the almost nomad ..

Purify Thy Heart

2008-08-31T19:08:00.002-06:00

So insha'Allah, tomorrow Sep.1st is the first day of Ramadan here in Calgary. I wish all my precious readers a month full of blessings. Please remember to keep all your brothers and sisters in your du'as. Stay focused and exert yourself in His worship and remembrance. These days won't be back until next year, and who knows.. you might not even live to experience these precious days again.

Ramadan Mubarak, beloveds!

Link'd!

2008-08-31T10:54:00.004-06:00

So just watched a few interesting videos lately and thought I'd share with others if they already haven't seen those..

Tariq Ramadan: How Can We Read Qur'an Today?

And.. (this one actually talks about the hijab)

The Rules & Regulations of Muslim Fashion

Enjoy!

The Heart Wheel Journal

2008-08-25T21:33:00.003-06:00

.. for those of you who don't have it, thought I'd post so perhaps you can benefit as well insha'Allah.

The Heart Wheel Journal

You just gotta love AlMaghrib, and DiscoverULife.

P.S. In October, AlMaghrib is making it's first ever appearance in Western Canada (Calgary, AB), and I'm beyond excited Alhamdulillah, since it's also going to be my first ever seminar with AlMaghrib! More to come on that one insha'Allah.

Saddened, Maddened..

2008-08-25T16:23:00.002-06:00

Ahmed Faraz's death was saddening. On top of it all, Pakistani politics is always there to make things even 'better'. When are we ever going to have a stable government!? (Trick question, perhaps.)

On Marriage and Failures..

2008-08-19T22:15:00.004-06:00

If all else fails, get married and THEN.. make sure THAT doesn't fail!

Sema

2008-08-16T20:39:00.002-06:00

For Rumi the sema was an emotional relationship between man and God. in his Divan, he states:

Sema is only for the restless spirits -- so jump up quickly, why do you wait?
Do not sit there with your own thoughts -- if you are human, go to the Beloved.
Do not say, "Perhaps He does not want me."
What business has a thirsty man with such words?
Does the moth think about the flames? For Love's spirits, thought is a disgrace.
When the warrior hears the sound of the drum, at once he is worth ten thousand men.

-- Graze in the Meadows, Shems Friedlander

P.S. I'm no Sufi, but I read some of Rumi's work and I think he was absolutely brilliant with words and expressions, amongst many other things.

Dolphins

2008-08-13T10:04:00.001-06:00

It probably does not mean anything, but I kissed a dolphin in my dream last night, and it felt GREAT!

Counting Down..

2008-08-09T11:45:00.001-06:00

.. four more days til August 14th; four more days til Pakistan turns 61.

"The Inner Journey"

2008-08-08T00:13:00.003-06:00

..human existence is significant, that life essentially makes sense in spite of our confusion, that man is not here on earth by accident but for a purpose, and that whatever that purpose may be it demands from him the discovery of his own meaning, his own totality and identity. A human being is born to set out on this quest. ... Every true teaching, every genuine tradition has sought to train its disciples to act this part, to become in fact followers of the great quest for one's self.

-- Parabola Anthology Series

2008-08-08T00:11:00.001-06:00

"Longing for God burns away our impurities."

- Taken from Travelling the Path of Love

Welcoming Sha'baan

2008-08-03T20:44:00.005-06:00

Alhamdulillah, the time of year I had been anxiously waiting for and looking forward to is finally here, Sha'baan and soon Ramadan! The wait seemed rather long, but I know that before we know it, these months are going to pass us by as if they never came. And it's true what everybody has been saying that, Ramadan seems to go by faster and fastery every year.

Every year, just before Ramadan, we make so many resolutions and promises with ourselves; so many things that we're going to do; so much to eliminate from our daily routines, but again.. things don't usually end up the way we always plan.
I am still working on my "list of deeds" etc. that I hope to live by starting today insha'Allah, and I pray that if I have to die this year, at least I have done those few things in order to be more loved and blessed by my Creator, Aameen.

In this entry, I wish to share some of the merits of Sha'baan that I came across. Of course, there's no limit of things that we can do to improve ourselves; Remembering Allah and always be asking for forgiveness is something we should always be doing. But it's good to go over certain things just as a reminder, and share those with others for perhaps it'll increase their knowledge and be beneficial for them as well.

Here's a beautiful article by Mufti Taqi Usmani: Sha'ban; Merits, Do's and Dont's

Just for the sake of emphasizing, or perhaps if someone doesn't have the time to read the whole article, I am going to outline certain important points from the article:

- The blessed companion Anas, Radi-Allahu anhu, reports that Prophet Muhammad, Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam, was asked, "Which fast is the most meritorious after the fasts of Ramadan?" He replied, "Fasts of Shaban in honor of Ramadan."
- Prophet Muhammad, Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam said, "That (Sha'ban) is a month between Rajab and Ramadan which is neglected by many people. And it is a month in which an account of the deeds (of human beings) is presented before the Lord of the universe, so, I wish that my deeds be presented at a time when I am in a state of fasting."
- He,Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam also said, 'In this month Allah prescribes the list of the persons dying this year. Therefore, I like that my death comes when I am in a state of fasting."

The Night of Bara'ah or Laylatul-bara'ah (The night of freedom from Fire):
This is the night occurring between 14th and 15th day of Sha'ban. There are certain traditions of Prophet Muhammad, Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam, to prove that it is a meritorious night in which the people of the earth are attended by special Divine mercy.
- Prophet Muhammad, Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam, has said, "Allah Almighty descends (in a manner He best knows it) in the night occurring in the middle of Sha'ban and forgives a large number of people more than the number of the fibers on the sheep of the tribe, Kalb.
- He, Sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam also said, "This is the middle Night of Sha'ban. Allah frees in it a large number of the people from Fire, more than the number of the hair growing on the sheep of the tribe, Kalb. But He does not even look at a person who associates partners with Allah, or at a person who nourishes malice in his heart (against someone), or at a person who cuts off the ties of kinship, or at a man who leaves his clothes extending beyond his ankles (as a sign of pride), or at a person who disobeys his parents, or at a person who has a habit of drinking wine."

And I would highly suggest reading the latter part of the article. It talks about what should and shoudn't be done on the Night of Bara'ah. Also about the fast of 15th of Sha'ban.

Here's another article, if you wish to read more on Sha'baan insha'Allah: Sha'baan

Also, if you came across this entry (and insha'Allah benefited from it), share some of the things that you're hoping to achieve; or the improvements you're working towards; perhaps some short-term goals etc.? :)

Pakistani Media

2008-07-20T20:47:00.004-06:00

Media in Pakistan continues to make some headway, yet still unsure where exactly things are headed...
... looking forward to this and this

The Idea of Blogging

2008-07-19T18:50:00.002-06:00

The question isn't so much about whether or not I should blog, but why should I blog; what should I blog about. And I would hate to make my blog a typical definition of an online diary.

I've been blogging since 2005 now, but before blogging meant something else to me. Before, I would write about things that I wouldn't write about anymore. I mean, just random stuff that I used to talk about, and stuff that, now when I go back and read it, doesn't make any sense to my own self. It just seems that my thoughts and ideas have matured a great deal since my first attempt of blogging. Probably one of the reasons why I got annoyed and stopped blogging.
I feel that if my writings fail to reflect myself, it also shouldn't reflect someone I'm not. May be it doesn't really matter to my readers, but it does bother me.

Anyways, I'm thinking of blogging again, and based on what I manage to write about, I'll either continue to blog, or stop blogging altogether.

I haven't blogged much since I moved to Alberta from Ontario, last year -- so perhaps some catching up on that, or perhaps.. something else? Perhaps some comparison between the place I was at before, and the place where I'm at now. Perhaps about my work, or perhaps...

Lame Poet

2008-06-12T14:04:00.000-06:00

Irtiqa-e-zindagi abhi nahin tou kabhi nahin,

Zindagi faani hai --

ke jee lein yeh lamhay aaj hain tou kal nahin.

-- Maria the 'Lame Poet'

En route to Calgary

2007-08-05T16:56:00.000-06:00

Back to blogging, once again. And from now, I'll be posting from Calgary, Alberta insha'Allah. It's been only a week since I got here, and I haven't seen much happening around -- haven't been to places yet either. So no stories of Calgary just yet, sorry for the disappointment. But I'm putting up some pictures that I took while on board, on my way .. to Calgary.
Click on the photo to view more photos of my journey to Calgary.

North American Spiritual Revival (NASR) Presents..

2007-07-19T12:52:00.000-06:00

.. yet another enlightening and inspiring event -- this time, bringing with it the light that'll illuminate the souls of many.

With great scholars like Shaykh Faraz Rabbani, Shaykh Talal Ahdab, and Shaykh Zahir Bacchus, learn and gain insight into the sacred knowledge of Imam Nawawi's forty hadith.
The event is to take place in Toronto, between August 10th to August 17th, 2007 -- for exact program, time and place, please stay tuned for the details on their website and facebook group insha'Allah.

Let us enliven the spiritual journey -- get on board and get ready to boost the spirits, insha'Allah!

I Like. I Share.

2007-07-17T20:17:00.000-06:00

How to survive THIS!

Only in Canada..

2007-07-02T12:09:00.001-06:00

Your Forecasts

2007-06-26T14:10:00.000-06:00

The Top 10 Forecasts, brought to you by the World Future Society

Knowledge is Power

2007-03-22T10:26:00.000-06:00

Peace be upon y'all

While browsing through Studying Islam today, I came across quite a few amazing articles. But there was one in particular that got me thinking. Not that it was fascinatingly surprising, but raised one of the most crucial issues of our times. And where it tells us that power lies in knowledge, there are many who have yet to acknowledge the Knowledge. Contemplate please.

Why are Muslims so Powerless?

ICC Cricket World Cup 2007!

2007-03-13T08:44:00.000-06:00

The fever is on, baby! It. is. on! ;)

Hmmmm, I wasn't excited much 'til I saw the Carribean scenes and Inzimam ul-Haq on tv this morning, and then I went, "Yes, the boys can do it!" haha! Enjoy the warmth, everyone! ;)

Change Your Life!

2007-03-01T18:07:00.000-07:00

Greetings and peace be upon y'all!

I'd like to share a little something, passed on to me by my younger brother =)

when you change your thinking
you change your BELIEFS

when you change your beliefs
you change your EXPECTATIONS

when you change your expectations
you change your ATTITUDE

when you change your attitude
you change your BEHAVIOUR

when you change your behaviour
you change your PERFORMANCE

when you change your performance
YOUR LIFE IS CHANGED

P.S. just in case you were wonderng where I disappeared to .. i'm busy changing the life.

Reflection: It's not about what your life gives you, it's about what you can give your life.

"Two People Talk"

2007-01-06T23:03:00.001-07:00

This guy is hilarious.

Times and Changes..

2007-01-04T20:55:00.000-07:00

Salam 'Alaykum

"Times have changed since ... "

You must've heard it a lot, especially from your elders. But ..

Is it really the 'time' that changes, or is it just the change in people over time that makes it seem that times have changed?

I mean .. there's no question that a person changes over time, both physically and mentally. But what's the deal with 'time'?

The Neglected Blog: Heedfulness in the Face of Heedlessness

2007-01-03T10:38:00.000-07:00

As-salamu alaykum, readers and non-readers!

I pray that everyone's in the best of health and spirits. I hope that all you university people out there did well on your exams. How's the holiday season coming along for y'all?
I, myself, am doing just fine Alhamdolillah, and as you can see .. returning from a long long break, and MY! do I feel foreign to my own blog =| This last little while had been the longest i've ever stayed away from my blog, but Alhamdolillah .. I now have returned and it'll be for good insha-Allah.
If I am to share all the happenings that occurred during that "last little while", I would be writing forever, so I'll be as exclusive as I can, and we'll move in a descending order insha-Allah =D

1. OK, this is the last thing I heard before starting this entry:

Masha-Allah, it's a very amazing lecture and surely of a desparate need, to all the young adults out there .. it's your call, admit it or not =P

2. I was fortunate enough to be able to attend the Reviving the Islamic Spirit Convention, yet again this year. And Alhamdolillah, just like the last year, it was a delicious dish made with pure emaan;with a lot of lectures (spices) in it; and was garnished and textured with some colourful entertainment by Outlandish, Hamza Robertson, Nazeel Azami, and more. And oh, for dessert there was a grand souk, hehe.

Pre-convention: A friend and I happened to watch this hilarious yet thoughtful video on hijab, and the consequence of which was, every time we'd spot a girl with the similar hijab description, we'd look at each other and say, "that's not hijab!". Bad, I know. But seriously, it was not planned, nor really intended to cause any humiliation to anyone, we were only doing it for the sake of amusing ourselves. Wallahu a'lum. Have a look:

Coming back to the convention ..
I have to admit that since the souk was so amazing this time, we spent most of the time walking around and shopping than listening to the speeches. Here's a synopsis of some of the speeches:

- Br. Moez Masoud mainly emphasized on how we must act againt the bad(evil) forces within ourselves. How we must win the biggest battle of our lives -- the battle and jihad against our nafs. "We have a little bit in ourselves that's always inclining towards doing wrong, the antagonictic forces -- Nafs ammara bissuh (the Nafs that urges evil)" Here's more on Nafs The meaning of Nafs. He said that without Heart and with your body, you can't get close to Allah, and don't ever get overly attached to this world because akhirah has something better to offer.

- Imam Siraj Wahaj's main emphasis was on the importance of balance in the society. "Everything in the universe has to be balanced, if you lose the balance, you lose."

- Shaykh Abdallah Bin Bayyah (as translated by Shaykh Hamza Yusuf)
Masha-Allah, shaykh was headed for the pilgrimage of Hajj after the convention, and so his main talks were about Hajj, and also on 'ilm (knowledge).
"First ten days of Dhul-Hajj are the most virtuous for devotional prayers."
He emphasizes on the fact that knowledge must come before the actions, because (and im paraphrasing) .. "Actions without knowledge is like walking in a forest in pitch darkness and with no light. And many bad things can happen if you don't have light to guide you into the right direction, and that light is knowledge."

- Shaykh Yahya Rhodus: I *think* it was him who basically defined 'shame' and 'modesty. And im not sure, because I forgot to write the name under the definitions. Apologies.
Shame: stems from guilt
Modesty: is a virtue
(and i'm sorry, but that's all I wrote from his definitions, ahem..)
"Every religion has a character trait, and the character trait of Islam is modesty (haya)." AND "Modesty is a branch of faith."

- Imam Zaid Shakir mainly emphasized on the fact that humans are sent upon this Earth to worship their Lord, and to serve humanity.
He also left the audience with some advice and homework until next convention, haha. Here's the list of some of his suggestions:
Instead of suffering from the Post Convention Stress Syndrome (PCSS), make your life and time productive..
- Learn Arabic
- Get busy! Exercise, read books
- Get intellectualy involved -- pursue higer/further education
- Strengthen yourself spiritually
- Try to be less judgmental
- Respond to evil with which that is better
- Have a vision (in response to which, Shaykh Hamza Yusuf made a joke: have a vision, not television .. [or something like that..])
- Be with the people who give more than they take
And then, he mentioned one of this friends named Mustafa-the ghetto philisopher, who once said, "Everybody wants to go to heaven, but aint nobody wants to die." SO TRUE!

That's it for the RIS now, and with apologies, I couldn't take a lot of notes. Btw, who attended the Knowledge Retreat this year? any of you?

3. Recent realiztion: "Better late than never" -- I've never really liked history until I came to learn about the history of Islam just few months back. And that was the time when I truly realized that, although I was born into the religion of Islam, I never really took advantage of the opportunities that were presented to me .. I always took myself (being a Muslim) for granted. I'd pray but my prayers would be anything but a 'conversation' with my Creator, they were anything but prayers -- let's just call them some 'bad' exercise moves. And it's no wonder that peace was nowhere to be found in my life.
I realized, as I was learning the history of Islam, that I was a lot more ignorant than some of the people who existed in the jahiliya age. They denied and defied the truth after it was being presented to them, and I never really realized nor appreciated the worth and the beauty of that truth, so what if I accepted it.
Just before my exams, I came across this great post at Irrelevant Opinions by Faraz, with a beautiful video - exposing the history of Islam in Al-Andalus. I never really watched the video until after I was done with my finals. And after watching the whole video, I couldn't help but question:
Why haven't Muslims learned anything from their history? Isn't the wise one the one who doesn't make the same mistake twice? How is our contemporary Islamic society better or worse than the ancient Islamic society? Why is it that the philosophers like Aristotle and such are appreciated and celebrated while philosophers like Avveroes and such are hardly known to an "average" Muslim? OK, may be that's lame -- leave the Muslims, but why aren't the amazing philosphers like Avicenna, Al-Farabi, Avveroes given the credit they deserve, why aren't they celebrated and appreciated as much? Let alone that, a lot of the people hardly know them. Where is that thirst for knowledge, that curiosity of exploring .. of discovering, and most of all, the pride of Islam that we once had?
One of the most apparent differences between our present and past is that, we ... who were once rulers, are now being ruled, and that too .. by wrong people.
Although, a society is made of groups of people, a change starts with an individual analysing -- by knowing thyself, by seeking the truth, by questioning, by being critical. And a critical mind is, without a question, a desperate requirement for our societies to succeed.

Insha-Allah, in the closing of this lengthy entry, i'd like to comment on the title of this specific entry. It's very similar to this year's RIS theme, first of all -- I only replaced the word 'Sunnah' with 'Blog'. And the second part merely highlights my recent realization that it's about time, rather a long overdue that Muslim ummah finally realize that one of the biggest responsibilities that we bear in this world, is the responsibility of dawah. It's great to have knowledge of your deen, but it doesn't end there. You must share and spread that knowledge, and it must be seen through your actions when you hit the road for the dawah of your deen.

On the contrary though ..P.S. My apologies if in my post, I have unintentionally hurt someone's feelings. Btw, i'm kind of bored with my current blog template, I feel like changing it .. any suggestions?

Jazak Allah Khayr

Time..

2006-11-24T17:54:00.000-07:00

Minutes, turning into hours; into days; into weeks, months, and eventually .. into years. Future's turning into past -- before it's even lived.

With that, a lot is happening, a lot is yet to happen. A lot is written, a lot is yet to be written.

If only the time would stop, and allow me to jot the unwritten down. But no, not now -- not today. May be tomorrow? the day after? next week? month later?

I dont know.

I, Quote: TODAY is what happened to YESTERDAY -- Mr. Brilliant.

Making a Difference.

2006-10-08T19:16:00.000-06:00

October the 8th: In Memory Of..

2006-10-08T13:42:00.000-06:00

.. those beloved Pakistanis whose lives were changed forever by a great disaster. May their souls be blessed. Aameen.

[A survivor the 2005 Pakistan earthquake plays by a makeshift settlement near the city of Muzaffarabad. About 1.8m survivors will spend another winter in temporary shelters.]

BBC: South Asia Quake Memorial

And Today ..

2006-09-01T11:47:00.000-06:00

.. I came up with that almost perfect and precise 'definition' to define one of the most erratic, ongoing experiments, called 'life' :

Life: So much to do in so little time. and/or A progressive journey towards an unseen, unpredictable end.
I, Quote: Life can be so tragic -- you're here today, and you're here tomorow. -- Mr. Briliant

Resurrection

2006-08-30T18:43:00.000-06:00

Dear readers, fellow bloggers, and the beloved rest of yous:

I. have. returned. For good or for bad, that, I don't know. But anyways, it's been a good time off, heh! :D Not that I accomplished anything or done something extraordinary .. but what the hell --

So yea, let's get the blog rolling and see if my writing skills have improved afterall. But today, i'd only like to hit off this all-time-fav. 'chicken' logic with what I call a 'witty joke'. It's awesome! Enjoy.

Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?

Dr. Phil: The Problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on "THIS" side of the road before it goes after the problem on the "OTHER SIDE" of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his "CURRENT" problems before adding "NEW" problems.

Oprah: I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, i'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.

Martha Stewart: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level.
No little bird gave me any insider information.

Dr. Seuss: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed i've not been told.

Grandpa: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.

Albert Einstein: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?

Barbara Walters: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.

Ernest Hemingway: To die in the rain. Alone.

Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

Sigmund Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.

Colonel Sanders: Did I miss one?

and oh btw, it's not mine :|

And now, let's end this entry with something interesting that I came across not too long ago. Listen to the 'teen buzz' here.

I, Quote: "If life is merely a joke, the question still remains: for whose amusement?" -- Mr. Brilliant.

Do You Know the National Anthem of Pakistan?

2006-07-08T11:35:00.000-06:00

Skits done by the Pakistan Students Association of George Mason University for their fall show "Jazba" PSA re-make of "Dil Dil Pakistan"

Let's Break the Ice. Let's Break into Laughter.

2006-06-26T20:26:00.000-06:00

Do check out the related videos as well ;)

Title Untitled.

2006-06-07T21:08:00.000-06:00

Reflection: "No use of getting too involved in life -- i'm only here for a limited time." -- Mr. Brilliant

2006-06-07T20:51:00.000-06:00

Life is ... anything but a dream.

Untitled.

2006-05-22T22:40:00.000-06:00

"Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you answer the phone?" James Thurber

"Changing My Faith to Islam" -- Hamza Yusuf

2006-05-20T22:16:00.000-06:00

Falling in Love -- Literally.

2006-05-20T22:11:00.000-06:00

The Philosophy of Life.

2006-05-19T09:03:00.000-06:00

Anonymous # 1: What is the philosophy of Life?
Anonymous # 2: Life, per se, is a philosophy.
Anonymous # 1: OK. So .. What about its philosophy?
Anonymous # 2: That.. it is a philosophy.
Anonymous # 1: Yes, and what is it?
Anonymous # 2: Philosophy? Well, according to the Greeks, it is the love of wisdom.
Anonymous # 1: No! I meant the the philosophy of Life!
Anonymous # 2: I just told you! Life itself is a philosophy!
Anonymous # 1: Yes, I get it! I get it! Life is a philosophy, but what is that philosphy?
Anonymous # 2: That, everyone has their own, and they better. If one doesn't, then they're screwed. It's almost like having a purpose to your life -- something that you live by.
Anonymous # 1: Hmmm. OK. So ah, what's your philosophy of life then?
Anonymous # 2: My philosophy-of-life is that, Life, per se, is a philosophy.
Anonymous # 1: (leaves)

Reflection: Bring me a dictionary: I want to know the meaning of LIFE. -- Ashley Brilliant

Just Why I Love Comics..

2006-05-18T07:29:00.000-06:00

Listen Up!

2006-05-14T17:54:00.000-06:00

Perfect Justice

Debunking the Male Bias Myth

-- By Shaykh Yasir Qadhi

Listen here

A Splash of Red

2006-05-13T10:04:00.000-06:00

a splash of red,
originally uploaded by slight clutter.

And everywhere I look, I see colours, beauty, light. But most of all, I see love everywhere I look, in everything I feel. In everything that you exist, and in all the places where you don't -- your thoughts alone can complete my world. So complete that I can wish no more, but spend my entirety thanking the Creator who welcomed you in my world.
May He combine our worlds. And no more will I reside in worlds, but in a world -- A world we'll call OUR (world). Ameen.

Irtiqa-e-Zindagi

2006-05-07T20:28:00.000-06:00

Reflection: I'm currently going through a difficult transition period called "life". -- Ashley Brilliant

FINALLY!

2006-04-26T11:35:00.000-06:00

Found it, baby!

Mein Jeena Chahta Houn by WAJD

Untitled.

2006-04-26T10:31:00.000-06:00

Reflection: I NEED MORE TIME, and I probably always will. -- Ashley Brilliant

Back In Action, Are We?

2006-04-23T10:52:00.000-06:00

..not just yet. Not today. But may be tomorrow. And if not tomorrow then .. well, the day after, I guess? There's always a tomorrow to get the undones done. (or is there? :|)

I think I have a lot on my mind -- simply too much that i've now gone blank, and can't think of what to write. But you tell me, what would you like to read on this blog, if anything? (Not that i'll necessarily write about it, but what the hell. Let's do some sharing of knowledge or something.) I'm sick of the world around me. I'm sick of it all. Take me away! Lands and lands away!

Wait. Wait. Wait. What the.. something is that. Let's get a little intellectual here. Hmmm. OK, nevermind. Let's just yack about whatever. Damagh kharab!

So ahm, YEA! Here goes my yackity yack.

I discovered Yiruma. Listen to his unique art, it's beautiful.
i'm liking it.
I'm longing for a company of a philosopher.
i'm on a quest.
I'm ready to drink the ocean of knowledge.
i'm thirsty for it all.
I want a poet's touch, for
i'm a bundle of words; waiting to be scattered, and then organized.

(holly something!, I just wanted to introduce Yiruma here. I'm sure i'll land somewhere. Let it go on!)

Draw me the map to somewhere, for
i'm running out of time, im going nowhere.

I've done nothing because I tried doing it all.
i'm spaced-out, so just set me free,
once,
and for all.

I was wrecked. I'm repaired.
i'm better. and i'm beyond.
And I will be so. Keeping up, Going on.

See now, how those words just fell in their own, self-specified spots. (sigh) Really. One should expect anything and everything from life.

OK, im done. And I seriously dont feel like blogging these days. But that doesn't mean I'll stop blogging, simply because, all my life, I have learned to do the things that I don't feel like, and the things that don't please me. I've done them, and I continue to do them. Im so used to of it, that .. that im SICK OF IT to the utmost!!!
God help me persist, for life sometimes takes some unpleasant turns for our own betterment.

May be i'll extend that so-called poem. Hmmm. May be I will.

See ye later then!

WHERE WILL IT ALL END? -- probably somewhere near where it all began.
-- Ashley Brilliant

You're Wanted More Than You're Needed. Money, Yes You're It!

2006-04-08T17:12:00.000-06:00

Funny how money can control us. Sad how we let it control ourselves. How true that -- it's "the root of all evil", yet amazing how desperately it's desired.

Money, oh Money --
You've ruled us all, you've ruined it all.
Ragerdless of which, I want you all, I want you all.
Money -- Oh yes, the Money.
It is You. You're it

Reflection: When it's a question of money, everybody is of the same religion. -- Voltaire

Wisdom: The greatest wealth is to live content with little. -- Plato

Untitled.

2006-04-07T17:48:00.000-06:00

Compromises just might take you far in life, but they'll certainly take you far away from yourself.

Reflection: "The poor man is not he who is without a cent, but he who is without a dream.", Harry Kemp

Excuses. Excuses.

2006-04-02T18:43:00.000-06:00

"The following is a collection of "actual excuse notes from parents (including spelling)" from the Office of Educational Assessment at the University of Washington."

My son is under a doctor's care and should not take P.E. today. Please execute him.
Please excuse Lisa for being absent. She was sick and I had her shot.
Dear School: Please ekscuse John being absent on Jan. 28, 29, 30, 31,32, and also 33.
Please excuse Gloria from Jim today. She is administrating.
Please excuse Roland from P.E. for a few days. Yesterday he fell out of a tree and misplaced his hip.
John has been absent because he had two teeth taken out of his face.
Carlos was absent yesterday because he was playing football. He was hurt in the growing part.
Megan could not come to school today because she has been bothered by very close veins.
Please excuse Ray Friday from school. He has very loose vowels.
Please excuse Tommy for being absent yesterday. He had diarrhea and his boots leak.
Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his bust.
Please excuse Jimmy for being. It was his father's fault.
Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday. We forgot to get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it Monday, we thought it was Sunday.
Sally won't be in school a week from Friday. We have to attend her funeral.
My daughter was absent yesterday because she was tired. She spent a weekend with the Marines.
Please excuse Jason for being absent yesterday. He had a cold and could not breed well.
Please excuse Mary for being absent yesterday. She was in bed with gramps.
Gloria was absent yesterday as she was having a gangover.
Please excuse Burma, she has been sick and under the doctor.
Maryann was absent December 11-16, because she had a fever, sore throat, headache and upset stomach. Her sister was also sick, fever and sore throat, her brother had a low grade fever and ached all over. I wasn't the best either, sore throat and fever. There must be something going around, her father even got hot last night.

Kindly stolen from StrangePlaces.Net

Also check:
Physician Diagnosis
Instruction Labels on Consumer Goods
Haiku Error Messages

Go Berserk!

2006-03-30T18:14:00.000-07:00

Reflection: "If you want to win anything -- a race, yourself, your life -- you have to go a little berserk." George Sheehan

He Has a Point

2006-03-24T14:20:00.000-07:00

Dance, baby!

2006-03-22T20:59:00.000-07:00

Baby Loves to Dance!

.. taken from google video collection. I just thought it deserved a place on my blog. Enjoy!

You Know What?

2006-03-20T21:36:00.000-07:00

Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own ..

.. but that's ok.

If You're Happy And You Know It --

2006-03-16T19:51:00.001-07:00

If You're Happy And You Know It Bomb Iraq

If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.
If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.
If the terrorists are Saudi,
And your alibi is shoddy,
And your tastes remain quite gaudy,
Bomb Iraq.

If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.
If your mood is quite dejected, bomb Iraq.
If you think that SUVs,
Are the best thing since sliced cheese,
And your father you must please,
Bomb Iraq.

If the globe is quickly warming, bomb Iraq.
If the poor will soon be storming, bomb Iraq.
We assert that might makes right,
Burning oil is a delight,
For the empire we will fight,
Bomb Iraq.

If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.
If we think that someone's dissed us, bomb Iraq.
So to hell with the inspections,
Let's look tough for the elections,
Close your mind and take directions,
Bomb Iraq.

If corporate fraud is growin', bomb Iraq.
If your ties to it are showin', bomb Iraq.
If your politics are sleazy,
And hiding that ain’t easy,
And your manhood’s getting queasy,
Bomb Iraq.

Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.
For our might now knows no borders, bomb Iraq.
Disagree? We’ll call it treason,
It's the make war not love season,
Even if we have no reason,
Bomb Iraq.

-- John Robbins

The Perfect Mood ..

2006-03-07T20:21:00.000-07:00

An Innocent Effort ..

2006-03-06T19:02:00.000-07:00

.. to make him feel better. mmmm hmmm!

Untitled.

2006-03-04T09:33:00.000-07:00

Mein Jeena Chahta Hun -- WAJD

.. someone get me its mp3 :(

Escapa! Muahahahaha!

2006-02-28T14:58:00.000-07:00

.. I hate games. I do. There's a reason. Sometimes, they're just way too challenging (something those evil things are meant to be ..) , and I mean -- how dare they play with my temper! So what if I don't have enough stamina to put up with their craptaculars, they're not worth it. Stupid games. And those of you who know that I hate games and don't play them, tell ye what -- I still hate them. And out of that hatred, I've started to play with them too. So there, go celebrate Eid now!

Try that bloody Escapa!

Worth Quoting

2006-02-26T19:08:00.000-07:00

".. hum faislay karnay se ghabratay hain -- hum chahtay hain ke sub kuch buss yun hi chalta rahay, aur zindagi girtay pani ki tarhaan khud apna rasta banati jaye -- magar aisa nahin ho sakta .." -- Kaisay Kahoon

Achha Laga by AWS

Talk About My Major ..

2006-02-24T08:27:00.000-07:00

Recently, a blogger -- Fahad Majeed, decided to play (yes, play!) another one of those quizzes that are basically nothing more than a time killer (well -- ok .. some are actually interesting, and just might leave you with a thought or two..).
Here's my confession: I am one of those people who play those quizzes quite often. And no, it's not always out of boredome -- and we play them even when we don't have time to kill. (Hmmm .. I wonder what could be psychological explaination of this fixation, if there's one). Aaanyhow!
Here's a quiz that I discovered through Fahad's blog, and the results of which are interestingly accurate.

You scored as Psychology. You should be a Psychology major!

Psychology

100%

Philosophy

92%

Sociology

75%

English

75%

Linguistics

75%

Theater

67%

Journalism

67%

Anthropology

67%

Art

58%

Biology

58%

Chemistry

58%

Dance

42%

Engineering

42%

Mathematics

25%

What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
created with QuizFarm.com

So now, I really wonder about how I landed into the pharmaceutical world. And if I should become a pharmacist :|

PICTURE THIS!

2006-02-23T08:11:00.000-07:00

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was doing her best to try and persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
"Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or that's Michael, he's a doctor.'

A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."

I've Always Wondered ..

2006-02-22T11:56:00.000-07:00

.. why I decided to be a Pharmacy Technician? I was never fooled by the job description -- or .. was I? =|
Yet another one of those mysterious situations when you know what you're doing, but you jeeust don't know why you're doing it.

Gee, now I really wonder why I don't even know why I did what I did.

Like -- I seriously don't know. I. just. don't. know. :O

When I Look Back ..

2006-02-19T15:38:00.000-07:00

.. .. ..
Ellenie: So, what are the longterm plans?

Maria: I'm thinking.
Ellenie: It's something you've been doing for quite a while now, isn't it?
Maria: Yes.
Ellenie: You must've thought something? by now? no?
Maria: Yea but .. can't arrive at a decision. Still thinking.
Ellenie: Have you thought that all these years -- spent thinking, you could've put them into something better?
Maria: You're right. I could've just gone to university right after my highschool. Why did I go to college?
Ellenie: Matters not anymore. Leave it. Why don't you go to university -- become a pharmacist. And I thought you liked that profession anyway. Hmmm?
Maria: You know .. :-) Ellenie .. nevermind.
Ellenie: What's it saying now?
Maria: It's telling me that by the time I finish schooling, i'll be at least 27.
Ellenie: Why 27? :|
Maria: I'll be 22 when I start schooling, add five yrs of pharmacy schooling into it --
Ellenie: Yea, but Maria -- think about it. You'll be 27 anyway. Go to school, or don't go to school -- you're gonna get there one day.
Maria: Right. You're right.
Ellenie: So, what's the plan now?
Maria: I'm thinking!
Ellenie: Make the decision, already!

.. been thinking all along. You know -- my dad says, "If you think too much about anything, you'll never be able to make a decision -- not on your own at least. And just in case you do -- you'll never be satisfy with that decision. Therefore, do think, just not too much."

So now, it's been thought, and decided. And will remain unmodified -- until, unless Allah wishes otherwise.
Go to school, or don't go to school -- i'll be 27 anyway. And what else besides studying could I be doing all these years? I don't see a better option. I just dont wanna be working as a pharmacy tech. all my life, when really -- im capable of doing something better & beyond. (You see -- sometimes, when I do look back -- those words actually help)

She's going back to school. Next year. Insha'Allah.

(issi khushi mein aik cup chai ho jaye!)

Privacy, Please?

2006-02-16T11:56:00.000-07:00

Untitled.

2006-02-16T06:36:00.000-07:00

"Tumhari khirki se jo aasman nazar aata hai, woh tumhara hai. Aur jo aasman meri khirki se nazar aata hai, woh mera hai."

Kids View on Love

2006-02-15T22:11:00.000-07:00

.. and since the things are still all lovey-dovey around 'cuz of some obvious reasons, here we go:

Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs.
Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together.
If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.
When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But when you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more.
Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.
Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.
Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.
When you really love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. Peaople forget.

Sure, A Very Happy "Valentine's Day"

2006-02-14T21:57:00.000-07:00

Happy Valentine's Day!!,
originally uploaded by Supriya O.

.. appreciate the beauty of that rose.

"Gravity cannot be held responsible for people falling in love." -- Albert Einstein

.. and what, if not gravity, shall I call it -- when the second I saw it, my eyes forgot to blink.

Be Mine, Oye!

2006-02-13T18:24:00.000-07:00

.. and if not, let me know. So that I atleast have a backup.

*modified version*

Untitled.

2006-02-11T19:23:00.000-07:00

Blogsick Leave: January 30th to February 8th, 2006

2006-02-09T22:25:00.000-07:00

.. been a while since i've blogged. still dont really feel like blogging, but what the hell. i'll do. and oh, it wasn't really a blogsick leave, but yes, it was. before moving on to anything -- here's a very special 'thank you' to Raheel for bothering to wish me a 'happy' budday -- and also, the folks who continued on with the formality. heeh. You know, Raheel, you would've rocked even if you didnt wish me one -- shanks once again.

January 30th: Yea shit. there it went, another year of my life. left for New Jersey at 5:55 am. it was a special ride 'on' greyhound. never am i ever going to make that mistake again. a very special friend calls -- all the way from Lahore, and just like always, he was honoured to be the first person to wish me my birthday. and just after few hrs, when we reached the Canadian-American border, the best friend calls to wish -- aye haey, hamesha ki tarhaan deir kar di tu nai, kambakht!. we had a couple of transfers, but the trasfer that i was scared the most about was at Syracuse -- heard some bad stuff about it. It wasn't a transfer for passengers though, we had a change of drivers. I had to get off to use the washroom anyway. ok so! this new driver, he totally rocked! he made everyone laugh. "Hello everyone, this is your driver ______, i'll be your driver all the way to NY. Just a couple of things that i'd like to go over: If you have to use the washroom -- there's actually one at the very left corner of this bus, and thank you for the bonus if you do use it. Since im the driver, i have my own rules -- cell phones are ok, but if it's my wife on the phone, I am NOT HERE! Absolutely no smoking, and no, not even in the washroom. Same goes with the alcohol -- well, unless you agree to share your beer with me. If you have kids with you, please assist them on board, as they get really angry when they get themselves locked in the washroom and I get them out. We will have a 20 min stop at a Macdonald's, you're more than welcomed to bring the food with you. I dont clean the bus, and so I dont care! It is a 5 hrs drive to NY and we are expected to be there on time. (pause) You know that was a joke, right? Well folks, that is all. Thanks for being here, and have a wonderful ride."
16 hrs later since we got into the bus -- from Kitchener, there I was -- at Port Authority (Manhattan). absolutely disgusting. not a single normal person. felt like I was surrounded by psychos. got home, met my beloveds. met the bride-to-be (who's my cousin, btw) after almost 7 yrs -- enjoyed the feeling. Slept at 3 am. (received a lot of b'day text msgs, thanks people)

January 31st: couldnt sleep well. got up at 8. everyone was sleeping. they got up at 11. had breakfast. headed for bride-to-be's shadi shopping at the famous Oak Tree rd. stopped for a chaat at Bombay Talk. eugh, they put the bananas in it. "sorry sir, ghalti se dal gaya tha" pagal log. shopped 'til 8 or so in the evening. got home, talked, slept.

February 1st: did some dholki decorations in the basement. discussed the nasty family politics. got an inspiring lecture on shadi from the bride-to-be. slept at 3:30 ish. got up at 11. did we go out for shopping that day? dont really remember. naw, i dont think so. we had a lady over, she gave a dars (on shadi, of course). we served dinner. and then we had a dholki. it was a dholki, unlike any other. no ganay, no dholak. slept at 2 ish.

February 2nd: bride-to-be's birthday. ("I was born on Feb 2nd, and got married on Feb 3rd" haha) Groom text msg's to wish the bride -- a very happy b'day. officially, we got up at 10. the bride-to-be and I were dropped off at the parlor. the bride-to-be got her mehndi work done -- took 5 hrs, had a lunch break, wasn't too bad. got home. bride-to-be's in laws arrived in NJ, they were coming over for dinner. mano was exhausted, but had to host the party, no excuses. got ready. received the guests. talked a bit. and went back upstairs to sit with the bride-to-be. guarded at the bride's room for an hr or so -- in laws werent permitted in to see the bride-to-be. the groom-to-be flew the day before and so wasn't accompanying the rest of the family -- he was outing with his friends. we called. he still wouldn't come over. we lied, "bride says she wont eat 'til you come" the groom goes, "aisee baat hai tou mein aa jata houn" he was comin', yay! the in-laws said they wont eat 'til they see the bride. so .. we let them. in the mean while, the groom was here. everybody ate. and before they got up to leave, we invited the groom to pay a visit to our guest-khana aka our basement. he came, we fed him. the cake i meant. but it wasnt done yet. he was told that if he wants to leave and be at the shadi tomorrow, he'd have to pay $9000. and of course, we knew that we'd never get that amount outta his wallet. we went down to $5000, still alot? hmm. we went down to $4000. he makes a phone call to his friend named 'jaan' for money, and what d'you know. woh bhi kanglay niklay. and all their men started coming up with the excuses: "yaar meri jaib cut gayee thee", "meri bhi", "abay haan, aaj meray saath bhi yehi hua", "abay yaar, pehlay batatay, hum saray paisay Atlantic city mein haar gayai", "yaar, toll de de kar hum tou kanglay ho gayai", "chal yaar, tou apna coat utar, mein apni ghari utarta houn -- aur thora cash tou sub ke paas hai hee -- de ke jaan chhurwao." we werent gonna let go. the groom couldnt take it anymore "yaar, kuch karo, mujhay nikalo yahan se" haha. poor guy. and poor us -- all the yellin' screamin', all the hard work, the exhaustion that lasted for almost an hr. we ended up getting $500. we let go him. went upstairs. shared the dastaan with the bride-to-be. and she felt sorry for the groom. what the ..? went to bed at 1 ish. talked with the bride-to-be 'til 3 ish. slept.

February 3rd: they became a husband and a wife. forget the account of whatever else happened that day.
February 4th: got up at 9. got ready. went to pick up the newly weds at hotel. tried to make it for breakfast. got lost. made it for lunch at Tangra Masala. Yumm, delicious food there. headed for airport after lunch. hugged the beloved bride. and there she went her way -- to start her brand new life, with a brand new stranger, at a brand new place, in a brand new way -- with all the typical best wishes, in a brand new way.

February 5th: saw NY, and didn't like it.

February 6th: headed back for home, sweet home.

enough said.

The Power of Knowledge

2006-01-27T07:01:00.000-07:00

One-of-a-kind Memoir

2006-01-26T22:23:00.000-07:00

What is a 'memoir'?
According to our all-time-fav. dictionary dot com, it's "an account of the personal experiences of an author."

When readers go out and decide to purchase a book that's basically 'categorzied' as a memoir -- what's on their mind?
That they're going to read the personal encouners of the author, of course. And aslo that it is something that's reasonable -- well, reasonable as in .. something that's possible, something that's believable, and not something like, "I had two root-canals without anesthesia", for e.g.
Aha! now you know where im heading with this all, Eh?

Alright then. Without any further due, let's get to 'it'.

You know, it just might be possible for a person to have a root-canal without anesthesia, but that's very rare -- almost impossible. A person who admits (and then denies?) that he had "two root-canals without anesthesia" is, at this particular event, no other than the author of one of the 'famous' -- controversial, skeptical memoirs, James Frey. I havent read his memoir, but as heard, he admits experiencing so. And I mean, that's not the only lie, there was more.

It was only today, that I, and hundrends and thousands of people (who didnt already know), found out about him and his so-called memoir: A Million Little Pieces, after watching this special episode of Oprah Winfery Show, which by the way, was a live broadcast.
I didn't watch the whole episode, but watched only enough to learn about the man and his memoir (as he calls it).

Please read on, as Oprah lashes out at James Frey!

Oprah Feels Duped, Frey Admits Lying (Source: ABC.net)
"I really feel duped, but more importantly, I feel that you betrayed millions of readers."

OPRAH WINFREY: Do you see the mistakes as lies? Because you--you--you know, I think I made a mistake. I think I made a mistake by leaving the impression that the truth doesn't matter, because that's not how I look. I think that's a mistake. I don't think I lied. So do you think you lied, or do you think you made a mistake?
JAMES FREY: I--I think probably both.

A sometimes angry, sometimes tearful Winfrey asked Frey why he "felt the need to lie."

My fav: In the face of Winfrey's angry interrogation, Frey admitted that the Smoking Gun's version of events "was pretty accurate," and even said the site "did a good job" in exposing his lies.

He confessed that he did not spend 87 days behind jail as he claimed in the book, but only a few hours as the Smoking Gun had suggested, and he admitted that he did not remember whether he had actually undergone two root canals without pain medication as he described in a searing scene.

And a huge credit of the amazing expositions goes to:

Live-Blogging the Live Feed: Gawker also Do Not Piss Off the Oprah

A Milliom Little Lies: Exposing James Frey's Fiction Addiction

So the next time when you're buying a memoir, it's ok to be a little skeptical!

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2006-01-24T15:35:00.000-07:00

Elections Canada

2006-01-24T12:56:00.000-07:00

So. Here we are. Here's our (new) Canada with a new PM, Stephen Harper -- leader of the Conservative Party Of Canada.

It's gonna take me a while to accept him as my PM -- he's not "the prime minister for all of us", some of us may be, but not all. And does it matter? Wait and watch -- it is, afterall, a minority government.
It's gonna take him a lot to prove that he's indeed a better choice for Canadians -- he'll have to stand for the Canadians and prove that we're not, and never will be, like our American cousins. We'll not let our Canada turn into the "United States of Bush" -- NEVER!

Peace to all.

Heer & Ranjha: Honeymooning?

2006-01-22T16:16:00.000-07:00

(Sub Bhula Kai by Call plays on while she writes it away ..)

Before setting up the drama here, ladies and gentlemen, I'd like you to take a few minutes to learn a bit about the place where it is to take place. Also, on a note that, the content on this specific post, is an extract of its author's purely fictional notion -- very imaginary, quite ~~romanticized.~~ The characters and the events portrayed are non-existent, or at least, at this point they are. It, however, could serve an unknown purpose.

Get set for a splendid voyage to the amazing realm -- beyond the bliss, above the worlds (intended exaggeration, but -- )

Located in Thessaly, in northern Greece, the Meteora Monasteries are a man made wonder built upon a natural geological wonder. The word meteora means "suspended in the air" which is very appropriate given that the monasteries sit precariously on top of a massive rock outcrop. -- the great outdoors

Read more:

Magical Journeys
Clifftop Monasteries of Meteora, Greece
Meteora -- History
Suspended in the Air
Travel Photos
Greek Landscapes

Characters: Heer & Ranjha
Setting: The washroom, The kitchen, Meteora, Greece.

(It's Ranjha's turn to clean the washroom today -- he's cleaning the washroom, and there enters his Heer.)

Heer: You know, yaar, even with those underpants and t-shirt today, you're the finest-looking guy i've ever seen.

(Ranjha while scrubbing the washroom floor ..)

Ranjha: Gee, I wonder why (rolling his eyes)

Heer: (chuckles) No, seriously --

Ranjha: Mmmm Hmmm. Waisay, it's your turn to look sexy tomorrow. Tomorrow, you'll be sitting here and scrubbing the floor. khi khi khi.

Heer: O-kay O-kay. When you're done, come see me in the kitchen. Got a plan, yay!

(Heer leaves ..)

Ranjha: A plan? Her plan? :O Uh-oh!

(Few minutes past. Ranjha enters the kitchen, and there she is -- standing by the stove. Smiling at her final product for lunch)

Ranjha: So, what's the plan?

Heer: We're going to Meteora, Greece for --

(Ranjha cuts her off)

Ranjha: YOU'RE GOING?! Sounds great, yaar! Take your time, enjoy the trip! :D

Heer: (finishes her sentence) .. OUR HONEYMOON!!! >_<

Ranjha: Oh.

Heer: What .. ?

Ranjha: Since you're not gonna give me that biryani if i say 'no' .. THAT'S OK, WE'LL GO, HAVE LOTSAA FUN and ..

Heer: And what? AND WHAT? :D

Ranjha: and im HUNGRY!

(Heer and Ranjha are now in Greece. Standing at a clifftop -- while their eyes set on the beauty of those amazing monasteries)

Heer: Wow -- arent those something.

Ranjha: Yea, those are rocks.

Heer: :@ You know something --

Ranjha: Hmmm?

Heer: Lets go up there.

Ranjha: C'mon now. Up there? Why would you wanna go there now?

Heer: So that I can push you off the cliff!! Heeh :D Kidding. I ah .. just wanna see if my Ranjha loves me enough to jump off the cliff for me.

Ranjha: Oh yea?

Heer: :D

(A small pause)

Ranjha: Hey --

Heer: Yea?

Ranjha: Aren't you gonna join me in this suicidal-honeymoon?

Heer: (gulps) Me ..?

Ranjha: C'mon. Why not. Isn't it "our honeymoon", afterall?

(Heer looks at him, they laugh, and went off to inhale the beauty, of the miraculous monasteries of Meteora.)

My, Myself, & That Third Person

2006-01-19T20:42:00.000-07:00

turned off. burnt off. on the verge of destruction. yes, let's call it that.

I just dont understand, I simply dont get her psyche. Why -- why does she have to think too much, too much that the thoughts even give up on her? -- and I mean, one the smallest, negligible things -- things that dont even matter? Why not just go with the flow and let the things be sometimes, why not? Why does she have to be extra cautious at ALL TIMES?
I know.
It's the insecurity within, she's insecure in her ownself! That's her disease. More like a disorder, that, if she does or doesnt do the things in a certain way, they'll go wrong -- the dilemma of dilemmas.
You're an unresolved, flawed, flustered, and a highly intellectual mind. An insecure, self-lacking, and an imperct humanbeing.

that's right. a humanbeing is all you are. now bugger off!

Take a LOOK!

2006-01-18T11:21:00.000-07:00

The Best Photos of 2005 -- TIME Magazine.

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2006-01-17T19:11:00.000-07:00

She Quotes

2006-01-16T15:41:00.000-07:00

Unlocking The Hidden Dimensions Of Life

Every life is a book of secrets, ready to be opened. The secret of perfect love is found there, along with the secrets of healing, compassion, faith, and the most elusive one of all: who we really are. We are still mysteries to ourselves, despite the proximity of these answers, and what we most long to know remains lodged deep inside.
We are looking for a personal break through, a turning point, a revelation that brings with it new meaning.

Opening The Book Of Secrets

The greatest hunger in life is not for food, money, success, status, security, sex, or even love from the opposite sex. Time and again people have achieved all of these things and wound up still feeling dissatisfied -- indeed, often more dissatisfied than when they began.
The deepest hunger in life is a secret that is revealed only when a person is willing to unlock a hidden part of the self.

You have to swim far out beyond shallow waters, plunge deep into yourself, and search patiently until the pearl beyond price is found. The pearl is also called essence.

Transformation means radical change of form, the way a caterpillar transforms into a butterfly. In human terms, it means turning fear, aggression, doubt, insecurity, hatred, and emptiness into their opposites.

One thing we know for certain: The secret hunger that gnaws at people's souls has nothing to do with externals like money, status, and security. It's the inner person who craves meaning in life, the end of suffering, and answers to the riddles of love, death, the soul, good and evil.

When you are living the truth of one reality, every secret reveals itself without effort or struggle.

Finding the hidden dimensions in yourself is the only way to fulfill your deepest hunger.

On some days everything goes right.
On some days everything goes wrong.
At certain moments you feel absorbed into the rhythm of nature.
At some moments you feel as if you disappear into the sky or the ocean.
Sometimes you know that you have always been there.

There is not time but now.

From The Book Of Secrets by Deepak Chopra

The Zoo!

2006-01-15T21:11:00.000-07:00

Come. I invite you to the zoo. (Click 'em to enlarge)

Friday, January the 13th: Their beautiful way of saying 'farewell'.

Friday the 13th: A Defined Bullshit.

2006-01-13T19:00:00.000-07:00

A Friday occurring on the 13th day of any month is considered to be a day of bad luck in many superstitions around the globe. -- Wiki (Read more bullshit)

Today, Friday the 13th, I've made one of the most sagacious decisions of my life.
Today, Friday the 13th, was my chosen day to be the last day at work. I resigned from the job.
And TODAY, Friday the 13th, marks a brand new beginning of my brand new life.

Today, Friday the 13th, is one of the few most happiest days of my life. Today, is Friday the 13th.

Today, Friday the 13th, should get a better definition.

Cute.

2006-01-06T06:23:00.000-07:00

.. at the pharmacy

An rx for twin brothers -- same symptoms, same illness, same medication:

T: Are these together?
M: Yes -- they're for twin brothers *sighs* just cute, isn't it?
T: What?
M: Well, I meant the twins.
T: You've seen them?
M: No no, but im speaking of twins in general -- it's just so cute -- it's .. it's .. IT'S A TWIN TWIN .. of everything.
T: haha, I know what you mean.
M: .. I'd love to have twins.
T: Yea, so when both of them are crying, the daddy can comfort one and mummy the other.
M: True. Well, you know .. the triplets would be even better. Heehee.
T: No, you see, with triplets, if all of 'em start crying at the same time, which they do -- who would you comfort then?
M: Then .. *sighs* you'd comfort yourself.
T: Hahaha.

.. off to work.

Untitled.

2006-01-04T19:42:00.000-07:00

RIS ' 05 -- PIX!

2006-01-02T16:05:00.000-07:00

.. decided not to put up the pictures I took at RIS (they're nothing compared to the ones I came across on the www -- *sighs* Didnt know that operating a camera would come this difficult to moi :| > You can check out the flickr anyway =D)

Aaaanyway, here's some RIS schtuff-- *enzoy!

Native DeenRaihanNajam SherazSami Yusuf

Taken by: HiMY SYeD
More schtuff by HiMY SYeD: Reviving the Islamic Spirit '05 , P h o t o p i a

Another beauty that HiMY SYed caught on the Boxing Day '05:^Click me, yo!
Boxing day 2005 turned all upside down -- Eaton Centre

A write-up on RIS: Why RIS is better than ISNA or ICNA conventions

The Spiritual Revival @ RIS '05

2005-12-30T23:45:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum,

All praise is to Allah -- The Creator, The All-knower.

Yea yea, it's me again. And who else but me would you see on this blog anyway? Doesn't this blog belong to moi afterall? Hmm? God, you creatures! (rather) GOD, you creatures of him -- absolutely gorgeous!

Coming back to the track.

So I was saying that i'm back -- not only to the world of blogging, but back in my town, back at my place, and most of all -- back to my beloved laptop. Actually, I did take it with me, but there was a separate charge for the connection at the hotel, and so I said, bugger off! I can live without it. Which, to be honest, I really can't. No, I mean I can and I did, but it was difficult. Heeh. =D
I actually got back here on the night that the convention ended. Remember? the convention? If not, then you must stop reading this at this very instant and read the previous entry, NOW!

It was a beautiful, not-so-chilly morning of Saturday, December 24th, 2005. The convention started on the day before, but we couldn't make it there on that day, so we left the town Sat. morning.
The whole event, including the concert that followed the convention, was to end on Monday, December the 26th. And we decided not to drive back and forth, so we booked a room at Westin Harbour Castle. Now, luxurious as it sounds, it was, afterall, a four-starred hotel. (While we could've just stayed anywhere -- really, just a matter of night it was. I guess we just wanted the add-up of $700 to make the numbers look even -- something, we shouldn't have done -- bad mistake, bad!)

Note: This entry will get all the length it requires, as it must include all the possible details -- as per the requests of many. If, at any point, you feel exhausted or sick (which you really shoudn't be), please feel free to take a walk -- take your eyes elsewhere and relax, just relax -- ok? Be sure that, this place will be open to anyone, at anytime. Unless .. well, you know?
And once again, if you're a bit lost, or lost completely -- visit Reviving the Islamic Spirit to get an idea of what i'm talking about.

We arrived in Toronto, safe and sound. Did not go to the hotel directly, as we were running behind the program schedule anyway. Now, the speakers -- I am not going to write about what each and every one of those speakers talked about, as I don't even remember much. I, however, with all due respect, am putting up a link here, so that you all may go ahead and read about these great people =)

Speakers @ Reviving the Islami Spirit 2005

PS. and I gotta mention this: The personality that I was most inspired by, at that event is Shaykh Hamza Yusuf. Never have I ever been so inpired by anyone in my life -- or at least, I dont remember being this much inspired. Everytime I hear him, I see him -- there's a light, there's a hope, there's that inspiration -- and life only seems to get better, and better.
He decided to accept Islam at the age of 17, and HE DID! And I mean seriously, how many teenage boys are out there, that, at the age of 17 think about the spiritual and religious stuff. I havent seen one, not here at least. All i've seen them thinking and doing is either how-to-look-cool (oh pardon me, cool with a 'k' actually) or how-to-get-a-gf. Et cetera.

The topic, by the way, of this year's convention was 'Islamic Civilization'.

Now, here are a few points from some of those scholars that really inspired me (in different ways):

Money is a magnifier of what's inside you -- if what's inside you is good, it will magnify it -- respectively, if what's inside you is evil, it will magnify that as well.

Allah has left us with two things, that if we follow .. we'll never be misguided: one: his book, two: his sunnah.

The most difficult translation is translating the language of Heart.

If you don't know where you're going, any road will take you there.

Islam (indeed) is the most glorious civilization in human history.

(I was planning on taking some more notes, but I fell asleep in the midst of many speeches on the second day, as I didn't have a good night sleep)

Now, the opinion -- my opinion on the convention -- overall, including the concert.

The convention was indeed a great success (in numbers at least), and as heard, about seventeen thousand (17, 000) people showed up.
There's gotta be at least over 200 volunteers, and all of which, had been under the training for several months, and did an outsanting job to make the convention a big success.
There was a lot of PDA -- in quite civilized ways. (too bad, I cant demonstrate)

I'd now like to conclude this entry by saying that, the convention was indeed a spiritual revival for many souls -- and it sure did achieve its purpose. There's a lot that one can learn just by going to such conventions/conferences, and it was simply so amazing -- so amazing that i'm already looking forward to the next one, not only that, but i'd like to volunteer my energy into it.

Best moment at the convention: At the end of the 2nd day, after Shaykh Hamza Yusuf's speech, a non-muslim guy, named James, came up on the stage, and said that he'd like to take shahada -- he took shahada, and within a minute, he became Br. James. =) Next day, my brother had a chance to talk to James, he said that he had been friends with a muslim guy for 16 yrs now, and he had no idea that he'd come up on the stage, and take shahada with the shaykh.
Now, to the concert: These are the people who came: Native Deen, Raihan, Najam Sheraz, Sami Yusuf.
And all of 'em were just fine! Well .. except for Najam -- he doesn't belong to such events (laughs) really.

Best thing I bought at the convention: I bought a book called 'Scattered Pictures' by Imam Zaid Shakir, and the best thing about the book is that, it's signed by him. Yay! =D (I have yet to read it ..)

Now, the part that all of you have been waiting for. THE PICTURES!! that's right, the pictures, that aren't even mine, that weren't even taken from my camera. No no, I did catch some on my camera, just that they're uploaded on my brother's computer. Will get them soon, 'til then, indulge the sight with these:

The room where we stayed. The scenery outside was just killing! On one side there were all 4/5 starred hotels and you could see the CN tower too, while on the other side, there was a lake.
Note: once again, it's not taken by my camera.
One of the meeting areas in the hotel (which I never got to see in-person) =( I wanted to stay at that hotel forever.

Ah yes, the restaurant, and ze bar =D

Reviving the Islamic Spirit Convention: Shaykh Hamza addresses the topic, "Reviving the Spirit of al-Andalus."
The speech that got me so inspired, so inpired that I just wanted to listen to him the whlole night, too bad -- the evening had to end. But you know what, as soon as we reached the hotel, he was sitting in the MAIN LOBBY, meaning, HE WAS STAYING AT THE SAME HOTEL. Too bad, I couldnt go upto him and talk to him about how I felt after listening to his speech, 'cuz he was sitting with other shuyukh.

Reviving or Devising -- Who Knows.

2005-12-23T18:19:00.000-07:00

Fellow bloggers, precious readers, and other beloved(s),

First of all, how's everyone doin'? Good? Bad? Bleh? I'm doin' fantabulous, that's 'cause im doin' it all! Alhamdulillah!
I think that's it for the formalities for now. I mean .. why the hell should I care how y'all doin', whether you're happy or not, or .. or you've taken shower or not? -- y' know? Why should I?! hmmm -- now, isn't that some question to ask eh?
Love is the answer -- an answer to all of it -- it's the answer to the questions that aren't even asked, some questions that are yet to exist. Love .. sure is the answer, an answer better than any other.

Love isn't my subject of focus in this particular entry. And what the subjet of focus is, or should be .. that, im not too sure of. But! let the hands type those words away.

Ah yes, it has been a while since i've written something .. something diversed? unusual? something that doesn't talk about 'babies', rather, talks about a different world of different things, different people, a different me, may be? A world beyond that cute 'world of babies'.

Let's cover the latest happenings and upcomings.

Christmas is almost here. Today was my last day at work before holidays. It was good, the whole staff was in Christmas Jazz -- totally! The crew at pharmacy, and the people around me -- I mean just about everyone around, either wished me a wonderful Christmas or "happy holidays" -- and oh, this one staff member actually gave me a lottery ticket as a Christmas present. Not that it's allowed in Islam, not that I care to win or lose, but gotta play it once!And now that she's taught me how to play it as well -- I so am -- Jeeust for phun!

Warning: This post just might come as an absolute, untained exposition of my dangerously vulnerable hypocritical nature -- and if it does, I'd expect you to figure the grounds as well, and if you can't -- then forget it --jeeust forget it.

Moving on.

I do have plans for my days off. I'm going to attend this one convention that takes place every year in Toronto. A convention that revives the islamic spirit in many souls, a convention that's in accordance to its ideas, named as Reviving the Islamic Spirit. To learn more about the convention, and the concert (presenting Najam Sheraz, Sami Yusuf, Raihan, and more) that follows it, visit the website.

Insha'Allah, I will be leaving early morning tomorrow, and will try to update my blog as the moments act along. If you're not interested, don't bother to read. And if you are, do share the insight, as I expect you just might have one.
Now, there are a lot of negative things that i've heard regarding this convention, positive too -- but I will not base my opinion on any of those comments, rather, im going to try to set my ground on the basis of my personal experience -- which, might be some good ones, might be not-so-good ones. It all begins tomorrow!

Not too sure why I wanna attend the convention, but I believe that my soul sure does need some revitalization of "islamic spirit", as does it need some outing. So, let the body shift, and shift with its pure soul. And .. ah .. Allah knows the best.

Im currently listening to: Tere Bina by Fuzon.

How to Make a Baby: Simple, Easy, Painfree?

2005-12-20T20:04:00.000-07:00

Untitled.

2005-12-18T15:24:00.000-07:00

Smile -- Under Research.

2005-12-17T14:01:00.000-07:00

Announcement of the day: I declare WWW my all time fav. toy -- a toy that keeps me going with its infinite (crapticized?) wisdom. While ago, during my surf, I found that ..

Some researches are busy researching smiles, well a smile. A smile -- widely known as 'Enigmatic Smile', to be more accurate. It's a smile of Mona Lisa -- a very famous painting by a very famous artist Leonardo da Vinci.
Lately, Mona Lisa's been all over in the news:
Mona Lisa's enigmatic smile has intrigued viewers for centuries and now researchers claim they have unlocked the secret behind it.

A computer analysis of the Leonardo da Vinci masterpiece has found that she is 83 per cent happy, 9 per cent disgusted, 6 per cent fearful and 2 per cent angry. To continue reading from that specific source, check here.

Some other sources had similar things to say:

EFY Times, Mona was no moaner

To read more about Mona Lisa, visit here

Now, I don't understand the reason behind the research on a smile -- a smile that .. that .. is nothing but a painting?
Now, all you smile researchers, tell me if im happy or not, here's the smile:

The Stress: Does Things to Me.

2005-12-14T04:57:00.000-07:00

When Hope Becomes Hopeless ..

2005-12-06T19:33:00.000-07:00

When nothing goes right,
when days become night,
when hope becomes hopeless,
when goals get dim,
When the dreams you have begin to shatter.
When life in front of you seems like a battle
And everything begins to rattle,
When you get numb about anything that happens to you,
When someone tries to shatter you
Hence, when nothing turns right,
just remember there is always going to be a ray of light,
That will guide you all the way through.
So keep your patience and calm and nothing shall be harmed
Trust and believe in yourself.
Where there is will there is a way.

By Gouri Sharma

haey haey

2005-12-04T11:12:00.000-07:00

Yet another one of my shaers -- expressing the present reality in a simply perplexed manner. Enjoy.

Baezaar hai baitaab hai
Zindagi ka her saaz be-saaz hai

Aur hum iss waqt sun rahay hain: Agar Tum Mil Jao -- Movie 'Zeher'

One of those moments ..

2005-11-27T17:05:00.000-07:00

M: I want a baby!

S: Khariyat? All of a sudden ..?
M: I dont know, I just want one real bad!
S: Ya but .. there's gotta be a reason, or is it just ..?
M: I think I want to experience love in its most purest form.
S: What do you mean ..?
M: I dont know!
S: Sure you do :P
M: Ok, may be I do, but I cant explain it. I just want a kid! my own kid!
S: Sure. You gotta have a BIG baby first though :P
M: Erm. Ok.

One of those chemical rushes that give you an instant hype up, and eventually get secreted in the sweat by the end of the day. It, however, reserves its place in your memory reservoir -- for you to remember and laugh it away by saying: One of those moments .. ah yes, one of those moments.

Doesn't mean that I changed my mind -- I still want one. I just gotta start it from Step no. 1.

Gone with the music: Neelay Neelay Ambar Par -- Nitin Bali

Mast FM 103 -- A True Story.

2005-11-24T20:45:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time -- in a not-so-small city, then and now known as the City of Kitchener (Ontario, Canada), there lived two young women named Sana and Maria -- who, happened to be the best friends. Friends who were extreme day-dreamers, mad pharmacy technicians (as oppose to scientists) came up with the wildest ideas, had a passionate love for Pakistan (and to be specific, Karachi), and who, with their outrageously preoccupied minds -- had an exquisite life planned head. And they knew .. they sure were one-of-a-kind.

Maria had been living in Canada for 4+ years and Sana .. even longer. The life in Canada, despite of its high-quality, did not please them much -- both were young, charming (cute cute see), happily unmarried, educated, had a professional job, earning some good bucks, and had almost all of those things that they thought would make their life somewhat lively -- if not much, but .. as it happened, that wasn't the case. I mean .. they did realize that they were blessed in many ways and they sure held loyalty towards Canada 'cause they were, afterall, Canadians as much as they were Pakistanis. But .. somethings were missed, and missed badly -- things that Canada couldn't provide for them. So there, it all began -- a struggle for their survival in this infinitely tricky and amazingly artifical world. The first step was: find stuff that would make them feel like being home, release their stress, and keep'em going 'til they finally hit their highway -- highway-excitement -- a journey on the road towards their one-of-a-kind life. (Literally, it would've been a journey in the air, inside the airplane -- towards Karachi, Pakistan. That's where the real plans were to take place, Insha'Allah). So anyway .. it had begun!

This one day -- Maria comes online and Sana messages here. So there they were, having the all-time same 'ol boring conversation. After a while, Sana mentions that she came across this exciting radion station on the internet -- LIVE FROM KARACHI!

Both friends then started listening to that radio Mast FM 103 -- it wasn't too much of a fun or an entertainment at first, but as few days passed by, and they discovered more and more DJ's, it got crazy, rather, at times -- it felt more like an obsession -- an obsession of listening to the DJ's that were the most entertaining, full of fun, masti, and what not! And that included DJ Azhar and DJ/Dr. Yasir.
Then, somedays .. Maria would attack on the guest book at Mast103, and somedays .. the conversation between two friends would be somewhat like...

(Conversation removed)

And so, the story went on .. Sana and Maria had developed this almost-obsession of listening to Mast FM 103 everyday, they felt better, and before they knew it -- the life has taken an amazing turn into future. And nobody -- not a single soul knows about it, because, that turn as off this moment, remains a Minigma -- an enigma until resolved.

Now, who has time to unravel that now -- I gotta go to work tomorrow. See ya!

P.S The content above is based on an eye-witness' account, rather, it's based on her personal encounters, rather, it's her own story!

*Addiotion/Edit-ion/updat-ion*

Ok no, nobody's a dumbass -- nobody.

I have an admission to make .. The statement "Men fall in love with their eyes, and women fall in love with their ears." makes a lot more sense now.

Lesson420

2005-11-23T20:18:00.000-07:00

If you can't take a joke -- don't be one!

Untitled.

2005-11-20T18:06:00.000-07:00

... the shaer that took birth inside my head, few minutes ago.

Ajeeb se hai yeh Dastan-e-Hayat bhi
Ke bina kuch samjhay ..hum samajh jayen sub kuch

Actually, this was the original version -- I decided to modify it:

Na samnajh ke bhi samajh jayen sub kuch

Aisee hee hai yeh Dastan-e-Hayat kuch

P.S I aint no shayer.

$ Bloody $

2005-11-19T09:38:00.000-07:00

The Peacekeeper.

2005-11-16T19:25:00.000-07:00

Rock Bottom -- Msn

2005-11-10T20:35:00.000-07:00

The term "rock bottom" is often used to describe the point at which a person with an addiction is forced to acknowledge that he or she has a problem - which can lead to their seeking help. But where is rock bottom? And how do people get there?

Wende Wood points out that "rock bottom" is a subjective term. For one person, losing everything may mean losing a marriage or their home, while for another becoming homeless is not yet the end. And what rock bottom looks like will naturally depend on what someone had as a starting point. Additionally, Wood explains that it is a common misconception that one needs to arrive at the so-called bottom before reaching for help - often various opportunities occur along the way where the person is open to receiving or asking for help.

Sam Waldner explains that often the person with the addiction needs to start feeling the pain from the consequences of their actions before he or she can start making changes. The process of feeling the pain is a lengthy one, as the pain often serves as a stimulus to start one's self-defense mechanisms. These protect and maintain one's self-esteem (through the denial that one is an addict), allowing one to rationalize and continue with the behaviour. In many cases, the loss of, or prospect of losing, a relationship or something of similar value can often help the person to recognize that there is a problem. Legal charges or an arrest (e.g., for possession of illegal drugs or driving under the influence) can also contribute to this awareness.

Waldner emphasizes that typically the person needs to hear a repeated message (with specific observations) from family and friends that they are seeing a problem. While this information will likely not serve as an immediate stimulus to seek help, the repetition of the overall message can help to counter the "powerful and long-maintained" element of denial.

Visit: Addictions Close Up

Random.

2005-11-06T15:48:00.000-07:00

Islamic Barbie >> She has no bikinis and no boyfriend. But in just two years the Syrian-created Fulla doll has edged out Barbie to become the middle east's top selling doll. Like Barbie, she's fashion-obsessed, with a vanity set, even a dream home. But as Nahlah Ayed reports, Fulla's manufacturer is hoping her modest proportions and lack of boyfriend will encourage Muslim and Arab girls worldwide to embrace her as one of their own.

Muslims assemble for prayers at the Jama Masjid mosque in New Delhi, India, Friday, Nov. 4, celebrating Eid al-Fitr, marking the end of Ramadan. (AP Photo/Manish Swarup)

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An Official Eid Mubarak from Heer & Ranjha of 2005.

2005-11-03T19:39:00.000-07:00

Now, let us all disregard my previous posts regarding Eid -- and have a brand new celebration, beginning right from the chaand raat.

Wednesday, November the 2nd:
The moon was sighted -- apparently(not), therefore, today -- November the 3rd, 2005, we, the muslim residents of the city of Kitchener and Waterloo (Canada) have celebrated Eid-ul-fitr -- Alhamdulillah.
I would like to wish everybody who has already, and is going to celebrate Eid tomorrow -- A very blessed and peaceful Eid. May Allah bless you all.
And now, I present to you, another -- brand new episode of our series -- Heer and Ranjha in 2005. This time, i've eliminated the idea of "unknown connection", rather -- you'll see something unusual. Im not too creative with this -- just floating with the *instant* idea -- try to follow along.

Heer and Ranjha 2005 -- Connection Enabled

Characters:Heer and Ranjha
Setting: Heer and Ranjha, standing on their chhut (roof?) -- the atmosphere around is very romantic, and they have their eyes set on the sky.
Scene: Heer and Ranjha, trying to sight the Eid moon.

Heer: Do you see it?
Ranjha: I see it every day and every night.
Heer: (blushing)

Pause. Nobody talks for a while ..

Heer: (changes the topic -- completely!) Waisay .. yeh mohabbat dil se kyun hoti hai -- dimagh se kyun nahin?
Ranjha: (looks at her .. smiles) Kyun ke .. (pauses) Kyun ke dil baewaqoof hota hai ..

Both laugh hysterically, forget about the chaand .. and the song plays on:

Tum khwaabon si tasweer
Mein Raanjha houn tu meri Heer
Tumhain dil mein basaa loon
Palkon mein chhupaa loon
Dunya se churaake tumhain apna banaa loon
Jeevan ki ho tum taqdeer
Mein Raanjh houn tu meri Heer ...

(Listen to Ranjha Heer by Ali Haider: Here)

Chaand tou dikha nahin, magar committee ki not-so-muttafiqa-raee ke mutabiq, kul Eid manaye jaye gee. Eid Mubarak to all.

Love,

Heer and Ranjha.

For the previous episodes of Heer and Ranjha 2005, click the links below:

Connection-Unknown (Heer and Ranjha in 2005)
Connection-Unknown (Heer and Ranjha in 2005)

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The content above is a pure extract of the (non-fictious?!) imaginations of the author of this blog -- it, however, could be a portrayal of her real life. The events are made up, but her expressions are from deep within and very true.