Politically Incorrect!

Feel, not all those wander are lost

2006-10-17T05:52:00.000+05:00

Sometimes it's really hard describing what you want to say, and you just feel flustered without any solid reason. I hardly find music to be relaxing or soothing in such conditions, it even worsens the feel. Rarely you feel like really talking to people, rare even that you find it interesting. Since I'm into my own business, the time-frequency has changed. You get the impression your time-frequency is of a fly or an insect rather than a human; you feel that an even was long ago while it has been just a few hours ago. Such a feel begets a certain sensation that make you shiver in horror they way you're living your life.

The word-count for 'feel' in the above para is 5. Interesting.

I use the word 'adhoc' a lot for such living still I don't get the courage to shut out the doors of such life on me. For a couple of years, I'd been of the view that long-term planning does not always breed results which in turn, unrealisingly of course, compelled to stop planning my life at all. Like having target in specific in life. I had to adjust and compromise a lot. Just the last night, speaking to Jakob Steiner, I realised that perhaps you should also have long-term goals. Like when making a decision, you should also consider that how you would feel about it after 5 years, and what would be subsequent results on your life in general.

Back to the base and old blogger..

2006-10-11T06:04:00.000+05:00

It's been fun (funny?) to try out a blog system of my own only for me to realise afterwards that I do not have time and energies to keep up the mounting tasks of managing such a pretentious adventure. I'll however keep the domain for a while.

*sings to self*

tu ab talak sitaroon mein ji rahi thi kahin
tujhe zameen per utara gaya hai mere liye!

Transformation!

2006-01-19T14:53:00.000+05:00

From now on, I'll bloggin at my new home http://www.YasirHussain.com! :~)

Let go!

2006-01-01T23:30:00.000+05:00

Learn to let go of the things and people you're on the verge of losing. Let-go is the essence of mortality; of change. Mortality, after all, is not death but a change.

اب کے سال

2006-01-01T03:10:00.000+05:00

اب کے سال کچھ ایسا کرنا
اپنے گزرے بارہ ماہ کے
دکھ سکھ کا اندازہ کرنا
سادہ سا اک کاغز لے کر
بھولے بسرے پل لکھ لینا
اپنے سارے کل لکھ لینا
پھر اس بیتے ایک ایک پل کا
اپنے گزرے ایک ایک کل کا
ایک ایک موڑ کا احاطہ کرنا
سارے صحبتیں حاضر کرنا
ساری شامیں پاس بلانا
اور علاوہ ان کے دیکھو۔۔۔۔۔
سارے موسم دھیان میں رکھنا
ایک ایک یاد گمان میں رکھنا
پھر محتاط قیاس لگانا
گر تو خوشیاں بڑھ جاتی ہیں
تو پھر تم کو میری طرف سے
آنے والا سال مبارک
اور گر غم بڑھ جاءیں تو
مت بےکار تکلف کرنا
دیکھو تم ایسا کرنا
میری ساری خوشیاں تم لے لینا
مجھ کو سارے غم دے دینا
اب کے سال کچھ ایسا کرنا
آج ایک اور برس بیت گیا اس کے بغیر
جس کے ہوتے ہوءے تھے زمانے میرے

More or less 5

2005-12-19T04:50:00.000+05:00

It's been long since Hasan tagged me, else I would not have been revving all this. More or less, considerably less or more than more or less, I don't think I fit in the format well, bear with me.

5 years ago:
Having graduated from school in flying colors, I found it hard to cope with an extra dose of liberty at college. This destroyed my grades and had literally sunk my ship. The year was also marked with the emergence of a new self - the formula didn't change but the outfit did. And the 'first love'.

1 year ago:
Frantic excutions of last minute details before actually moving to Lahore. New city, new equation. Sub squar zero!

5 Songs which I know all the words to:
There's not a single song I can remember all the words of. However, there are some songs I rhyme a lot.

- Jay Mein Hondi Dholna ~ Noor Jahan
- Aa Kahin Door Chalay Jayein Hum ~ some Indian movie
- Long Gone Days ~ Mad Season
- Aay Ajnabi ~ Dil Se
- Aay Jazba-e-dil gar mein chahoon ~ Nayyera Noor

5 snacks I enjoy:
- Pakoray
- Potato Chips/French Fries
- Gol Gappy
- Pop Corn (if they count)
- Samosay

5 Things I’d like to do with 100$ million:
This depends on the means I get the money. I'm not into some lottery type thingy, and I reckon by the time I'll earn 100$ million myself, I won't need it anymore. Anyhow, this is for your amusement. In the order the events will happen, most likely.

- Buy a balloon
- A truck of Ice Cream (I'm by no means joking about first two!!)
- Go to Hajj/Umrah with my family
- Donate most the money to charity/welfare trusts etc.
- Invest rest in my business

5 places I would run away to:
- My mother
- Home
- Hide myself in Allah's home - Mecca
- Isloo
- Pyramids in Egypt

5 thing I would never wear:
I take a different approach towards the word 'wear'. To me it's more your self than fluffy things you put on. Enough, here's the list:

- Long hair
- Skin-tight shirts or jeans
- Stiff head
- Leniency toward my students
- Flattery

5 Favourite TV shows:
I abandoned the telly beast long ago.

5 Greatest joys:
- Sleeping in my mother's lap
- Going to Umrah/Hajj
- A call from my family
- Appreciation/accolodes for my efforts
- Having my business established like I dreamt

5 favorite toys:
- My little daemon, PC (I'm not Pixel!)
- Pen
- Keys/Key chain
- Notepad
- A little fantasy

5 people I am tagging:
All the people, I want to tag are already tagged. So I guess the story ends here.

A homesick's year in thoughts

2005-12-18T22:46:00.000+05:00

Another year comes to the end. I turned 22. To be honest, I’m somehow afraid of getting older. Everyone’s afraid of mortality. It feels like sand sweeping under your feet standing on the shore. Nostalgia is the enemy of future. One year since I abandoned my city and come to Lahore in search of my destiny. I believe to achieve it someday, but what then? What if I don’t? You shouldn’t think of defeat, is the rule of the game. I played whatever’s required to achieve my goal; I think I’m changing and I don’t like it much.

I guess, it’s important to evaluate your day at the end. Rather critical to do the same with the year. But shouldn’t we be more easy, let-it-be type of people? Isn’t it less cumbersome? What I’ve learnt, it never goes as planned. But you got to plan; otherwise, you plan to fail. At least, you’ve prepared for one scenario, if not more. Thin border line between staying focused and going overboard to plan your future. Nothing is incidental but you can only connect the dots backward. But every year when I sit to assess my own self and what I’ve achieved during the period, I found myself at the same spot I was before. I feel like moving in a ring, only the circle gets wider and wider every time. I want my center!!

No more New Year resolutions, I’m bad at them. I’m not good with people either. I’m not diplomatic; I tend to keep things simple. Life, acts, words, relationships. No pun intended. I’m sailing high at last, but one good season doesn’t mean the world, does it? Sorry, don’t mind me, I’m an old cynic.

I’m trying to go back home for the last three weeks, yes, three weeks. But hasn’t made it as yet. Now, it’s again postponed to Monday. I’m sick, literally, for four days. Has recovered some bits so no need to worry. But I really need a break from work. I got to go home. I’m officially homesick!

what the heck!

2005-12-13T09:43:00.000+05:00

So, traditionally, this might suck as well but this is a shitty world. You gotta watch youself, mind you. People tend to promise what they can't deliver, at all. Or perhaps, don't want to. But rather more important is ending the term on a positive note. Well, it's not related to the post actually but one of the good young writers I silently admire has quit writing for his blog, or atleast says so. What's wrong with people, when people start admiring they somehow become a jughead. Anyways, if detracked is the fate, I just recalled what I marked when we passed out from the school:

jinhein jurm-e-ishq pe naaz tha, woh gunah-gar chalay gaye
-faiz

Common Sense

2005-11-25T02:53:00.000+05:00

Smudgy here reminded me of a chain-riddle heard when I was a child. I'm not sure if I can deliver it perfectly now, but anyhow, here it is:

Q1: How do you put a Giraffe in a fridge?
Ans: Open the door, put Giraffe inside, close the door.

Q2: How do you put an Elephant in a fridge?
Ans: You blurted "open the door, put Elephant inside, close the door"? Wrong answer! The right answer is: Open the door, pull Giraffe out, put Elephant in.

See, common sense! Okay, third question. Don't think for too long, though.

Q3: A freight plane is carrying electronics, suddenly it starts jolting. Pilot says that the plane is overloaded and we need to get rid of the heaviest item. What item would they throw out?
Ans: Fridge. Because it has elephant in it!

Q4: Today is Lion King's birthday and every animal in the jungle is to attend his birthday party. Everyone's there but one is missing. Can you tell who?
Ans: Elephant. Because he's in the fridge, remember.

Easy one, eh?

Q5: A guy is standing beside a pool, just as he's to jump into the water, he dies. Why?
Ans: Fridge falling from the sky hits him.

Q6: You're to cross through a stream in the jungle filled with crocodiles. There's no bridge or boat, how would you cross it?
Ans: Swim! Remember, crocodiles are attending Lion King's birthday party!

I'm sorry if this causes mental torture, but if you're a kid or just had an overdose of caffeine, I hope you can see the riddle through.

of attitudes

2005-11-01T07:58:00.000+05:00

Somehow I feel that kids today have no respect for self and others. I'm not old enough to pass a judgement, but I get the feeling. You try to be nice with them and they reckon 'free ho rahay ho'. Get a life man! You're still a toddler in the pool and haven't achieved anything in life; if your ancestors were something (that's they, not you) and there's a car under your ass (which is definitely your papa's), doesn't make everybody in the world turn to you, rotten egg! Oh, I still want to be nice with other kids and not let one bad incident make a dent in my behaviour. Somehow, I just can't digest this angry-young-man-for-no-apparent-reason phenomenon. Perhaps, you can help me.

A while back in my early teens, I also had this I-am-out-this-world tumor in my head. Took me three years of sweeping mosque's floor to cure that. I believe that Madrassah system is effective in a way that it brings out the individual in you; not same as our schools where you're generalized with thousand others. In Madrassahs, everyone gets what he deserves; in addition to the bests sweeping the floors to get their heads back on planet earth. No really, I loved the job but still was a jughead; told you, took me three years! If I'm mild (now), that's not by default but by choice. Say I'm a by-product of Madrassah system, you enlightened moderate!

Knowing what to say when is not always enough. You should also be aware of when to refrain from saying what. If you want a crash course, ring me up! My angst is not directed toward individuals, but attitudes in general. Holding yourself back when you CAN hurt the other is sometimes hard, but that's what is taught in our religion. Forgive, so one the Day of Judgement Allah may forgive you too. Most of you would be saying 'cut that religious talk jerk' but I simply can't; I'm not moderate and englightened? Not at all! Wanna flame? Sure, go ahead. I DO receive flame SMS from frustrated-kids-in-the-grown-men's-shoes, only that I don't get time to send back a nice reply. Awww.. I'm enlightened, moderate! No?

Send - Verify

2005-10-30T03:30:00.000+05:00

Goddamnit! If I'm bad at verifying these confirmation codes then why the hell Yahoo! asks for it every time I try to send an email. Yes try - I actually lost half a dozen emails just by entering wrong verification codes. I admit that I'd not been loyal to Yahoo! but Yahoo! people should care for visually-impaired-slash-abnormal-slash-pathetic people like me. *wink wink* And I boost "I'm techie!"

Honestly speaking, would any sane person like to decipher this weird lingo?

Time out

2005-10-25T03:38:00.000+05:00

Listen, I know I'm being lazy, or atleast it seems so, else I would have put up every good link here and tell you many insteresting things. Life is just a crap sometimes. I'm aching; need to fetch an energy drink somehow but the store is so far. Yesterday I took longest sleep of the whole month: 6 hrs. I hope I would get more when I go home.

Aapi is not going to Muzaffarabad anymore. Okay, I admit that I was apprehensive but I don't know for sure what changed her mind. Anyhow, sometimes decisions are supposed to be changed for good. By the way, I try to support loved ones in whatever decision they make.

While you're thinking that I'm just being sloppy with life, I somehow hammered out a merger with a big company. Today, we merge. Tomorrow, we grow Inshallah. Think you have to deal with seth mentality for a business merger; it's sickening! Took me and Aamer three days of exhaustive sessions to make a deal. Aamer was on the verge of bailing out but I stayed (and made him stay as well). And it proved to be fruitful. Big season ahead, tremendous amount of work. Yoohoooo, tomorrow I'll moving to our new business place.

Ah, I still have to reply to Hasan's tag. I'll do it when Aamer is not watching!

Life 'n' about

2005-10-21T07:57:00.000+05:00

It's 8 in the morning and I'm working continously for 7 hrs now. My Inventory/Sales system which I build myself is one of the biggies, but work is still overwhelming. Life's been so hectic, but it is the time I'd been waiting for, for whole year. I'm growing, Alhamdulillah. I'm growing like anything.

Ah, I've been offered a merger from a big fish. This is not big-fish-small-fish proposition; they're stuck and I'm growing, so it's like fifty-fifty for both. Concerns? Fine. But I'm here to explore the opportunities, not to duck. Take the plunge, baby! I know you can do it.

My to-do lists are also growing. Keeping track record of everything in such times is a nightmare. You can't get enough of time for all these things; why there are only 24 hrs in a day? I dare to ask for more.

Things have been pretty different. People are the same. I fear I would scramble an old friendship; what the heck. I need to concentrate on my work.

Just two days ago my father told that the whole family (in Isloo) will be giving all their money for eid clothes to earthquake victims. Takes a doing, man. Oh forgot, we've decided to give 10% profit of our company to relief funds as well.

I'm falling in love with so many things lately. Le Petit Prince is one of them. You should read the book whenever you find time. Heck, I need to concentrate on my work!!

Take this for diversity

2005-10-15T01:19:00.000+05:00

There's been 9 rozay and I had all the 9 iftars at different places, literally. It's not intentional, just how much I have to roam about in the city.

I have to roam about in the city for my work.

1. Saddar, Cantt
2. Food Street
3. My place near Chuburgi
4. At home in Islamabad
5. Band Road
6. Main Market
7. Garhi Shaho
8. Scheme Mor
9. Hurbanspura

Now, that's freaky but I'm by no means joking.

Dont Fret Go on

2005-10-06T22:02:00.000+05:00

Three things to self:

Don’t be bitter. No matter what comes your way, no matter how many hardships you have to face, don’t become bitter. Becoming bitter means you’re fretting and accept your defeat. Don’t fret. This shall pass too.

Our older generation doesn’t seem to be very considerate of us, in all respects. Okay, I made a mistake but he’s staring me like he wants to spank me hard.

You think that someone’s totally retarded and behaves like a kid. He says you’re a jerk. One all.

blackmailers

2005-10-06T21:02:00.000+05:00

There are things in this world, you simply don't like. One is being blackmailed emotionally. Especially, when they play on your miseries mischeviously. I was at liberty last night to shop for some food after a hectic day's work and chill out with friends. Just as I was about to get back to the car, a woman came rushing toward me and begged in a babbling sort of way. Okay, I gave her some coins I had. At the places like liberty people are not much considerate of your actions, so they start honking to make our car move. Okay okay, going. There came another begger with a baby, who was watching all this until now, just as to catch me as I was escaping. I tried to tell her that I've no coins or change. She started babbling in freaky tone. I tried to hide myself behind the glass. "Allah tere karobar mein barkat.." UP. FASTER. "Allah teriyaan muradaan pori karay" FASTER! She was really irritating and adding to my miserable state of mind was the fact that my mother's ill for so many days and I'd not been able to visit her. If I thought I can't be pissed off that easily with what people say, I was wrong. When she saw nothing was working, "Allah teri Ma Baap nu lambi umar de!", she shot at last. "God damn it!" A ten rupees note flew out of my wallet and she clucthed it hurrily as a prize money. GO AWAY, I HATE YOU.

Why people are so cruel to take advantage of others' miseries and grieves?

My twin brother...

2005-10-05T01:00:00.000+05:00

This guy here, Renan Bertoldi, just sent me a scrap from Brazil on Orkut with a photo of his friend. He writes:

Hey TC, I must bother you again...
Here's your picture: http://www.orkut.com/AlbumZoom.aspx?uid=6864196056801169396&pid=15
(I strongly think you were separate when you were born.. Take a look)
Hugs

And in the second scrap he wrote:

This guy (Felipe, TC) is a very close friend of mine.. I found you in a islamic community, and got myself amazed... I thought Felipe (TC) had became muslim, but no! That wasn't him.. That was his siamese brother: YOU!
Hehehehe

Abraços

Pretty close I guess, but not that close. Here's the picture. Now, it's for you to judge; I have the same blogger profile picture on Orkut.

Incessant Barking

2005-09-22T07:42:00.000+05:00

A cartoon by Alex Gregory shows one dog speaking to another

I think we've found a spiritual heir for the "On the internet, nobody knows you're a dog" cartoon.

Yasir, your IQ score is 129

2005-09-16T04:33:00.000+05:00

Took it after a while, but my rating is same - Word Warrior - but the picture has changed. Duh!

Yasir, your IQ score is significantly above average. Congratulations! You have a wide range of exceptional skills which are much stronger than those of the average population. You are also skilled at answering the types of questions that are asked in a classic IQ test. The test analyses your strengths and weaknesses based on your mathematical, linguistic, visual-spatial and logical skills. Even though you have high scores in all of those areas, we are able to analyse your results to discover the areas in which you have the strongest abilities.

You are equipped with a verbal arsenal that enables you to understand complex issues and communicate on a particularly high level. These talents make you a Word Warrior.

Whether or not you recognise it, your vocabulary is your strongest suit -- use it whenever you can. Since your command of words is so great, you are also a terrific communicator -- able to articulate big ideas to just about anyone. Your wordsmithing prowess will also help in artistic and creative pursuits. The power of words translates to fresh ideas off paper too. Since you have so many words at your disposal, you are in a unique position to describe things in an original way, as well as see the future in your mind's eye. In short, your strengths allow you to be a visionary -- able to extrapolate and come up with a multitude of fresh ideas.

Google knows better!

2005-09-13T08:37:00.000+05:00

Go to Google, and search for word failure. See the first result!

And I hope, you guys know about Google Bombings.

Enlightenment

2005-09-09T20:27:00.000+05:00

Force me to think different
Make me break the patterns
Out of my emptiness must come thought
Out of total chaos comes a new order

Plain simple stupid

2005-09-06T02:02:00.000+05:00

Well, sometimes I feel strange. Strange in a way that it's really stupid to think that way. Like I always long for a big big house only so I can employ a maali!

Dan Brown and long ends

2005-09-04T01:09:00.000+05:00

I'm a big fan of Dan Brown. And as you would have guessed, due to Da Vici Code. This book is enough to keep you bragging about his writing prowess for the whole month. I went through Deception Point and Digital Fortress recently. I liked both. In fact, I loved to read about all those technologies used for spying etc. But somehow, I reckon that he dragged the end too long in both.

I just finished Digital Fortress a few day ago. Cryptography is one of the fields I always loved during my days as a computer security expert/hacker but my unwillingness to learn Discrete Maths properly and Algos never allowed me to jump the ship. Moreover, I don't stuff my head with the things I don't understand; somewhere down in my conscience I believe that it's not necessary to learn everything. The whole idea behind out-sourcing.

Oh well, I was talking Digital Fortress. Back to my point. The crytographer Susan had an IQ of 170. Pretty high I guess. But she, plus others, could not judge the 'prime difference between the elements..'. My chemistry always tripped me in higher grades, but I'm no mug. I still remember the Atomic Numbers of Plutonium and Uranium, and Atomic Weight of Uranium if not Plutonium. The only two simplest options were the differences b/w Atomic Numbers or Atomic Weights. That was pretty simple; anyone who went to school knows a few things about chemistry and maths as to judge where would you get prime numbers. Then how come 'the brighest minds of the planet' could not do such simple things? When they are working with such informative data for years. It's no rocket science. I stumbled. The story revealed more information about the bombs: hiroshima and nagasaki later on, but I hit the bull's eye in split second even when my IQ is 26 less than hers. Perhaps, that's why I got picked up for FIA's Cyber Crimes unit in the first place. Duh!

I think it's pretty difficult to create a character with such an IQ and actually making that character to behave like one. You can not fake the ability and intellegence of a higher mind. That's the point. Dan Brown still is a genius, but without any doubt, NSA geeks would have higher IQ than he possess. Or he was trying to drag the end? O_o

I'm blue

2005-08-29T21:40:00.000+05:00

Sometimes living alone is a such a curse that you can't imagine. I went to my home - for those of who don't know, in Islamabad - to spend my birthday with my family; only to receive an emergency call to get back to lahore a day before. Now, on my birthday I'm all alone; one of my mate is off to his home and other on a business trip. Spent the whole day laying back and listening to FM.

Ah yes, happy birthday to me!

Lawyer Liar

2005-08-21T05:30:00.000+05:00

I had a great love to be a lawyer [same as I had for fine arts].. but alas I couldn't get into law either.. tujh se bhi dil faraib hein ghum rozgar kay!

Nostalgic

2005-08-18T04:23:00.000+05:00

You sometimes get nostalgic in the middle of a freakish night.. I remember playing for my school football team. I used to play right-out and was one of the best. Others specially envied my cross bar shoots and beating the goalie head up. We reached the semi's of our inter school championship only for my coach to have me on the bench instead of field. And we lost that game badly. I donno if I were capable of any magical turn around had I been on the field, but I really missed that game. *sigh*

My patriotism is a fake

2005-08-13T21:41:00.000+05:00

I wear Western outfits made with Thai material. I use Japanese Electronics. My watch is Swiss. I watch English and Indian movies. I read a left-wing anti-government English Newspaper and think the same. My tongue frequently slip into English even when I'm talking to my 2 year old cousin. I love queuing in front of US and British Embassies for a visa, for long hours everyday and not fret. While I can't stand a queue when I'm to receive a ticket from a Railway station counter. I hate right-wing mullahs and think they are all evil creatures. I confess following Micheal Jackson recent fall of the fame with great intrigue. I'm fed on western channels lately and can't remember the year when I last saw a glimpse of PTV. I ride my motor cycle without silencer on the 14th August every year. But hey, I'm a Pakistani. Atleast, my ID card says so. And I just bought a green flag for the independence day. Thus I'm a geniune Pakistani!

Two of us and plain stupid idea

2005-08-07T21:17:00.000+05:00

When I first saw her I thought, "The two of us are such a simple formula and yet it took the universe 15 billions of years to add us!" But still not added.

It may sound weird as it is, I've created my own personal blog again when I still can't really digest personal blogging idea!

Fuzzy Logics

2005-07-20T05:20:00.000+05:00

I'm bad, in fact, very bad at maths. My F.Sc. grades rocketed to bottom just because of this alien subject. And I couldn't stand Statistics too a few years later. Here's what I come through usually when crunching numbers.

Teacher: If one mason builds a room in 30 day then 30 masons will build it in 1 day.
Moi: So, you say that if one ship crosses the Indian Ocean in 30 days, then 30 ships will cross the same Ocean in 1 day? My logic sounds fuzzy to me, but you say so, duh!

Testing my first post with photo bucket

2005-07-13T04:49:00.000+05:00

Love at 12th sight

2005-05-03T06:32:00.000+05:00

Day one:
She was the new girl in school. Her long, smooth and shiny black hair with red highlights, her high cheek bones, her smile, her eyes (and some other things that are a little inappropriate to mention). My eyes gazing at her. My mouth drooling with saliva. I was struggling to get my hair in position, trying hard to grab her attention, trying to look cool in whatever way possible. It's a pity that she didn't pay attention at all. She could have had at least taken a glance. The things she is missing out on. But then again, I am a man full of determination.

Day two:
I got her an expensive gift, a box of chocolates, a cute card (signed anonymous) and a red rose. I quietly placed everything in her school bag. It was rather disturbing to see her shred the card in pieces. Moreover, she passed the rose to some guy (who just for the record, is now my enemy). So, day two was not that encouraging either. Someone really needs to fix the attitude of my bride-to-be.

Day three, four, five, six:
Apparently, I realized that my sole reason for existence was to keep staring at her. She was standing there surrounded by all the cute guys. While I was drinking coke and stuffing my stomach with slice after slice of pizza (what if I become fat…as if then she would look at me!). So, with the pizza put aside I decided to do something – and fast!

Day seven:
I hired a person who would steal her purse and run away (a little extreme but love drives one insane). It was then that I would emerge as the hero and save the damsel in distress. Unfortunately, she carried no purse that day. Moreover, my so-called “ghunda” had a policy of no refund. My months' pocket money wasted!

Day eight:
I sat at home, day dreaming about her. It was a holiday, what else could I do? I felt hopeless. Hmmm! Was she thinking about me as well? Hope so…

Day nine:
YAY! Finally it is time for school. I was never happier to wake up at 6:30 in the morning and then smell the sweet morning air and feel the cool breeze brush through my hair. Today was the day! I was going to write all my feelings on a piece of paper and give it to her. But then again, I never had the nerves to do such a thing. So, I asked a ten year old boy to pass the note to her. My heart was pounding. I was sweating with nervousness. Unfortunately the boy handed the letter to the wrong girl! Were my instructions not clear enough? I clearly told him to, “hand this letter to the most beautiful girl you see”. Kids! What would they know about beauty…

Day ten:
WOW! It's such a miracle. I did not even look at her once that day. Maybe I had finally achieved control over my emotions. I had finally come to my senses. Or maybe that was just because she did not come to school. Hmm! was she not feeling well? Had anything gone wrong? Or was she on a date with someone…(gulp!).

Day eleven:
Success! I finally get to talk to her. I had a friend who introduced me to her. So, we talked all day long. Somehow…the chemistry was just not there. Maybe it has something to do with the “forbidden fruit” theory, if u don't have it; the more you want it and once you have it you don't want it anymore.

Day twelve:
Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! A new girl just came to school!

Source: http://www.jawanpakistan.org/creativity/stories_home/april_2005_01.asp

New year, new resolutions... and new blog!

2004-12-30T14:27:00.000+05:00

There's been quite a time that I'd not been bloggin anywhere. Not at all. So, it's about time that I'm back to blogger.com to fill up some crap in a more politically charged world. So, what's the new year resolution? Or resolutions [to be politically more correct!].

1. Sleep on time.
2. Wake up on time.
3. Pray on time.
4. Eat on time.
5. Work on time.

It's pretty hard to do all these things on time, but hey there should be some new resolution for the new year. Just for the heck of it.

Back to blogging business
Another noticeable thing about my blog now is it's interface. With lush green [to some extent] background and my trademark glass balls. But that's not what I'm excited about. The thing that's more intiguing is the title of blog: Politically incorrect - eats, shoots & leaves. In fact, it's based on a punctuation mistake in wildlife manual in which a panda is defined as a 'large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots & leaves.' While this might not be politically funny to many but Lynne Truss has written a complete book on the subject with her zero tolerance approach to puntuation. So, while my puntuation might be politically correct, in one sense or other, but my talk is not!

Happy new year to all!

اردو بلاگگنگ کیسے؟

2004-07-27T18:16:00.000+05:00

خیر یہ تو طے شدہ بات ہے کہ اردو سے لگاوٗ مجھے ہمیشہ سے ہی تھا لیکن پچھلے کچھ عرصے سے میرا عربی، فارسی اور اردو میں مطالعہ کچھ زیادہ ہی بڑھ گیا ہیے (میری بی اے انگلش ڈگری کے باوجود) ۔ ابھی کچھ عرصے پہلے تک میں خود ایک اردو بلاگ پر کام کر رہا تھا جو تقریبا تکمیل کے مراحل میں ہے لیکن کچھ زیادہ مصروفیت کی وجہ سے میں کچھ عرصے سے اس پر توجہ نہیں دے پایا۔ انشاء اللہ عنقریب اسے مکمل کرنے کا ارادہ ہے ۔ اس وقت تک آپ اسے پڑھ کر یقیناََ اردو لکھنے کے قابل ہو سکتے ہیں۔

Luqmân's Advice to his Son

2004-07-24T12:09:00.000+05:00

The Qur’ân contains ten precious advices Luqmân offered his son. Following is the list of this advice offered to Muslim parents, that they may communicate them to their children, family and members of society that they may implement them. If this valuable advice is followed and implemented then we will all be on the straight Path leading to Paradise. Luqmân himself summed up in a few words the way to succeed in this life and on the Day of Judgement.

1. Luqmân warns his son against the greatest injustice man can do. Allâh said that Luqmân said:

"O my son! Join not in worship others with Allâh. Verily, joining others in worship with Allâh is a great injustice indîd." [31:13]

Luqmân calls his son: "My Son". To do so catches his son's attention so that he may listen carefully to his father . Then he calls his son's attention to Tawhid. " Shirk," Luqmân said:" Is a great injustice indeed ".

Therefore, the one who associates others with Allâh in worship does injustice to Allâh, the owner and Creator of the universe. A great injustice is also done to the Mushrik: he subjects himself to Allâh's anger and eternal punishment in Hell.

2. Luqmân reminds his son of the rights of his parents on him,

"and We have enjoined on man to be dutiful and good to his parents. His mother bore him upon weakness and hardship" [31:14]

He describes hardships mothers face bearing children.

"And his weaning is in two years, give thanks to Me and to your parents. Unto Me is the final destination." [31 :14]

Luqmân mentions the total dependence of infants on their mothers for two years. Thank Allâh, and then your parents . In not, then the final destination is to Allâh.

"And if they both strive with you to make you join in worship with me others that of which you have no knowledge, then obey them not, but behave with them in the world kindly." [31:15]

Luqmân tells his son that if the parents are Mushrikîn, then do not follow their way: Allâh's right comes first by far. Even so. for as long as the live, treat your Mushrik parents with kindness.

3. Luqmân then describes some of Allâh's Might.

"O my son! If it be equal to the weight of a grain of mustard seed, and tough it be as a rock, or in the Heavens or the earth, Allâh will bring it forth. Verily Allâh is subtle in bringing out that grain, well aware of its place." [31:16]

Allâh's Knowledge is so perfect that the existence of anything, big or small, is acknowledged and controlled by Him. Luqmân tries to impress his son reminding him of Allâh's absolute control over His kingdom. Such might and power must not be challenged or ignored by anyone.

4. A great advice to Luqman's son is to establish regular prayer, on time and with the best possible performance,

"O my son! Offer prayer perfectly." [31:17]

Prayer is the direct connection between a Muslim and his Creator. Parents must take great care to teach and call upon their children to establish prayer.

5. Luqmân advises his son to

"enjoin (people) for good, and forbid from evil." [31:17]

If every Muslim observe this duty , then evil and mischief will have no place in Muslim society.

6. After the useful advice he offered his son, Luqmân recommended patience in implementing them, and in all matters of life,

"And bear with patience whatever befalls you. Verily, these are some of the important commandments ordered by Allâh with no exemption." [31:17]

Patience is a righteous act ordered, and rewarded by Allâh.

7. Arrogance is an attribute of Allâh alone and not for man.

The Creator and Owner of the universe is the only One who deserves to be Arrogant. Allâh threatens arrogant people with punishment in Hellfire. Luqmân said:

"And turn not your face away from men with pride." [31:18]

8. To be moderate is a great attitude anyone can possess,

"Nor walk in insolence through the earth. Verily Allâh likes not each arrogant boaster." [31:18]

Allâh does not like that man is arrogant and proud of themselves.

9. To be moderate in walking and talking is also one of Luqman's advises to his son,

"And be moderate (or show no insolence) in walking." [31:19]

Islâm offers a code of conduct in every aspect of life. Even the way Muslims walk and talk are regulated. Islam offers guidelines in this regard that will produce the best behavior and generate respect.

10. Luqmân reminds his son that being harsh while talking will liken his voice to the braying of a donkey. Shouting does not win hearts, rather , it will offend and alienate people,

"And lower your voice. Verily the harshest of all voices is the voice (braying] of an ass!!" [31:19]

Luqmân shows great wisdom in his advice to his son. If Muslims parents take his example, and have their children implement these advises, then by Allâh's permission our Ummah will be successful.

Unholy Sinner

2004-07-13T13:52:00.000+05:00

I've just come back from Zuhr prayer and it was kind of repentful for me. How do you feel after committing a sin? I feel ashamed, fearing the Saza on the day of judgement. Sometimes, the feeling grows onto me to such a level that I eventually start weeping. Just a few moments back what I was feeling standing before Allah (SWT), I can't explain. Filthy self. Urdu word غلیظ may be the better choice. Yeah, that's what I feel after committing a sin.
Two days back when I was praying, I, if the truth be told, stood speechless in Namaz; I was feeling so sinful that I stopped recitation.
In Sahih Bukhari is a Hadith which says:

Allah is more pleased with the repentence of His believing servant than a person who loses his riding beast and then suddenly finds it.

May Allah forgive me for my weaknesses and accept my repentence, Amin!

Look up Quran in MSN Messenger

2004-07-13T12:40:00.000+05:00

From: Umair's Blog

Assalaamu 'alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakaatuh everyone,

Add quranbot@amirbutler.com to your msn messenger as a contact, and you can look up the arabic or english for any qur'aanic ayah. You will need to wait for it to log on, and as soon as it does, you can open a window and look up ayahs by simply typing;

quran 11 115

or

aquran 11 115

In the fist case, the English translation of surah 11, verse 115 will be displayed.

In the second case, the Arabic text of surah 11, verse 115 will be displayed.

This is a program that someone has written, and masha Allah it works well. You can even get a range of ayahs as follows:

quran 11 115-117

This will display the translation of surah 11, verses 115, 116 and 117.

Note: Its not always online, but when it is, its very useful. I'm not sure if they're planning on making it stay on all the time, but you can email them at quranbot@amirbutler.com if you have any questions insha Allah. I personally do not know who made this program, but I find it very useful so I wanted to share it.

Wassalaamu 'alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakaatuh. Enjoy!

ہمیں است

2004-06-28T11:01:00.000+05:00

یعنی "یہی ہے"
کیا یہ دنیا حقیقت ہے یقینا آپ کا جواب نفی میں ہو گا تو پھر کیوں ہم لوگ اسے حقیقت جانتے ہیں
آج ہر شخص سمجھتا ہے کہ اسے جو کچھ اس دنیا میں ملا وہ سب حقیقی ہے
یہ حقیقت نہیں بلکہ ایک سراب ہے جسے ہم لوگ سچ جانتے ہین
آج جس کے پاس پیسہ ہے وہ خیال کرتا ہے کہ یہ میرے پاس ہمیشہ رہے گا تہیں یہ اس کے پاس ہمیشہ نہیں رہے گا ایک دن اسے خالی ہاتھ اپنے رب کے پاس لوٹنا ہے
یہ دنیا صرف ایک امتحان گاہ ہے اور یہاں جس کو جو کچھ دیا گیا ہے وہ صرف ایک پرچہ ہے جسے اس نے حل کرنا ہے تو جو اس کو حقیقت سمجھ بیٹھے اور اسے ہی سب کچھ جانے تو وہ واقعی غلطی پر ہے
دراصل آخرت کی کامیابی کا دارومدار اس پرچے کے صحیح طریقے سے حل کرنے پر ہے نہ کہ اس وقت کو برباد کرنے میں
آءیں اسے ساءنس کی رو سے دیکھتے ہیں
آج ساءنس یہ کہتی ہے کہ ہر ایٹم کے اندر خلا موجود ہے اور تہ ہم جانتے ہی ہیں کہ تمام کاءنات ایٹم کے چھوٹے چھوٹے ذرات پر مشتمل ہے
ساءنس کہتی ہے کہ اگر آپ ایٹمز کے اندر موجود تمام خلا کو نکال دیں تو پوری کاءنات کا تمام تر مادہ صرف چاءے کی ایک چمچی میں سما سکتا ہے
اب آپ خود اندازہ کریں اس کاءنات کی حقیقت کا!
سرور کاءنات محمد مصطفیٰ ﷺ کا ارشاد ہے کہ "اگر اس کاءنات کی حیؽیت اللہ سبحانہ تعالی کے سامنے مچھر کے ایک پر کے برابر بھی ہوتی تو وہ کبھی کسی کافر کو اس دنیا میں نہ نوازتا
اور ہم اس دنیا کی زندگی کو سچ سمجھے بیٹھے ہیں
بیشک ہمیشہ رہنے والی زندگی آخرت ہی ہے اور اس میں کامیابی صرف اللہ کی اطاعت میں ہے

اهْدِنَا الصِّرَاطَ الْمُسْتَقِيمَ
اے اللہ ہمیں سیدھے راستے پر چلا

There and back again!

2004-06-21T12:17:00.000+05:00

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ

Well, it's quit a time when I created this blog but never got time to look after. While I'm working on a blog system, I feel its high time that I should also pay attention to the real life blogging too. Let's see how long this venture goes as I have a knack of getting fed up of things very quickly.
About my blog project: Frankly speaking, it's not out of world type but one of my colleagues suggested me that if I want to learn PHP/MySQL, I should really think about doing a project. So, that's how it all started. It's getting ready while I'm one the look out for more features. I'm working on two versions of the blog; A conventional English one and second is Urdu. Yeah, you'll be able to post directly in Urdu. I almost have done the basic functionality but writing directly in Urdu is only supported on IE 6. But I'm looking to port it to Mozilla/Firefox/Netscape too. Hope it will be completed soon and you'll get a real chance to have a look at it (and use it!).

See ya later,
FEE IMANILLAH