Some Golden Words, Touched my Heart !!

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To realize
>The value of a sister
>Ask someone
>Who doesn't have one.

>To realize
>The value of ten years:
>Ask a newly
>Divorced couple.

>To realize
>The value of four years:
>Ask a graduate.

>To realize
>The value of one year:
>Ask a student who
>Has failed a final exam.

>To realize
>The value of nine months:
>Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.

>To realize
>The value of one month:
>Ask a mother
>who has given birth to
>A premature baby.

>To realize
>The value of one week:
>Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

>To realize
>The value of one hour:
>Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.

>To realize
>The value of one minute:
>Ask a person
>Who has missed the train, bus
>or plane.

>To realize
>The value of one-second:
>Ask a person
>Who has survived an accident...

>To! realize
>The value of one millisecond:
>As k the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics

>Time waits for no one.

>Treasure every moment you have.
>You will treasure it even more when

>you can share it with someone special.

>To realize the value of a friend:
>Lose one.

BADAA size n AQAL choteee 8-X

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why does it always "Padhta wadhta toh hey nahein, kya teeer marley ga"

why do ppl love to poke into others' matters???!!
why do they love to critisize negatively on others'?
why do they love to pass SICK comments on others' woh bhi aise hee?


FINE, if i missed Cal's Class, why does it bother Fahad MIRZA 8-3
the biggest, most idiot, most pathetic, most mini IQ-ed @$$ in the world.

who gave him the right to predict my Future???


it happened TODAY, in the morning, at the ENG. Block, when he asked Osama,

"is ladkey ka kya baney ga"
these words ablazed me from toe to head.

OK FAHAD, u Started it, U!!!!!

Now i m gonna predict "UR" future!

I asked him, " Where do u see, urself, 10 years from NOW!!??"

and there, he sat blank n DUMB!!!

i'll tell u bachey!

10 yrs from now,
U will be working in the Highest reputed E-comapny in the Pakistan
as a Project Head
in the Research n Development Department
u will be earning 3 lakhs per month
u will own a 2000 sq yard Villa at the most POSCH area of karachi
it will have a 200 yrds Swimming poool in it
in the parking porch, there will be 3 shiny, big, luxirous, latest n most expensive cars, parked for ur service
u will have 2 li'll cute kids,
they will be studying in the BEST school in Pakistan
u will have a Beatiful n obedient wife
U will live a Life, every body wishes for


"AMEEEN", thts what Mirza said.
"Summa Ameen", thts what I said.



"Now, do u know, where do I see my self 10 yrs from NOW?! "

" JIS Company mein tum kaaam kar rahey hogey na, woh company MERI HOGEE "




*the end*








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iFace Picture Day

YO !! guyz, me back, with a BIG... eerr... mini BANG!!



Haan toh punter log, hua yun keh....
we had an iFace Picture Day organized at my Universtiy, dont xactly remember the date but it was FUN. All the committee members dressed up in Blazers or Jackets. But some of the asses also wore COATs, they dont even know the diff. b/w Blazer, jacket or a Coat,

P.S. If u too, dont know what that is, let me tell yew 8-P

COAT woh hota hey, jo aap shaadi per silwaatey ho 8-P

even i didnt know that 8-D
bubloo's pop told me that.....

Khair....
the day was excellent. I decided to go with my car. The scene was full time Executive :-D, me, wearing a cotton, full sleeves shirt. with a CK tie, dress pants(for the first time in my life), and my Blazer hanging on the back seats' window. with the seat belt tucked in, here i go to the Baloch Pull, to pick up rowaid
and as usual, Rowaid bhai ka khooob wait kya, , and he ditched me, MUSLIM COACH se bhaag gaya,


my TEMPERATURE got to HIGHEST LIMITS at that time
"CRAP!!!! now again, i'll have to drive to bhains colony ALONE"

ITNA GHUSSA 8- !!!!!!



rolled up the windows, started the A/C, fan to full......, tilted the seat, and zoooooooommm, that day, my car almost broke up, i drive so fast. at the end, it doesnt even matter, QAUIDABAD per traffic JAM 8-3

took me 20 minutes to cross tht area, and my car's temp. rised to DANGER level, coz the A/C was ON.




UNI pohanch kar, i served tyt gaalyan to rowaid, and then, CALCULUS kee class, got an sms "Abey kahan hey, photoshoot shru ho gaya hey"
excused my teacher, and reached the Shoot area, only to find that, it will take an hour for my TURN.


HAD my best time with OSAMA then.

"Abey OSAMA!!! SUIT bhi hey, Tie bhi hey, Shoes bhi polished hey, shave bhi bani hui hey, baal bhi set hein, perfume bhi mehngee waali lagai hey, ghadi bhi anth waali pehni hey, muun bhi dhula hua hey, gaadi bhi baahir khadi hey, QAAZI (rowaid) bhi mojoood hey, yaar, aaj toh kisi ko, QUBOOL kar hee lung" :P

and the reply came

"abey, chal Computer Sciences Dept. mein, koi na koi toh mil hee jaaegeee" 8-D

Saw some real *CUTE* faces that day, prolly, they were the seniors.

"Abey osama, yeh toh kabhi dikhteee hee nahein hein, aaj kahan se tapkee???!!!"




ALLAAH!!!!!!!!!!

karachi mein itna HUSN hey, mein aaj tak kahan tha :P




in the end, u dont even wanna lissen, u dont even dare to lissen to my tragedy, merey sir per kya pahaad tooooota,

my ZIPPER Broke 8-O
damn
shit
fuck
crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOW WHAT in the hell am i supposed to do???!!!!!!!!!!

Ghouri : "osama, yaar zipper toot gaye hey"
Osama : " BUHAHAHAHAHAHA! "
Ghouri :" Abey kuttey, kaminey, zaleee, khabees, tujhey hansee arahi hey??!!!"

and then, osama or meri MUSHTARKA koshishon keh baad, atlast, my zipper got working


30 minutes went by, and it BROKE again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 8-3

now what??!!!
" better go home now," and thts what i did,

khair it was a fun day :-)













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My first day in BUTT BROTHERS !!!!

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OOHH YESS !!!!!

Whose the man??
whose the MAN ??!!

oh yess!!!

I AM THE MAN!!!!!!!!!!


I came to UNIVERSITY Today, by BUTT Borthers!!! Route # 6.

OH YESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


it all started today, when i asked ma mom for the BUS KA KIRAYA, and she said." AB tumne points kee fees pay kee hey toh, point se jaao"


DAMN !!!!!!!! 8o3


abey yaaaar, ab ragging ho geeee.

i wud have used the UTS-8, but why shud i "KHULLA-fy" my 1000/- Pocket money Note.

and i started walking towards the Stop, imagining what wud happen to me in the Point!!

and then, a slight cool breeze, waved thru my body, giving me a Full spout of Confidence.

"ABEY BHAAAD mein jaaae
woh agar MAILAAY hein, toh mujh se bada MAILAAA koi nahein"

after a long long wait of 15 minutes, there came the red POINT :-).

The point was totally empty with only one soul alive in it. I took a seat and here it goes, POORA Karachi ghumata raha. One by one stdnts kept coming.

My mate, who took the seat, besides me, seemed to have taken drug or something. From the Agha Khan University to FAST, he kept sleeping with his head on my shoulder, snoaring like DEVIL.
that was hell lota scene.

no raggin at all!! 8oD

YAAYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*two thumbs up*



But the only thing which seemed weired to me, that the Point mates, who use to sit on the Back seats, are simply SICK

They were cussing, cursing, and using pretty sick languge, with their voices raised to FULL.
i dont have an idea how do girls survive in the point.
Dont they feel ODD????? :-S






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Sad Demise of ALI Yasir

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I wud like mourn over the Sad demise of my UNI-mate, Ali Yasir, a second year student of telecom engineering. He lost his life, coz of his own mistake. Poor soul, used to bring arm(pistol) to campus, regularly.

As our elders use to say

"Hathyaar kabhi na kabhi khud toh chalta hee hey"

and that day, his gun went OFF, firing a Bulltet, injuring no other than himself.
He was rushed to the nearest hospital, but that too is about 20 minutes drive from the campus. They got jammed, and the poor guy took his last breath, in the way.

He, not only left us with memories, but a lesson too.
As our DEAN, DR. Zubair said, " The guys who knew, in the first place that he used to carry Fireaerms, have an equal share is his death. He left his parents to mourne upon him. "

I fear how sad his parent wud be, at the suddent death of a jawan, young child, whom, they borught up with so much love, tender, care. His mother, who had dreams of her son, making his way to success, is totaly shattered.


i request anyone who reads this, plz spare a minute for Fateha for ALI Yasir, and pray that ALLAH forgives him at the day of jugdement.

secondaly, if u find anyone, involved in such kind of activities, like carrying firearms, or any other un-ethical activity, please make his parents/authorities take the notice of that.
Coz life does not mean living for urself, life means Living fer others.





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