him I have full attention to dye my hair either red or blonde. I told him I am pondering on the subject. As red hair would clash with pink clothes. (I made it up) And blonde hair is un-Meera like. But how do I know its un-Meera like when I haven’t seen myself with blonde hair ? I actually asked for his opinion which turned him purple. Ok not purple but his huge eyes were filled with frustration and anger. I wish I wanted to dye my hair but the sad truth is I don’t want to dye my hair. Anyway it doesn’t matter. Knowing him he won’t get a good night sleep in trying to come up with plans to stop me.
My sister on the other hand is facing a complete different situation with my parents. My parent wants to cut her hair as she doesn’t take care of it and its always messy. Because they keep cutting it , it has never managed to grow. This time my 10 year old sis has put her foot down and is rebelliously fighting for her rights. The thing is my parents do have a point. I mean even with her short hair she manages to mess it up beautifully. But even I had enough of her short hair so I am supporting her. So I made a pact with my mom that I would make sure her hair is always neat in return they wont cut her hair. But it turn out that keeping her hair neat is the most difficult job on the Earth!
Hmm welcome to the glimpse of my home life. I find it hilarious I guess because its mine and mine alone. Anyway you guys take care ! Have a blast !
Monday, July 24, 2006
Veronika decides to die
Quoting from Veronika decides to die, “And all of us, one way or another, are mad”.
I finished reading “Veronika decides to die” by Paulo Coelho. The book was a bit of a surprise and it took me sometime to get use to it. It’s a beautiful, thoughtful and one crazy ;) book. What I simply loved about this book was how it has so many things to think about and so many different people with their different stories. To tell you the truth at first I didn’t like Vernoika , I don’t know maybe it was because how she puts it that," she wanted to commit suicide because she would gain nothing by continuing her life and she felt everything in this world was wrong and that she had no way of putting things right." To me it just didn’t seem right. But as you read further you find deeper meanings and why she felt this way.
The book begins with her taking an overdose of sleeping pills but instead of dying she lands herself in the asylum called “Villete”. Over there she discovers that she is still going to die but she has a week or maybe 2 to 4 days to live. I think that was the first turning point because its one thing to completely kill yourself but another thing to wait for death. She meets the mad people of Villete. ( some of them arent even mad, infact after reading this book you will wonder about correcting your defination of "madness") All these people are there for different reasons. And from these people she learns to accept differences in people .
What this book is about ? Its about how we look at the world from one point of view, its about how we easily give up our dreams, its about how we are so afraid to be different, its about how we always judge, its about the country Slovenia, its has a bit about Sufism (just enough to get you interested in it) and so many other things.
It’s a book worth reading. You need to read it to get it. No use me writing about it because I don’t have words to describe this book. Like all Paul Coelho’s books its make you think.
Anyway I had a normal day except for the huge bookslide that took place from my wardrobe in attempt to hide all my magazines from mom. (so she wouldn’t think of asking me to give it away or throwing it away) My luck is such that the bookslide occurred when my mom was in the room. Imagine her look of shock ! So much for my attempt of hiding my magazines.
Well that’s all for today. Do have a lovely day ! Be mad ! :)
Sunday, July 23, 2006
The forbidden closet adventure.
‘What are you doing” I said to my sis. My sis had opened the forbidden closet of the house. Before I knew it all my strictness was gone when I saw my sister snooping around all the forbidden stuff. Which are ancient jewelry, ancient boxes filled with bangles, beautiful clothes that you wont be caught wearing these days but still beautiful and everything that’s forbidden. My sister loves to snoop around so did I at her age. But when you are older and busy you don’t get time to snoop around near the forbidden closet. We were so excited to see all the forbidden stuff that we forget that just five minute before we had a fight. Where I had screamed on top of my lungs for my parents as my sister was spying on me and my sister had jumped on the bed and hid her face inside the blanket and called me a “baby”. She had said that I acted like a baby, cried like baby , smiled like baby. (Ok I said too much )
Anyway I was particularly interested in the jewelry. I would never be caught wearing them except when somebody does a 70’s dress-up party but it’s still nice to wear them and pretend that you are this lost princess who are about part with your most precocious jewels. ‘Stop pretending’ whispered my sis guessing what’s going inside my head. Then it was her turn to find stuff she is interested. Boxes filled with tiny “Kinder Surprise” toys. And they are just amazing and mouth-watering. It was my turn to tell “Don’t you even think of taking one away”. I know toys are meant to be played with. And we are allowed to play with it when we were small. But the thing is it is easy to break them so my mom whisks them away after a week of playing with them. She has been collecting them since I was 9 years old. So you can imagine the 5 large boxes filled with I’m-meant-to-be-played-with-toys. Anyway I started feeling guilty for snooping around so I told my sis to keep things away. “When you had seen your stuff now let me see my stuff”, was her reply.
Enters my brother in the scenario. Being a 12 year boy he is hardly interested in helping us snoop around. For one minute I thought I was dead. After all this was the forbidden closet my sis and I were going through. One shout to my mom would lead us to a scolding of our life. But my bro had another thing on his mind. “Don’t worry I wont tell mom but hey Appi will you download this song for me……” I wouldn’t refuse after all its good If I didn’t mess with him now. When he left the room we kept everything away as we havent touched them or as if nothing had been removed from its place. Knowing from my experience I know in 2 weeks time my mom would guess that somebody had opened and touched every single thing in the closet.(why do parents have an uncanny way of knowing all the mischief you do at home.) Of course I will have to confess but for now I am downloading “khamaj” by Fuzon formy brother. Its one amazing song so its not a bad deal. Anyway me going to pull my sister’s ear for spying on me AGAIN FOR THE MILLIONT TIME…..you guys have a lovely, snoop-free day. ;)
PS. Maybe the title is a bit exaggerated
Anyway I was particularly interested in the jewelry. I would never be caught wearing them except when somebody does a 70’s dress-up party but it’s still nice to wear them and pretend that you are this lost princess who are about part with your most precocious jewels. ‘Stop pretending’ whispered my sis guessing what’s going inside my head. Then it was her turn to find stuff she is interested. Boxes filled with tiny “Kinder Surprise” toys. And they are just amazing and mouth-watering. It was my turn to tell “Don’t you even think of taking one away”. I know toys are meant to be played with. And we are allowed to play with it when we were small. But the thing is it is easy to break them so my mom whisks them away after a week of playing with them. She has been collecting them since I was 9 years old. So you can imagine the 5 large boxes filled with I’m-meant-to-be-played-with-toys. Anyway I started feeling guilty for snooping around so I told my sis to keep things away. “When you had seen your stuff now let me see my stuff”, was her reply.
Enters my brother in the scenario. Being a 12 year boy he is hardly interested in helping us snoop around. For one minute I thought I was dead. After all this was the forbidden closet my sis and I were going through. One shout to my mom would lead us to a scolding of our life. But my bro had another thing on his mind. “Don’t worry I wont tell mom but hey Appi will you download this song for me……” I wouldn’t refuse after all its good If I didn’t mess with him now. When he left the room we kept everything away as we havent touched them or as if nothing had been removed from its place. Knowing from my experience I know in 2 weeks time my mom would guess that somebody had opened and touched every single thing in the closet.(why do parents have an uncanny way of knowing all the mischief you do at home.) Of course I will have to confess but for now I am downloading “khamaj” by Fuzon formy brother. Its one amazing song so its not a bad deal. Anyway me going to pull my sister’s ear for spying on me AGAIN FOR THE MILLIONT TIME…..you guys have a lovely, snoop-free day. ;)
PS. Maybe the title is a bit exaggerated
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Sitting ducks
So sitting ducks’s situation continues. I am talking about all the leaders of the world. I think they keep focusing on humanitarian aid because that’s all they can do. (yesterday it came in the news that ambulances sent by UAE were bombed) What happened to taking some serious action as demanding cease fire ? The rising death toll doesn’t seem to be bothering them. Soon this news will become an old news but they still will be talking about it or playing the 'blame game". All the countries that can afford evacuation are doing it but what about countries like Sri Lanka. I read an article that most Sri Lankan are praying for their family over there and because of the war it’s affecting their economy as well. Anyway the latest news is that countries are working together in evacuating its people. (BUT what about those people who cant leave ? What about Lebanese ? )
Ok another thing that took me surprise was blogs being blocked in India….. Whats up with that ? You know if a person wants to be a terrorist and an extremist something as small as a blog won’t influence him or her. Do you think so ? And how many violent or crazy blogs have you come across ? I haven’t a single one. Except for one chauvinist one but that’s all.
That’s all for today…
Take care.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
On a diet...
I am officially going on a diet. But a diet from the internet & not food. Last night or morning actually 2 in the morning I got caught being on the net on parent patrol. Don’t worry I was charged by a “light” scolding nothing that horrible. But last morning while trying to go to sleep I realized I want to be a morning person awfully. I want to wake up around 7 I think. Get my chores done by tenish. Then relax and chill out. Also start sleeping at 10.(ok 10 is too much but at least by 12) OK we are drifting from the topic. Yes diet from the internet. I have decided that 2 hours would be sufficient on the computer out of which 1 hour I can spend on the net.
Why do I want to go on a diet ?
Simple, I miss the old me. The old me would curl up with a book in the night and read till 12 and then go to bed.( Not stay awake till 2 , freaking about her future ! And posting crazy posts in her blog)
How will I survive in this diet ?
Get lot of reading material.
What will keep me on this diet ?
Friends and this blog. I guess by posting this it will be a constant reminder to me from the blog. Plus I am going to tell all my friends online to ignore me when I am online. Especially at 12am.
Anyway that’s all on my diet. Wish me luck ! Anyway everybody have an amazing super-nice day !
Why do I want to go on a diet ?
Simple, I miss the old me. The old me would curl up with a book in the night and read till 12 and then go to bed.( Not stay awake till 2 , freaking about her future ! And posting crazy posts in her blog)
How will I survive in this diet ?
Get lot of reading material.
What will keep me on this diet ?
Friends and this blog. I guess by posting this it will be a constant reminder to me from the blog. Plus I am going to tell all my friends online to ignore me when I am online. Especially at 12am.
Anyway that’s all on my diet. Wish me luck ! Anyway everybody have an amazing super-nice day !
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
1 in the morning....
1 in the morning is the worst time to be thinking about stuff. My life, my dreams, my mistakes, my home, my world and the list goes one. Why ? For the simple reason there is nobody to disturb me. No chores to be done, no sibling’s quarrel to solve, no TV, no traffic but a peaceful lasting silence. All the buzzing that’s going is in my head. What am I feeling ? Annoyed basically for not being in bed and trying to sleep. And restless !!! I want to do countless things in my life. I am wondering now how in the world am I going to achieve all these things. And each one is linked to each other. I need to do them one at a time and each one is dependent on the other. One slip-up will cost me a lifetime of misery. One victory would put me on the top of the world. I need to think positive. I need to believe in my dreams. For nothing cant be achieved without faith, believe and hard work. See, I don’t know whether to feel positive or negative !
PS I am wondering now whether I think too much or is it “1 in the morning doings”.
PS I am wondering now whether I think too much or is it “1 in the morning doings”.
The newspaper
The newspaper is haunting my mind. The thing about the newspaper & me is that I never seem to remember anything after I am done reading with it. Yes, I block everything out. Not purposely. It just happens. I never did like reading the newspaper and I still don’t but it has become a sort of an addiction and a habit. If its not the newspaper then it’s the news on TV or some talk show. Lately I am thinking what’s the use of reading the newspaper when I don’t remember most of it. Today somebody asked me why did the Israel start the war on Lebanon and yes I went blank ….. why did they ? I know its something about the Hezbollah having the Israel soldiers. This is all I remember after reading everything linked with the war , editorials and as well seeing the shows. (It will come back when I sit down to read today's newspaper)
I think the truth & the fact hurts so much maybe that’s why I forget it. After all how many good news do you get to read ? Did anybody read any good news today, do share if you did. Maybe one day I will learn to remember whatever I read. Will learn to retain it. For now I will continue reading the newspaper. After all that’s all I am able to do. Anyway you guys take care !
I think the truth & the fact hurts so much maybe that’s why I forget it. After all how many good news do you get to read ? Did anybody read any good news today, do share if you did. Maybe one day I will learn to remember whatever I read. Will learn to retain it. For now I will continue reading the newspaper. After all that’s all I am able to do. Anyway you guys take care !
Monday, July 17, 2006
The "C" word
I never in my life want to hear the word ‘condemn’ again from a politician’s mouth. All they know is how to condemn things and that’s all. I have started to think one of the duty of being a politician is to “strongly condemn” what ever you disapprove of. What happen to taking some action towards it ? The death toll of Lebanon & Israel is rising. But nobody seems to want to talk about that. What they want to talk about is who’s fault it is that this war started ? What happened to ending it first ?
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Media Science it is
Have you read about those moments when you are about to lose something at the exact moment you realize how that something means so much to you ? I think I might have read about such moments in books but today I got to experience it. And that moment made my blood rush and made me realize what I really wanted.It happens like this, my friend online announces that they are canceling the course of Media Science as the college can’t find enough students for it. As soon as I read those lines everything just becomes crystal clear. Even my fears about the whole thing vanishes as if they never existed and I knew that moment that if I don’t do “Media Science” I wont do BBA either because that’s not what I wanted to do. Finally I have gotten rid of that tiny nagging “what if” voice and it makes me smile and want to just twirl around the room.(Its a lovely feeling to get rid of a certain fear.) Oh and it turns out my friend was joking. Funny how I came to this decision ! Now even the idea of taking BBA makes me laugh because how can I even think such a thing !
Today I also discovered I love teaching. Things are really going great with my tuition kids. The only difficult thing is that they are so adorable I don’t know how to be firm with them. I think the best moment was when they noticed my birthday marked on the calendar. And then one after the other offered to bring stuff for my birthday. The eldest offered to bring chocolates. The two brothers offered to bring cake and present. While the youngest offered one of my favorite thing “Balloons” ! She and I agreed that no birthday would be complete without balloons. Plus I am sure that they are learning stuff. The eldest doesn’t say “kachra “ now & says “rubbish” when she doesn’t like something . While the youngest at last say “finish” instead of “Khalas”. I have taught them verbs, nouns, pronouns, vowels and when to use “have & has” and “was & were”. I also try to make them read as much as possible. Convincing them takes a lot of time unless I offer to read myself! Also my acting skills are definitely improving. As when they don’t understand something I have to act it out for them plus it makes things livelier.
I guess that’s all for today. I don’t want to talk about the news because I am sick of the “blame game” they are playing. My friend came up with the “blame game” word and currently I cant think up of any better way of putting it. While some are playing the blame game the rest are just sitting ducks. Why cant they sit and talk it out ? What they are doing is costing people lives. How can they not see this ? Thats all I have to say.
Anyway I hope you guys have a nice day. Take care !
Today I also discovered I love teaching. Things are really going great with my tuition kids. The only difficult thing is that they are so adorable I don’t know how to be firm with them. I think the best moment was when they noticed my birthday marked on the calendar. And then one after the other offered to bring stuff for my birthday. The eldest offered to bring chocolates. The two brothers offered to bring cake and present. While the youngest offered one of my favorite thing “Balloons” ! She and I agreed that no birthday would be complete without balloons. Plus I am sure that they are learning stuff. The eldest doesn’t say “kachra “ now & says “rubbish” when she doesn’t like something . While the youngest at last say “finish” instead of “Khalas”. I have taught them verbs, nouns, pronouns, vowels and when to use “have & has” and “was & were”. I also try to make them read as much as possible. Convincing them takes a lot of time unless I offer to read myself! Also my acting skills are definitely improving. As when they don’t understand something I have to act it out for them plus it makes things livelier.
I guess that’s all for today. I don’t want to talk about the news because I am sick of the “blame game” they are playing. My friend came up with the “blame game” word and currently I cant think up of any better way of putting it. While some are playing the blame game the rest are just sitting ducks. Why cant they sit and talk it out ? What they are doing is costing people lives. How can they not see this ? Thats all I have to say.
Anyway I hope you guys have a nice day. Take care !
Friday, July 14, 2006
I have wanted to post for sometime but things that have been happening all around the world has been holding me back. So many people have died this week and its horrible. Yesterday with the Lebanon and Israel I think things really took a turn for the worst. The bombings in Mumbai was terrible. Lets not forget about the suicide bombing that took place today in Karachi. Today seeing the front page of Gulf news was enough to ruin my day. So that’s all. I wish everything gets solved and I hope and pray that nothing more drastic or devastating happens. Anyway see you guys tomorrow.
PS: I read this nice article. If interested do check out.
http://www.dontsweat.com/columns/bigstuff.html
PS: I read this nice article. If interested do check out.
http://www.dontsweat.com/columns/bigstuff.html
Monday, July 10, 2006
Memories..... ( God gave us memory so we might have roses in December by J.M.Barrie)
“Its surprising how much of memory is built around things unnoticed at the time”
by Barbara Kingsolver (American writer).
Isn’t it funny how some things, songs and stuff becomes a reminder of somebody we know ? There are countless songs that are linked to people I know in my life. Some time its because they are their favorites or maybe that person gave me the song to listen or in a party somebody especially put that song or somebody was singing that song with heart and soul or when somebody use to have an obsession (still have) with a singer so whenever I hear or see anything about the paki singer Atif Aslam or the Britney Spears I have flashback of my friends and their obsessions. ;)
The song “Complicated” always remind me of my school mate as she played that song in the class party. I particularly remember her humming this song. Strangely that song is just like her . I can imagine her telling million of people to act themselves as she use to hate people being fake or pretending to be somebody else. There are also songs that my friends made fun of so when I hear those songs by chance on the radio it brings back those memories. I am thinking now if somebody remembers me by a song ? The possibility is nil but its nice to ponder. I am sure that I am the type of person who will always be remembered for books or writers. I don’t mind that. Whenever I see any L.M.Montgomery’s books I remember this friend of mine. She use to love the books as much I so we use to spend hours talking about Montgomery's books. Plus she always use to say how whenever she sees a fairytale book or some book with a dashing, strong & independent heroine it reminds her of “me” as she knows I would love reading something like that.
So does this post reminds you of stuff that reminds you of people ? Let me know if you are willing to share. Anyway have fabulous day ! Keep Smiling !
PS : “Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose” by Kevin Arnold.
by Barbara Kingsolver (American writer).
Isn’t it funny how some things, songs and stuff becomes a reminder of somebody we know ? There are countless songs that are linked to people I know in my life. Some time its because they are their favorites or maybe that person gave me the song to listen or in a party somebody especially put that song or somebody was singing that song with heart and soul or when somebody use to have an obsession (still have) with a singer so whenever I hear or see anything about the paki singer Atif Aslam or the Britney Spears I have flashback of my friends and their obsessions. ;)
The song “Complicated” always remind me of my school mate as she played that song in the class party. I particularly remember her humming this song. Strangely that song is just like her . I can imagine her telling million of people to act themselves as she use to hate people being fake or pretending to be somebody else. There are also songs that my friends made fun of so when I hear those songs by chance on the radio it brings back those memories. I am thinking now if somebody remembers me by a song ? The possibility is nil but its nice to ponder. I am sure that I am the type of person who will always be remembered for books or writers. I don’t mind that. Whenever I see any L.M.Montgomery’s books I remember this friend of mine. She use to love the books as much I so we use to spend hours talking about Montgomery's books. Plus she always use to say how whenever she sees a fairytale book or some book with a dashing, strong & independent heroine it reminds her of “me” as she knows I would love reading something like that.
So does this post reminds you of stuff that reminds you of people ? Let me know if you are willing to share. Anyway have fabulous day ! Keep Smiling !
PS : “Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose” by Kevin Arnold.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Hello people ! How are you doing ?
Things are going wrong for me. I definitely woke up from the wrong side of the bed today. Its taking me my every ounce of patience to control my temper. The best part is I am not even irritated with people around me. I am not annoyed at my monster-like siblings who take my mp3 player and tangles all it wires and leave it lying around for me to solve the puzzle of untangling it. Not with my mom who makes me clean the same rooms again and again and makes me clear up the mess my sibling create. (forcing them to clean would mean supervising them and no way does anybody want such a huge head ache) Not with my friends for disappearing away ! Not with dad for always being busy. (Its not his fault) Anyway the person and the ONLY person I am irritated with is ME. Everything about “me” is annoying me these days most particularly my laziness bacteria.
I have forgotten to how to prioritize my work. In fact all I do these days is watch tv or surf the internet unnecessary. I would do important work but no I stick to being lazy. Because I am being lazy I feel so useless. I don’t like that feeling.
The worst part is that I cant do anything about it. What can I do to stop me ? Yes I can try to be not lazy but that’s the hard way out. (see its my laziness) If it was somebody else I would throw a fit in front of that person. If it was my siblings I would complain to my parents. If it was my mom I would debate her about her opinion. If it were my friends I would give them a sounding lecture. If it were my dad I would whine to him. But doing all these things with me would be either very crazy or very useless or very stupid.
I have decided “enough is enough”. Tomorrow onwards I am cutting my TV time and my computer time. Because I cant afford being lazy as its very addictive and next semester I need to outshine in everything I do , everything I say and in every way I can ! Venting out all these feelings really helps though. That’s all for today ! Hope you guys have lazy-free :D , super active and super nice day !
Things are going wrong for me. I definitely woke up from the wrong side of the bed today. Its taking me my every ounce of patience to control my temper. The best part is I am not even irritated with people around me. I am not annoyed at my monster-like siblings who take my mp3 player and tangles all it wires and leave it lying around for me to solve the puzzle of untangling it. Not with my mom who makes me clean the same rooms again and again and makes me clear up the mess my sibling create. (forcing them to clean would mean supervising them and no way does anybody want such a huge head ache) Not with my friends for disappearing away ! Not with dad for always being busy. (Its not his fault) Anyway the person and the ONLY person I am irritated with is ME. Everything about “me” is annoying me these days most particularly my laziness bacteria.
I have forgotten to how to prioritize my work. In fact all I do these days is watch tv or surf the internet unnecessary. I would do important work but no I stick to being lazy. Because I am being lazy I feel so useless. I don’t like that feeling.
The worst part is that I cant do anything about it. What can I do to stop me ? Yes I can try to be not lazy but that’s the hard way out. (see its my laziness) If it was somebody else I would throw a fit in front of that person. If it was my siblings I would complain to my parents. If it was my mom I would debate her about her opinion. If it were my friends I would give them a sounding lecture. If it were my dad I would whine to him. But doing all these things with me would be either very crazy or very useless or very stupid.
I have decided “enough is enough”. Tomorrow onwards I am cutting my TV time and my computer time. Because I cant afford being lazy as its very addictive and next semester I need to outshine in everything I do , everything I say and in every way I can ! Venting out all these feelings really helps though. That’s all for today ! Hope you guys have lazy-free :D , super active and super nice day !
Friday, July 07, 2006
Great news ! (Pakistan amends law)
Pakistan amends law to allow women facing adultery charges to be released on bail ISLAMABAD, Pakistan, July 7 (AP) _ Pakistan's president on Friday amended a controversial Islamic law to pave the way for the release on bail of women facing adultery charges and other minor crimes, a Cabinet minister said. The much-awaited amendment by President Gen. Pervez Musharraf to the Hadood Ordinance will initially help 1,300 women get out of prisons on bail, the minister for women's affairs, Sumaira Malik, told journalists. The Hadood Ordinance currently does not allow for women to be released on bail. ``President Musharraf has taken a bold decision to protect the rights of women and save them from the misuse of Islamic laws,'' she said. Currently, more than 6,000 women are awaiting trial in jails. (Posted @ 20:54 PST)
Source: http://www.dawn.com/2006/07/07/welcome.htm
Its really good news. I never thought it would happen soon. The old law was so "twisted" and it was unfair. To read more about it that is if you are interested check this out.
http://www.geo.tv/zs
Hats off to them, "Geo TV" for raising the issue.
Anyway people, thats all for today ! Have a great day and take good care of yourself.
Source: http://www.dawn.com/2006/07/07/welcome.htm
Its really good news. I never thought it would happen soon. The old law was so "twisted" and it was unfair. To read more about it that is if you are interested check this out.
http://www.geo.tv/zs
Hats off to them, "Geo TV" for raising the issue.
Anyway people, thats all for today ! Have a great day and take good care of yourself.
Fairy Tales
I have always loved “fairy tales”. But last night I thought carefully what I didn’t like about them. I love that all Fairy Tales have “happy ending”. I don’t understand why does every happy ending means that the princess or the girl has to wait for the prince to make his entrance ? Why did Cinderella have to wait for Prince Charming to wait to save her from her drudgery? Why couldn’t Cinderella stand up for herself ?
Kindness and love is ok but being bossed around to death is NOT ok And that’s what her step family use to do ! As for Rapunzel she should have ran away with the prince the first day he showed up at her tower. I mean why didn’t the prince save her when he met her for the first time. Or he should have come back with an army the next day to save her ! After all wasn’t she a damsel in distress and as a gentleman and the prince its his duty to help his people !
Why didn’t the ugly duckling stand up for himself ? Why did the ugly duckling allow animals to bully him to death ? Plus whether it is a duck or swan it still is special ! Plus the little mermaid fairy tale is so sad. In the real fairy tale she dies in the end to save the prince's life. Why did Disney change the sotry ? After all she does become an angel in the end I think. (Not a bad ending, really bittersweet)
What do you guys think ? I still love the fairy tales but I wish it was more practical for the kids….
Kindness and love is ok but being bossed around to death is NOT ok And that’s what her step family use to do ! As for Rapunzel she should have ran away with the prince the first day he showed up at her tower. I mean why didn’t the prince save her when he met her for the first time. Or he should have come back with an army the next day to save her ! After all wasn’t she a damsel in distress and as a gentleman and the prince its his duty to help his people !
Why didn’t the ugly duckling stand up for himself ? Why did the ugly duckling allow animals to bully him to death ? Plus whether it is a duck or swan it still is special ! Plus the little mermaid fairy tale is so sad. In the real fairy tale she dies in the end to save the prince's life. Why did Disney change the sotry ? After all she does become an angel in the end I think. (Not a bad ending, really bittersweet)
What do you guys think ? I still love the fairy tales but I wish it was more practical for the kids….
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Update
Ok ! I know I have been away for quite sometime. I have very valid reasons and excuses for it. That I hope you are willing to read….
1) My results came out. Hmmm its not what I dreamed. I definitely top my class though. I got a GPA 3.94 which means 3 A+ and one plain ATROCIOUS A. I know I am ungrateful soul but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted a perfect clusters of 4 A+ stars. Because I am pea-sized unhappy with it , I don’t get why everybody is gushing about it. The only gushing I enjoyed was of my parents but none other. My aunt from Karachi especially called to congratulate me. That’s one of the sweetest thing that has happened to me this year, I just wish I would feel worthy of it. Calls and emails were pouring in to congratulate me ! I am not use to so much attention. As this is the first time I have topped anything and its definitely weird. Plus I need to maintain it. Its not that easy ! ( PS read the post (How meera finally got her results !) below to find out what a loooonnnnng and impatient process it was for me to get my result. Its actually funny now when I think about it. )
2) My dad bought me a surprise present. A mp3 player ! Its pretty cool except it took me 2 days to figure out how to play it as I have always been happy with my audio cassettes. Plus I felt again as if I didn’t deserve it. The deal with my dad was that I would maintain my grades for 2 or 3 years and after that my dad would buy me my own laptop. I already imagine the cute small thing. No offense to my computer as I love it too. It’s the best computer in the world and so would be my laptop. So you see when I saw the MP3 player I thought the deal was off. It turns out that I would get my laptop but my dad feels that I deserve both. When I saw the box I felt like throwing a fit ! But my dad said that its mine and I deserve it. Its been 5 days since it has been bought and only now I enjoy it and feel less guilty about it.
3) I have started my tuition classes. I help four kids with their English. Its going fine I think. Except teaching them makes me so self-conscious that I start goofing up miserably. The funniest thing that happened was that after teaching them and when they had left something was pricking my conscious. The spelling of 14. I actually thought for one stupid minute that the spelling was ‘forteen’ and that I had taught those poor kids it as ‘fourteen’. I know I lost it. But the worst part is after checking 14 I even went ahead and checked to make sure that 19 was spelled as “nineteen” and not “ninteen” !!! Even with such huge would-be mishaps I think its going ok. The kids are lovely. The eldest one reminds me of “me”. I don’t know why. Strange huh ? Its maybe because she is tends to day dream but I never use to day dream in front of people. The 2nd eldest is the jolliest one. He is never stingy with his smile. The 3rd eldest is the quiet one. Everything about him is “quiet”. And the youngest is a fairy. I am sure of it. She is the cutest little thing with very bright and star-like eyes. Plus she is the only one who calls me by name. The rest insist upon “teacher’ or “miss” and I am feeling so old by it !!
4) I wanted some time to figure out what to do next semester. Media Science or BBA ? To tell you the truth I know if I find the courage I will end up doing Media Science as its something I always wanted to do. And media science will help me become what I wanted to be. But you know that tiny ,nagging and unsure voice that haunts you when you want something to work out so bad ! ( Oh you don’t have it ! Here I was thinking that at least it was normal !!! ;) ) Anyway that voice is bothering me and making me so confused. I don’t want to look back regretting anything. I know practically its not possible but I do wish that this one thing in my life turn to be right.
5) Another surprising delightful thing that happened was that I am not going to Karachi after all. Yes, its been delayed for one more year. I hope and pray that it works for the best ! Anyway thanks everybody who gave me all the cool advices when I was freaking about the whole Karachi thing. It really helped a lot. And one more thing. I will be going to Karachi for vacation in August. I need a change of environment desperately. So am really looking forward to it. So I will disappear for one month from the blog world.
6) A dear friend migrated to London. The “good byes” were horrible. London is so far !
Anyway I have updated you guys on my life. The days seem to be longer, only two week have passed and I feel as I two years have passed. So that’s all for today. Ciao bloggers ! Take care.
1) My results came out. Hmmm its not what I dreamed. I definitely top my class though. I got a GPA 3.94 which means 3 A+ and one plain ATROCIOUS A. I know I am ungrateful soul but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted a perfect clusters of 4 A+ stars. Because I am pea-sized unhappy with it , I don’t get why everybody is gushing about it. The only gushing I enjoyed was of my parents but none other. My aunt from Karachi especially called to congratulate me. That’s one of the sweetest thing that has happened to me this year, I just wish I would feel worthy of it. Calls and emails were pouring in to congratulate me ! I am not use to so much attention. As this is the first time I have topped anything and its definitely weird. Plus I need to maintain it. Its not that easy ! ( PS read the post (How meera finally got her results !) below to find out what a loooonnnnng and impatient process it was for me to get my result. Its actually funny now when I think about it. )
2) My dad bought me a surprise present. A mp3 player ! Its pretty cool except it took me 2 days to figure out how to play it as I have always been happy with my audio cassettes. Plus I felt again as if I didn’t deserve it. The deal with my dad was that I would maintain my grades for 2 or 3 years and after that my dad would buy me my own laptop. I already imagine the cute small thing. No offense to my computer as I love it too. It’s the best computer in the world and so would be my laptop. So you see when I saw the MP3 player I thought the deal was off. It turns out that I would get my laptop but my dad feels that I deserve both. When I saw the box I felt like throwing a fit ! But my dad said that its mine and I deserve it. Its been 5 days since it has been bought and only now I enjoy it and feel less guilty about it.
3) I have started my tuition classes. I help four kids with their English. Its going fine I think. Except teaching them makes me so self-conscious that I start goofing up miserably. The funniest thing that happened was that after teaching them and when they had left something was pricking my conscious. The spelling of 14. I actually thought for one stupid minute that the spelling was ‘forteen’ and that I had taught those poor kids it as ‘fourteen’. I know I lost it. But the worst part is after checking 14 I even went ahead and checked to make sure that 19 was spelled as “nineteen” and not “ninteen” !!! Even with such huge would-be mishaps I think its going ok. The kids are lovely. The eldest one reminds me of “me”. I don’t know why. Strange huh ? Its maybe because she is tends to day dream but I never use to day dream in front of people. The 2nd eldest is the jolliest one. He is never stingy with his smile. The 3rd eldest is the quiet one. Everything about him is “quiet”. And the youngest is a fairy. I am sure of it. She is the cutest little thing with very bright and star-like eyes. Plus she is the only one who calls me by name. The rest insist upon “teacher’ or “miss” and I am feeling so old by it !!
4) I wanted some time to figure out what to do next semester. Media Science or BBA ? To tell you the truth I know if I find the courage I will end up doing Media Science as its something I always wanted to do. And media science will help me become what I wanted to be. But you know that tiny ,nagging and unsure voice that haunts you when you want something to work out so bad ! ( Oh you don’t have it ! Here I was thinking that at least it was normal !!! ;) ) Anyway that voice is bothering me and making me so confused. I don’t want to look back regretting anything. I know practically its not possible but I do wish that this one thing in my life turn to be right.
5) Another surprising delightful thing that happened was that I am not going to Karachi after all. Yes, its been delayed for one more year. I hope and pray that it works for the best ! Anyway thanks everybody who gave me all the cool advices when I was freaking about the whole Karachi thing. It really helped a lot. And one more thing. I will be going to Karachi for vacation in August. I need a change of environment desperately. So am really looking forward to it. So I will disappear for one month from the blog world.
6) A dear friend migrated to London. The “good byes” were horrible. London is so far !
Anyway I have updated you guys on my life. The days seem to be longer, only two week have passed and I feel as I two years have passed. So that’s all for today. Ciao bloggers ! Take care.
How Meera finally got her results !
My results were suppose to be out on the 25th but nothing happens the way you want it too. Does it ? The process of getting my results was so long and nerve testing.
I woke up on the 25th at 11am expecting my results in inbox as its suppose to be. So that’s the first thing I did. I logged into my account. Checked my inbox as well junk mail. No email !!!
I think “how is this possible?” Then I log into the MSN messenger. I see my senior friend online (aka SF)
Me: did the result come out ?
SF: No it will be out after 12
Me: but that’s one hour away. How can I wait soooo long ?
So waited till 12. No result. SF is still on-line. Cross-check the timings to only to find out that the result be emailed after 4pm. I explode in the house. My mom said that my behavior wasn’t very nice and I was acting like Hitler.
At 12:45 pm I get an inspiration. I call up my dad and tell him to call up my university and ask for my result. They cannot deny results to the parents I think sneakily. But I was wrong. My dad calls me back after 15 minutes to tell me that the result will be out after 5 so I should wait and that my university refused to give it to him on the phone.
At 1:35pm friend ZR calls. He got his results and everybody who went to univ that day got their result. ZR tells me that he tried to get my result but the administrative told him that it would be emailed to me. At 2pm I fall asleep as there is no better option and the wait was killing me. Woke up at around 4 but still no result. I start cleaning the house with vengeance. When you are in a bad mood its good meditation to clean stuff. As soon as it struck 5 , I run to my computer. Still no result.
Sign into the messenger and start waiting. Another friend UM comes online.
UM: Let me be straightforward. What is your result ?
Me: I wish I knew then I would tell you.
UM: My bro went to university and got mine.
When I read this line , I wished I had an elder bro or sis to take me to the univ to get my results. At 6:15pm I start thinking that its fair enough that now I should call the univ. The administrator confirms my email address and I think that finally I would get it but it doesn’t come. I am too annoyed to call up the university again. When my dad comes home he tells me that I should be patient that he hopes that my results is worth wait. I start hoping too. To pass my time I had come up with different results that I would get and my reactions to it.
Possible results :
4 A*s = miracle and what I want. (it’s a miracle because I had messed up my Business Paper)
3 A*s and one A in Business Studies = well-deserved.
2 A*s and 2 A= kinda well deserved grades
1 A*s and 3 As = Not deserving but you cant fight faith.
3 As and 1 B = I would start crying if I got this.
Anyway at 10pm on 25th still no result. ZR is online
ZR: so what did you get ?
Me: still no email.
ZR: I really tried to get your result but Ms.S said that she would email
ZR: I even told her that you were in Pakistan.
At this point I am laughing. Even though I am so desperate for the final results I would never lie to get them and if it werent for my mother calling me 'hitler" I would have called my university every other hour and not just once. It also made me wonder if the adminstrative would have noticed the pakistani lie !
At 2am go to sleep with tired mind and prayers.
Next day wake up at 11 yet again. Check my inbox. No result. Had enough and call up the university. The phone number is engage. My dad call me and I tell him that I still don’t have any result. Finally at around 12:45 I get the line free. What do I find out ? My dad had called before me !!! When receptionist was telling me exactly that my mobile starts ringing. I beg the receptionist to hold and talk with my dad. He had my result ! But went like first I should finish talking with the receptionist. I quickly do that. This is the first time I have realized how slowly my dad talks. He told me very slowly , “ hmmmm you got a A+ in Maths , in English you also got A+ , you got an A in computer and in business you got an A+”.
The result was a surprise. I mean what was I doing with an A+ in business when it should be in computer….. I still whooped with joy as at least I did come first. That should amount to some thing !!! My parents were really happy about it.
So that’s how I finally after waiting so loooooooonnnnnnnnng got my results.
I woke up on the 25th at 11am expecting my results in inbox as its suppose to be. So that’s the first thing I did. I logged into my account. Checked my inbox as well junk mail. No email !!!
I think “how is this possible?” Then I log into the MSN messenger. I see my senior friend online (aka SF)
Me: did the result come out ?
SF: No it will be out after 12
Me: but that’s one hour away. How can I wait soooo long ?
So waited till 12. No result. SF is still on-line. Cross-check the timings to only to find out that the result be emailed after 4pm. I explode in the house. My mom said that my behavior wasn’t very nice and I was acting like Hitler.
At 12:45 pm I get an inspiration. I call up my dad and tell him to call up my university and ask for my result. They cannot deny results to the parents I think sneakily. But I was wrong. My dad calls me back after 15 minutes to tell me that the result will be out after 5 so I should wait and that my university refused to give it to him on the phone.
At 1:35pm friend ZR calls. He got his results and everybody who went to univ that day got their result. ZR tells me that he tried to get my result but the administrative told him that it would be emailed to me. At 2pm I fall asleep as there is no better option and the wait was killing me. Woke up at around 4 but still no result. I start cleaning the house with vengeance. When you are in a bad mood its good meditation to clean stuff. As soon as it struck 5 , I run to my computer. Still no result.
Sign into the messenger and start waiting. Another friend UM comes online.
UM: Let me be straightforward. What is your result ?
Me: I wish I knew then I would tell you.
UM: My bro went to university and got mine.
When I read this line , I wished I had an elder bro or sis to take me to the univ to get my results. At 6:15pm I start thinking that its fair enough that now I should call the univ. The administrator confirms my email address and I think that finally I would get it but it doesn’t come. I am too annoyed to call up the university again. When my dad comes home he tells me that I should be patient that he hopes that my results is worth wait. I start hoping too. To pass my time I had come up with different results that I would get and my reactions to it.
Possible results :
4 A*s = miracle and what I want. (it’s a miracle because I had messed up my Business Paper)
3 A*s and one A in Business Studies = well-deserved.
2 A*s and 2 A= kinda well deserved grades
1 A*s and 3 As = Not deserving but you cant fight faith.
3 As and 1 B = I would start crying if I got this.
Anyway at 10pm on 25th still no result. ZR is online
ZR: so what did you get ?
Me: still no email.
ZR: I really tried to get your result but Ms.S said that she would email
ZR: I even told her that you were in Pakistan.
At this point I am laughing. Even though I am so desperate for the final results I would never lie to get them and if it werent for my mother calling me 'hitler" I would have called my university every other hour and not just once. It also made me wonder if the adminstrative would have noticed the pakistani lie !
At 2am go to sleep with tired mind and prayers.
Next day wake up at 11 yet again. Check my inbox. No result. Had enough and call up the university. The phone number is engage. My dad call me and I tell him that I still don’t have any result. Finally at around 12:45 I get the line free. What do I find out ? My dad had called before me !!! When receptionist was telling me exactly that my mobile starts ringing. I beg the receptionist to hold and talk with my dad. He had my result ! But went like first I should finish talking with the receptionist. I quickly do that. This is the first time I have realized how slowly my dad talks. He told me very slowly , “ hmmmm you got a A+ in Maths , in English you also got A+ , you got an A in computer and in business you got an A+”.
The result was a surprise. I mean what was I doing with an A+ in business when it should be in computer….. I still whooped with joy as at least I did come first. That should amount to some thing !!! My parents were really happy about it.
So that’s how I finally after waiting so loooooooonnnnnnnnng got my results.
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