What a cute kitty!

These pics were forwarded by someone & I need to put them on my blog. I love such cats.

Just my lousy imagination

Well I waited for this Ramazan like anything. In fact I wait for every Ramazan but this time I just don’t have the energy. I try to pray & I don’t have words. I’m not experiencing this for the 1^st time but nevertheless it doesn’t feel good. And a time comes when you don’t feel anything. I don’t dread that feeling as such. Everything happens for a reason.

Mostly I feel I’m looking at life from a distance. It’s been so long that it doesn’t even matter sometimes. I also wonder if I die tomorrow how many people would miss me or even attend my funeral in the first place.

Living in the moment, genuine happiness, fun, love…although I have tasted these things but I seriously think something is missing. I don’t know if it’s crucial or it’s just my lousy imagination.

Dave Salmoni

My friend Alexz is madly in love with this guy. The fact that he loves animals makes me all the more charming.

Petitions

There’s one problem I have often faced when I post petitions on the blog or on my community. Some people very conveniently presume that I have actually drafted those petitions. Even though I provide the link but I guess some people just don’t have the common sense to get the point.

Animals belong to everyone. Those who care about animals are more concerned about helping them rather than the reputation of other countries.

Care 2 is a pretty authentic site but if anyone finds it sham, that person shouldn’t sign the petition. That’s it.

Have fun Hareem :D

These days I’m getting terrible headaches & when my friend Sara said that I unconsciously like Ali Hamza, I went to see if his pics have that sort of effect on me. But I don’t think what my friend thinks :P But she’s adamant that I don’t know.

Anyway I’ve also promised another friend to put the pics of Dave Salmoni on the blog. Man this guy looks extremely sexy without his shirt & the best part is that he loves animals. I hope you know what I mean lol Ramazan mein tou one can’t even talk dirty :P

Full of shit

It’s nothing new & it’s not even that big an issue (keeping in mind that most of the people are educated jahils) but I still want to talk about it. This Sunday I had the misfortune to read some interview & I couldn’t read it till the end. Sara Taseer was only talking about Farrah Khan. The thing is…journalists who throw such questions or take such interviews are the ones to be blamed. But when the journalist is only interested in adding spice, then what you get is a piece of shit. This is not the 1^st interview I’ve read that made me say so.

Bitching is in human nature. People can’t help it but it’s the responsibility of the reporter. But then what am I talking about? In our country, reporters prefer giving their views rather than reporting. It seems like plunging into yellow journalism is what they truly want & that’s all they know. That lady said that she lost her cell phone & she was annoyed at it but she was laughing at Farrah Khan. When you really laugh at someone, you don’t attach significance to that being. You even forget that person after laughing. It doesn’t mean I’m painting Farrah Khan as an angel. She must have done something totally horrendous to get this sort of reaction.

Once I saw Amna Haq asking Ali Noor on TV that he buys clothes from Zainab Market but he tells people that they are designer wear…She wanted to know how true is this statement. How very low on anyone’s part to ask such questions! You may not like a person, but there is no need to insult anyone like this. And whoever came up with that bizarre question in the 1^st place, it only speaks highly about him. Throwing mud on others only shows that you yourself are full of shit.

Lindinha

I wanted to write on Lindinha for quite some time. Lindinha was my friend’s cat. She died a month ago at the age of 8. She was being killed by a dog.

I’ve known this particular friend of mine for almost 3 years & I met her at orkut. I also mentioned in my previous write-up about my Brazilian friends & their cat/dog profiles.

We used to talk about Lindinha often & lately it seems as if something is missing. It’s a strange feeling that you talk about a pet & that pet dies & that too in such a ferocious manner. Those of us who have pets know how scary it is when our pet steps outside the house. People don’t know how to drive & we can’t blame dogs for killing cats.

Anyway I hope wherever Lindinha is, she’s having a ball of a time with other sexy kitties. She definitely had a good life. No matter how much we love someone, we can’t do anything about his/her death.If our pet has to suffer in this world, then he suffers. We are just so helpless. What wouldn't we do to lessen the pain & yet we can't do anything, anything at all.

Friends - the ones who make your world a better place

Today on Facebook, we posted this status:

If there's a person on your FB who makes your world a better place just because they exist, who you would not have met without the internet, post this status ♥♥

A friend of mine came up with this idea :)

While fluffing, I met some really good humans. In fact, there are also some very nice people in the mafia. And at orkut too, I met these Brazilian people. I became friends with them cause of their animal profiles. In Brazil, they make profiles of their pets & I find the idea very cute. I happen to be friends with too many people on the net & most of them are super cool.

Although some people believe that you only meet hideous beings & liars on the net, but that’s not true. There are all kinds of people. Anyone who has ever made your day & you haven’t met that person in real life, maybe you should let that person know about it.

Killing Time

I have a very strong feeling this year I am gonna have so much trouble fasting. I am almost dead now. The clock is just not ticking it seems. I am looking at the needles and they are not moving. They are actually not.

At work everybody was so dull too. In my lil breaks I just went upstairs and I saw dead people everywhere. There was just no energy no where. People were actually waiting for 4 o' clock. But, as I said time was so ridiculously stagnant it was torturing. Every moment was a killer. I do feel 9 am -4 pm is a weird timing though.

Oh my god, I just saw Altaf Hussain's pic on one of the channels right now. This was the last thing I wanted to see. His speeches are so funny in a unique style. What a story teller. I remember I actually recorded one of his speeches from my cell phone...it sounded so funny. Way too dramatic to be true. But the funny part is that it actually happens and his followers love it.

I don't really make many videos myself. But there was this particular teacher at SZABIST - Shafi Azam. He was very interesting...not the typical sort of teachers you come across. Really intellectual person who focused more on grooming the brain rather than just teaching the course books. I made his video :P he looked funny too so engrossed and lost. I was really shocked when my friend Mustafa called me up and told me Shafi Azam passed away. He was a good person. And then later I was checking my yahoo inbox, which I hardly check in 3 months or even more and I actually saw his emails. It's sad.

It's a freaky feeling that I get time and again...one day I will be gone but my facebook, orkut and all the other profiles will remain.

And suddenly I hear Altaf Bhai again...he is talking ... it's sounds as if he is crying. So unpleasant I swear.

I am just killing time right now so am gonna write whatever thought comes to my mind...

I was lucky enough that Sarosh sahab received my call today and we finally updated each other about our lives. I thought of calling someone else as well but then I didn't...Recently I decided that I shouldn't run after people and keep calling them because they are not the only busy people in the whole world. I do get angry but then I do give them a call again thinking what the hell. It's just that when people really care it just shows...little things make a difference.

Nadzy and I were talking that how inspired we were with that old movie Lamhe. Actually, I love that movie and it's songs. I can watch it anyday anytime. I really believed in one of the messages the movie gave since 1992-3 that if you love someone just let the person know...the most the person would do is say NO but at least you would have no regrets in your life. I actually don't. But I don't know if I would tell someone again ... but since I'm unpredictable I can't really say myself.

I enjoyed playing Mafia Wars and I planned to go to Cuba and I have :) But now the charm is kinda over. This Ramzan I will play many games. Last year, I remember playing cricket and tennis online. We were all tense because of the way things were at work - client agency thing and the pitch to follow all that. So, it was kind of strange. That was quite a sucky time...there were times when I felt so insulted from both ends :P And somethings nobody can really understand because the real feeling is quite different.

I can smell pakoras :) I can see the promo of Bold & the Beautiful and I always wonder it's such a shitty show - everyone has slept with everyone in it. It has so lingered on. I don't even feel like watching it.

I must just stop writing now...should just watch tv till iftari.

Bold & Abusive

The forthcoming movie Pankh of Bipasha is regarded quite bold. It may sound hilarious, but this is what they are saying. She’s actually not a real character in the movie. She’s another character’s figment of imagination. Pankh has more abusive words in it than the movie Bandit Queen. Perhaps that makes it all the more bold.

That’s all about Bips. However, it’s far easier to get hold of Bipasha’s pics on the net. Up til now I had a hard time looking for pics of 3 people – Mallika Sherwat, Sophia Loren & Ali Hamza. Mallika Sherawat & Sophia Loren weren’t wearing anything & Ali Hamza couldn’t be seen anywhere.

Ramzan’s Here & There Comes The Stalker Again

It’s the peaceful month again and I am always amazed to see how quickly it passes. I enjoy Ramzan a lot…it brings a lot of high spirits. The best thing about this time is that at least I genuinely feel good, a better person somehow.

Although last year I found Ramzan to be tough. And this year I have a similar feeling. I think I’ll be a zombie this time. I don’t enjoy shopping much during Ramzan. Last year I remember I almost fainted. I hate the black outs. I am walking and then suddenly the black out just kills the entire mood and me. Everything stops.

But yeah there is a lot of other not so interesting stuff happening too. The people drive like mad. Every year we witness fights on the roads. Roza lagta hai tou sab pagal hojatay hain…sabar se kaam nahi lete…as if they are the only ones fasting. The office timings are less. I get more time to sleep J and countless media iftaris. But I love the iftari at home the most.

And now I’d like to share with my dear friends who don’t already know this that Ramzan brings with itself a unique sort of holy experience for me. Since, the past 3-4 years I believe, from the 1^st of Ramzan my all time stalker starts bugging me. I don’t know who that is for sure...everybody has grown and things have changed so much…but this man has not. Now, it has already begun. I have received the first Ramzan sms already in his weird childish not so funny style. If by mistake I receive the call, then he starts calling me endlessly with different numbers. There are so many numbers there’s no point blocking any number. I do believe he is a psycho with a lot of time. I don’t understand the pleasure one get by doing all this.

I just want to put his text messaging style here so that even when I’m gone my stalker remains.

“Aap baat karna munasib nahi samajh rahi. Achi baat ha…Its OK. Par ap ko disturbed karna ka mind nahe ha mara…I know, mujhay inform ghalat hua. Bahir haal aap yaqeenan bohat achi larki ho. Mujh se aap tang hue…es k liye really sorry!!! Dua mai yaad rakhna.”

Somethings in life really don’t teach me nothing. This is one of those things.

Anyway, I do hope this Ramzan something really special happens and life changes for the better. And all my dear ones find peace and their prayers are answered.

Peace to all the people I know.

Happy Ramzan!

Ramazan Mubarak!

Wish you all a very happy & easy Ramazan!

Lately we have been pretty naughty. Usually I don’t even reform in the month of Ramazan. Once Candy & I did a very bad thing but Z instigated us :P

Yesterday I read in the Quran: ‘The thing you are promised, that will surely come; you cannot frustrate it.’

So stay happy & have an awesome Ramazan!

This one’s for Hareem, Z & my bestest buddy

Send me better pics, & I promise I will upload them.

Splitting headaches

Now I’m getting headaches. I had around 150 people & ever since this damn addiction, I have almost 300 people in my list. I don’t have anything against people in general but there are weirdos who think they have the right to butt in. Then there are people who keep on complaining. Of course we do meet nice people. And I do feel very sorry for all those who are rude & have some problem. There are some men who believe that every female is ready to flirt with them.

What pricks me is the fact that I don’t have any control over the game but the game has control over me. I want to become big & strong in the mafia & this is nothing but vanity. It’s only a desire to prove to myself that I’m good at it. This is meaningless shit!

I’ve done far crazier things in life but I’ve noticed one thing…when more people come in the picture, something is sure to go rotten. It definitely doesn’t work with me.

Anyhow it’s in my nature to get tired of things quite easily. I hope I get rid of this fever soon.

I also read about some very disturbing cases today. In one part of the world, someone is wearing smelly clothes & doesn’t have food. Due to poverty, parents desert their kids. Some people don’t have stoves. Just now I saw this clip in which a child was physically abused by her step-father & one day, he hit her so hard in the stomach that she died.

And here I am worried about becoming better in the mafia. Sometimes everything seems so meaningless.

This is the puppy that I want

In fact I have waited for a Labrador puppy all my life. God knows in which century I’m going to convince my mother. She’s a dog person…the best person to train a dog & yet she’s the most stubborn person I’ve ever met.

Actually Labradors get along with cats very well. They are tender & loving by nature.

Training is quite crucial. My mom & another friend who has Rottweilers…they say it’s how you train a dog that matters. Even Rottweilers don’t kill cats, if you train them like humans. In fact, humans are responsible for besmearing the name of certain breeds.

They make animals angry by poking at them when they are kids…later on, they blame the dog for becoming ferocious. I have even met some people at the clinic who brag that their wild dogs kill cats on a daily basis. It just shows what kind of a parent are you.

The guy almost everyone has fallen for

On our blog I have posted pics of countless sexy guys but unfortunately I never talk about any Pakistani. Lately I have discovered that women & of course young girls are actually crazy after Ali Hamza.

A friend of mine says that he looks very nice when he’s wearing glasses & she also says that he doesn’t have that typical look & he has a different voice. And when she was saying all this to me…I couldn’t help thinking of Z. Whenever she talks about some guys, she has this particular smile on her face. Z also told me that her friends also think that Ali Hamza is pretty cool. In fact all of them have fallen for him. Some even find him edible. That happens when one is normal. I just have to look at the pics of Marlon Brando or Sean Connery & so many other guys, & I’m like…all dead.

Naturally the conclusion is…there must be something about Ali Hamza who is driving so many people nuts.

My dear friend also thinks that I unconsciously like Ali Hamza & I don’t know it. Yeah it sounds quite filmi. In fact, it’s because of this dialogue that I have written all this. And one more thing. I seriously think he looks like a teacher & he must have been a cute kid. Since I don’t have any interest in Pakistani music, I can’t talk about his work.

All those who are in love with him, may your dream come true & you have the kind of fun you’ve always wanted…which must include tasting Paris, seeing London, & feeling Italy. Otherwise what is fun. God bless Speak Your Mind!

The true season of love

“That is the true season of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, & no one will live in the same way after us.”

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Sasha – my new cat

How I met my new cat makes for one romantic story. We have named her Sasha. Actually it’s the name of Z’s virtual pet in the Pirates. And we are mostly running short of names. And Sasha sounds cool. Although my mom wanted to name her Kajol as she is chocolate brown.

This cat is around 9 or 10 months. I promised my mom that I would not pick up any kitten & I guess I kept my promise :P This time I brought home an adult cat. Actually Z & I were going to the beauty parlor & we even had a fight as I didn’t want to go. On the way, I saw Sasha & I was like…I must pet this cat. When I petted her, she gave me her heart in a fraction of a second. She started walking with us & that was dreadful, cause people drive like mad.

It was at that moment I decided that I must bring this cat home & Ammi could give her food & she could stay outside. Z was quite mad at my crazy idea. Anyway, I brought her home. She was scared, so I put her inside the house. When I came back, it became Sasha’s home.

Everyone is quite fond of Sasha as she’s very friendly & sweet. What I find romantic about this story is the part where she gave me her heart. When someone does that, it’s extremely difficult to leave that being. Anyhow, I’m glad that mad people still do mad things. Forgive me for using the word that is used by everyone.

Josh Charles

One hell of a guy

Josh Charles is someone I’ve admired ever since I was in school. And so I must put some his pics on my blog. And as we know that words just can’t do justice when it comes to good-looking folks, so I won’t say anything.

Clever cat earns ‘high school diploma’ online

Cats get a bad rap on the Internet, frequently stereotyped as LOL ignoramuses, forever shredding grammar like a half-dead mouse in what the World Wide Web would have us believe is their endless quest for "cheezburgers."

Despite the pigeon-holing, cats play piano on YouTube and have their own Facebook profiles, and kitties who tweet exhibit a working knowledge of sentence construction that challenges those of their human Twitter compatriots. So it was only a matter of time before a feline got around to earning an online high school equivalency diploma.

Rescued from a ditch when she was no more than a teeny, tiny ball of fluff, Oreo C. Collins, a 2-year-old tuxedo cat from Macon, Ga., may be the very first in her family to obtain a 'high school diploma' — online or off. (Of course, we may never know for sure because, as she wrote in her "life experience essay" portion of the test, she's adopted.) Kelvin Collins, president and CEO of the Better Business Bureau of Central Georgia and Oreo's rescuer, encouraged Oreo to seek her "education," by taking part in the BBB's ongoing investigation of online diploma mills.

"Oreo's a really smart cat," Collins said in a telephone interview with msnbc.com. So smart that Oreo garnered mostly As in the online test, with some of her credits earned from her aforementioned life experience essay about her adoption into the Collins family. No doubt that’s why Collins solicited Oreo’s help in the Better Business Bureau’s experiment to expose Internet diploma mills.

Noting her humble beginnings by the side of the road where Collins found her during his son Brennan's football practice, Oreo's benefactor said he "is tickled pink to give her an opportunity to get an education." Following a test and a $200 fee Collins paid for out of his own pocket, the young cat received her diploma from Jefferson High School Online.

In the spirit of full disclosure, it should be noted that Collins did help Oreo with both the answers and the essay. But to be fair, Oreo stayed in his lap throughout the test, and Collins got a little help, too.

"If you miss a question, the test gives you a hint that tells you the answer is," Collins said.

Of course, there are naysayers to Oreo’s awesome accomplishment. As the Better Business Bureau wants people to know, Oreo's so-called "high school diploma" is not the same as a General Educational Development (GED) diploma.

"The GED Tests cannot be taken online," GED Testing spokesperson Cassandra M. Brown told msnbc.com. "They are only available for in-person testing at an Official GED Testing Center." Brown said via e-mail that the GED Testing Service, a Program of the American Council on Education, has issued warnings about programs like Jefferson High School Online.

Collins said that while he knows Oreo was in it for the education, he concedes that the cat's "degree" serves as a cautionary tale to those who might be lured into spending well-earned cash on useless diplomas. "We (the BBB) do a lot of stories on these diploma mills, but a lot of times consumers really don’t get it until you show them an example of how they (the diplomas) aren't worth much."

It's a bitter lesson too for Oreo's human brothers Brennan, 12, and Brad, 15. "I told them I'm going to ahead and make them earn their high school diplomas the old-fashioned way," said their dad, Kelvin. "They're really jealous, especially considering school started yesterday."

Oreo may be a little jealous, too. "She would have loved going to high school," said Collins. "She's very social and very nosy."

Source: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32420644/ns/tech_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/

Burgundy Lips

This is the term that I invented yesterday & I don’t think I would ever use it again. Yesterday our mom wanted to do some shopping, so we went along with her. And there was this particular lady who kept on staring at us & she was the one who was wearing that shade…And so I coined the term ‘Burgundy Lips.’ Of course there were others too who couldn’t help staring.

What I don’t understand is why do women stare at other women. If someone gives you a damn good reason, that is understandable. Last week my sister mentioned those 2 girls who were wearing all the accessories they possessed; they might have borrowed some from the neighbors. It was humanly impossible to ignore something so extraordinarily conspicuous. But then again people have the right to do any kind of experiment they want to…& when they experiment on themselves, I actually salute them.

Nevertheless it’s a little difficult for me to comprehend as to how one could shower so much attention on total strangers & that too of the same gender. There are people who are practically naked & yet one doesn’t feel like looking at them. I admit this has been a bit of an exaggeration but you get my point.

I was once talking to a friend of my elder sister & I said that someone has 2 dogs & she was like…’kya pagal hai?’ This is the kind of response we get from people who aren’t at all interested in animals & they regard animal lovers as crazy. I have given this bizarre example for a reason. You know it’s not written on my forehead that I have cats & so I don’t think strangers might take me as weirdo& so couldn’t take off their eyes. And I also don’t carry Johnny Walker with me or pour whiskey on someone’s head…So what could be the reason why people stare at people? While shopping, you can’t even read a book & that’s why we notice all such amazing beings. I seriously wonder if this is a blessing or bane.

Boy's Poodle 'Fried to Death' at Ohio Dog Groomer

Young Josh Jones was excited for his best friend Miles, a toy poodle, to receive a new haircut at the groomer. In a horrible turn of events, though, the dog never came home.

When Jones’ cousin arrived to pick up the dog Friday afternoon at Pet’s Choice in Parma, Ohio, groomers nervously told her the dog was dead, according to MyFOXNational. The dog had “fried to death” in the blow-dryer.

“The groomer left the dog in the drying cage and left… didn’t tell anybody,” Pet’s Choice owner Jim Detlich told MyFoxNational. The dog was in the blow-dryer for almost an hour, much longer than the standard 10 to 15 minutes.

Jones’ mother, Narsina, was horrified. She said the boy and dog were “inseparable.”

"We told him, of course, we'll get him a new dog, but for him to accept it is really hard. And that's what hurts the most," Narsina told MyFOXNational.

Authorities said that Ashley Weaver, 22, has been charged with animal cruelty, and is expected in court this week. She has been fired from Pet’s Choice.

Source: http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,539289,00.html

Australia's camel slaughter

We have recently learnt that the Kevin Rudd administration has planned to cull 650,000 camels in Australia's outback. This is in response to controlling the camel population which is said to cause widespread havoc by trampling vegetation and 'encroaching' on human territory. We fail to realize that they were first introduced by us to help explorers travel through the Australian desert. It’s heartbreaking to see that we consider them so easily disposable. What of the pregnant mothers and babies? What if we control them to the extent that one day we inadvertently wipe out this most beautiful and useful of species?

We, therefore, appeal to the Kevin Rudd administration to find an alternate solution to this problem which we ourselves have created. Do not be so heartless. The human population is increasing at an alarmingly fast rate. Should we, then, organize death squads to control our reproduction?

Think rationally and humanely.

We the undersigned implore your government to dismiss the plan on camel slaughter and fine alternate means to control the population.

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/australia39s-camel-slaughter

Happy Independence Day!

Wishing you all a very happy independence day!

Little Puppies

"Whoever said you can't buy happiness forgot little puppies."

Gene Hill

Profound Addiction

They say excess of anything is bad. It is…I don’t have any doubt about it. In fact, it has been my history. I always get addicted to the wrong kind of things, & then I move on :P Usually the reason for moving on is…I get bored. But while the addiction lasts, it is sure fun.

When I said things…that included almost everything, to be precise. I just don’t feel like saying things aloud for a change.

As of now, I’m mafia addicted. I’m obsessed with this application to the degree which is unhealthy, but nevertheless it’s fun.

Although momentary pleasure doesn’t mean much to me but for the heck of fun, I asked myself these questions: How many times have I been addicted? Can I truly call myself an addict? Is genuine addiction fun or escapism?

The answers didn’t surprise me one bit, but unfortunately I can’t say to myself: Get addicted now!

Jinnah

As I mentioned earlier on that Muhammad Ali Jinnah is one of favourite personalities…naturally I couldn’t help looking for his pics on the net. But I’m quite pissed off as I didn’t find many.