Friday, November 23, 2007

Small difference ...

The only difference between real life and movies is that you have a background music in the latter.

The revolution will be wiki-fied.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Khwaab martay nahiN

Khwaab martay nahiN
Khwaab dil hai na aaNkhaiN na saaNs k jo
Raiza-raiza huay to bikhar jaiNgay
Jism ki maut say yeh bhi mar jaiNgay

Khwaab martay nahiN

Khwaab to raushni haiN,nawa haiN,hawa haiN
Jo kaalay pahaaroN say ruktay nahiN
Zulm kay daur-khooN say bhi phuktay nahiN

Raushni aur nawa aur hawa kay alum
MaqtaloN maiN pahuNchkar bhi jhuktay nahiN

Khwaab to harf haiN
Khwaab to noor hain

Khwaab suqraat haiN
Khwaab maNsoor haiN

--Ahmed Faraz

need a translation? anyone? :P

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

On the current situation

Nisaar main teri galiyon peh ai watan, keh jahan
Chali hai rasm keh koi na sar utha keh chale
Jo koi chahane wala tawaaf ko nikale
Nazar chura keh chale, Jismo-jan bacha keh chale

Hai ahel-e-dil ke liye ab yeh nazm-e-bast-o-kushaad
Keh sang-o-khisht muqayyad hain aur sag aazad

Bahut hain zulm keh dast-e-bahana-ju keh liye
Jo chund ahel-e-junoon tere naam leva hain
Baney hain ahel-e-hawas muddai bhi, munsif bhi
Kise wakil karen, kis-se munsifi chahen

Magar Guzaarane walon ke din guzarate hain
Tere firaq mein yun subah-o-shaam karate hain

Bujha jo raozan-e-zindan to dil yeh samajha hai
Keh teri maang sitaron se bhar gai hogi
Chamak uthe hain salasil to humne jaana hai
Keh ab sahar tere rukh par bikhar gai hogi

Gharaz tasvvur-e-shaam-o-sahar mein jeete hai
Giraft-e-saaya-e-diwaar-o-dar mein jeete hain

Yuhin hamesha ulajhati rahi hai zulm se khalq
Na unki rasm nai hai, na apni reet nai
Yuhin hamesha khilaye hain humne aag mein phool
Na unki haar nai hai na apni jeet nai

Isi sabab se falak ka gilaa nahin karate
Tere firaq mein hum dil bura nahin karate

Gar aaj tujhse juda hain to kal baham hongey
Yeh raat bhar ki judai to koi baat nahin
Gar aaj auj peh hai taal-e-raqib to kya
Yeh chaar din ki khudai to koi baat nahin

Jo tujhse ahad-o-wafa ustuvaar rakhate hain
Ilaaj-e-gardishe lailo-nihaar rakhate hain.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Listen ...

Listen .. I love you.
Listen .. I did tell you.
Listen .. did you?

Monday, April 02, 2007

All in good times, ma boy !

I once asked someone to define me what real is. The reply at that time seemed a bit odd. But now I totally agree "Reality is a persistent illusion".

But the problem with us earth bound ape-descended life forms is that we can not keep things consistent. We are hypocrites.  We  are  people  who  standards are like probabilities  ... random and unpredictable. We behave like morons and angles at the same time. We .. and by we i mean all and me inclusive .. do not know what is was the actually way. We have lost our own selves in the glitter of social loveliness ... we have lost our souls to the modern media .. and our thinking to ... well we never used to think anyways so its better lost.

Time and again .. I have flashbacks to what used to be me a little while ago. I was different, people were different and times were different. This is not a fit of nostalgia .. no .. its just a lamentation ( if that is even a word) to the very perpetually changing and evolving standard that we all have.

Why I love my PC?
Because it never behaves the way it should not.
Why do I hate mankind?
Because they never behave the way they should!!!

This is my message to mankind .. or more particularly to myself ( we learn from the mistakes of others now .. dont we) be consistent.. be one .. make a unified standard for everything.. this on the spot decision .. this is not a good thing... not now .. not ever.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Life, The Universe and Everything

Hiya all ... its been a very long time. A really long time ... of hope of despair .. or struggle ... success and failure ... well that life in general so .. its been a really long time of  "Life".
Okay, whats been up with u ppl? I hope all is well. During the recent times, I got addicted to Douglas Adam's "The HitchHiker's Guide to the Galaxy". I ended up reading all his books .. well actually is a trilogy with four parts and five books.. but none the less .. it was fun .. and then i went on to download the original radio series .. well it all started from there u know .. and currently I am listening to this series.

I wanted to write a really long post today. I am planning to starting to post on youtube .. but there is a problem ... i dont have a cam with me right now .. the inspiration would have to be yaiyasim i must say. Do check her out on you tube .. .she is smart .. funny and cute above all. :D

Okay .. so what next... are u still reading this randomly organized post? Well here is a little quiz for you then .. What is the answer to  Life, the universe and everything? Think about it .. something that will solve all the dilemma of everything. Well I dont see you coming up with a answer in the next 7.5 million years .. coz it took Deep Thought this long to answer it .. and Deep Thought was only the second greatest computer in all of time and space.

Well the answer is simple ... read Hitch Hiker's :P

Okay .. i will break the suspense for you .. its 42. Yeap ! Forty two. Now if you are wondering what was the the question .. then let me warn you that it is still being calculated out there in the brain pattern of mankind as we speak .. coz Earth is the only computer superior to Deep Thought itself ...

If you find all the somewhat interesting .. do try The HitchHiker's Guide to the galaxy" out. You would love it.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Essay on Man, Alexander Pope

Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of Fate,
All but the page prescribed, their present state;
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know;
Or who could suffer being here below?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day,
Had he thy reason would he skip and play?
Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
O blindness to the future! kindly giv'n,
That each may fill the circle mark'd by Heav'n;
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.

Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar;
Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore.
What future bliss He gives not thee to know,
But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be, blest.
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Its all an illusion

Nowadays, GEO Tv is carrying out the recording of so called parliamentary debates  called  "Bolo / Bolo "  ( Speak / Speak ) in  the university campus. Made me rather have a more profound belief that everything that you see on the TV is as fake as fake can be. The things are not as they seem on that small screen. things can be and will be twisted / edited / tweeked as the person incharge wants them to be.

There was a lady today from Lahore School of Economics who was there to talk in Urdu on the topic of  "The mighty writes the history". What is the first thing that is taught to you when u are about to start your debating career? Facing the crowd. The lady was so confused about taking in Urdu that she stopped in the middle of her speech cause someone had shouted from the crowd. She continued after a little catching breath .. and continued not on the topic .. but on the identity crisis that our nation faces and how private and government schools have to do with it . Ironic aint it. A person who is so crushed by her own identity crisis that she cant even speak her own national language went on lecturing the crowd to look into their identity crisis. At last .. she continued on her topic not having the faintest idea that Urdu actually has different words for Victory ( Fatah) and victorious ( Faat'aih).

Identity crisis arises when you don't know who you are. In some cases it arises when you start denying your origin in the fervor of chasing something more glittering and more glamorous. It is the worst when you start looking down upon your own country men as someone whom you least expect to be of any good.


It is when u forget them that u fall into the trap of identity crisis. Private school fill u in with all kinds of crap about how you should be and how you should behave. Screw them ! Be what you are .. not what you should be like. Give yourself a break.

To be yourself is all that you can do.

Monday, January 22, 2007


There are people who know that they don't. But still hesitate to ask.
There are people who that they do, but hesitate to come forward.
There are people who don't know that they do, they live happily.
and there are those who don't know that they don't ... well lets not talk about them.

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but no as dangerous as a lot of knowledge. Alot of knowledge can kill you for God sakes. The only word that is making the whole world angry is "WHY".