Thoughts Revised.

On Saturday, I went to check if Pakistani High Commission lowered the National Flag here in Kuala Lumpur. Yes indeed, they did.

On a different thought, I have always tried to blind myself when it comes to militants and extremists. I have tried to believe it’s only a bubble in the air created by media, west and our own government because no Muslim can actually go to certain limits where they become suicide bombers and kill innocent people. I have lived in Pakistan from Karachi to the remote rural areas as well as I had friends/neighbors who were/are from Balochistan, NWFP and even Afghanistan. All of them had always condemned to the strongest to any such act if it ever happened on any part of the world.

But I had to question my reasoning very recently. I was watching online news of Benazir’s assassination when this Iranian student came to the floor, not my student though; he was there to see someone else when he saw the streaming video of news on my computer screen. I was shocked to hear his excited voice when he said “Alhamdulillah, she is dead”. WT*, how on earth you can say “Alhamdulillah” (Translation: “Thank God”) on someone’s death? My actual conversation with him lasted little longer but more I spoke to him the less I wanted to.

Later I felt maybe these extremists do exist, perhaps not as much as portrayed on media but they do. An educated Muslim who is privileged to visit and study in different country hold so much hatred in his heart for someone he don’t really know, but only because he has seen her giving some comments in favor of west. Then I am sure there must be more and stronger hatred in some black hearts.

Benazir Bhutto Killed.

I am shattered over the news. I was never a fan of Benazir Bhutto (or Mr. Sharif for that matter, or any other political leader in Pakistan) but this is just beyond my wits. I am out of words. This is inhumane, and I fear the worst, Pakistan is certainly not going into a right direction.

Ultimately, she has become one of those who have given their life for the country, far better then all of us who sit back and bark but never in our life do something about it. Differences apart, this is a great loss to Pakistan which can never be filled, she represented millions from Pakistan and she was hope for millions too. All those fellow country men have lost their final hope.

A jinxed family perhaps, un-natural death hunts them.

I am in office, couldn’t sleep last night, and cant concentrate on work. I will only be able to post this when I get home.

I am not happy, I don’t know what to write.

Oh Allah, have mercy on us as a nation, on Pakistan , on the deposed and her family. We beg for your forgiveness and compassion, and guidance, and patience. Help us. Help us. Help Pakistan.

I have forgotten

I have literally forgotten how to blog, how to write. How to collect thoughts, how to dream. How to sit back and think, think about various things, how to feel – I have forgotten how to feel. I have lost it. I can not let my fingers do the job anymore, like just open the word editor and let them play with the keyboard, let them convert the thoughts into words effortlessly, without telling them how to. Now they rest on keys, stay idle. When I look at them surprised, why aren’t they typing, they look back at me – equally surprised. We both know we have lost it, we acknowledge, we struggle, we cry. There used to be ideas, feelings, thoughts, emotions and now, there are events and vague happenings, repetitions.

Random Randlings

One of my major problem in Malaysia is the normal barbers don’t understand English very well, okay; actually they only understand few words. So in my case, they only grasp the words such as ‘short’ and ‘small’, but they miss the whole ‘how’ part. The result – is obvious, I am ALMOST bald after every hair cut.

On a different note though, one of the things that I like in Malaysia is the no ‘Tip’ culture. Neither they ask, nor do you offer, in some cases offering tip is even offensive.

Yesterday we bought a fridge which was long due too and the reason was no one was at home to receive it when the delivery people will come, so since I still have few days off we decided to get it done and finally bought it yesterday. Its 259 liters, SHARP, should be enough for 2 people I hope. I will have to stay up for few more hours till they deliver it.

Oh and by the way, all these years I used to think Sydney Sheldon was actually a ‘Lady’, only few days ago I found out ‘He’ is actually a guy and very old one too. (Yeah I am ignorant, so what, I never liked his novels anyway)

Continuing on showbiz, I am waiting for the weekend so hopefully I can watch Amir’s ‘Taare Zameen Per’. Reviews are fantastic and since it is Amir I hope the movie will be a nice one.

A post

• I met few Pakistani’s here on Eid. Most of them because one way or the other, they knew my brother. Spent little time with them and yet once again I was forced to admit that most Pakistani’s I meet are ‘Pessimistic’. They are un-happy. They are earning far more then they would in Pakistan and even more from most people here, but they have their reasons to blame Pakistan as well us the system here. Interestingly enough then they have list of constraints (or I shall call them choices) of what they want to do and what they don’t. Like the world was actually created for them as the Kings. Anyway. I feel it’s for my own good that I spend my time rather alone or with someone else but Pakistani’s, I have never felt hopeful, optimistic after such meetings.
• From past few days whenever I go out I see many beautiful lights and decorations for the coming X-mas, and every time when finally I see those beautiful decorations I realize I should have brought my camera. So yes, till today not a single picture to share.
• Golden Compass was simply a waste of my $11. When I watched the advertisement of the movie it looked nice adventurous one, full of special effects and all. But honestly, its not even worth to watch for free. Sigh.

Update

• Who on earth travels from one city to another just to have a lunch? And a lunch that costs $200? Oh well, that’s us. It was a long promised treat, so finally threw it away just before my office friend was going back to India to get married.
  

• I had never experienced Autumn in a way that you can just stand there for 15 minutes and watch continuous fall of thousands of leafs, that too, in the middle of the city. And life is as busy as it always is. But for a dreamer like me I just couldn’t ignore the strange beauty it had to offer.
  

• There are many things at work which I am not satisfied with, but then again it is how it always is. I am little bit disappointed on some of the recent happenings and how they are being handled. Anyway.
  

• Eid is tomorrow here in Malsysia, my first Eid out side Pakistan. How I know its Eid is only because I can see in the calendar it is and it is a public holiday. Other then that I am still searching for a single ‘Bakra’ or a ‘Cow’ in the city.
  

• I am trying to avail some of my leaves, so I will be home and most probably just bored. Although I do have loads of work to finish, but knowing I am just so lazy I cant say if I will be finishing it in my leaves.

• Last night I suddenly remembered her and I cried as hard as I could. I miss her. But the more difficult part if the guilt and un-kept promises, and I know the time has gone. There is no way back and those un-kept promises will just hunt me down all my life.

Bits Wits

1. As a lecturer if you think you can finish some remaining work in your free time, forget about it. There will always be students, coming and asking about many things (assignments/projects/ideas/marks etc)
2. I think KLCC looks beautiful in a different way when it’s raining and top part of the towers is hidden in the clouds. I don’t know what to call it; its like two different kinds of creations are touching each other. One of which is man-made (towers) and another created by the Almighty (clouds).
3. It’s been a month and the pain in my toe is getting worse.
4. Eid and Christmas will be public holidays and I am utilizing some of the remaining replacement leaves as well as annuals. That means I will have some 10-12 days off and I have no idea what I will be doing.
5. Stephen R. Covey will be in Malaysia in March, I would love to attend his seminar but it’s ridiculously expensive, especially if I am just an individual. (PKR 45,000/- estimated, USD 755/- estimated and RM 2500/-)

Just the Update

Work from past few weeks has been stressful. Okay, No, sorry, not stressful, just that it was tiring and the amount of work was much more, I even worked on weekend making it continuous 12 days of work. Still I wouldn’t call it stressful, maybe because I have worked in more, much more stressful environments. And the trend is going to continue for few coming weeks, at least. I do have replacement leaves on 26^th and 27^th of December, and since 25^th is a Christmas, I will be having 3 continuous days off, but then again, I know most of the time I will be just bored.

In other updates I watched the movie ‘The Kingdom’ which was just okay. And I tried Kenny Rogers, since I don’t think they have a franchise I in Pakistan or at least I have never seen one, but the food sucked. It was more like eating a grass, and even the banana muffin wasn’t nice. I am still one of those who convert the currency in Pakistani Rupee when spending, so yeah that was a total waste of my $36.

More later, I am still sleepy and I am starving. So after posting this, I am driving to a near by restaurant for the breakfast/lunch whatever you want to call it.

It is not the ‘Education’ we need.

Mark my words, it is ‘Character’.

Of course I am not discussing the basic education which always remain absolute necessary, but higher education.

Having higher education is a decision people make, of course we encourage, but this never meant un-educated people don’t deserve to have a job which can pay the bills and provide basic necessities of life.

Teaching undergraduate level students and different certification in a different country I was opt to admit once again that technically Pakistani students are capable of much more. Its secondary how much you know, but how much you share and use your skills/knowledge to help the society.

There are a lot of other countries which are considered to be ahead of us with less literacy rates, the difference you see in those countries is not in the research centers and universities but on the streets, roads, shopping malls. It’s the people behaving like the people and not animals, it is the traffic that stops on red light even on 3 AM on a small street, and mind you, most of those drivers too, are uneducated by our definitions. The difference that people will carry their junks in their hands till they find a trash bin and not throwing it away on the roads. It is about respecting each other, and every inch of your nation and not only yourself.

You can recognize a group of Pakistani guys from 15 meters away in malls or on roads, I am not saying young guys of other nations don’t enjoy when they are around but there is a difference between enjoying within your boundary or stepping over into others, the same difference like laughing at them, or with them.

I have been asked more then once and from number of people about many things Pakistani’s do and to be honest I have no answer why, all I can do is try to convince it was an isolated case you witnessed, every nation has few bad people.

On a different note though, I am glad the shoe (Khussa, the hand made traditional shoe) I brought for an Indian friend is the correct size and he liked it so much that he has decided to wear it on his wedding in December in India. It just feels so good to know what you bought for someone will be used in India and on such a wonderful event.

An attempt to come back.

At least from past three months I am thinking to resume writing in my blog, but can’t seem to find neither thoughts nor time. I remember being out of words, now I am both, out of words as well as out of thoughts. And time of-course. A lot has happened in past few months and I don’t know where to start to update. I will try though, with time. Hopefully.

Advertising is a Chain Reaction.

In past few years I have made number of communities/groups etc on various social networking sites such as Orkut or Facebook just for the heck of it. Normally, only people you know would join it and that would be it.

Recently, I made a group on Facebook and just because I had nothing better to do that night I almost ended up sending around 50 invites to random people to join it. Half of them did, and a chain reaction started. 25 turned into 30 and 30 into 50, its not even been 10 days since the birth of the group and it already have 270 members as I last checked today.

So yes, whenever you need it, I am suggesting you should go for the advertisement, it pays off. Specially, if your product/service is of more important nature.

Tappar hai tu cross ker.

The art work on Karachi’s Mini Busses, Paintings on the back of trucks on highway and the poetry on the back of cabs and rickshaw’s are probably the most original art form in it self. Funny too, I must say. And they strike best according to the situation.

This Rickshaw, driving very slow in the middle of the road had the following lines written on its back.

Tappar hai tu cross ker
Warna Bardasht ker.

Meray Bachpan Ki Teacher Pyasi

It always gives me fits of laughter when I see the weirdest search keywords people use and end up landing on my blog. In my two years of blogging no one has ever searched for my Nick to find about my blog although people searched for other bloggers and landed on mine. Some of those were Huma Imtiaz, Jammie, Khizzy, Mahwash Ejaz and just few days ago Fariha Akhtar.

Anyway, back to the weird keywords this week’s winner are these two, I can’t decide which one is more hilarious, maybe you can help.

1. Meray bachpan ki teacher pyasi
2. Shiny tight jeans.

Sending “things” as E-Mail attachment.

Few days ago we were having a chat about how cool it will be if in future it’s possible to send physical things as email attachments, or as files on MSN. I can send ‘Biryani’ to my friends on MSN, new cloths can be sent as email attachment without worrying about FedEx.

We then considered what kind of a Hacking will take place in that era. Trojan Horses will not allow hackers to steal the files or control the PC’s instead they will transfer the pretty user of that computer. Port scan will help you find which PC has a beautiful user depending on its complex algorithm and when it’s a beauty match hackers will try to transfer that user instead of any file from the PC.

So be aware all you technology users. There will be a lot of firewalls you will need in future, and if you fail to update it, it can cost you your wife.

SMS(s) of the day.

A signboard on a Mosque “If you are tired of committing sins come inside” and there was a graffiti on the same board written with lipstick “If NOT, come in the opposite house”



Ever wondered? We all love to spend a lot of money for buying new cloths but never realize that the best times are enjoyed without them

SMS and reality.

Just picked up a cell from the bed and noticed there was a SMS from K; it made me sad. And I can’t write back a zilch, I know what K wrote is probably true but I don’t want to believe it, I want to live in dissemble and other possibilities. Alas, but I know K has a point and it’s probably ineluctable.

Only if wishes were horses.

I am nothing but a combination of odd frequencies.

The duality of particles/waves now tells us that everything is a particle – quarks. And particles are basically nothing but the waves, the higher the energy of a particle (or density) the smaller the wavelength but the point is; it’s still just the waves.

“Energy can not be created nor destroyed” but ofcourse it can change its form. Now we know that Matter and Energy are basically the same thing. (Or so I would like to believe). Matter is nothing but particle of half a spin, that means a particle which looks exactly the same after its turned round twice the 360 degrees. There are other particles ofcourse, such as of spin 1 or 2. Spin 1 would need a 360 and spin 2 will need 180 degree of turn round to look exactly the same.

Now if I conclude that I am nothing but the combination of different odd frequencies then what is pain? Or happiness? Or any other feeling or emotion for that matter. Or even the physical feelings such as touch, a pain or a smell?

Let me safely assume if there is nothing in the universe but matter and energy and both infact are just the waves then can I say all those emotions or the physical feelings are the waves too? And if so, does that mean each feeling or emotion will have a certain range of wavelength like all the other things. And if that is true, will that mean that all the individuals feel a certain thing in approximately the same way everyone else does because the frequency will be in a certain range?

True Genius.

Even today if you visit some remote parts of the country you can meet people who believe the Earth is flat, some even argue that a Giant Cow is holding the Earth on one of it’s horn and the Earth Quake is caused when the Cow is tired and switches the horn to carry the Earth on different horn.

But there was a man as long as 340 BC ago who put forward three very interesting points in his book “On the heavens” to prove Earth can not be flat. First the eclipse of the moon, the Earth’s shadow is always round on the moon and it can only be true if the Earth was round or spherical. Second, why we see sails coming over the horizons first and the ship later? And the Third, the fact that North Star appears directly above the person if the person is in the north and on the horizon to someone at equator.

This true genius of his time was known as Aristotle. Perhaps one of the greatest philosophers the recorded history has. Almost none of his hypothesis may stand true today but the fact, his ability of reasoning even back then was truly amazing.

I know most of you know all this from schools and anywhere else, but thinking over it I was just once again amazed at the ability the guy had.

Small World.

Indeed it is, I was going thru some old pictures and guess what. A fellow Blogger who I know on the blogging world was with me in one of the picture and I didn’t know/remember (Even at the event the picture was taken we didn’t know each other). I think the picture is around four years old and there are only two people between us.

PS: I hate to admit she stands taller then me.

I am an A$$ Hole

A friend just sent this link, today is a funny videos day.

I am an A$$ Hole.

The Facebook Stalker

Hilarious video.

Enjoy.

Shocking news continues to arrive.

Just when I start thinking this was the possible limit of anything the news continues to surprise me. A barbaric, unlawful attack on Geo News office, worst defeat against Ireland in World Cup Cricket and just yesterday, death of Bob Woolmer.

The country had enough for the month; I hope things will gradually start getting better.

The Country’s Judicial and Political situation.

Is in a very sad state.

Really.

The all capable and utmost meek camarilla our King has have made us proud with aesthetic figure of speech and words used on international media. At a wonderfully chosen time when the whole nation was going through another shock, a forced judicial downfall, a mockery.

It is a waste to even talk about it.

God Bless our country.

Tip and Tricks.

Someone asked me a similar question so I just thought I will post it here, in case anyone else can benefit from it.

From which PM (Private Message) did this user landed on my Blog / Web Site?

Okay. So your counter tells you someone landed on your blog/website from probably a PM but when you click it you can’t view it. For e.g. the address looks like the following.

http://abc.com/private.php?showpm=yes&mid=12345

Now if you don’t even know the domain (abc.com) you won’t be able to know, but if it’s a domain where you are a registered member as well you can try this. (ofcourse it still wont work in many situations, such as, (a) the PM is between two random members and not yourself. (b) You already deleted that PM.)

But let’s just assume that 80% it is you who is mentioning your site/blog to your friends/users. So it is often you who either sent that PM to someone, or received, but at this point you are not sure which member was it.

Okay all you have to do is, change that number in the address bar, 12345, make it 12346 & 12344. If you were a sender of that PM the counter will be -1 and if you were at receiving end it will be +1. Simple.

Yes, and make sure you are logged into that domain.

Blogging Degree.

Found the link in Areeb's Blog.

Here is my Blogging Degree. You can get your's here.

The University of Blogging Presents to JonyBr An Honorary Bachelor of Sequiturs Majoring in Community Promotion Signed Dr. GoQuiz.com ®

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Blogging Degree
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Tagging/Categorizing the Blog Entries.

…is a hard nut to crack for me. I am in the process of categorizing the entries of this blog, and I already feel they were better categorized in un-categorized category. Errr what did I say? Never mind. Each entry I read seems to fit in a totally different category. Anyway, let’s see what I make of it.

PS: I meant, This Blog.

School Fee.

Every time I visit any school with/for younger cousin etc and when I find out about the fee my jaw drops and eyes pop’s out. This school in Karachi has a 3420 British Sterling Pounds as annual fee for 8^th graders. Folks, its time to seriously re-consider if you were thinking to have few kids.

I am happy.

Small things/words/gestures can make you so happy.

Arey Baba Chaalis Chor

This is so hilarious. Enjoy.

Arey Baba Chaalis Chor

Chatting lines of the day.

And who says you don’t learn from chat? I asked someone I know online, that how come you never whine? Never once I have heard you complain. Everyone has his/her problems, don’t you have yours? Or you pretend not to have any?

This is what the reply was.


N says:
No one can solve ur problems nor heal ur pain .. except Allah .. its better to Cry in front of Allah than ppl
N says:
i tend to do that
N says:
ppl .. i rather laugh them with
N says:
make them happy n be happy hehe

Forward SMS of the day.

People are made to be loved and Things are made to be used.

The confusion in the world is; People are being used and Things are being loved.

Un-sensitive nation

We as a nation have become very indifferent – un-sensitive. And a very clear picture can be seen (or felt) on the roads, our responsibility as a driver, as a citizen, and ofcourse, as a human being. I will never understand the haste, the recklessness, irresponsibility of being careless for their life and of others. The gestures, words and knowing what is happening is wrong but being part of it; not willing to let go him first; not willing to wait 5 seconds; not willing to stop on red light. The endless list.

Celebrity look-alikes

I have chosen to stay hidden, but that was a decent photo I submitted, really. And look at what celebrities I look alike :\ or atleast, that’s what their system thinks.

Anyway, do we still "Tag" here? If we do, I Tag all those restless souls who still visit this haunted blog.

Ready to start over

I am, once again, at the same place, where I was. Like a circle, as Sid would have put. I had a dream, a vision, a thought, and, to a point – a certain point, I achieved, atleast some of it, by the grace of almighty.

Dreams, process, success, failure, give up, hope, re-think, re-dream.

And here I am, tired, torn apart, but, ready to stand again, to start over, and to achieve again.

Re-writing

Re-writing is like re-trusting someone. It’s like learning all over again how to share, how to convert the feelings – thoughts – into words.

Or simply, what I meant was.

It’s difficult; very difficult.

Civilized Jungle

When I was a kid I used to think the world was a beautiful place. Everything was fun, everyone was nice, there were no lies and there were no worries.

I grew old.

Learnt to see a different angle, sometimes with age and experience at others I was told or taught. And the perception changed.

The world is perhaps the “civilized jungle” and we are no more then bunch of animals, we hunt the weaker. All of us, in one way or the other. I can not distinguish between the white and black anymore, everything seems so grey.