Enough is enough!

Enough! Enough is enough. Stop terrorizing our nation. Enough with suicide bombing and enough with blowing up schools. We, the people, are innocent. If you have anything against the government, why take it out on people. Find an outlet for your anger and your protest that does not involve killing people. If you think this is bravery I have news for you otherwise. If you think that you will enter Jannah cause of giving up your life for a noble cause then let me ask you, "What is so noble about killing innocent people?" If you kill one person it is like you killed the whole of humanity. May Allah condemn you to the worst part of Hell for committing such atrocities against our people. May God give you wisdom and intelligence to understand what is right and to realize that you are being manipulated, you hopeless fools!

A thinking mind

We go about our everyday lives and we never stop to think, not even for a single moment. When I say "think" I don't mean "Let me think where I want to have lunch" but rather "Let me think why this is so". Life is suppose to mean something and make perfect sense. For a thinking man, it sometimes does.(It can never make perfect sense to anyone no matter how thinking). But lets first see what happens to a man who does not think, who takes life as it comes to him without noting down anything from it and without adding anything to it.

Meet Mike. Mike is a grad student like most of us. He wants to earn alot of money, fame and all the rest that the world has to offer. Mike also knows that in order to obtain these things, he will have to work real hard. Mike is a very normal person. Like most of us, he does not think. He assumes that life will someday offer him a path that will take him to the destiny that he does not know anything about yet but is sure that its there waiting for him. His life is governed by uncertainty and confusion. We are all like Mike.

One day Mike came across something that really puzzled him and forced him to think. Think! think! the problem said. Mike, being unaccustomed to the tradition, tried. But thinking did not come to him naturally and instead what he thought he was thinking and acting on was his gut feeling. Gut feeling is more related to emotions than to mind. Man is mind and emotions, the former being more emphasized. So Mike being an emotional man went with his gut feeling that he "thought" was the right thing to do. We are all like Mike.

Wiser men have described the path to God as being along the thinking road. Think and ye shall find God. Think and ye shall find yourself. Know thyself and thy shall know God.

Take a look around you and ask yourself, "Am I living in a place where people think?" If you happen to be a normal person who is not a part of philosophical and literary circles, you answer would most probably be no. You might as well ask "Why think?" or  "What would change if I think?" or "What can I do I am only one man?" or God forbid " What should I think about ?"

Let me give you something to think about. Think about us. Think about what we are doing  to our fellow human beings. Think about life not as you know it but as how other people experience it. Think about the world around you. Think about your body and what an amazing machine it it. Think about your parents about your children and how you can help them become better humans. ( better does not necessarily mean rich !) Think about the people who are losing lives just cause you did not pay attention when you were voting. Think about Africa, Asia and the Middle east. Think about life, about how short it is and about how would you like to be remembered. Think about doing something to make the world a better place. Think, not about people, but about ideas. Ideas are immortal, ideas change lives, people just help in the process. Think about why you are here and finally think about Life. Observe people as the pass you on the road or in the train. Think of their stories and their lives. Think, for the love of God, think.

On a similar note, thinking about things that do not matter is like thinking about Superman.(Superman does not exists by the way). Avoid any thinking that is not fruitful. Thinking about something that does not exists (this includes all the super heroes) is a waste of time and talent.

Life is very short. The moment that is passing will not come back. If you have to come up with a great idea, the time is now. Great ideas wont wait for you to take some rest a think anew tomorrow morning. Live you life to the fullest does not mean crazy driving and loads of girls. Live you life to the fullest means to explore all the potential that has been bestowed upon you. Human mind has uncapped potential, all that we have to do it to tap into it.

What are our options?

Pakistan is a sovereign country. We are a proud, resourceful, independent nation. We have options. Zardari is not an option. Sharif is not an option. The army is not our one and only option. The mullahs have not become an option yet. There are close to 200 million of us: I'm sure we can think of something better.

Fatima Bhutto

ناصر کاظمی

مسلسل بے کلی دل کو رہی ہے
مگر جینے کی صورت تو رہی ہے

میں کیوں پھرتا ہوں تنہا مارا مارا
یہ بستی چین سے کیوں سو رہی ہے

چل دل سے امیدوں کی مسافر
یہ نگری آج خالی ہو رہی ہے

نہ سمجھو تم اسے شور بھاراں
خزاں پتوں میں چھپ کر رو رہی ہے

ہمارے گھر کی دیواروں پہ ناصر
اداسی بال کھولے سو رہی ہے

Today

Today, I turn 24.

Revival of live2see.

Coming Soon...

of life, of time good and bad .. and of all else

Remember the first time you went to school. Remember the first time that you started learning algebra and just turned a few pages forward to see whats up next, and how it scared the hell out of you. Remember when u looked back at it the next year you laughed and thought that it was silly of you to be scared of something like that, it was so easy, difficult things are still to come. Well, that pretty much sums up life. The only difference is that you can not just turn a few pages to see what it would be like in the future ( well not yet but may be some day ). Coping with life is one of the hardest things that one can do while one is alive. If you are dead, you no longer have to worry about stuff, or so i guess. Life comes, one day at a time .. and days turn into months, months to year  and before you know someone would ask you ur age and you reply, I am this much years. Thats when it strikes you. Life has given you so much years already. The question that comes next to your mind it, what have i done with all this time. Am I where I should be? If I am not where I should be then why is it so?

We set out goals high, aiming at the stars in the hope of ending there. But instead, we end up on the tree top. Which is good, but not as good as the stars. Then you wonder that something it wrong. something somewhere doesnt feel right. There is something in your life that you want to change but only if you knew what it is. Time goes by and things only go worse after that.

Good times are those that are gone by, bad times are these and good times are still to come. So at any given time, it is more probable that you are complaining about it being bad. But if at any given time, the time is bad, then how can it be good once its passed by?

All else is as bad as any other time. I don't know what when wrong, I don't know how to correct it. I am stuck here for at least the next one and half year. I have been coding my fingers off and I am pursuing a degree in communication engineering. A word of advice "Choose your filed wisely" else you will regret it later on in your life.

Life goes on, every day there is something new to take on someplace new to explore and some other piece of code that needs to be written cause we all love reinventing the wheel.

Hope that I have depressed you enough for one day.

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.

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

Today

I turned 23.

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.

Listen ...

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

DO NOT FORGET YOUR ROOTS !!!!!

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.

Knowledge

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".

Night

The night is such a beautiful thing. It secretive and gloomy atmosphere reminds one of many thing that have been long forgotten. Most of the time night is associated with a sense of depression ... but depression is good .. aint it ? Its good as long as u can come out of it in a single piece.

The best thing about night though is that it is followed by a bright and shining day. Its never been that the night lingered on for the day. I am waiting for my night to end.

I am sorry

I am sorry. If u can forgive me it will be great. If u cant, at least u can stop cursing me .. that will help. I hope u understand.

Why dost thou cling fast to an existence so short and so filled with suffering? What is the meaning of thy struggle?

Say what u want ..

I really dont konw whether i should have done what i have or not. But when u need to tell something like that to someone .. aint it always a good idea to go with it ..
May be its a good idea in another part of the world ... over here .. things dont go as u may think ..
but still ... aint this what someone would want to hear ... i mean .. who doesnt want that .. tell me who ...
there may be some ppl who may not want to hear such things ..
well than what choice do i have ... not saying wont do any good either ...
say what u have to say now ... or forever hold your silence ...