Un ke dekhe se jo aa jati hai mun par ronaq,

Woh samajhtey hain keh beemar ka haal acha hai

-Ghalib

I feel like chop fallen. I want to retreat to my shell. Expectations from ppl are rarely met but then why do I keep expecting? Why don't I learn the hard way? After all that I have gone thru, I am still not bitter but I guess its a part of being young... we keep hoping... we keep expecting; once I am an old maid, I am sure I'll be quite a bitter and cynical one.

I guess reality has hit me hard again. I should thank you for that.

And reality continues to ruin my life.

What is optimism?', said Cacambo. 'Alas!' said Candide, 'it is the mania of maintaining that everything is well when we are wretched.'" (Candide, Voltaire)

Peace finally. Thank you God! Please, let it last forever.

Seriously, I should keep my big mouth shut!

With all the love in the world

You know the feeling when you discover that somebody actually stood up for you... especially when you are too weak to do that yourself. I can't thank you enuff for all the things you have done for me.

humbled and obliged!

God made her like a flower

a pretty one with a delicate form

nourished her soul with sunshine

with dew drops to quench her thirst

like a nectar divine

until someone came to pluck her

and to plant at his side

where there is no sunshine

but a stale gloomy air

and the flame of his love to survive

I just realized....

This blog is getting old and wise.

*points to the archive.*

Thank you all my readers for your comments and sticking to me through hard times.

Luv,

Today's Quote

"I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind."

- Emily Bronte

I need some space to breathe. I keep listening to her craps and now its eating me from inside. I cannot watch my favourite tv shows except for Q tv while the rest can watch whatever they like. And yeah, every bitter word she spits is to make me stronger (that's what she explained)...would somebody please tell her that she's making me like her - bitter and stone-hearted? Shouldn't her daughter think the same when her mother-in-law utters bitter words. No, she is suffering!

My mother-in-law

She doesn't do what she says and what she does, she never tells anybody.

Why God do I have to deal wid her? Please God, don't test my patience anymore. Please let me rest in peace. I don't want to see tomorrow please God, please.

A chat wid my sis:

Tuba: Life has changed.... from all directions.

xunz: Mine has turned upside down.

Really sad right now... can't describe. Words just don't seem to connect. No hope, no solution. Please God let there be tomorrow without me.

Kerry Lugar Bill

For a sum of 1.5 billion, it makes Pakistan USA's bitch.

Kerry Lugar got carried away!

Two intelligent cows...

U is studying (read copying) about forms of government these days and is posting (read pasting :p) his thoughts on fb. Some of them are:

FASCISM: You have two cows. The government takes both, hires you to take care of them and sells you the milk.

PURE COMMUNISM: You have two cows. Your neighbors help you take care of them, and you all share the milk.

RUSSIAN COMMUNISM: You have two cows. You have to take care of them, but the government takes all the milk.

CAMBODIAN COMMUNISM: You have two cows. The government takes both of them and shoots you.

DICTATORSHIP: You have two cows. The government takes both and drafts you.

After reading them I couldn't help posting my views in terms of cows:

PAKISTANI DEMOCRACY: You no longer have any cow, the government lords own farms, hire you to take care of them, you still get no milk but government promises that in next 5 years, each man will be able to keep a cow and there will be sufficient milk for everybody to drink.

He: Why do you cry so much?

She: Because it's the privilege of being your wife.

Just stumbled upon this =)

100 Best Novels

Pakistan has other horrors that are way more horrible - the horrors of no bijli, no paani, no security; the horror of meeting the same people for the rest of your life. Capitalism is pretty low on my list. The horror of going back to my hometown only to find it ripped apart is way above it.

-Uns Mufti