Am I at Baghdad? Benazeer Bhutto assassination aftermath

Around 5 PM PST on 27th December 2007, I was very tired and fell asleep.
There was this sound, voices, people shouting and screaming, I thought it was nightmare. But my brother came in and he said, "Benazeer is dead, she was shot, and on the main highway people have burned trucks, buses cars."
I was like "What?". I couldn't believe it, burned vehicles? No way, this ain't Iraq.

Anyways, I woke up, and I went out, and I saw smoke, and fire from trucks, buses, about 100 meters away from my house, pretty close eh. Yeah, I live near the Main Super Highway, between Hyderabad and Karachi. It was hell of a view, and as I went upstairs to the roof, I saw smokes on the outskirts of the city Hyderabad, as if there the whole city is burning to ashes, and yes, in fact it's true. Then there was firing, shouting, and it was awful situation.

On the next day, I woke and took a brave step to take snaps of these burned vehicles. As I went in, I saw oranges, yeah it might be weird for you, but yes, there was oranges on road, people carrying crates of oranges, and then when I was close enough, I saw a whole container was full of oranges, and people were stealing from it. lol.

Here are the pictures I took.

This is my society, you can clearly see the smoke, and the park where kids play.

This is the main entrance area of society, you can see the shops are closed and people are tensed

This is another picture of smoke

Posters of Benazeer Bhutto

This is the container which had oranges in it, there are some oranges burning

This lady, she's collecting oranges good ones, not the burned ones

Flickr Set here

Get this gloop off me

What on earth is going on here?

These are the photos of LOCAL Pakistani Girls, taken from a valid universal known sharing sources. These pakistani girls photos are REAL. Paki Girls and pakistani women are the best in the world. These are the best Paki Girls / paki women Photos that u wont find elsewhere.

I am knocked out with absurd viewing of a website, who puts on pictures of young lasses, taken from different sources around the internet, I think, most probably from orkut, a website for jerking and snooping around. If you wondering what bothered me if there was a website putting girl's pictures, well, it says, "Pakistani Girls". And to tell you the truth, those girls are really Pakistanis.

Because of some ill-mannered, disdainful, who claim they themselves as "Modern Girls", they are nothing but black sheep in our country, the country's pride is at stake, and it keeps on rolling down the road, as more and more people visit that website.

And some are very fool to be known, they think, nobody could get into their album with their FRIEND'S ONLY lock. There are possible ways to get in, hackers are trying day and night to get in, and remember that, your so-called FRIENDS, aren't trustworthy. Don't ever put your picture on to the internet, it's not safe!

Let's face it, there are some girls who intentionally put their pictures, and let people to see them, analyze them, and they think it's pretty cute to do. Whatever willingly, mischievously things they do, they should keep them to themselves, but here, it puts a whole gallon of slime over the whole nation. I know, because of a black sheep, we can't universally call sheep happen to be black every time. But if someone who hasn't seen this kind, and at his first sight, he finds a black sheep, without further thinking, he would surely think sheep are black.

I was wondering if someone could open up people's heart and tell them what to do, and how to get SurfExcel and get this gloop cleaned right away.

Thanks for reading, tell me what of think of this, comments please.

Source: Pakistani Girls Website (I will not disclose the link)

Did you ever ride a black horse?

Hello everybody!

As the day went by, I am realizing I am not much blogging. Yes, I have been little away from blogging, I am paying attention to my health, it's time to grow some muscles before I hit University :)

I have to improve my English as well, my English vocabulary is very narrow and limited. I asked somebody, he told me to read books, novels, newspapers. I wasn't into this before, but I have to. So I decided to read a novel, "The Boy on a Black Horse" written by Nancy Springer.


The English is pretty simple, but poetic, and usage of metaphors. It's story of a girl, who is curious about a boy who is new, strange, and spooky, and bold.

Let's see what happens to my English after reading it :)

Eid Greetings

As the title of the post describes, I don't have to write much more :)



There are few more pictures, I want to share :)
Click on the pictures to visit the website.

Blogging is in my blood

I was browsing randomly and I saw this Blogging Addiction Widget at Sharuk's Blog.
I decided to take this quiz and put it onto my blog.

Here is the result :)

78%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?
I guess, I am not into much blogging :)

From sky to fingertips!

Hello everybody!



I am pleased to inform you that Wateen Telecom launches WiMax in Pakistan, in almost every major city of Pakistan.

What is WiMax?

WiMAX, the Worldwide Interoperability for Microwave Access, is a telecommunications technology aimed at providing wireless data over long distances in a variety of ways, from point-to-point links to full mobile cellular type access. It is based on the IEEE 802.16 standard, which is also called WirelessMAN. The name WiMAX was created by the WiMAX Forum, which was formed in June 2001 to promote conformance and interoperability of the standard. The forum describes WiMAX as "a standards-based technology enabling the delivery of last mile wireless broadband access as an alternative to cable and DSL."

Still don't get it? Well in simple words, it's basically a DSL, a wireless DSL :)

For more go to Wateen Telecom Website

In Pursuit of Happiness

Hello everybody!
This post is slightly different than my other humourous posts that I was posting previously, but as I am the who's writing, so it might reflect some parts of humour, as I have it all the time.
If you guys are thinking about the movie, "In Pursuit of Happiness", no, that's not what I am talking about, by the way, it was wonderful movie. So what is this all about? I had this thinking when I was about to wake up, and I was having this thought, am I really happy with this life? After doing math and all, I said, yeah! Why not. Then I thought my bad things that happened to me, and still I said, it's fine. I am good. Then but my subject changed to Humans. Yes, humans, what they really got, are they really happy?

For centuries, they have been trying to develop that could help with their living, and comfort them, to make them happy. Look around yourself, computers, cars, aeroplanes, refrigerator, and what not? How many times you get angry and sad when your Windows gets corrupted? How many times do you need to fix your car, and how times you pay money for it to be fixed, and how many to the insurance company, and how many times it got punctured, when you really wanted to go someplace in time? Talk about aeroplanes, if there were no aeroplanes, there was no September 11. No crashes.

All we had done to ourselves is, we have created complexity between us. And this complexity has made us so busy, that we have not been able to remember, who we really are, and why we are sent here. All we do, is try to have fun. People ask me, 'What do you do for fun?' Fun? Are you here for fun? This ain't a place for fun and entertainment. Everything has a reason of its creation. You are created by God, for a reason, to praise Him and do as He says you to do. Not what you do for fun. You want fun? Happiness? The only happiness you could get is not here, it's after this life, in heaven.

This is a TEST! A simple test, do you talk, eat donuts, and watch movie at exam hall? I am not saying, do not have fun, all I want to say, is, fun is not our priority. Fun is the standing force that makes your heart feel good, but it ain't gonna save you from the torment of fire.

So how could I get happiness if I do what God says, still I will have my car punctured? Well, of course, this life will never get you all the happiness you need. But if you do as your God tells you do, you will feel inside as you are protected, and you are carefree with this life, all you care about the afterlife. Tell me, if you love someone, and if he/she is with you, do you still feel sad about other things? Of course no. That's the point. If one love his Lord, and obviously God will love him too, will there be any fear, or sadness to him?

Ask your yourself, look around, are you really happy?

When to use the F-word

Sometimes you really need to know when you should use that F-word.
Sometimes you say it, when you shouldn't, and sometimes, when you really mean it.

It really depends in what situation you are.
But I want to show you when is the best time to say this F-word.

:)







Source : Oscandy

Do you really play a guitar?

Many of you, might be interested in playing guitar, and many of you, might be practicing.


Rank yourself



Did you see that? That's awesome!
You see this kid, look at fingers, he doesn't use a pick. He's strumming with those little fingers.
How does he do that? This really amazes me. But whatever he does, he does really good ;)

Interviews? Do you have an appointment?

I just been interviewed by TPS (The Pakistani Spectator), really amazing isn't it.
I think the whole TPS team would be regretting, what the heck we just posted onto our blog :D
lol
I tried to be unique, and answered all of their questions in a different way from rest of the bloggers :)


So who's next? Please take an appointment, and then come to me for your question :P
Jokes apart, am I really that good? Maybe, and maybe not :)

Thanks TPS team :)

Here's the interview :)

A trip to Disneyland

Hello!

It takes many efforts to go through a trip, like I had on Friday.
Yes, a trip, not to Disneyland, but some what the amusements where similar to it.
I visited a long way (for me though) to a strange place, and then came back home, not safe and sound :P Damn! I hate trips :D

Curious? You better be :) Its called "Matli", its my village, it is in Sindh (Province of Pakistan), about 50 Km from Hyderabad (The place where I live, the City of Winds).
Here goes the story, you should have plenty much time to read all this :)

As usual, I was sitting on my computer. My mom asked me to accompany with them to the village, I said hell no! A VILLAGE!! NO!! What I am gonna do there? No, no no! No way.
She really forced me to come. But again I said no. Then there was little light in my coconut, hey! If you go with your dad and mom, you could drive car, you get used to it, and its about 50 KM!! And you could also make your mother happy. And tada! I said, "yeah ok mom, if you insist" :P

I asked my dad, if I could drive. He agreed, and I started the car, and beam! My wish came true, but not for long :P
When I reached the outskirts of Hyderabad, the road to Matli was too narrow, and was two-way, it means cars, buses, trailers driving at 80 Km/h coming from the opposite way and crossing about 1/2 metre. OMG!! I asked my dad, "Is this the road I will be driving on for about 1:30 hours?" He said, "yes". Holy Crap! This is suicide!
When I used to see a car incoming, I used slow down and tried to keep on left as much as possible, my dad said, "What are you doing? Don't slow down, and don't go to the left". I said, "I was gonna hit that car!", he said "No! You weren't, thats called judgement, you need to understand where your car is", all I could think was of me. lol

Then after 30 mins, I was driving perfectly, and I was exclaiming to the other vehicles, "hey give me some room! I need to pass", I was driving at 80 Km/h, that road wasn't for 80+.
After 1 hour, I had extreme pain in my right foot (clutch foot), then I was saying, "plz! just drive in one speed, don't make me change gears, ah it hurts".

As I reached Matli, dad asked me to pull over, and he said, let me drive now, you are tired, I said to myself, what a relief :) As if, a relief fund has come from a foreign country :P Dad drove over bumpy, narrow, dirty, *more bad adjectives :P streets, and then he stopped, and said, I will be back. I was hungry, I went to the shop and bought two chocolates, and one drink, everyone was looking at me, as I was a white guy in a black peoples crowd. There was no label on my face stating "I AM NOT FROM MATLI". Actually, my accent was little different from theirs. I came back to my car, and I saw something right outside of my car, a bird, a rooster. WTF! Where am I? A Zoo maybe? You don't see a rooster everyday, right at your car, do you?

My dad came back, and he asked me to drive the car back to my grandpa's house, I said, "I just forgot where's the house", "Your mom will tell you" my father replied.

Now it was my time to drive back through those narrow, dirty streets :(
I took this as a challenge, the street was too narrow, and only one car at a time can pass. My mom asked me, "What if a car comes from the front?", "Good question, I don't know" I replied, then at that sudden a car came, O FISH!!!
I asked that driver, what should I do, with my hand-olish language :) He replied in the same language with "Go back!", with my snarl look, I reversed my car, and like there was a bud(little space) in the street, my car just fitted in that bud, and that car just passed, and I went all the way to the main road. I drove over to my grandpa's house.

There I met with my relatives, that I have never seen them before, and they really respected me. Fareen, my second cousin's daughter, she showed me her photo album, her doll, and her birthday gift. Then I met Hammad, my cousin's son. For the most of the time, he was on his tricycle, and he was moving with his feet, rather than pushing the pedals, I tried to teach him, but his coconut was too small to fit in.

I turned on my cellphone and checked my email, wow! I just saw Pakistani Spectators asking me for an interview, and a lot of comments. Then I said to myself, obeying parents brings you lot of good things :)

People were really nice, they spoke very lovely accent, it's called "Laar" or "Laari" accent of "Sindhi".

I came back home with cold :( I told ya, I wasn't back in safe and sound :)

The moral of the post is, you try to find something of your interest, but that turns out as your rival, and you meet many other interesting things, that you always feared of.



You can see how much narrow the road is!


You see, that's the shop!


That's the rooster guy! :)




This is Fareen, showing me her doll :)


This is Hammad, having a curious look at my poor cellphone :)


My grandpa, Hammad, and my uncle having dinner :)