Emos all around

Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, everywhere you see, there is some emo in your newsfeeed or timeline. They say that I don't know about it. Dude, I have been through much worse. You don't know the pain of losing brothers and friends every couple of years... Anyways, I'm not composing to share my sorrows and everything.

According to my estimation, almost 80% of people are depressed because of love. Seriously people? For just a single person, you keep on ranting. Get sad. Do you ever realise what's happening around you when you're sinking into this low mode? For just one freaking person who you're not sure about if he/she will be there with you for your whole lifetime, you're missing on these wonderful days of your life.

I have been there. I have had those type of days but when I got back to my mind, I only realised that I was at the fault. I expected way too much then it actually was. I was kind of blindfolded.

Get your ass up kids. Your time is not worth for one fucking bitch or bastard. See around you. Your parents, friends and those who actually care about you. While  you're weeping for one, someone else who is there to care for you is also being hurt. I advise everyone to get a best friend. With whom you can just rant, cry, laugh and do everything you want to. I respect my best friends a lot because they have been there for me every time I wanted to rant. Even though one of them doesn't even regard me as their best friend.

Anyways, all you emos, you get this life only once. Live it to the fullest. Don't be fucking sad. Give up on sad songs. Go out, have fun. Be a child. Ride on those amusement park rides. Think like a pervert. it will definitely bring a smile on your face. Eat chocolate. Lots and lots of it. this is the time of your life which you should be enjoying. later, you have the tensions of your boss, family, kids and everything. Live it now or you'll regret it for your whole lifetime. CHIN UP, SMILE, FUCK THE PERSON WHO HAS MADE YOU SAD.

What I have been called

Our society is weird. We never call our children with their real names. with the name, a nick is always brought up. Whether it is in school, family or work, no one has a single name... Because of being short and overweight, I have been called with many names.. The ones I remember are set out below..

Miyan Jee: My parents named me because I resembled like fucking Nawaz Shareef when I was younger. Wtf.

Zainy: That's what my Khalas used to call me. I want those days back :'(

Khan: How the hell did I look like a Pathan?

Quiad e Azam: Because I once participated in a school function for 14th August

Chintoo: FML for that -.-

Creepy Stalker: I like that. Earned it from a best friend. Truly defines me.

Weird, Funnily Weird, Kuttay, Ugly, Lame, Idiot, Prick, Creep, Cute.. This is what my best friend has labelled me with and the best one with which she calls me, ZEE.

p.s. Thank you everyone for this LOVE.

Rant. Rant. Rant.

So it's happening again. That Prime Minister of Pakistan usually remembered as Raja Rental is invited by the Kaana CJ to the Supreme Court and as always and will be asked (read requested) to write the letter to Swiss officials. Who are you kidding with, Cheap Justice? For all these 4 years or so, it has been the same story. Order, appeal, order, review request, order and it's going on and on and on... A month ago, after such a long sentence of HALF A MINUTE because of contempt of court, one of them was sent home. AFTER FOUR LONG YEARS. And now, the same will be repeated with the new one. It's all part of the plan. With all these appeals, time will pass and then we'll have the elections. Some new party will come, Zardari (read Kutta) will fly away to get some MEDICAL TREATMENT and then there'll be new drama of issuing warrants for him, bringing him back to the jail and all the shit. 

Moving on, society shit now. When will we ever get rid of the sick mentality that a girl and boy can never be good friends and that if they talk and laugh with each other, there is something between them? Why do some people thing that if some person smiles at them, he/she like them? When will we ever get rid of those creepy dads who think that their daughters will fall in love if they ever go to co education system? When will we stop fixing our children's marriage just as they are born? When will we listen to our children about what they want to do with their life and stop bossing on them and asking them to become what we had planned to but could never do it? When will we start thinking that marriage is not about bringing a servant for you with whom you can have sex too? When will we stop shutting up our children with "bachchon kay koi dard nahin hota" if they ever complain about some ill health? When will this society get over from those norms of the 17th century? World is landing "Curiosity" on Mars and we're still beating up women because we don't have an answer to their argument... Call me anything, I don't care if I sound like a feminist here.

Some family shit now that I want to rant about. You can close the page if you want to. Till last year when my father suffered from a stroke, our place used to be a dispute solver. There were days when people stayed till 3 in the night and the disputes ran while I tried to stay away from all that in my room but it somehow reached my ears. It halted for some months as my father started to sleep early but now, it has started again. Any family dispute, they come here, debate and leave. What it does is that there dispute is solved, they live happily but the atmosphere of my home gets distracted. My father never likes it but he never says that too. All that mishap and the following mood swings, I'm at the end of them mostly. I now have this liberty to go out and sit with friends during loadshedding times. At least for a couple of hours, I try to throw it away from my mind but then it's the same story... That will continue for a week or so and somehow I'll have to cope up with it.

There was much much more to rant about tonight but thanks to some songs and a little turn up of events, I started trolling some people and forgot all those things revolving inside my mind. Cheers. :)

Colours of Eid

As I came back from Eid prayers, I saw little girls wearing bright colours and overloaded makeup with twinkling purse hanging while on other hand, little boys with shining glasses and watches roaming around in groups, pushing each other to get to the jhoola first, this is how the scenes have been outside my house on Eid day for the 22 years I have lived here.

Crispy new notes, a stall for (wannabe) Haleem Biryani, Gola Ganda wala, Taangay walay calling children and arguments about who came first to stand their and wait for the camel ride and among them all, are all these jhoolay. This one's my favorite. Doli Wala ♥ I remember, I used to give the person a 10 Rs. note and there I had my doli for 5 turns. That was the advantage of being a heavy fat ass :D The doli only belonged to me while others fought and were somehow managed in the other ones. The awkward tickling as the jhoolay wala is being forced to put in more effort because of the girl singing " Jhoolay walay jhoolay dou" (aagay ka mujhe nahin aata). Oh the memories associated with this ride :'/

Then there were the camel rides and the horse driven carriages (taanga).. Just as I finally got your chance to sit and take a ride, some uncle would appear and ask me to share it with his little son/daughter as the kid was afraid of taking it alone. I always feared the chants of "bhagao, bhagao" because those jumps were awkward and I always got side strain on my thighs and the jumps never helped it.

Please tell me what this white stuff is called.

Between all this,  there was a Pathan bhai with Air shot gun and the balloons, a couple of stalls where around 10 items were set and we were given 5 rings which we can throw at those items and claim them. A huge crowd of kids at the hotel because it was their chance to spend their Eidi on soft drink while no one was watching them at home. Then there was always a person who a little white chewy thing with rainbow colours which was wrapped around a stick and it was delicious. That person also had a lot of amazing stuff like magic stuff and patakhay wali gun.


All three days of Eid, it is like the same just outside my door... All these things takes me back to my childhood and I want to live these moments once again. In fact, I did today. Thanks to some relatives :D
Eid Mubarak everyone =)

21st year

I just turned 22 a couple of days and already feel old. Very old. :/ Anyways, the year ended the way it started. In heartbreak. I thought I'd be done with my ACCA before but the heavens might want me to sit at home for six more months. A couple of days later I turned 21, I had failed in 2 out of 3 exams that I attempted that time and it is the same story this time around too. The only difference, it happened 10 days before my birthday. I may not show it to the world but it's only me who knows how did it feel...

I would not call it the best or the worst year of my life. While recovering from the sorrow of failure and knowing that I had to sit at home for the next six months, I started this. Blogging. (Happy 1st Anniversary to my blog. Yayyyy.) Having secured only 66 marks in O Levels English, (they should have given me 3 more, considering what I did to the English language. If You Know What I Mean) I never thought that I'd be able to write blogs. I was never confident enough. Thanks to my best friend, her proof reading, that I posted my first blog. After writing enough now, I now read those first blogs of mine and feel the lameness in them. I seriously thanks all those people who have been following and (if) read those blogs. Is till make a lot of grammatical errors but I seriously don't care.

Anyways, this blogging led me to become Section Head (Features) at KarachiTips blog and it has been a great experience since then. Our blog team, it is the best. I have made many friends and everyone of them has something special about them. In my partner, I found another best friend. The most mature teenager I have ever talked to.

The year was full of surprises too. I don't know what got into me and I fought with a best friend. Thankfully, she came here to visit and we resumed talking again. Secondly, I went out. If you know what I mean. And the way it happened, people still don't believe me. Thirdly, I was proposed. I had known it for long that the girl had hots for me and one night in February, she said it all. Guess I'm not a Forever Alone anymore.
The saddest part about this year, even more sadder than my results, I lost my great grandmother. She had been ill for so long. For 22 years I've seen her getting ill, fighting it bravely and then travelling all around Karachi to her children and grand children's places. She was the eldest of all who gave me Eidi every year and gift on my Birthday. We used to do little jokes about her falling ill again and again but to be honest, she was the bravest women I have known up till now. I still remember the compliment she gave me last year when she was suffering from stomach problems and I drove her to my grandmother's place. :'(
May Allah grant her Jannah and forgive all her sins if she ever did any.

Among with all these surprises and sorrows, this year has been fun too. With all those friends I have made from KT blog, I have had a really great time. I have gone out with them many times and it has been fun always. Our Twitter conversations have been awesome. Infact, I'm the one who has made most of them to start tweeting. I have found a great place to study. Dolmen Mall. Yeah !! I go there, play a couple of games of Crazy hoop and NFS Carbon and then I sit down to study with either some fried chicken, burger or pizza to accompany me. I started travelling in public buses. It has been one hell of an experience too. Standing all the, sitting in an empty bus or hanging from the door while there was a sandstorm outside, it has been purely awesome. As for my Twitter, Rio Ferdinand (Manchester United player) retweeted me once. I have gained around 200 followers. If you're not even following me, join the awesomeness on the right side ;)

Eid Mubarak and Happy First Anniversary to my blog :D

Ramzan

Ramzan, Ramazan, Ramadan.. Whatever it is. It will always be Ramzan for me. Because that is what we have always heard.

Compared with last year, I know I haven't prayed or respected this month like I did last year. I tried hard to stop swearing but there had been events which had made me use those words. I vowed to not watch movies, I perfectly fulfilled it. Music, sorry I can't leave it. I have heard from those suddenly turned pious Muslims preaching about what will happen to me if I listen to the music while fasting. Somebody needs to tell them to stop swearing after preaching.

Quran. Alhamdulillah, at the moment I'm composing this, I have only one Siparah left and I'll be done with it after the Jumma prayers.

Prayers. Missed one or two of them. last year, I had got that black mark on my forehead. Not this time time though :'(

One thing I couldn't help this Ramzan is to control the pervert inside me. And well, Twitter helped in this cause too. I have suddenly developed this think with Coke. I get high when I drink a couple of glasses. While I had it during Iftar, couldn't help it at all to use double meaning sentences #IfYouKnowWhatIMean.

The only thing because of which I'm proud of myself is that I avoided internet totally on the last 5 odd nights...

Bottom line, time passed with the speed of light. it's already 28th day of Ramzan and Jumma tul Wida'a.. Alvida Alvida Maah e Ramazan :'(

Do you actually read it?

It's been nearly one year since I joined blogger. I actually started to have something to do in my free time as I was sitting home that time around but it proved good as time passed. I was selected as a Section Head at KarachiTips blog.

What I have done all this time is just put what I have in my mind into words. I know I have a weak vocabulary and I make a lot of grammatical mistakes too. The basic reason I started blogging is to put out whatever is in my mind. There have been a couple of posts I guess where I have just put out the rage inside me due to some unexpected events. One of my posts got copied too by the way. Thanks to my stalking skills and awareness, I was able to find it out.

Anyways, the basic point of this post was that according to blogger's stats, my blog has been viewed 2700 times now. Seriously?! Like seriously? I just can't believe it. Thanks to everyone who visited it. By the way, do you actually read this or just hit the 'x' after reading the blog's title and description? I think these blogs from an insomniac could really work as a sleeping pill for people. Enough boredom for now, I'll be back later. Belated Ramazan Mubarak ♥

p.s. This awkward font of my posts, it is actually similar to my actual handwriting. I feel like I wrote with a pen.

Timepass

This is going to be one weird post. I have no idea what I'll be writing. Just making this effort to pass time on computer so that I can listen to the music while my father keeps staring at the screen to know what I'm doing and taunt me later that I only talk to girls on Twitter and Facebook :/

Anyways, just to write some more, here is the list of things on my mind. Or put it like the things I want while I'm getting bored in vacations.

1. I want a SMARTPHONE. I'm still living on the phone my father used once and now, it has been transferred to me. It is only good in hard times because of its features like torch or FM radio. Can't even listen to FM because my cats chewed the wire of hands-free. FML.

2. I want a PS3. It has been more than an year since my PS2 has malfunctioned and I have been deprived of playing FIFA -_______-

3. I#m listening to 90s' Indian music these days. I seriously don't know why. I do not like any other song and at the moment I'm writing this, I'm in a mood to listen to sad songs.

4. For past couple of days, I have been thinking about the girl I restricted myself to have a crush on. Once again, I seriously don't know why. to make matters worse, I have a picnic with her this coming Wednesday.

5. After such long, I was high a couple of days ago. Reason? Can't get one. Suffering from side effects of it.

6. I want some portable music player to not feel alone on the picnic. Me and my music, still a better love story than Twilight :')

7. Twitter is all boring again on a Saturday night.

8. I should really finish writing this up and I'm seriously not checking it for any typos or grammatical mistakes. KThanksBye.

Coke Studio

Coke Studio. Music lovers will not be unaware of it. This post might turn into a review since Season 5 has finished. I didn't follow it in previous seasons but after I was introduced to this song, I decided to follow season 5 like a crazy fan, whatever the consequences would be.

Season 5 began a day before my exams. Since I'm an Atif Aslam fan, I was already poised after watching his promos for the first episode and he did not disappoint at all. Their decision to release episodes on Youtube before airing it on TV/Radio was a great one. For people like me who doesn't get to watch TV other than Cricket or Football matches, this was a great way to catch CS.

Episode 1:
Listened to Bohemia for the first time and some fairly new bands known as Symt and Qayaas. Atif's collaboration with Qayaas for "Charkha" was purely awesome but the highlight of the episode was this Pashto song "Larsha Pekhawar". The music, vocals and the classic Pashtun music with CS' harmony, it is such a  melody.

Episode 2:

Episode 1 had everything to make people wait anxiously for the next one and it did pay dividends. What actually was a Sufi music version, the introduction of Chakwal Group added another star in it. Out of nowhere, the master Rohail Hyatt found these men singing Punjabi folk songs and the ways they produced it in the coke studio environment, you have to check it yourself. As for Bilal Khan's "Larhoo Mujhey", if they ever make a list of "Shittiest songs ever", it'll be right under Rebecca Black's "Friday".

p.s. Meesha Shafi <3

Epsiode 3:
THIS WAS THE BEST EPISODE OF THE SEASON. Starting with "Nindiya Kay Paar" by Uziar Jaswal and ending on "School di kitaab" by Bohemia *ignores Bilal Khan*, each of these four songs are a beauty in itself. Nindiya kay paar is basically a mother's story showing her love for her kid. Following it is Rung by Hadiqa. It's basically a Sufi Kalaam but as Hadiqa always does, she did pure justice with it. And then comes, "Nerah Aah".  What was a cheap type of item number in a Punjabi film has been turned into pure awesomness by Rohail Hyatt. As a comment on Youtube says "He chooses a third class thing, adds Shaadi band and still manages to make it world class". On top of that, the dressing by Farhad Humayun, those RED pants, they totally give the feel to the song. I just can't decide which one of Nindiya Kay Paar and Nerah Aah is better. As I'm writing this, Nindiya Kay Paar is on repeat and I'm totally into it. Check out both of them.

Nindiya Kay Paar by Uziar Jaswal

 

Neray Aah by Overload featuring Rachel Viccaji

Episode 4:

What was a mixed episode containing Sufi Kalaam, Pashto songs, Chakwal Group with Bohemia's Rap and Atif's final solo song, Uzair Jaswal was the pick of them again with his "Bolay". Unlike the last one, this is more of a pop and fast version. As one of the members of the house band says in the BTS that it has become his favorite song of the season, it surely is. Just a mere 3 minutes track but it really makes you feel great.

Episode 5:

Due to some procrastination, I haven't yet watched the final episode but Dasht e Tanhai by Meesha Shafi sounds good. Annnddd, if you're a true music lover and knows something about folk/classical music, this Sehar will blow away your mind. Introducing, Sitar to you....

Overall, season 5 was a great season. I regret that I did not follow the previous season but I am surely checking them all out one by one. Why don't they do two seasons in a year? :(

It's good to be back

Not really a writer's block but getting used to blogging again, so this might be just a small post. Ahh, these past two months had been the toughest of my life since O levels. I was well prepared for it though but this mishap that occurred, it changed everything. I usually don't take stress or take things over my head but could not help it this time around. I lost my sleep completely. The person who used to sleep at least 8 hours a day used to wake up after merely 3 hours. As a consequence, I started to feel a heavy head. As the exams drew nearer, the intensity of it increased and I had to eventually take Paracetamol for a couple of days to relieve it for a couple of hours. I started to go and sit in the Dolmen Mall because I felt like I actually study there and can't do that at home. Awkward na? Those staring at me in the mall's food court thought so too I guess. By the way,  have you ever seen someone studying at a mall's food court?

On the other hand, all through these hard times, one person was there with me all the time. Something are just meant to happen, aren't they? Never thought that I'd find such an awesome person in my partner Ayela when I was made the section head at KarachiTips blog. Mann, I am so bad at expressing my feelings :/ Well, we are best friends now and I bet that you can't find a cute and masoom larki than her. We have so much respect for each other. Following is an example of how much she respect me :D

Zain. Tum dunya k sab se ugly kuttey ho. Zardari se bhi ugly. Aur Veena ki ass se bhi ugly. Aur Matheera ki manhus shakal se bhi ugly. Begum Nawazish ki awaaz se bhi ugly.

Aaaloo, may you always be the awesomeness you are :)