Defense Day... Pakistan Zindabad!!

Its the time of the year, when patriotism is at its maximum height....

I love listening to mom and dad telling long stories, recalling the actual scene.....

The real adrenaline rush of 1965....

I love listening to all those jangi taraney.....

Aye rahey haq key shaheedoo.....

ay puttar hattan tey nai vikdey.....

and many more....

My one mamu was born during the 1965 war....

Mom was too young then to remember anything exept for what nana jan told her....

And dad... Oh he was a kid....

He tells how they would cheer up loud whenever a fighter flew above them...

yeah... he had been a part of the blackout..... the naarey bazi.....

I am proud of the way our army fought with spirit not arms....

Its the spirit of Pakistan which has kept it going.....

Oh yes,... and i love watching those plays about The Nishan e Haidar winning shuhda....of the PAk army...

The situations, the crisis can not dampen our spirit......

We will rise again every time someone pushes us down and reach even greater heights....

Yes, its just not a piece of land.... its our motherland....

AND we will defend it till the last drop of our blood.....

Pakistan ZINDABAD!!

aye rahe haqq key shaheedo, wafa ki tasveero, tumhe watan ki hawaeyen salam kehti hain... .

My Obsessions!!

I have been tagged and awarded this FABULOUS BLOGGER award by Closed Eyes....

It came on as a pleasant surprise...

This being my first award ever!!

Anyways...Thanks a lot dear.

RULES OF THE AWARD:-

* List 5 obsessions
* Pass the award to 5 other blogs, with their links
* Make sure you leave a comment on their blog, so they know about it
* Link to the person that gave you the award.

So, here i go with my OBSESSIONS:-

I am pretty much obsessed with everything in my life. I am the extremist sort of person....

Either i hate a thing or i am obsessed with it....

So, among all the things i am obsessed with... which are the ones that top the list??

1) DAWN...

I am in love with that time of day. I am simply crazy after them. Its a real shame that i miss many dawns deep in slumber. But, whenever i wake up in time not to miss them, I just have to get out of my bed, get out of my room... and let it come out.

Yeah!! I am in love with the sight of the rising sun spreading the sunshine, wiping away darkness, taking deep breaths in the fresh morning air.

2) BLOGGING.....

Well, it was writing first. I just loved writing in general. The blogging started just as a hobby and grew into an obsession. Although my routine (Hell! It doesnt mean i study a lot, it only means i just have to exaggerate) doesnot allow me regular updates over here, and many a thoughts which come to my mind do waste without ever being posted. But still, i just am obsessed with my blog. I want it to look good, i want it to have quality stuff (which so far i have failed in producing). I think about it when its ignored for more than a couple of days as if its a very important part of my life. Indeed, it is.

3)ICE-CREAM...

Time to shake off the philosophies and come to the real ME... Hahaha

Yeah! I love them to the extent that it had become an obsession. Its the only thing which makes me ZIDDI (as far as food is concerned). It is something i miss dearly if i don't have it every now and then. (It doesnt imply that i cant digest food without a doze of it daily). AND any celebration of mine is considered incomplete without it.

4) MY CELL PHONE:-

Hmmmm, yes it has become an obsession. Maybe because its my only 24/7 link with some of the most important people in my life. But it somehow is very very important for me. I cant part from it for long. It makes me feel i am missing something hell badly.

5) MY BUDDIES:-

YEAH!!

N and F.......

Ohhh! I never thought these idiots will become so much of a neccessity for me. I was a loner by birth. I didnt really mind staying alone, but spending like one hour without you two is so tough now. I mean i never gave importance to people. I KNEW they hurt in the end. But somehow, without my ever knowing.... You people took a very special place.

I hated the past few years of my life. I am able to forget about them now, and it probably is because of you.

(Bus, bohat hogaya. Aur tareef ki to aur phool jaogey dono :P)

I tag and award Sidra, CRD, Leela, Divsi and иidhi S.

Happy Ramadan!!

So, its here again.

Yes, The Holy month of Ramadan with all its blessings is back.

The whole atmosphere changes as soon as the moon for This Holy Month is sighted.

The sehri....

I love it the most.....

I- a person who detests the sight of breakfast, loves food at the time of Sehri.

Maybe its the thought that i won't be eating anything for the whole day which makes me like it....

Whatever the reason, i love getting up so early...

And gulping everything hurriedly, drinking water at the last moment....

The prayers, The recitation of Holy Quran.....

Everything seems holy.... a lot more purer...!

The roza.....

It passes most of the time without our notice.....

Somehow, the hunger pangs dont bother much.....

But, sometimes... it can be a real test.

Especially, the first few days of Ramadan... When one is not used to keeping the mouth and stomach empty for long hours.....

The Aftari.....

Hmmm, its the prime time. The whole day seems to move forward to it. You start thinking about it from sehri time :P

All the favourite foods- pakoras, samosas, dahi bhalley, chaat etc etc

Only the thought of all these keeps the salivary glands activated throughout the day.

Apart from all this, the aftar get-togethers, the alarms for sehri, the missed calls to make sure all friends and relatives wake up in time and most of all- The ibadat.

The prayers, may it be the regular five time prayers or the taraveeh.

It gives a sense of peace to everybody.

Before we get used to all this, the Holy month departs giving us the gift of Eid....

May we collect as many blessings as we can in this month.

Wishing the whole MUSLIM UMMAH.... a very very happy and blessed month of Ramadan.

MARHABA RAMADAN KAREEM!

Old memories!!

Life is good and funny these days....

Good- because i had fun in the past few days.

Funny- because i keep worrying about studies but never do it :)

Well... WT and I went to F 7/2 after quite a loooong time.

It was the same... :)

Our old college....

Nothing changed there....

The same old gatekeeper with his interrogative nature, the same old waiting room with hardly functioning fans, the same old classrooms, the same old funny stools in the labs, the same old students (fools) and the SAME old lazy staff...........

We had the Samosa's from our pathetic cafetaria, which this time surprisingly was not cold.. :)

And they had a strange taste...

As if it had all our lost memories in it....

I hated my Fsc period like anything...

I couldnt come to terms with anything....

But now, going after a long time to the place i often thought i had the worst time in, made me realise that i do miss it.

Yeah, somehow, i do miss the time i had spent there.

The bunking of classes, only to talk to WT for long hours, the stupid graphic designing competition we participated in, the corridors in which we braced the severe colds...., the sweaty summers!!

It had its own charm, or maybe we humans always love our past.

Atleast i always think the time that had past, was the best...

never satisfied with the present.

Or maybe its just the PROFF which makes me think of going back to that college...

Huh!!

One thing... I wont ever forget you for not letting us in again Mr gatekeeper....

Whoa...we are not the students in uniform anymore, we could come and go and come again whenever we like.

So idiotic of you......!!!!

And the first years....

Awww, they had their orientation ceremony that day..... :)

Hahaha.....

fools unaware of what they are getting themselves into....

They were all so enthusiastic, exactly the way we were once.

Funny, how they were searching for their respective classes :P

Goodluck everybody in F 7/2....

*peace*

Vacations!!! and the upcoming....

We wanted them so badly....

Oh!! yuppee we did.

We used to fill that stupid, idiotic feedback form again and again with one comment.... "We desperately need a module break, and the stuff we are taught is too much".

If we had SGD's we wanted lectures... If we had too many lectures, they were so boring and made us sleep...so SGD's were so much the better.

Six months!!

More than that...and we still were unable to decide what were we happy with...

Every module had greater pace than the previous... Lesser days, much more to do!!

And the most disinterested WE..

Ooops sorry to the people who kept themselves drowned in books...

I meant... The most disinterested ME.....

And after the scary GIT (gastrointestinal module), we said goodbyes.

Never mind the remedials in between.

I atleast didnt bother myself by studying for them.. :P

So, after so much of CRAP...

WE got that so badly needed BREAK!!...

Which is almost over....spent hibernating like a bear!!

(Do they hibernate?? :S)

Anyway... they do sleep a lot or thats the impression i have got....

Hahaha... So many plans...and no implementation!

Thats why i hate planning...

Whats the use of it??

Ahh!! I will study...cover all the things left... (Typical of the lazy students who sleep during the REAL TIME )

Now...its COUNTDOWN TIME...

9 days to go before we find ourselves again in those classes lost in AIR.

If this time my cousin decides to get married during KUB...she is so dead!!

You can wait till November idiot! (Sorry aapi).

And...the more i think i need to relax.. The more i see infront of my eyes one monstrous...-the PROFF EXAMS...

Oh! God i forgot they will come too.

1 and a half month of study and the session would be officially over...

(Scary)

JAL TO JALAL TO AYI BALA KO TAAL TU!!

About vacations:-

Good part: i slept and slept and slept for as long as i wanted and now can endure sleepless nights of study...(IF my mood allows that is)

Bad part: I couldnt visit my friend... :( and khala :(

(because of so many issues)

"Get a life Eraj... this blogpost is definitely the craziest of all. "

Faith!!!

It was pitch black all around. It seemed as if no life had ever thrived in that house. It was a deserted, gloomy place.

A candle's flame suddenly flickered indicating someone's presence....

Standing at the corner of one of its rooms she looked upon the memories of her past. Her eyes were still wet with tears.

Oh God! She had been shedding them since such a long time. But all this time, her faith had never wavered even an inch. She knew.....

She had been coming here every holiday. Everytime she saw this house, painted all over with the dust of times, she smiled at the prospect of their ever cleaning this 'Dreamhouse' of theirs for themselves.

Oh God!! How she wanted those dreams to come true now, the promises to be fulfilled now?

How many times had she wanted it to happen before she broke down. Before she lost herself.

Thinking of all the charming memories, she blew off the candle's flame and left with silent steps.

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These had been the hardest five years of his life. He had been through hell!!

But the thought of only one person had kept him going. He had to return, he had to clear everything.

It was dawn....

Their favourite time of the day!!!

He opened the cottage's door. He was shocked to see it plastered with dirt.

He smiled at himself......

Five years!!!!!

Anything would have layers of mud on it after such a long long time. Everything was in its place though. The way he had left it....

Except for a candle....

But he probably didn't notice.

The sun was shining now. The sunlight was peeping the open cottage door.

He opened all the windows.....

To let the warm light come in.

He was deep in thought. He had such a tedious task ahead.

It was to clean this "Dreamhouse" and make it fit for the princess...

His princess :)

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It ws a moonlit night with a clear starry sky.

She opened the door as she always did- silently with closed eyes. As if she knew keeping her eyes close would change everything. As if hoping to see a miracle when she opens them again.

She was surprised. It wasn't dark inside as she had expected it to be.

Their cottage!

It was lit with so many candles...

Beautifully lit........

It took a moment to flame her up. She was angry at herself.

She should have kept the door locked.

It was THEIR COTTAGE, THEIR "DREAMHOUSE"!!!

How dare someone entered and took shelter here.

She was about to shout out loud calling the intruders,,,,

But before she could have utterred a single syllable.. she saw something!!

Infact... She saw someone...

Oh God!! it was HIM!!

After such a long time, she saw those bright eyes filled with love...

A tear fell down her cheeks...

She smiled....

"I knew you would come one day".

He smiled in return...

And said... " I knew you would be waiting, my dear!! "

Why can't i get it off my mind!!!

Some thoughts stick to your mind as a leech and suck away all your peace. These leeches can't even be plucked off your mind, no matter how hard you try.

I want to forget it all...The good moments, the bad ones... The ups and the downs...

And i am not going to loose this internal battle this time...
I have been a SURVIVOR all my life...
I'll come out of this phase with my head high I am sure....
Insha Allah!!
And the things, the people and the dumb heads who are the cause of my misery...
would know in the end...

these leeches can suck my peace... every drop of it...
But they can't take my spirit away..

"Beneath this smiling face, lies a broken heart...
Where the road ends, I will have a new start...."