Posted on March 19, 2011 by

Mom…And I

Mom: I’m going to buy two gold sets for your sister.

Me: What the hell? Meray liye do chaddiyon kay paisay nahin aur us ke liye gold set?



Me: Pakistan ne Australia ki le li hai match mein full-time!

Mom: Kya le li hai?

Me: Kuch nahin bhai kuch nahin…KUCH NAHIN!


Mom: Ali, ek kaam kar do ge?

Me: What?

Mom: Zara Ali Tailor’s se ja kay meray kapray lay aao.

Me: Okay, you have to buy me a big Peshawari Icecream cup for it.

Mom: Pata nahin kitnay Kameenay maray thay jo tum paida ho gayay!

Posted on March 9, 2011 by

Destination Unknown…

There are times in your life when you need to make choices. Choices that may not affect you only but other people as well.

Me being a placid guy most of the time, don’t really care about what life throws at me but sometimes it becomes inevitable to decide and react. You come to stand on a crossroads where you have to figure out which way holds the lesser amount of evil for you and others.

Keeping the above in mind, I really am no big fan of the notion that human intelligence is faultless. Which in turn, leads to confusion as to whether my decision would be right or wrong.

I hate using people. I would much rather suffer setbacks than manipulate people into circumstances and situations from which they cannot turn back.

“Objects have been created for use, People have been created for love.

The situation degenerates when Objects are loved and People are used.”

Hazrat Ali (A.S.)

Maybe my decision to manipulate would turn out to be good for them. Then again, there is the uncertainty principle at work everywhere which ensures that I won’t be able to predict or understand the magnitude and direction of God’s plans at any given point in time simultaneously. I can only imagine or pray, I cannot ensure.

So what do I do?

Situations like these put me in a pensive mood. When I go quiet. Solitude seems like the bestest of friends, yet I still feel the need to consult the ones close to me so they can provide an alternate point of view to that of mine.

Clarity, as of yet, seems to be eluding my thoughts purposefully, so I shall go on in the direction destined for me, doing what I feel is right at any point in time while hoping and praying for the best.

In the end, the difference will be that of another hard-earned experience, or a well-deserved prize.

Posted on March 7, 2011 by

One Good Reason…

It’s been quite a long time since I’ve blogged. Why? Many reasons.

I lost my love and interest for blogging somewhere around March 2009. But I blogged for quite some time after that because one of my friends wanted me to and then I promised something to another. Along came my Tum Karo To Chamatkaar series which I’m proud to say, cheered up quite a lot of people. *bows*

I’ve experienced a lot in my tenure as a blogger. It kept me hooked, and it turned me off.

Lately, I’ve received requests for blogging and as I just renewed my hosting, my blog’s here for at least another two years.

The dilemma I face now is…should I start blogging again? I’m confused.

So, all those who want me to restart, give me one good reason why.

And also a topic to write on, if you can. :P

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Posted on December 14, 2010 by

Aazaad Mard…

“Mujhe eik na-tehqeeq baap kay na-tehqeeq betay nay is do-rahay per khara kar dia hai ke ya talwar khainch loon ya zillat bardasht karoon aur zillat bardasht karna meray imkaan mein nahin, isay na Khuda pasand karta hai aur na Rasool (S.A.W.W.) aur na hi Sahibaan-e-Imaan, na Paak-o-Pakeeza Godiyan aur Tayyab-o-Tahir Aaba-o-Ajdaad. Kisi ko yeh bardasht nahin hai ke main aazaad mardon ki tarah jaan denay per zaleelon ki ata’at ko maqdoom karoon!”

Imam Hussain (A.S.)

Aqwaal-e-Masoomeen (A.S.), page # 70

Posted on December 4, 2010 by

When The Cold Winds Smash Against The Heights Of Beghairti…

Finally Karachiites can breathe a sigh of relief, for the long awaited cold winds have arrived to give us goosebumps and make our teeth go t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t…

My first encounter with these winds was tonight, when I went with Danish to the airport. When we got out of the car, we literally peed in our pants due to the cold. Danish whipped off his shawl from the backseat while I had to make do with a thin t-shirt. And he still felt cold.

I was shivering by the time we reached the terminal and then I had a great idea. Getting coffee!

Danish liked the idea.

So much that he ignored my pleas of getting coffee from the nearby shop to avoid the cold and going to MacDonald’s across the chilly parking areas for the coffee. Asshole!

We went inside. And we decided what to order. He ordered a cappuccino.

Hot coffee. The perfect thing to keep yourself warm in such weather.

I mean, that would be a sane choice right? Sane?

For those of you, who don’t know me…err…sane and I don’t get along too well together. :P

I ordered the complete opposite: a fucking frozen milkshake! :D

And then we got out of MacDonald’s and I finished it off in the cold, chilly parking lot.

You see, there is a theory to fight the cold: make yourself warm, inside and outside.

I, have a different theory: Make yourself colder than the cold, then you won’t feel cold anymore. :P

And just for the record, I already had a cold and sore throat to begin with. Fuck yeah, baby! :P

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