If there is one thing that other people constantly ask of you, want from you, is for you to change; change the way you are, change the way they like it. And believe or not, we almost always change, may be in too subtle a fashion that even we don’t feel the change. just like everyone [...]
Thursday, March 22, 2007
He was a hero. March 21, 1992. Auckland He wrote the lyrics for the songs of their glory. He breezed through the obstacles and stroked his way to victory; he even made the word “victory” sound easy. 60 runs off 37 balls is a mere statistic; but having the guts and courage to fight the odds and [...]
Thursday, February 9, 2006
I used to have a best friend … A terrible start to this post … but its true. The best thing in all that relationship of love and friendship; one thing that I just came to think of, was that we never had to ask questions to find things about each other. Every unasked question was answered [...]
Saturday, January 28, 2006
THEY WOULD BEG FOR MERCY … If there was only one car I could buy. Dodge Charger 2006
Monday, December 26, 2005
I am not really very happy with the way young and in particular the educated ones of my homeland Pakistan look at their country … a lot of negativity, hopelessness, skepticism and even disgust. I have loads to say here; and the title of this post shows the intentions for that. But now I have [...]
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Jumping to conclusions is of course not a very positive attitude; but there is this another less drastic and more subtle kind of preemptive mindset which is more uncomforting: its to start assuming as to how things would happen. You are not talking about conclusions here, but you are wish-creating all those events and incidents [...]
Thursday, June 2, 2005
Why is it that a torn piece of old newspaper rolling on the ground carries more interesting news than todays paper? Why is it that you like a song being played in another car while you drive by it more than the one being played in your car? Why is it that the food you really enjoy, [...]
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
I am not good, I am not bad. I am just a breed apart. Don’t compare me with anyone; I am not to be compared with. No one is as good as I am, no one is as bad a I can be, so don’t compare me with anyone. And you can absolutely, freely, completely [...]
Monday, April 11, 2005
There was a time when I used to love mornings. They were so fresh and full of life. Sun coming out from behind the trees and sunshine rolling all over the place. It’s not the same anymore. Sun only pops up from behind a tall building an hour after it has risen. And I don’t [...]
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