Talha Ghouri's place of letting it OUT !

TAG IT !

2009-03-03T02:02:00.003+05:00

Tag you're it!!!Here are 25 random things about myself.Now you have to tell me 25 random things about you in reply.

1. they all call me DANISH at my home, neighbourhood and family

2. alike a friend, danish... i cant forget my childhood

3. i miss my SSC days.

4. I never made friends before FAST

5. most of the ppl dont even know the real MOHAMMAD TALHA GHOURI whoentered FAST in 2005 - a chumpooo dhakkan

6. Whatever happens, my university... FAST, i'll always admit that what i am todayis coz of my university.(in a good kinda way)

7. I feel embarrased when guys taunt me on my academic life.

8. I've dreamt of beating the shit out of some really kutta arse ppl... but cudnt dosoo... various reasons..

9. The first time i frowned over someone was the cycle mechanic i used to go, afew months back... i regret that... though he was being a pain in the neck, but ilitteraly KILLED him that day..., the second time in my life i frowned was on theWashing Machine Technician, my mom kept on calling him, he didnt show up andmy mom used to eat my head out... pooor technician :D
10. The best thing happened to me is, I HAVE A CAR...

11. My very first freelance project, i got it coz of a friend... who is now in the MOSTHATED list of mine

12. I dont hate many guys.... i dont hate at all....i am really a friendly guy... it takesmein only a couple of minutes to be friends with any one... but if i HATE anyone... ihate him BAD!

13. The quickest friend i ever made is DANISH HASSAN

14. i had my biggest crushes during my university life.

15. **** **** was the girl in SSC grade,a very nice friend, potentially a futuregirlfriend... but i pissed her off at our last picnic and it ended! DAH!

16. no one knew yet, i DO cry... oftenly :D, at night, in my pillow :Dwhy ?realizing the fact that im not the kid my dad dreamt of..

17. I love my mom and dad the most.... after that my Baji

18. some ppl i never thought i cud be friends with... Farrukh Ali Baig, HennaAmaan, munir usman, ali raza shaikh.

19. I HATE my MATH teacher, i STILL hate her... if my career proceeds to a blackhole... she has a major contribution to it.

20. I wish we wudnt had to shift back to Pakistan. I loved it there... but now.. i loveit more here :D

21. The guy we used to take tafreeh of, all the time, MURTAZA.. helped me outwhen i was really in deep shit.

22. it hurts when u get to know that a friend u like... doesnt consider u one...and/or doesnt trust u. tingles u from inside

23. I've finally given up stealing email accounts' pwds

24. I see my father as the greatest man alive on planet earth...there are MANY reasons....

25. Its hard to apologize than they say in the proverbs... u never regain the trust and value...

26. Chota is friends again.... and i feel great !

and....

yo!

aur woh chala gaya :(

2008-11-22T14:02:00.007+05:00

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man..!!!
i have no idea kia chal raha hey aaj kal, semester finals dancing upon my head, cant persuade myself to study at all, and am getting into urdu poetry
:-S

bas uski hee qasar bachi thi... DAH!!

found this piece of work somewhere.... i loved it, and must share with you guys

na mein paas usko bula saka
na mein dil ki baat bata saka

woh hansi hansi mein hee chaldia
keh mein haath tak na mila saka

younhee sochta raha duur tak
magar usko kuch na bata saka

yeh maqaam hee tha ajeeb sa
keh mein khud ko bhi na bacha saka

woh juda hua bhi toh aise hua

koi rasam tak na nibha saka

:(

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the day i saw DEATH !

2008-10-28T22:08:00.004+06:00

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25th Oct 2008, FASTian picnic, Hawks' Bay, hut # 39-C
the event was arranged by DECS (drama and extra curricular society), humayoon leading the team, and was a blast, but the first thing FASTian beach picnics lack are safeguards, even though we realized the importance for lifeguards back in 2006 when NOMAN Bashir almost SANK there in the arabian sea. The incident was terrifying and sent chills in everybody's nerves back then. It urged me to learn swimming and watch the lifeguard programs at NAT GEO.

This year... the beach was quite calm, umm.. not really.. but it wasnt harsh and fast either.
Me being a non-swimmer and a total blindoo(w/o specs), love to and prefer to stay on the shore... but this time.. it had to happen yara!
i thought i am having the best of my life in water, and i kept on walking deep and deep, robin and bubbles were with me toh, i wasnt supposed to have any fear.
i took a step forward... and isntantly... gurup!
i was IN, in there... my feet didnt touch the ground... it was a wide ass PIT thr...
i made my first thrash....and managed to come up.. saw robin thr, he was not more than a feet away from me... he had no idea keh am sinking... i didnt get the hold on the thought keh am sinking... i had a feeling its a usual jerk and i can manage it, second gurup! another thrash and the waves took me away, a feet deeper in the sea, i called out for robin, "rowaid pakar zara yaar", he grabbed my hand, i tried to pull myself towards him, but duud... i was sinking... and eventually i was pulling robin with me, realizing the fact keh ghouri is going DEEP and is taking me along, he let go off my hand, to get himself a good grip on the ground first. I too let go his hand, that VERY moment, that particular fraction of the secondmy whole life flashed in my eyes. I remember each and every act of my life, by each and every i MEAN it. I KNEW i was surely going to die, i knew it. I tried to recite my last dua's... but honestly i cudnt recall any, forgot the surahs, forgot the qalimas...
this thing made me realize keh am not a gud muslim i guess... but the fact that i had the sense to let go rowaid so that he doesnt sink along with me, gives me a pinch of a feeling keh am atleast good human inside. toh...
with the third thrash against the water... i manged to come up once again. and THIS time... i started fearing death..

ab phatttt gaye !

i shouted... "rowaid pakar yaar.." i was in my senses enough to not panic and make him more nervous... warna saala mein bhi jaata aur woh bhi :P
but he is not a lifeguard and yah.. he doesnt know how to rescue.. by this time... usko idea hogaya tha keh ghouri bhai jaa rahe hein...
he grab me and shouted for bubbles who was about a feet away. Bubbles saala ullooo ka phatta, he stood thr smiling and looking at us, though he had no idea keh kia ho raha hey... but robin was shouting his throat out then.
Ultimately babloo pulled robin, robin pulled me, and i was thr on the shore, trying to digest the fact keh mein bach gaya!

it was enuff to ruin my day and the picnic. i changed clothes and sat thr in the hut clicking photos all day!

the PUNCH is keh... the incident mademe realize how evil a person i am, how sinfull i had been my whole life, the life which flashed after me didnt show my pure good deeds, or maybe i hadnt been nice enuff to perform some :-/
Hereby i offer my apologies to any person living, reading this keh i AM VERY SORRY if i had ever done bad to u.

some names i'd mention here

DADDY - the man, affected the MOST by me. whatever SHIT i do, hes the one to clean it... i love u daddy, and am sorry i didnt live upto ur expectations.... but u dont know.. i try my best to do so... i wish i cud ever tell u, how much i love u.
Mama i am really sorry for the quarrels, shout fights we had
ammi jan for the hatred i used to show, u KNOW i love u!
ma'm nazia
sir ravi
chota
syed ahmed hussain
rameez bin saeed
bushra siddiqi - i had been a real pain in the neck for ya, apologies aint enuff, i hope this makes at least a tid bit of any difference
basit sheikh

with an aim to live a better, meaningfull life, and a promise to be more religious and loving to the ppl around me....
i wish u all best of luck
this is talha ghouri, signing out!
please forgive me...
if i die, i hope i get a chance to meet u in heavens !

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awardies awardies awardies ..... :D

2008-10-18T10:48:00.021+06:00

hey!

yeh blogworld nhn... INDIAN cinema hogaya... where the last months in the calendar, get the TV Channels bombarded with award shows. KADDU AWARDS, BAINGUN AWARDS, TIMATAR Awards... and what not....
Hina started spreading the contagious award fever, which routed thru Lubna baji to me!

I dont have too many people on my blogroll... toh instead of BLOGROLL awards, am giving out my personal favorites' awards... just a token of gratitude towards my friends.
these arent in any particular order... but on first thought, first written basis.
PS if u dont find urself in the list... ur either busy enough to be in sight... toh outa sight, outa mind.... OR... ur asshole enough for me... to not recall ur name right now!

Syed Sumair Zafar..... for being the BEST friend out there, to share secrets, knowledge, info, tech talk, dirty sms, filthy chats and out of the world hangouts. My venture partner too! *smooooches* :P

Furrukh Ali Baig..... for being the most hoshyaar chand banda of my circle... everytime showing hoshyari around.

Jawwad Ghaznavi.... the oldest friend am in touch with.. STILL. Being in touch means a lot more than sharing sms and a bit of hello and hi on internet.

Rowaid Bin Farooq.... or ROBIN as we say it, half mulla, half disco :D... is sitting besides me right now... eating up the MICROPROCESSORs INTERFACING book and handouts.. coz we have an exam in about 20 min. I am too fed up of studying my books now, i can't even bare his'...
GO ROBIN GO ! hes always there for true friendly mashwaras, his CHACHAs' stories and religious advices.

NajmusSaqib Feroze..... one sun of a gun who i still MISS. this guy was wid me for not more than 3 months.. and left a lasting impression. he dumped the darling FAST for NED, xunny ur one bigg time kutta aadmi.

Khizar Masood..... am still on fone with him, he always ends up advising "GHOURI! kuch parhle yaar... please... and blah blah blah" and he's doing the same right now. A guy from my class since 2005, but it took some time for us to be friends.

Osama Ali.... osama MUCHARR!!!! ya MACHARR... dono hee lagta hey yeh :P. A really literate kind of a guy, a great analyst of the not so distant future, talks a lot, and talks sane too, is a totally ANTI-JEW banda and is desperately dieng to kill some jew asses :P. This banda only looks a dhakkan maila... but is a full time burger bun, with panwari moustache, and skinny body and a head FULL of knowledge. I can bet on him keh he knows all the JEWish shit going on since last 6000 years :P

Mahmood Zubair... BABLOO... or BUBBLES as we like to say it.... the cutest banda from Computer Systems engineering, the guy who can make u smile/laugh even when HE is crying :D

Osama Nasir.... KUTTAA!! KAMINA!! THARKII!!!! tu ja kar butool se dosti kar... ! grrr....!!!!

Syed Ahmed Hussain.... had been one of the the BEST FRIENDs for 3 years... ended up to be the most @$$holic person i ever knew !

Munir Usman....the BESTESTSTSTSTSTSTSTT senior i ever got! The best thing FAST gave me. He graduated more than a year ago, we still meet, we still talk, we still share ideas and he still advises me the best he can. THUNKKOOOO *hugs*

Ali Raza Shaikh....my IDOL, FASTian IDOL, the youngest entrepreneur I've seen LIVE and ALVIE :D, who has achieved so much, the career, the life i always dreamt of. Always there to advise me stuff, letting me know the hurdles one can face in his career and some funn talks. How can i forget the DATE WITH ALI RAZA SHAIKH... at 12 in the morning :P

Henna Amaan..... the 'P', the BIG "P" P bole to president.. woh be webmasters ki... DUH! imagine a student society.. with no fun at all... hell lot of politics and bitching going inside... ghouri trying to burp down the accounts money... members killing each other... a society who knows nothing btu CODES/Programming/Networks/Hacking and no Girl in it(till last semester) , how'd the PRESIDENT look like? UGLY BETTY i bet :D ... but its not the case with this girl. shes calm and polite, and can crack a joke like someones telling u shakespeare's poetry.

Nabia Kasaur..... YAYY!! chota !! paanch futya do(2) inch 5'2". really cool forografer. A girl who hardly talkss... yah.. she hardly talks.. when shes alone :P
The cutest girl in my chota sa grp with realllllyyyyy big hART and tendency to show gr8 "afoo wa dar-guzar"(read in urdu) Sorry Again dost !!!!! SORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRY :-$

Al-Hamra Khan..... the 'skipping walks' these days is busy in exams....the GURU.... fashion guru. Failed on me though... :P mere dushman ki best friend hey! But khair hoti hey.. no biggy... u know i luv ya! ;-)

Lubna Baji...... the sweeeeeetest thing FAST had got EVER. I love U lubbe baabu! Mujhey itni agraizeee nhn aati... warna 100-200 lines aur likhta....

AssadUllah.... mein chota sa aik bacha hun... per kaam karunga barey barey :D... a really awesome friend... with a tummy full of criticism. :D
kisi kaam mein keere nikaalne hon.. toh contact ASAD :d

Rabia Baji..... awwww....... ^_^ abhi mein aur kia bolun :D

Aon Ali..... the most maila friend in my neighbourhood... though there live many more mailaER log here... but they arent friends.... I used to ignore this guy to the extent of humiliation... didnt know the gem inside him. AONY!!!!! saeeein wadhera.... :D

Syed Asad Shah..... a true example of FRIEND out there...... thru thick and thin... barbaadi and khushhaali... party aur hangamey.... he was there wid me... supporting each other... we still go hands in hands. I wish u get married to the ONE :P

Murtaza munaaf..... kutta kamina khabees.... but chicken banda hey.. luv u!! :D

Azeem Yasin...... the only maila guy from Defence, with a nifty car, and a huge house in a really posh area(mashallah), he would love to come to the university in his dirty knickers, filthy flip flops, unshaved BOOOTHA, and un bathed body. My hacking idol :P
i didnt even know keh this guy existed in the world, he has sooo much potential.... but was soo low profile keh kisi ko pata hee nhn chala... it was then... when he got elected for the VP of our society. I was like WTF ?!!!! yeh kaun !@#$% hey! But I love u azeem bhai :D
isko toh azeem bhai bolte bhi sharam aati hey :P

Ahmed Jalbani...... another disco Mulla i know of :P
hahaha! met ahmed bhai on flickR, a year ago.. and obviously the world is too smalll.... kept on getting bumps in with him, he came to judge digitaleyez and then photography workshops. I owe alot to Ahmed Jalbani. hes a friend, a teacher and an inspiration. Whatever photography skills i have today, i have it coz of him. THunkooo ahmed bhai :)

that compiles up the awards and am already late for the exam by 20 min.
i hope they let me in the room. wese bhi kaunsa kuch likh kar aana... !

chao!!!

WHY ?????????

2008-10-14T09:45:00.013+06:00

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a post by a friend ....

(a tribute to all those who have lost their lives, gotten injured, and are still fighting the battle of ‘none’ for the cost of what??! A tribute to my brave heroic friend, Lt. Omar Salman Tirmizi)

There might be at least a hundred people that one comes across daily not pausing to think about their accomplishments or subsequent failures in life!!!But very few from that number of hundreds, their mysteriously ‘knowing’ smirk, that sparkle of eyes gets you, stop dead in your step, their very explicit sound - you know they are daredevils of nature.

These people create a ripple in your life, the way a pebble does to water only that your life would never be the same again. These people are your manifesting pride and you give them what they deserve of an exulting sense of credit!!

And so I do tonight, even though, knowing that my taking in pride in you and having a glowing feeling of gratification wouldn’t help you and is nothing compared to what you’ve been through and are going through now – but the least I can do now is to pray for you now, at this time of fajr that may Allah give you tranquility and strength at this hour of turmoil and gets you to your feet all well and even with more stronger will power and clearer vision of what you are destined to do.
AMEEN!

- Al-Hamra Khan
Fourth Year, Architectural And Planning,
NED Univeristy, Karachi.

Al-Hamra Khan can be reached at alhamra.khan@e-nnovators.net

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Random Laugh OFFs v2.0 !

2008-09-30T22:23:00.008+06:00

This chat log is a prooof, keh we are the most farigh-ul-waqt humans in the world !

Mohammad Talha Ghouri dhoti le kar aana mere lie

Chota hehe...dhoti ya thobe?
hw abt a bellydancing outfit instead?
:D

Mohammad Talha Ghouri thobes toh hein variety mein mere pass :P
belly dancing 'gear' le aao
farrukh se kareinge
:D

Chota hahahha...
:D :D :D :D

Mohammad Talha Ghouri he has a LOT OF BELLY hanging out htere :P

AND this is what came out my artistic PICASSO skills :P

FARRUKH' Belly

FARRUKH in belly dancing suit :P

the KISS, the BLISS !!

2008-09-18T23:24:00.002+06:00

it all happened the night before yesterday. I swear it wasnt planned, all what happened was impromptu, improvised.. a totally uncalled for happening.i had a looong day, a very long day, university, work, household chores and some financial issues with clients.
This all made me seek for some soltitude... so i put on some romantic songs on my computer, AC to full chill and laid down on my comfy computer chair. Mom went out to neighbours with my sister. Was alone at my place. it was about 11:00pm. This is when SHE came, yes SHE.

She is a usual roamer, drops by my place casually, no one minds that at home, she is so mingled up with us, specially me, that she doesnt need permission or has to inform us prior her visit. She doesnt even knock, to my fortune, the door was open too. With the chilled air in my room,and romantic songs going on, i was already in some mood, and she comes in with noiseless steps.
i felt someones presence in my room, opened my eyes, lowered the volume only to find her there, at the door, looking at me. Oh GOD, she never seemed this pretty to me before, the eyes, the big black round eyes, the shine of million diamonds in her eyes. we kept on staring each other. I founded her the prettiest one in the world that moment, i almost forgot to breathe then, started to sweat in an air conditioned room.

I wished this situtation wud never end, it was then. when she took her first step towards me, another one, and another one. slowly and beautifully she kept moving towards me, oh... the walk, the style, the way she carried herself... made me loose my control. My heart beat shot-up, breathing pumped up, she was very very close to me. I cudnt control, grabbed her from shoulders, moved towards me. NOW, i cud feel her warmth, i cud feel her heart, i cud feel her breath, i cud feel her. She didnt blink the whole time, my love towards her came out of a sudden... i made my grip even stronger... didnt want her to leave, with pain.. she "aahh..."ed.
I didnt show any mercy... neither she wanted some. We both wanted it to happen. I moved slowly towards her face, she was still in my grip, the hair.... they were not hair, they felt like SILK strands, so soft, the silky, such a beauty. I loved playing with them while she was there in my hands, she liked it even more. Finally she gave herself to me... quited resisting... and gave me herself.

She wanted more, but i wanted all.Finally i moved towards her face, closer and closer, she smelled like french fragrance, seemed like she had a bath recently. the moist hair...aahhh.. and then i kissed her. the blissfull kiss. my god. it was the best. after the happening.... she rubbed herself against me in love and moved out of the roomm... ppurrrriiiinnnggg!
um....
yah...
purriiinngggg! :-^
y?
yes... she was smoky... my cat?
kiun?
what did u think?
haaww....
dirty mind :P

random laugh offs!!

2008-09-18T10:13:00.013+06:00

i had a chat with Chota Badmaash, 2 in the morning
and we made this on MSN Messenger. These drawings made me laugh to tears, may not be as hilarious for you guys, specially those who dont know ennovators, but am sharing it any way!

:D

Al-Hamra Khan.......................... Talha Ghouri .......................... Furrukh Ali Baig

paanch FOOTYA, 2 inch.
CHOTA BADMAASH
with her maindyaaan!.

Why Study for exams ??????

2008-09-14T20:48:00.011+06:00

Why Study For Exams.... Are they not about what you know, not about how much you can cram into your head the night before?

those who agree, raise their hands :D

got this thru an SMS today!

itni shiddat se mein ne PASS honay ki koshish ki hey,
magar har professor ne mujhey FAIL karne ki saazish ki hey.

hamare Exams bhi na, bilkul indian films ki tarhan hote hein
aakhir mein saaaab acha hojata hey, aur agar aisa na ho toh, iska matlab hey

papers abhi khatam nhn huey, supply abhi baaqi hey mere dost!

this post is dedicated to THE friends, chota badmash and Al-Hamra khan, who are totally freaked out about their short attendance during the past session.
Courtesy to Henna Amaan for the painting, no rights reserved though, coz its a copied idea itself :P, and i've put this image in here without any prior permission as well. Now pray she does'nt kill me :D

Ramadan Kareem!

2008-09-05T22:45:00.008+06:00

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Assalamualaikum Seeedi !
means...
Blessings on u sir :)

Ramadan is here, 4 days have already been passed. Roza(fasting) is somewhat a tough task for students of FAST(my university).
A normal day starts with sehri at 5:00, namaz at 6:00, bath at 6:30, and FASTian surprises wala bus travel at 7:15.
Classes commence on from 8:30am and with breaks and free slots, extends till 3:15pm. Then again... an hour long journey to home switching two diff buses on route. a round trip of 55kms and a whole day full of hectic routine at FAST Uni makes u a lazy guy in the end of the day.

Guys like me act as MONSTERS who have been captivated for centuries and attacks on the food like anything!

I shot this photo on a punchline which came to me today.
Sharing with u guys here.

14 hrs of FASTing, for a FASTian, in FAST, is a total death for the Samosa on iftar table.

THATS IT !!!!!!!!!

2008-08-31T17:10:00.007+06:00

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GOD!

i cant believe am doing this. This had got to be done sometime eventually, i gues this is the right time.
I cant breath, my mind is juggled up, its bleeding out with secrets, personal issues and stories from the dark side of my mates' lives. I just cant digest it. Today, on 31st of August, 2008, i make this petition or resolution, whatever you wanna call it, "AM GIVING UP HACKING"

Yes, u read it right! No more hacking from today. Why? Cant tell in words.
I still remember, when orkut was released, i got infected to it, routed towards black magic communities and read some fake SPELLS TO READ OUT PPLs' MINDS. I used to visit alike communities and post comments, discuss things. It was then, when a random guy, Ather Alam, advised me to cut it out, though i wudntt be able to do such a thing, and if by anychance.... i DID get it done, i wud go mad. With so much info coming to my mind, ZINCH diplomacy, i wud not be able to absorb such amount if information/secrets/thoughts in my chest.
This is exactly whats happening to me. I havent hacked for myself in months, but my friends asks me to do it for them. Being a slave to human nature, when i get access to someones personal sutff, i digg more..... and THIS is where screwup gets started. I really cant digest all the stuff, even more, cant blurt it out too.

Right now.... i have a feeling of being stabbed, cant breathe!

with all the dramatic stuff going on, i cant keep it going.

so.. from now on... NO POKING in secret stuff, no email hacks no shit!

whats the catch? nothing!

faeda yeh hey... the ppl in my social circle can take a sigh of releif now :D

no danger from my side atleast.

Take Care

Live happy

Be healthy

die peacefully

go to heavens

and take me along!

^_^

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Gym Chronicles -My first day at the gym

2008-08-28T11:32:00.008+06:00

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*breathe in*
*breath out*

*breathe in*
*breath out*

*breathe in*
*breath out*

the sound of metal, the music, the smell of grease, the sweaty bodies, trainer shoes, good looking men,pumping iron and a trainer. All this combine up to make a first class GYMNASIUM/Body Building club.

This is not the case in my scenario, aur ho bhi kese sakta hey, meri life mein aaj tak kuch normal hua hey :P
Its not like I been to many GYMS before, but this is typically THE scene u imagine of when talking of one.
A health website said, if u aren't able to see ur feet whilst standing straight(i.e ur tummy blocks tha view) MAN!! ur FAT, and duh! yes it happened to me. Abey yaar... har buri cheez mere saath kiun. Now am getting FAT, AGAIN!
last season of ramazan, casuall visits to my GYM*, and a job at Connect Communications made me fit into my old pair of jeans and Medium Sized T-shirts, which eventually got undersized by this ramaza. Now with a new resolution to work out more honeslty, eat more healthy and avoid junk food, i've joined the GYM again.
GYM in my case is not a GYM actually, i shud call it an AKHAARA to be more precise.
With mostly bacloch ppl/bus conductors/MQM ghundas/ and some models, the scene is quite absurd. With a HUGE setup in the KGA Gymkhana, besides the cricket pitch, there stands two, 7-feet long posters of Arnold Schwardzenneger, and a banner saying,"ENTER as U, Exit as HIM" obviusoy written by a TYPICAL BALOCH bhai, dictated by MR. TAI, he is the owner of the place, though he never visits it, even for the karate classes there.
My coach, or... i shd rather call him a PEHELWAAN. A coach is a 6 feet taal, 42inch wide, perfectly toned body, HUMAN looking guy, who advices you nifty excercises, usually speaks english and promises to make you a replica of him in a year.
On the other hand, my intructor aka JAANU PEHELWAAN is a 7 feet tall punjabi, 60" wide, 150kg heavy, heavily moustached, messy oily hair, topless body resembling YOGI bear, and a big ass TOUND(D-tummy) comes to me, pats hard on my back and says,"Or jawaan.. patla hona hey"
i was like....*yikes*
mr. pehelwan points me to a tilted bench, and says "ja jaawaann, pait laga". hain? matlab?
matlab... he asked me to do some crunches. " jaannu bhai ktine lagaon?" the reply comes," AAdaai soo(250)"
umm... okie.. i did as he said.

*First Cunch*
*breath out*

*Second crunch*
*breath out*

" arey... its a peice of cake, 250 toh ho jaeinge ....."

*third crunch*
fooooo!

*fourth crunch*
okie.. its not THAT easy

*5th crunch*
aarrgghhhH!!!!!

*6th crunch*
what the fuck!

*7th crunch*
atleast three more please

*8th crunch*
GOD please

*9th crunch*
Aaahhhh.... BLACK OUT !!!

out cold. There laid me, on the inclined bench, almost dead, for the flies to lick my sweat until other members came and picked me up.

"jaanu bhai... mera pehla din hey, bachey ki jaan loge kia"

Jaanu Pehelwaan... no doubt is the worst Gym Coach in the world.
I have a diet plan made by mr. VENU Gopal from India now. I really idolize him. He is the owner and the trainer at Belair health Club india.

his prescribed diet plan and excercise routine had helped me to loose some inches on my waist line and a few kgs, last time.
I strive to follow the plan and routine more puntually this time.
wish me luck folks
and be ready to have a look at the new GHOURI in a month or so
with revamped body.

:)

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e-nnovators.... a startup story!

2008-08-24T03:10:00.014+06:00

phew!
long time eh folks?!
happens.... happens alot with me, bear with it :P
been busy the past few weeks.
busy in what? busy in creating my own startup story, or.. shd I say our startup story.
it all started with plans on a vacation to malaysia. yes.. seriously.
shaikh chilleee aur uski khyaaali pulaooo!
mein bara ho kar doolha banunga
mein vacations mein malaysia jaonga.

yahan mein akela nahein tha, rather... we were 2. Farrukh mian chale pulaao pakane, Ghouri saheb keh saath. We would have definitely enjoyed the best time of our lives in malaysia only if u wudnt have got an F, ya again... an F in the finals. Ultimately... daddy didnt allow us, not only he grounded me, but theek thaak class bhi hui, "your a loooser, with NO skills other than driving and NO vision of your future"

*BOOOOOOOOM!!*

another blast... what the heck. My dad takes me as every other incompetent kid, where as i m not one! after a few weeks of being grounded, the freakazoid tolee which includes FARRUKH,Sumair, ME, Ahmed and Rameez went on a hangout. After the dinner+galian+gossip+more galiaan+gossip+even more galiaan+gossip+Bitching... a sheesha was ordered.
me being a non-smoker, sheesha gets me HIGH, and when i say HIGH, i really mean it :D
after a couple of puffs i spluttered..."sumair... lets do it, lets do the startup !"

FINALLY!!!

the khichdi which was being cooked b/w me and sumair on casual telephonic chats cameout in public, and then started the HAPPENING. "OKAY! lets do it" everyone agreed and we'd already started feeling like entrepreneurs.

now came the registration part. We got a domain name, got our selves aik acha sasta aur tikaao hosting plan, prepared some business modules keh who will be who and who will not be who :D. I have always been a twisted thinker, toh am always like.."if we do it, we do it in style, or we dont do it at all" toh bhai.... ham to office bhi leinge, patent bhi karaeinge, employees bhi rakheinge... aur note BHI chaapeinge.
This time period taught me a really good lesson, everything seems to be a piece of cake, only if ur DAD bakes it.... when u try doing it on ur own, its only then.. when u get to know the heat around the oven.

kuch samajh aaya? nahein aaya na... mujhey bhi nahein aaya :P

i went to a lawyer, consulted some motary agents, and in the end cudnt get our organization, ENNOVATORS patented. we didnt have any assets to declare at the moment.
next comes the office scene.
farrukh is a poor guy, with a rich MOM :D, who can lend him anytime, plus i have saved a couple of thousand bucks as well. BUTT!! office mein bethega kaun mere bhai?
Degree shegree lene ka moood nahin hey??
postponing the office setup, we agreed on whenever to get an office, we'll go for a coworking one at first. (google it to know what it is)

here comes the team formation part...
kaun baap banega... aur kaun bara baap!
kaun director hoga kaun director ka baap
aur kaun peon.

this issue really turned out to be a phadda. with meetups ending up in gaalyan, phadde and taunts, we met several times at farrukh's place, my home even at the public red area, MAZAR-e-Qauid :D. Luckily the issues got solved quite happily with handshakes and huggies ^_^

now what? our working domains... obviously web development isnt going to pay us well. i mean it does, but till when? and static broucher websites really dont get us as much fruit as complex CMSs do! but CMS banaega kaun? koi nahin :D... we'll outsource. This is what happens in almost all of the software houses in Karachi. FIRANGI outsource those software houses and they outsource us. Now.. if we can outsource CMSs, we can outsource everything we cant do, and we WILL do that.

team formation
The first law we made to do inductions was...
NO GIRLFRIENDS in the team.
hehe yah! no girlfriends. Aisa kiun hua.... LOOOOOONG story.
though we didnt have any girl at that moment but phir bhi... i told u na... SHAIKH CHILLI ki khyali pulao!
Sumair... dekhle.... Wardah is STILL not ur girlfriend.. ;)

now we have a total of 8 freaks in this freakazoo
which includes
ME,
the chick killer Sumair(murghion ka qaatil),
jack of all..king of none, FARRUKH,
jack of no trade... even king of none.. EMPEROR of all (by force) AHMED HUSSAIN :P,
a newly made random friend, KHALIL SYED,
Soccer playing Marketeer JAWWAD,
chota badmaash Nabia,
rameez's BESTEST friend in the whole wide world, Al Hamra.
unfortunately rameez had to leave the team for some personal issues.
a pinch of geeks, sprinkle of confused coders, even more confused artists according to taste, a spoon of dhakkan marketeers and 2 drops of glamour.
this is our cup of tea! :D

we 8 are the Elegent Eight, "ennovators" that is :P
the startup entrepreneurs who will rock the E world inshallah!

if you feel like being ennovated and have a couple of bucks poking outa ur pocket u can contact me at
talha.ghouri@e-nnovators.net

till my next post... keep on commenting!

P.S This is my first post widout the *whispers* "F" word!
i didnt abuse a single time....
see... it works when u have girls in ur team :P
:D

TechElite 2008 - NED University CIS Dept.

2008-06-08T19:48:00.006+06:00

NED University, the only Government Funded Engineering University in Karachi, the largest one too, organized this megaevent, TechElite for the second consecutive year, comprising of different TECHY competitions like Speed Programming, Network Security and stuff.

Unlike last year, TechElite succeeded to attract students from all over Pakistan(theoretically :P, warna sirf Karachi ki awaam hee thi) bringing on their projects and they coming themselves to compete.

With limited budget and sponsors, they managed to do BIG this year, with a billboard being hanged on DrighRoad, participants being given the T-shirts and a huge media world getting attracted towards the event. Comparitively, a small event than PROCOM, but much better. I was personally interested in the marketing department :P
Though there were some mis organization, but chalta hey. They didnt succeed to BEAT procom, but they werent incompetent too. The above video is the event coverage by SAMAA TV Pakistan.

Best of Luck NEDians, for next year. Lets see if u'll be able to DUMP PROCOM then

Thank You Technology !

2008-06-07T02:16:00.003+06:00

Thank You technology!

:P

what?
are u still reading this ???????/??

go and watch the VIDEO man !!!

Tallaaaq !

2008-05-25T22:21:00.007+05:00

yes!
tallaaaq!
let me tell u from the beginning...
wat u see below is a SUZUKI Sedan, 1000cc Car, Made in Japan, with 48 BHP engine, two front disc brakes and two rear drum brakes. Sanden Air Conditioner, and Oyrsa CNG with inflex cylinder. Keyless entry and power locks. The machine, which looks like a beauty right now, is at that current moment was registered on the name of Mohammad Talha Ghouri s/o Mohammad Asghar Khan Ghouri
this piece of machine was born in 1990, and was then shipped to Karachi. what a MANHOOS day that was. IT WAS destined to fall in my lap one day, and that atlast happened. I got into FAST, and my dad was like...ur a big boy now... wanna have a car?
arey? naikee aur poooch poooch? ZAROOOR!
a guy... who didnt have a bicycle for years after his mid-school, suddenly gets an offer to have a CAR, u cant imagine the excitement in me. Poooooorii university mein, i used to hold each guy for a minute and tell him, keh my dad is buying me a car. aur hua kia?
i fell in love with a Charade Racer, dad wasnt in town, and the moment i was about to give money to the car owner, daddy calls, "Beta, charade na lo, buy suzuki instead, it will re-sale easily"

>>>>>>>>>ZOOOOOP!<<<<<<<<<<

*SHOCK*
wtf!
i said "OK" and disconnected the line.
my friend was with me, uska bura time tha... saara ghussa us per nikla, i was at the CAR MARKET, and then started searching for a SUZUKI. i made up my mind, bhale KACHRA Mile, lekin car lunga toh AAAJ hee.
all the khybers and mehran,.. they werent appealing... i called daddy, said " daddy, i dont like suzukis dibbaas, if u want me to have a suzuki, i'll get a big car then" he was fine with it, and sent me a couple of thousands more.
and eventually out of excitement, hurry and be-waqoofi, i ended up buying THIS car, R-3750.
at the first glance it looked quite good, nice car, fresh polish, clean engine and all...
and turned out to be a disaster in the end.
MY GOD!!!!
but whatever that was...
today... whatever i AM, i am coz of that machine. Believe me you!
i lacked confidence, i lacked street smartness, i lacked fashion, i lacked everything a Karachi GUY must have in him. This car took me to places, made me meet with diff people, helped my increase my social circle, got me into everything i AM RIGHT NOW !
but aik khuwaaish reh gaye... no girl was there to sit on the front seat, lol, except bobby baji :P
for new readers, Bobby Baji is my elder sister, married with a kid mashallah! and yah.. BOBBY is the REAL name :P, loooong story. Prolly my daddy would love to blog about it :P

oh the car thing...
i am thankful to GOD, that he gave me THE car, though keh us mein har woh masla aaya, jo keh aik car mein ho sakta hey, but on the brighter side, it made me learn about the machines.
we had FUN, all the events and happenings coz of this car. Thank you daddy! and thank you mama, for keeping spare change for me, for the car's maintenance.

thank you friends, who pushed the car when it broke down, thank you ASAD SHAH, who was always thr whenver my car screwed me up.
but pasthooon movies mein hota hey na... they kill the injured horse...
my car wasnt injured, but it had cancer, it was dying, getting screwed up, kabhi yeh masla kabhi woh masla...
phir bhi i kept it working and running, but in the end... wasted all my savings and the result was ZINCH, it still used to get paralyzed on roads and give me headaches.
phir bhi i didnt kill IT :D
i gave it a divorce... though i still love her, but cant afford her, now that bitch has a new pimp.
Omar Ghazali :P
may he rest in peace with the car :P
on 19th of May, 2008, i gave up my car...
all the readers.... ur the GAWAAAH now..

mein apni gari ko talllaaaat deta hun
mein apni gari ko talllaaaat deta hun
mein apni gari ko talllaaaat deta hun

now... am looking for a new ride...
a SEXY one...
have u seen any Rollas or VICs for sale?
DO let me know!
and pray...
keh ab naye car mein, front seat per bethney wali bhi koi ho jae
=)

my garage is still vacant...
as well as the heart :P

cya!

FASTian Surpises ! v1.0

2008-05-06T22:19:00.009+05:00

being a FASTian, your destined to face hell lota suprises in your 6 yrs of Grduating Life.
PEHLA Surprise....
yes... sab se pehle surprise toh yehi hey, keh a normal human being, cant pass out from FAST in exactly 4 yrs, under normal circumstances.
Either you have to be Dr. Zubair Shaikh's SON
or
you must be a top notch, oily faced, huge specs geek with bad mouth smell, and books hanging around in ur bag on ur shoulder,,,, to pass out from FAST 'on time'
we'll talkon this laters...
the thing which i want to write about NOW, are the surprises BOY(s) face!

Muslim/Mehran > Coaches
D-1/ C-1 / SRTC > public buses

our day starts with sleepy waiting routines at the crowded bus stops at exactly 7:00 in the morning, mind it, to be there at 7, you have to get your ARSE off the comfy bed, with Spanish quilt, chinese Ari Conditioned room, at exactly 6:15 in the morning.
Your half asleep when u brush ur teeth, and comb ur hairs. And yah... WE, FASTians are lazy ENOUGH to NOT have breakfasts or do excercise routines subah subah.

CUT-TO >
the bus arrives, and you get on the first step only to find out that the bus is OVER OVER OVER crowded to not even accomodate ur single BUTT, toh BUTT sahab, aap pooore kahan jaoge :P
obv. u'll compensate ur excercise routine by doing the monkey hanging stuff on the doors at first, and then monkey climbing on the monkey ladders to reach the BUS's roof!

and yes... am there atlast, on the roof. Half way through u'r contented that atleast u'll get to put ur BUMs on something on roof, and to ypur surprise, a whole STOCK of FRESH FISHES awaits your there.
as all the buses on the University route come from FISHERY, u have to bare it, aakhir, MACHAIREY bhi toh apne bachon ko paalainge.
You calm your self down, seeking an UN-FISHed spot and place ur butt there.
half way to UNI, on shahra-e-faisal, the TULLA stops the bus, and make you climb down and SIT inside the passenger cabin which is almost vacant by then.
and u sit DOWN. aaahhh!!!
comfy eh?

*sniff sniff*
*peekaboo*
*sniff collars*
*sniff armpits*

*acts innocent*

*thinks*
HEY! i had a shower subah subah, with the NEW CINTHOL extra LEMONY FRESH DEODRANT Soap.
and HEY, i emptied a bottle of perfume...
but why THIS "ewww" smell?
and VOILA...
u realize the seat ur ON, hides anoter WHOLE NEW STOCK of dead FISH underneath it.
YAAYY!!!!!
:D

MORE FISH!

after a herniating drive thru Quaid-a-baad, u get to FAST.
"chal bhai.... COMPOOOTER KAALIJ wala" is the name, conductors know us by.
YES!
they RECOGNIZE us, "roz toh aata hey tum... jee ardey!

now... ur staning outside the shiny PALACE, which at glance looks like an amazing place, a great Engineer producing university!

but only WE know the torture we go thru.
now... ur already smelling like a dead HERRING Fish.
and with oily sweated face, u rush to the washroom to do the "MAKE UP"
FASTian life taught me, how boys carry facewash, towels, combs, brushes and even FAIR and LOVELY with them.

Moving on to the washroom, u find a STICKER on the door
“WASHROOM UNDER SERVICE”
And the signatures below say !@#$%^&* !@#$%^ !@#$%^ !@#$%^ obviously done by FASTian students.

Running to washroom 2, u find out that all the stalls are already occupied, AND, the washbasins have QUES made, to use one by one.
U wait on and on and on and on…
And a idea blinks *HEY why not have a vee meanwhile*
And u search for an empty stall, there u got one!
That’s a surprise too, a VACANT stall/cabin at FASTian washrooms.
You place the right foot in, and before u can even think of lifting another one, a NEW surprise.
There…. ‘THE’ surprise is already there! Yes THERE! The guy who used the stall… didn’t FLUSH down his SURPRISE he’d done.
And being disgusted off, u switch to another stall. After you’ve done YOUR DEEDS, you get the biggest SURPRISE of the moment, the TAP is broken, no water. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!
And to your rescue, thrs a roll of toilet paper still hanging thr. After the business, u come out to get another surprise of the series, no water from washbasins too.

Now we are talking!

Bags left thr, u rush to washroom 3 praying keh wahan kuch paani ho, please!
And finaly u get it, THE WATER!
U do the makeup, do ur hairs, and then come back for your bag, and yah,its not there anymore.
U send a search team for it, and ur friend calls “abey schon per para hey bag tera”
Shukaaaaaaar…. Bag toh mila..
BUT…. Bag keh ander ka sab ghayab. 900 rs calculator, 300 rs Multimetre, 200 rs soldering iron, 50 rs soldering flux, 100 rs ICs and LEDs.
Yah!
Now this is the FASTian taste of life.
I'd have written MORE, but ‘SHE’ is online, and my fingers are hurting already!
I’ll say a HI to her now…
Till the next post on FASTian surprises, keep on commeting
:)

The WEBMASTERS presents - DigitalEyez

2008-04-14T23:12:00.017+05:00

ooohhhk...
the new webmasters society eh?
The previous webmasters had set the legend of being the sharpest and most tech savy student socitey in FAST. and they all had to graduate, woh bhi aik saath... DUHH!
now what, we have a THAND 'P'. 'P' bole toh... President. Henna Amaan
aur aik addad 'VP', VP boley toh, Vice President

"GD" bole toh Graphic Design head, Ammar Faheem

and aik adad BURGER senior. Faisal Abidi.

I saw him on my first day in FAST, and i was like, ooOOOoOOO BURGER hey, i must stay away...
and now, 2.5 years from that day, this guy mingles up with me sooo much, keh i am used to telling every guy, FAISAL is the sweeetest MAN alive, in karachi.

ASAD bhai...
bole toh CHEETAH, aur woh bhi koi chota mota nahein
pooooore 2 CORE 2 Duos hein iskeh pass..
aur aik laptop bhi :P
the guy, who helped me in EVERY thing, i must say, EVERY thing when we initiated DIGITALEYEZ

UZAIR JAWED / OSAMA Khalid
Hardcore CODERS....

mustafa, osama jabbar, tabish, maisum. the freshmen kaakas of WM.

yeh tha INTRO WM ka.

ab shuru hoti hey baaat WMs keh TEERON ki.

WM ne aik teer mara, chota se, in first semester, Software Freedom Day, jo keh kaafi nishaane per laga.

then doooosra teeer planing mein hee tha, ALL PAKISTAN PHOTOGRAPHY COMPETITION.

we had a meeting, all the WMs, and Ammar was like, MAKE IT huge, be it on national level, and i thought, he must have gone nuts, just a handfull of people and he wants to have a NATIONAL event.

though the idea was tempting enough, toh we all agreed.

Budget scene....
Uni approves 30,000/-
WOW! a national event with 30,000/-
Rafi sahab, kuch ziaada nahein hogaye paisey. :P
Then, hamari 'P' assigns us the posts.
Ammar >>> Event Management
Faisal >>> Public and Guest Relations
Asad >>>> Decor Head } Photgraphy Comp. deputy
Talha Ghouri >>> Media and Marketing Head

huh!

*coughs*

ME, Mohammad Talha Ghouri, and media and markeing head?
yah!
right!

DUH!!
and i dont even know how to talk in angraizee...
but Henna and my team had trust on me, and i tried my best. Contacted every single senior i knew for tips and stuff.
Even went to Lubna Baji's place.
then the event happenings got started.
Which looked like an easy task wasnt that easy. the first step was to setup a teaser at the main visible points. A banner at SCHON and another at NIPA was enuff to entice ppl.

i got them printed on ADHOC bases.
ab we have to get IN ppl to asssist us, manage the event.

Volunteer call
nobody shows up, here comes SUALAT, the man, the SOCIAL guy, we asked him to get in some public, and here they are, the team is finaly formed.

kuch masle, kuch phadde huey. PR work came to a hault, and it pissed me off real bad, i m not much of a BADTAMEEZ guy, and i DO respect my seniors, but that day, pata nahein what happened, i blew up at Faisal bhai. sorry... faisal bhai

now the khuwari times begin.
Sponsor meetings, calls, car, bus, rickshaw, on foot khuwari.
my car getting a break down in b/w shahra-e-faisal, TPS ppl humiliating us, Sponsors rejecting our offers, many of them, latkaofying us.
but it was fun. Thank YOU FARRUKH ALI BAIG
he was there for moral, financial and transporational support for me, every time.

now.. we went on the PR trips.
NED, UIT, SSUET, KU, IVS, IU, AIOU, SZABIST, KSA, AGHA KHAN, AVICENNA, CAMS, SBS, CBM, BIZTEK, KIET, MAJU, PRESTON, KGS, CITY SCHOOL

kahan kahan nahein khuwaari kaaati yaar...
skipped meals, woke up all nights for digitaleyez, each and every person involved, showed the same zeal.

then the FLOWER scene happens, as the previous post says...
and i blacked out!
farrukh... calling me thrice a day, GHOURI, tu theek toh hey na, khaana khalia...
and i was like... "hmmm..." all the time.
my side of work came to a halt for a week, and then.... EXAMS
wow!!
saara time DigitalEyez, aur jo time parhne ko tha, us mein.... BLACK OUT!
result.... Fs, yah.... BIG FUCKING Fs

kher hey... F na ho toh result ka maza nahein aata..

then... SWWOOOOSH!
again DE adrenaline booosted... PR trips, sponsorship meetings
and what not...
again and again and again and again.

i was never a marketeer, but my seniors' trust brought one out of me, as Azim yasin, said on his blog, HIS TRUST on me, gave me the confidence, the power of being in the ExComm -Executive Commitee, the feeling of having the decision making power made me do the wonders.
I asked him to sign the legal doc, with his name, and he asked me, keh U R THE HEAD, u SIGN it.
The senior who hardly knew me and i didnt know him much either, trusts me big time, i tried my best to reach upto his expectations.

got a handsome amount of spnsorship money thru

CANON
NUVICA
TPS
KALSOFT
CONNECT Communications
WACOM

some paid CASH, and some bartered.
but all in all, i managed to bring in resources.

TLC Part - The Literary Club
IMRAN Malick, TLC P, P boley to President, we decided to merge eXpressions with DIGITALEYEZ, so that we can have some more activity on campus, and TLC can go NATIONAL, and it turned out to be a HUGE Success.
TLC had a blast on that day, the creativity, the VENUE, the music, the comp. AAATANK!
the WAY IMMY bhai used to call, HAAN BACHEY!
it was WOW
:D

Last day tensions
as we marketed, we wud be giving away CASH prizes for TLC, the faculty didnt approve enough budget, Henna comes to me, "talha, we are short of funds"
i was like... its ok, i'll try to get IN some Stalls, and we can support TLC's prize money with that.
islie i kicked my SELFSTART again.... and kept on trying to get sponsors. NIKON, LINK, WATEEN, the rejections didnt really make me looose the confidence,

and hence, 12 hrs for the event to start, we get a 25k deal from KALSOFT.
pheww!!
i called AMMAR at once, told him the thing... and he went
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

lol!
i can imagine the current in him at the moment.

that day, me and farrukh left our homes at 8:00am
and entered back at 3:00 am
18 hrs
skipped meals, skipped sleep and kept on driving around the city
this is just an example of the khuwaris we did
saddar> regal chowk > burns road > pakistan chowk > tower > shershah > tower > saddar > regal chowk > shershah > saddar > cantt > DHA > Baloch colony > Nursery > Dolmen mall > Dha > Regal > Pakistan Chowk > regal > impress market > urdu bazaar > pakistan chowk
this whole trip was done in a day only.
then... azim bhai left for UNI, i came home, started cutting chat papers, sticking photos, 200+ photos, took the whole ngiht.

farrukh came at 7:00am again, left for uni, pasted the photos.

9:00 am

TRIIING!!
i cant believe it, its actually happening, it IS happeing, DigitalEyez has started already. I litterally thought keh am dreaming, the feeeling cant be explained in words, our baby, DE, a dream, coming to reality, participants kept on coming in, the increasing rush on campus. WOW!
its sooooo beautiful.
atlast... the event happened.
though some messups happened, but this is the time to learn, next year, we'll be more prepared, more experienced.
I love u team
I really DO

i thank you everyone who was there to assist us in DigitalEyez
specially

rafi bhai
henna amaan
azeem yasin
faisal abidi
asad
farrukh
ammar faheem
arasalan
uzair jawed
osama khalid
mustafa
farrukh zafar
mubasshir ali
yasir safir
ahmed sameem
anum butool
tasmyah
hina khursheedi
hamza bhai
hamza zafar
farheen
basmah
anum
sidra
ali zaidi
bina khan
ASADULLAH janu
sualat
furqan
mateen
iftikhaar
saad bhai TLC
Imran malick
rameez bin saaeed
Lubna BAJI
Ali Raza Shaikh
imad qamar
adeel asad
midhat zehra
my MOM, who bared with me, all the FUSS
my telephone, who recieved 150+ calls in a day, for a week
my computer
my printer
my car
farrukh's high roof
mera mechanic
the police wala who trashed my car's glass
my doodhwala
my electrician
my cat, for skipping the ME-O breakfasts, coz i didnt buy her one,
and what else?

keep on checking back for a link, of PHOTOS,
coming soon
:)

heart break story!

2008-03-26T00:58:00.007+05:00

its 1 in the morning,
am not sleepy enough to go to bed, neither am in the moood of having a usual BETHAK with my friends on appartment stairs.
its 26th of March 2008 now.
and probably, these might be the worst days of my life...
life has been screwing up my ass these days... and am soooo pissed off, feel like jumping off my 9th floor's balcony.

i have a feeling that i m jinxed. q?
pata nahein, am running out of words here... but i WILL blog this. why? because, if in future i ever forget this feeling, this post will be there to remind me...

it all started last week, just like resident evil, aik choti si ghalti, and then chain of incidents keep on occuring, bloody zombies munching on ur ass every now and then...
its almost the same, my FATE replaces the zombies here. i bet those zombies wud have been a li'l more merciful

all this what happened these days, was destined since last summer
when i fell into a crush.
i read in some URDU novel, banda phisalta to khubsurati ko dekh ker hee hey, mohabbat to baad mein hoti hey
i dont really know keh mujhey mohabbat hui ya nahein, but! phisla to mein tha
NED University
10 months.
10 MONTHS!

being very unsocial with girls, i accept i dont know how to approach a girl, and i thought internet might come in handy
after a couple of sessions, SHE BLOCKING me, ME HACKING into her account, UNBLOCKING me, it ended up, me being a dheet, and she being he lachaar.
though.. it was not a decent act, little hello-hi chat sessions got started.

khair, thats another side of the story...
but it got along quite smoothly till march 3rd week.

i had a coundown placed on my every single remindin device, for her bday, though i didnt need it. it was on my mind all the time!

then...
the weekend, the worst of my life started.
my car broke, got overloaded with digitaleyez stuff, hectic driving routines, paying guests ran away, marketing meetings, late night driving routines, and then... ran into some drunk police walas...
who smashed my car first, and then ME.
still an ear of mine, is part deaf!
the very next day, Public Relation stuff, subah 8:00 baje se

UIT
SSUET
NED - 5 departments
KU- 2 Depts
KSA
SBS
CAMS
Aptech
Arena
IBA
then
park towers for lunch..
a hectic day it was
and thats the place where the real shit started happening...
the flower boutique there... had the most beautiful flowers, i have ever seen in my life, on display.
i bought them right away, and dispatched to HER, on the birthday. the intentions were just to give her a surprise, and the obvious happened. it became a disaster for her.
i have NO idea, how can i ever act this lame, this in-decent.
pata nahein, how bad the scene wud have gone at her place.
i hope she didnt cry...
it makes me feel sooo bad, it stabs my soul just to imagine her crying.
her mother called up, scolded me, i reacted in the most decent way i cud, and gave my apologies.
i never intended to humiliate anyone, or make fun of her.
that moment, i was in a shock, tried to call back then, but no one answered the call.
the very thing i found was, she deleted me from each and every socilizing community on internet, blocked me, and deleted me.
it was all expected...
i had this strange feeling since then... her cousin comes to me in campus today, aur bharam karata hey, i can do nothing in reply... coz i m the illict one here

i tried to give her an apology call, but she doesnt even want to talk, her male friend said, keh stop bothering her, and leave her alone.

am left wid nothing to do..
i cant let it go like that...

i wish her best of luck in life.
i pray, she'll never cry again.

but i wont let go that easily..
maybe not now..
but in future...

GOD do the rest and the BEST!

-Stupid Stalker (failed)

IEEE NETCom 2007, a SUCCESS atlast!!

2007-04-02T20:57:00.000+05:00

official url

http://khi.nu.edu.pk/subsites/netcom/

hey guys, me again
so punters... the hottest thing going on the previous days in UNI was NETCOM 2007, organized under/with the affiliation of IEEE, and under the keen sights of our MIGHTY SENIORs 8-P, we made this thing a success in the END =D
NETCom ka charcha UNI mein shru hua, 40 days before the planned event date!
I had no idea keh kia scene hey, kiun scene hey, kahan se scene hey, aur kis ka scene hey, buss... aik senior, jis ko i HARDLY knew, comes to me and says "ur gonna make a website in 2-3 days for NETCOM, and SUMAIR Zafar is ur head!"
eh?!?!
excuse me?!
webdesing, eh?
and SUMAIR Zafar? 'MY' head?
oye SUMAIR tujhey !~#$%^&*)( aata hey?? 8-P chalo khair...
this senior ended up in being the most jaano seniors of them all... and he was OBAID bhai! i am not gonna forget the way he asks u to do something!
"GHOURI! ho jaega na, ANTHAM! wala!???"
"SOMI.. karde yaar! outclass "
the shine in his eyes, and the passion for the event, OUTSTANDING !!!!we joined the team, when outa 4000 students in FAST khi, hardly 30-40 guys knew keh a THING is gonna happen on 31st march! and everyone came asking me sumair or farrukh keh KIA scene hey!made a chalaoo chaapa site in 3 days, it got approved and we started working....we joined the NETCOM mailing list, or yahan se PANGA shru hua,
Ammar, a TE guy, my fav. too, really has terrific design skills, ghalti yeh hui, he designed a GREEN template :P and I comment-ed keh it looks like, as if the template is bemaar(sick!)iski translation logon ne ghalat ki, aur thooooora sa mahool kharaab hua, i am really very sorry ammar... ur really a gem of person!
no harsh feelings yaar, please ^_^ but ammar did really a sexy job guys, its HIM, really HIM, who gave NETCOM, the shashkaas, it deserved, the logo, the design, the theme, the creative work...
SEXCELLENT!
hatss off!
as the event date came closer, rush started increasing in the NETCOM HUB, aur us tooofaan ne ONLINE room ko bhi ghere mein le lia!loooked like, as if, SAB AWAAMI chal raha hey. i bunked classes, bunked labs, aur masti mein time pass karne, online room mein enjoyed the chit chats, the discussions...
2 freshmen punters, Areeb and sohaib got in, nice fellas really, helped alot, being 0% experienced, they did really a gr8 job!

zoraze bhai!.. the MUNSHEEE... i m really impressed yaar... the way he and arsalan used to do HISAB KITAAb, yeh paisay kahan gaye, woh kahan gaye!

donno keh Rabia baji ki post kia thi, but she was always motivating... thru her smile.... i wonder, her jaws never hurt, she keeps on smiling always!
Faisal bhai!
HATS OFF!!! the way this guy fought for netcom, didnt see it live, but JITNA SUNA HEY, us se idea ho gaya! he is really a WARRIOR :P BARA BARA WARRIOR!

Munir bhai... JEYE!!! yeh toh apna punter hey!! Event se aik din pehle! raat mein 10pm, call aati hey..UNI jaana hey!
abey!!! paagal hey kia!! =D
damN! believe me u guys, raat keh 11:00pm, kharadar ki JAM PACKED streets mein, gaari chalana, woh bhi tab, jab DAAWAT-e-ISLAMI ne tooofan machaya hua ho! its one hell of a job, really! :P
raat ko 1:00 baje UNI pohnchey! almost got killed on the highway! UNI mein toh bhai! RONAQ MELA!! har banda aise kaam kar raha hey, jese apne VALIMA ki tayyari kar raha ho! so much dedication, passion and what not! excellent!

event start hone mein 2 hrs baaki hein, TIE pehen kar, perfume lagane keh baad bhi kaam karwaya yaar :P chaandniaan bichae tables per! =P
really enjoyed the thing!event shooted off GOOD! Guest of honors, as usual, LATE!! but competetion start hogaye! didnt get the chance to visit all the competitions, but e-Zenith mein really maza aaya,
RAKESH Bhai! excellent planning done yaar..! AS good as expected! but A/C rooms mein hota, toh it wud have been better, with STOOLS provided to the participants!

Short Movie/animation contest was about to start. Lubna baji was like " talha, car hey?" haan hey, "please pencils laa do, rubber wali!"
eh?! O_O
but the way she asked, "OOO SHOOO SWEETT,, please laado na" koi bhi laade... sirf 5 pencils keh lie 2 saal baad, poooora BHAINS COLONY chaan mara, in my car... can u believe it! pooore BHAINS COLONY mein RUBBER wali pencils nahein mil rahi...
Farrukh was like, " oye, tie pehen ker, car mein ghoom rahey hein, log samjheinge zameen khareedne aae hein" :P
itni sakht garmi, us keh ooper, car ka A/C went BYE BYE!aur 5 pencils ka sawaal hey bhai! bari mushkil se, found a book shop, pencils khareede and headed back, half way back, **screeeeeech** *brakes*
"oye! yeh sharp kis se kareingey O_O ? ?? ?!?!?!" phir waaapis gaye, Sharpner lene,belive mein guys, BHAINS colony ka chakkar laga hee lo, bara interesting area hey :P

now the moment came! jab mera DUMBOOO hogaya!
i participated in the Animation comp."POSTAmazers araha hey" yeh toh sunne mein aa hee raha tha, but when i saw, keh unke 2 BIG Desginers are the jugdes, i backed off. coz my thing wasnt worth displaying in front of them. i even asked YASIR, SAAD, keh bhai MAT LAGA meri animation mat laga, but masti mein they showed it up!
got caught! keh chaapa scenes, chaapa story!
didnt get INSULTED really, but yah, kuch izzat bhi nahein hui!
uske baad, thori tabyat bemaar si hogaye, coz i was up whole night! was really really tired, no naashta no nothing, and i had my car with me, agar thori der aur rukta, toh i wudnt be able to drive BACK home, is lie left the campus early at 4.
today is MONDAY! first day after the event, UNI mein enter hote heee, every other eye was staring me! kahin koney se awaaaz aae, oye cheater!!!
:-/
ab yeh toh chalega... woh bhi pooore 3 saall, have to bare with it! but the saddest part is, keh rumours have spread around the whole campus, keh GHOURI ko zaleel kardia, uski baja di, rota hua gaya hey, audi se nikaal dia and what not!aaj sab ka sab suna! will say nothing! dont feel like giving explanations to every other person, and why shud i even do so?
i dont give a $#!t

though am a picture freak, but didnt get much time for pics then... but jitni bhi pics hein, they are available at http://picasaweb.google.com/geekydevil

all in all, EVENT was a big success!
i know... keh mein ne poooori kahani mein HASEEB bhai ka zikr nahein kia...woh islie, coz this guys hardwork cant be explained in words dude! Haseeb bhai ki puppian toh 2 saal se sun hee raha hun, i was already his BIG BIG BIG Fan 1 saal se, but i m in LOVE with this guy NOW!!HASEEB bhai!ur really and idol doooood!
i love u!
we all do!

not sure about the chicks though ! =P

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You know, ur in Karachi when.....

2007-03-26T01:13:00.001+05:00

You know you are from Karachi when...

1. You get shocked when someone stops at a yellow light
2. You never really know what to say when someone asks youwhat there is to see in Karachi
3. You give "missed calls"
4. You've never really seen a tourist
5. Its December and you attend 5 mehndis/shaadis in one nightand end up meeting the same people at each of them
6. You use the phrases "kya scene hai?" or "scene on hai"
7. You still have some of Everest Videos movies and don't planto return them
8. You've met a Parsi
9. You feel you never have to wait in line if you are with"lay-diss" (ladies)
10. You've bought a DVD of a movie that hasn't even been releasedyet
11. You actually go "out for coffee"
12. You used to go for tuition even though didn't need them
13. You categorize people as "burgers" or "melas

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Treat got FUCKED up !

2007-03-25T21:13:00.000+05:00

hey guyz, my day started with excellence... coz of the dream i told u..
if u have no idea, about what dream i am talking about, check out the post below this...

Baad mein, balcony mein gaya, toh pata chala keh DAAWAT-e-Islami ka juloos hey bhai!
chalo khair!
roads sab bandd!

My treat was due at pizza next, millenium mall, 4:00 pm, toh got ready, put on my pants, shirt, and then called Ahmed.
Neechey utar kar pata chala keh chowkidaar took my car keys and went to SHERSHAAH!!crap!
ab! kia KARUN!!!

bhai.. rickshaw pakra, aur Millenium pochnchey...
sab se pehle washroom ki rasoomaaat poori ki, then haat muun dhone keh baad, started our window shopping, AON and AHMED SHAH were with me. Spotted Somi and Ferrukh thr.
Farrukh was really looking a BOY today, warna toh saala poora mard lagta hey =D
PIZZA NEXT jaa kar bethey, and started wating which never ended...
20-25 min baad i got bored, we all camer out, sab ne cigerrete jalai, and call ahmed chota... he was in the way tht time... Cigerretes ka kia hey, foran khatam ho jaae...
baad mein dubara piizza next mein waiting and wating and wating...
but no one showed up except ahmed chota, tht made ur total of 6 guys

-Ahmed Chota
-Farrukh
-Somi
-ME
-Aon
-Ahmed Shah

jab keh i invited all of these ppl

-Osama
-Asad
-basit
-salman
-moiz
-aon
-ahmed
-JD
-Mani
-farrukh
-somi
-ahmed chota -rameez
-obaid
-paracha
-kk
-mirza
-butool
-sheza
-anam
-humera
-farah
-muneeba
-sana
-komal

out of the 25 ppl
only 5 showed their asses there...
yeh log paagal hein, jo time nikaal kar aae, mein paagal hun, jo ulloooo keh pathhon ki tarhan wahan wait karta raha?

but jinhon ne TOPI de di... woh toh paagal ho hee nahein saktey, coz unke toh bohat bhaari hein
right?

ham unke bharamzz kahan se utha sakein ge?

i got only 3 sms's back, keh kuch problem hey, i cant come!baaki 17 loggg kia kuttey bech kar marr gaye?

i really got disappointed today!
i dont have words.. like... I was gonna pay, u only had to eat SHIT!
mujhey koi award nahein mil raha tha, i only wanted a quality time with friends!

DUH!!
not gonna waste more of my energy noW!!

Thanx to my punters who really came!
thank YOU! yaar..
i LOVE U!
i really enjoyed the time

Pizza next keh baad indulge mein bhi maza aaya....
=)
thanx!

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2007-03-25T13:56:00.001+05:00

pics of TLC DEBATE Competetion, UPLOADED at
http://photos.yahoo.com/ghouri_420

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my Dream girl !!!!

2007-03-25T13:40:00.000+05:00

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I read in a book, not sure which one, keh u cant see or imagine a COLOR/face, in ur dreams which u havent seen even once in ur lifetime...
its 1:44pm right now, and i just woke up from my bed at 1:20.
I rushed to my computer to post on the blog, b4 i forget about the best dream of my life..
it was like, i am in Lahore, nobody told me keh it was LAHORE, but i got the feeling, keh LAHORE hee hey, and then, she, the girl, the girl of my dreams, she comes to me. I cant forget the looks, the charming, glowing face, the makeup, the lipstick, the earing she was wearing, the perfurme she was wearing, i STILL can smell it. Her face, it didnt resemble any of the girls i know, even a single bit. I wonder, kaun thi, it was a LOOOOONG sweeet dream, we went for a long drive, took millions of pics, met her mom and sister too, BONANZA mein :P

jo bhi hey... i really cant forget this girl till the end of this world...
i wish, real life mein, i get the same girl...
AMEN!

i cant forget her simplicity
i cant forget her cuteness
i cant forget her glowing face
i cant forget her breath
i cant forget her cherry lipstick
i cant forget her smell
i cant forget her TOCUH!
aahhhh!!!!!!

i wish i wud have kissed her,
pata nahein kiun nahein kia! =(

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2007-03-13T22:41:00.000+05:00

TLC arranges an INTER-UNI Debate competetion, and .....

Yo!
friends... =)

The Literace Club organized a Debate competetion at FAST Main campus, and.... obviously i volunteered =D !!q?q?
Q??

aiwaaeein... coz am a farigh banda, and all my friends who were with me are FAARIGHer than me :P.
well... the day started smoothly, first of all, in the morning, as usual, my car didnt start easily, 10 min ki mehnat keh baad, car start hui, toh i called rowaid to ask him to wait for me at the bus stop, but bhai ka postpaid connection, and its suspended coz of no bill payment !
Called babar, bichara raaste mein bus se utar gaya, and i picked him up on the way.

I was loooking sexy maaan!!! :D
but SOMI ki baat hee alag hey, mujhey toh complex hota hey bhai! really, koi BANDA itna chikna kese hosakta hey :P
Among the seniors, the HOST guy, donno his name, he IS the cutest guy in FAST, beleive me U

But LUBNA Baji, and Rabia baji were looking really good today!
Mehwish saleem keh toh bharam hee khatam nahein ho rahey they, kher... aranging his kinda event is not tht easy in know!Lubna baji asked me, somi and raamu to stand at the main gate for reception thing, and escort the participants to the AUDITORIUM.
aaah!!! 2 hrs in the sunlight, damN!! mera GORA RANGG!!! gaya!!
DUH!
:P

met osama the real way after soo many days, i really miss him, aik hee UNI mein hone keh bawajood milne ka moqa nahein milta...
Debates were not that impressive, sab bachon ki tarhan speeeches de rahey they, none of them were presenting like UNI goers...

got to read one of the forms, filled by PAF KEIT's ppl annonymously, and.. MANN!!
u shd have read it...
itni burai FAST ki toh FASTians bhi nahien kartey,.... UFFF!!!
felt like kicking tht guys ass
really :D
in the end it was good, bus aik DUMBOOO hogaya....
in the end, the results got mixed up, like they gave the first prize to the wrong girl...donno what happened after tht, coz i zipped from the scene...

GIRL se yaad aaya, the girls were bas normal!
not like, we were expecting, expecting as in HOT BOMBS :D
jahan se sab se ziaada umeed thi, CBM, wahna se 2 particpants aae, tht too in BURKA! :D
mashallaah!

but phir bhi yaaar :D
and u shd have checked out the teacher who came with the CAMS ppl, man!! she was HOT or what !
aisa lag raha tha, keh uska tailor karpa khaagaya, aadhe kapron mein...
AON studies at CAMS
end mein woh bhi FAST agaya tha, and ittefaaq se, tht teach MA'am SANA is his instructor too...
bhai ka time toh bara acha guzra... he was like, MA'Am aaye, mein aapko fast ghumaao :D

the conclsion is, bari mehant ki, khaapa acha tha LAROSH ka...
event was good, the participants were moslty PHUSS!!
but FASTians were all ON, ON as in.. full charged...
acha maza aaya...
aur mujhey pata hey, keh tum log abhi tak parh rhaye ho toh bore bhi hogaye hoge :P
i'll post the pics sooon...
as ssooon as rameez gives me :D

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and...... GHOURI returns....

2007-03-06T21:02:00.000+05:00

Hey friends, finally am back...i knew, this break wasnt meant to last forever, but didnt know keh it wud end up so soon.... only a year :Pchalo khair...
the thing is, MUNIR Bhai's blog really really inspired me to start again... Though his blog is ultra chool, with all the ultra lash pash techie stuff, and mine is full of crap, per kahin na kahin se toh start karna hee hey na...
so friends.. this post is to just say a HI to all of u...
eh?
'ALL' ? :-^3-4 logon keh ilawa aata kaun hey idhar?
khair hey..but now DO keep on visiting punterz... and hope keh i add somehting usefull here... till then, enjoy reading the previous posts.... like i did, since the last 1 hour :P

and yah... this new BLOGGER thing is really cool, specially the text :D

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Flashback Memories 8'-{

2006-06-10T02:02:00.001+05:00

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oye!guess what?!?!its 1:48 in the morning and I was looking at our OLD pictures, got a FAST FLASHBACK of events, which i didnot even remember!Umrah trips, b'days, and the pics, which were taken coz PICS are to be taken aise hee :-/
and u know what 8O
i AM missing tht place

:( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(

the best part was, keh, DADDY was with me, i am missing HIM BADLY now. real BAD [:(]i want him to be with me

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SHIT !

2006-05-24T22:53:00.000+05:00

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A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field. While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.

Moral of the story:
1) Not everyone who sh*ts on you is your enemy.
2) Not everyone who gets you out of sh*t is your friend.
3) And when you're in deep sh*t, it's best to keep your mouth shut.

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Yeh baat samajh mein aaye nahein :-S

2006-04-02T19:56:00.000+05:00

Ye baat samajh main aai nahi

Aur Ammi ney samjhai nahi

Main kaisay meethi baat karoon?

Jab meethi cheezein khai nahi

Aapi bhi pakaati hain Halwa

Woh aakhir kiyon 'Halwaai' nahi?

Bhayya ki mangni ho gai kal

Kyun kal hi 'Dulhan' mangwaai nahi?

Ye baat samajh main aai nahi

Naani ke miyaan jab Nana hain

Dadi ke miyaan jab Dada hain

Tab Aapi se main ne poocha

Baaji ke miyaan kiya 'Baaja' hain?

Woh huns huns kar youn kehnay lagi

A bhai nahi youn bhai nahi

Ye baat samajh main aaai nahi

Jab naya maheena aata hay

Bijli ka bill aa jaata hay

Halaankey Baadal bechaara ye bijli mufft Lutata hay

Phir hum ne apnay ghar Bijli Kyun Badal se lagwaai nahi?

Ye baat samajh main aai nahi

Gar Billi ' Shair' ki khala hay?

Phir hum ne ussay kyun pala hay?

Kiya 'Shair' bohat nalaayak hay?

Khala ko maar nikala hay?

Ya jungle ke Raja kay yahaan Kya milti doodh malaai nahi?

Ye baat samajh main aai nahi

Kiyoon Lambay baal hain bhaalu ke?

Kyun uss ki tind kraai nahi?

Kiya woh bhi Ganda bacha hay?

Ya uss ke Abbu bhai nahi?

Yeh uss ka 'Hair Style' hay? Ya Jungle main koi Naai nahi?

Ye baat samajh main aai nahi

Jo Taaray jagmag kartay hain

Kya unn ki ' Chachi Taai' nahi?

Ho ga koi rishta sooraj se?

Ye baat humain batlaai nahi

Par Chanda kaisa mamoo hay?

Jab ammi ka woh 'bhai' nahi?
Ye baat samajh main aai nahi Aur Ammi ne samjhaai nahi

Main kesay meethi baat karoon?

Jab meethi cheezein khai nahi...

Some Golden Words, Touched my Heart !!

2006-03-31T16:13:00.000+05:00

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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

2006-03-29T22:06:00.000+05:00

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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

2006-03-19T15:31:00.000+05:00

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 !!!!

2006-03-06T09:33:00.000+05:00

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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

2006-03-06T09:19:00.000+05:00

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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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my trip to KORANGI ........ duh!!!! 8-B

2006-02-26T23:40:00.000+05:00

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hey guys, missed mein huh??!!

mein bhi kya karta, itni khuwaari jo paileee hey mein ne.

Today, my mom asked me to drop My khaala, off to her own House, i.e. my MAMOO's house, n u know what???

their HOME is in KORANGI !!!!!!!!!

oh GAWD!!!!! not again, no no no no no no no no no!!!!!!!!!!!, i dont wanna drive to KORANGEEEEEEE :-S

CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!

now what, neechey utra, started the car, only to find out that Petrol is out, and the car has been OFF for 3 days in a row now, tried hard to get it started on CNG, and accomlished my tough mission in only 2 minutes :-D, yah yah, i know i m good with cars/ladies :-P

then, wiped the dash board, dusted the foot mats, waited for MAMA, Hira, and Khaala to come down, and after a long long long wait of 15 minutes, they came atlast, started the car, on the way toh M.A. Jinnah road, and guess what 8-O, MULLAH PARTY blocked the road, for their rallly, after a long long long khuwaari of half an hour, we finally touched the Shahra-e-faisal, and thru DHA ph2 -ext, to Korangee.

Shattered, borken, raped, screwed roads finally let us Enter Korangi.

Exactly at the point, the starting point of Korangeeeee Area, GRRRHH DDD GRDDDEE, PHEEEEESSSSHHHHHHH, cooooooool,, the TIRE punctured!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOW WHAT!!!!!!

Allah kee karni hui, puncture waala waheen tha, "Arey boss, tire badal doo, or puncture laga dena"

poor guy, changed my Tire himself, made the Punctures and cahrge 30/- only 8-D

Now to mamooo's place, "OYE JAAN, MAAMO Jaaan, kesey hein aap"
"beta, bonus per chal rahey hein, acha suno, abhi maami nahein hein, bhaag kar rasmallai le aao, 5-5, mein aur tum saath saath khaaiengey"

pour soul is Diabetic, but we did njoy rasmalais, not 5 offcourse, but 2 .:-D

and this is now when the story started. Boring Boring boring day, nothing to dooo. 1 hr, 2 hr, 3 hr, 4 hr, 5 hr

aur phir 9 baj gaye yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarr..

the smell of Mortien Coils burning
High Voulme of Star Plus
CHEE CHEE CHEE of ladies
irritatin voice coming from Water PUMP
tubelight blinking
Asif playing ringtones from his Mobile fone
Mosquitoes Buzzing in my ears
an army of mosquitoes eating my arms,
and a full battallion eating my easrs
and the civillians nesting on my Brown hair

and i bursted out

MAMA 8-X, kya yaheen marney ka program hey ????!!!!

and all the members stared me keh ISKO KYA HO GAYA, then Atlast, mom took her burka, and started getting ready, the best part og the trip was that keh, MAAMI gave me 8 family sized bottles of Apple Sidra 8oD
. raat ko 11:00 ghar pohncha, abhi 1:20, and i m feeling hell sleepy, baaki baad keh lye chod doo.

All i wanna say is,
I HATE THESE KINDA HECTIC Days.

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2006-02-20T14:27:00.001+05:00

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what da helllll........ :-X

today, the very first day, i spent my whole damned doooooooomed 6 hours in LIBRARY 8-O

GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and i m still alive,

THE HEAT
THE SMELL OF PAPERS
THE SMELL OF SWEATY FASTIANs
THE SLOW SOUND OF A/Cs
LIBRARIAN KEY "QORMA" aur "keema" KEE KHUSBOOO
THE SMELL OF INK FROM MY PICASSO
AND MY WHOLE CLASS STANDING AT THE LIBRARY's DOOR, LAUGHING THEIR ASSES OFFF.

DAMN!!!!! GHOURI IN THE LIBRARY

how is this possible...??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!

well...................... my dearooo frnds, this kinda disasters do Happen in life, yah, u shud be prepared for this any moment.
Mujh se pooocho doston, 1 paper mein FAIL honey keh baad, 1 withdraw karney keh baad, jab
courses repeat karney padein na toh aisa hee hota hey, my new semester RESOLUTION, kabhi koi assignment incomplete nahein dena, kabhi koi QUIZ bunk nahein karna, koi class miss nahein karni, this has been accomplished yet!!!!!!!, GOD knows, aagey kya hota hey.

will post LIbrary's Pictures soooooon, tum logon ko bhi toh pata chaley keh Library mein bethna kitna ZULMI hota hey.

as i sat down on cushioned seat, tht scene of 'MAIN HUN NA' kept on flying across my mind, in where Zahed Khan enters the library, with girls coming to "AARTHI-fy" him, leaving every one in intense confusion, keh AISA BHI HOTA HEY 8-O

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Riots in Pakistan

2006-02-18T20:57:00.000+05:00

At this very moment, i bet, all of the readers know about the Blaspehmy act by Denmark and other countries, highly direspectfull in HUZOOR's pride.
The fire brought up in the Muslim world coz of this act, sometimes, confuses me up.

Why does it seem so, that each n every step is a planned one, they knew at the very first place, that this disrespectful act, wud result in riots in the muslim world, and these asses wud end up doing thier own damage.

What i want to say is that, peacefull demonstrations are fine, but whats the fuss with taking out rallys, ablazing cars, destroying buildings n stuff an killing your own people. yeh kahan likha hey keh aap apney hee bandon ka nuksaan kardo :-S

i was going thru Numaaish today, and the junction was fully jam packed, only becoz, the demonstrating WOMEN were standing there, with bill boards and banners in their hans, cursing European Countries.
Now anyone please tell me, ENGLAND ya America ne inka kya bigaad dya :-S
apni hee cars ko aag lagae
DENMARK ka kya bigad gaya
the DANISH products which are in stock in Markets, their friegn exchange is already sent to DENMARK, boycotting them will result in our own loss.
khair kya karsatkey hein, LOOTED a bank in Peshawar,

February 15 2006, anth MAZEY wala day :-D

2006-02-15T21:23:00.000+05:00

alarm went ON at 6:30 am in the morning, "WHAT THE HECK, CAN"T EVEN SLEEP IN THIS CRUEL WORLD..... :-X"

i put off the alarm and lyed dead on ma bed again,

7:10 am 'AACHHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, aahhhnn what time is it btw??

"OH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, got late :-O" i rushed to the washroom, hurried with the toothbursh, got all the toothpaste over my kanduura, put on my last day clothes, khooob sara perfume :P, gaadi kee chaabi, and yeah, to the Parking area, only to find that Chowkidaar has not washed the car yet. " OYE, syed wali, sheeshey saaf kar, am running very latem jaldi kar"

I was in a hurry, coz its my daily routine, that whenever i take my car to UNI, i pick up Rowaid from the Balouch Pull at exact 7:45am.

and u guys must shud have watched my driving skills today,

yeah 1st gear >> 40
2nd >>> 60
3rd >> 100

Saddar to balouch pull in 12 minutes
record time.

and what was the result? Rowaid sahab wasnt there, kyun bhai, coz kal tyte waala phadda ho gaya tha, and hes still in his bharamz. And u dont even have the idea, how boring is it to drive 'ALONE' to FAST-bhains colony :-3

In the University
"Abey ghouri, too agaya, khuwaari hey aaj toh yaar, koi class hee nahein hogi"
"nahein yaar, obaid, u dont know, i m repeating ITC, aur meri class hey, 3rd slot"
"bore din hey yaar aajka"
"chal aik kaam kartey hein, meri class keh baad, WALL's Gola Ganda one sea view"
"jhakaas"

12:00pm
5 motey motey guys
me, Zubair, Bilaal, Muzammil and a patla dubla Fahad Akhtar
loaded into my car
and after a long, full of chit chat drive of 1.5 hrs, WALL's Parlour
tyte Gola Gandas, and Zubair goes "Abey yaar pait nahen bhara, aik aur loonga"

:-O
duhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
Golay Gandey se pait nahein bahara :-S

*slaps of forehead*

aur is sab keh baad agar aik TE-HEL, sea view kee nahein maari, toh sab bekaar hey,
and we headed for sea View, only to find that a Govt. Grls school is out there on their picninc
with amost 2-300 grls

AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEAVENSSS!!!!!! :-P

Bilal bhai wanted to do some JOCKEY stuff, aah not the UNDERGARMENTS Jockey, but the real JOCKEY, after a long bargain with the ghoda waala, bilal bhai handed a 50/- bill to him
and climbed the poor horsie.

GHODEY per GADHA!!!

Ghoda waala started Showing off!!!
"Arey mera ghoda toh eyh , yeh to woh....."

Bilaal called me, i said "WHAT?"
he asked me to tell the ghoda waala, the stats of HIS ghoda,
and i started

"Its not difficult, rather, easy for me. Its a thorough breded stallion, specially breded to pick up weight, aur pull weight eg. a cart or something.........and on n on n on"

Ghoda wala :" Arey tumhein nahein pata, aik GORA bhi hey merey saath, LANDAN se aya hey"
i said " YAH RIGHT!!"

Thodi see ladkian dekhi, pointed out some very lash ones, u dont find like those very often, not even in KGS or City school :oP

Phir kya, back to home,
this is the point when real shugal started,

A Honda Civic, fully loaded with Cute girls, yah, by cute i mean real CUTE, they were from CITY, their UNIFORMs told me :oP
their driver was sitting on the psngr seat, and a mere 5 feet grl was on the steering, screeching an whooshing and ziped away, giving me a deadly corner side.

"What the hell.................. a girl, gave GHOURI a croner side."

" ok chick, i m on it"

accelerat to FULL>......... 30>50>90>

khybaaney ittehaad, ended. and they were just blowing there dust on me, after all it was a civic yaar

got them on a signal, over took them, and the didnt give them a chance to come in front

all the 4 grls started Shouting, , GhORUI,, GhORUI,, GhORUI, GHOUDI, GHOUDI, GHOUDI..... .

DHA phV, zamzama, Saudi Embasy, Muzammil asked me to slow the car, waisay bhi haalat sahi nahein hey, the rangers will gonna blow up in my @$$, so i went light on speed. The girls got upto my car, and all of them showed us their F#$%^ fingers, "screeeeeech" and off the go...........

and i was lyke " Abey yaar chod, bachian thee"
and the rest of the psngrs went BUAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!

though it was a short 5 minute scene, but hell funny and full of excitement.

i think aaj keh lye bohat bore kardya hey, baaki phir kabhi karunga, i dunno how to upload pics here, warna u wud have seen some nice stuff rather than reading this #$%^&, prolly i shud ask Fire Cracker.

or haaaan

i wud have catched them up, but the scene was somewhat ODD

Them
Honda Civic Vti Oriel 2005
Vtec Engine, Electronic Fuel Injetcon
1600 CC engine
180 Horse Power
they are running on petrol
4 chix + 1 driver
50(4) + 70 = 270 KG

us
Suzuki Sedan 1990
Carborator Engine
1000 cc engine
128 Horser Power
Running on Methane(CNG)
ME + Muzammil + Fahad + Bilaal + Zubair
80 + 100 + 55 + 90 + 80 = 405 Kgs

14th Feb. Valentines Day!!!!!

2006-02-14T13:37:00.000+05:00

Yoo peeeps :-P
am here again,
Today is the valentines day. My very first in the UNIVERSITY, though am not much of a Valentine celeberator, but this was a li'll special.
Coz today, i spent the whole day thinking and fantasising about the girl i 'HAD' my biggest crush on. And then, decided to quit this love shov thingy, coz i m not gonna get anything in this 'THING' :-S. First of all, i cant do against the religion, coz i LOVE it, i have a passion for it, though i m not much of a Practicer. She belongs to a totally diff sect, and i 'CAN' bear her, but may be she wont. lekin abhi uski baat to aae hee nahein na. My frnds keep forcing me, why dont u just offer 'FRANSHIP', but what good will it do to me/her. I dont wanna be like rest of the @$$es 'DIL-PASHORAs'

Oh kkkk.... forget it
why am i wrting all this here, its ur Valentine's Day, so guyz/gals ENJOY :-D
have a blast :-D

My valentines day took off very very very sadly, at like 1:00 am in the morning, I came across an ORKUT profile of a girl. She was beautiful, Smart, Young, prolly in her 20s, and oh GOD............ :-(
she died. I went thru her testimonials and her scrapbook, every bodyposted that they miss her, but the most emotional part for me was the one, when she got it. Prolly in the Nov '05, she got pneumonia, cudnt control it and had the heart fail on 1oth Jan '06. Oh god, the scraps posted to her, b/w her illness period, that was so sad. May her soul rest in Peace.
I req. all u ppl to just have a look at her profile and spare a minute for Fateha for her.

http://www.orkut.com/Scrapbook.aspx?uid=14807852894839647388&na=3&nst=-2&nid=14807852894839647388-1137128043-17029871901322585670

I scrapped many ppl presnt in her book, to Fateha for her, instead of jsut scrapping her, or shud i say her profile. Oh god. Life is soo Cruel
Though i didnt know that girl even a bit, but i cried, can u imagine, I just CRIED. She had left so many ppl behind, to cry for her. :'-(

Oh ALLAH, please have mercy on US.

after the whole thing.
For the very first time in my life, for the very first time in my whole damned dooomed life, i wishe a girl VALENTINE's Day. My frnd SANA. i have the most zabardast setting with her. Donno how it got in, but I just luve her. not like that peeps, coz she is a Mrs. NOW :-P
but She is the one, jis se baat karke bada HALKA HALKA lagta hey, If ure reading this SANA, i wonder, u'll make me thin one DAY :-P

Wishing valentines day huh??!!!

who else???!!!
coz i have some really bad experiences regardin this day.

In MAtric, i wished HINA, "hey Hina, happy valentines day" and she went lyke "WHAT THE HELL DO U THINK OF URSELF :-X who do u think i m, ur GF!!???!????!!!!"

what the hell is all this, yeh saaley pakistani LOG, inke dimaag mein gand ke ilawa kuch aur hee hee nahein, har baat ko wahein le kar ajaatey hein.

me goin off!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Coz BEE kee class hey :-P

bye

phir milengey :-P

Ghouri, again on the BLOG world

2006-02-12T21:43:00.000+05:00

yo!!!!!! guyz

sheza infected me with the BLOG virus
and here i m, AGAIN, to tangle this blog world up.

as this is my first day, toh no CANDIES for u right now.
hit back sooon, as ur gonna find amazing things here, INshallah :-)