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I'm hungry again. And also, *yawn*.

First Letter Of Your Name?
S - Represents beginnings
S in endowed with strong feelings, and is capable of lots of effort. Attractive, and with an easy magnetism for money and finances. S brings new beginnings. A negative S may experience many upheavals and failures during their life time. They are inclined to act impulsively and without reflecting on past experiences.
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Yeah, it's mostly true. Except for the 'without reflecting on past experiences' bit. I think about the past, a lot.

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I think I was high when I wrote this.

How important are rules for our survival? I mean, what if there were no rules? Why can't we trust humanity on it's own for our survival? Do we need to restrain it? Put it on a leash, in order to keep in humane? If so, then why call it humanity?

If there was no check on you. If you were anonymous. If you could do whatever you wanted without repercussions, what's the worst you would do?

Ask yourself.

What level of humanity would you practice once you were free of the binds of social cautiousness and the hassle of maintaining a public image?

Teleshop Parody: Super Whitening Belt!

Rasool Allah ko meri ghareebi ki khabar dena- Ali Hamza

Beautiful Naat by Ali Hamza. The poetry is touching and what I like most about it is the lack of music, the naat completely relying on the freshness and depth of Ali Hamza's voice. Four profound minutes of your life.

Where's the key?

No, seriously, where is it? If you find it remember! It belongs to me. Thaanks.

Johnny Depp gets nominated ^__^

I really haven't posted how big of a fan of JD I am on this blog yet. But I really really love this guy. He's sort of my acting inspiration. Which is a huge thing to say in itself since this person is a movie GAWWWD. He's one of the two things that inspired me to find an outlet in the performing arts and making me realize the power of entertainment. The other was the movie 'Rang de Basanti'.

Okay so back to Johnny Depp. In 2008 his daughter Lily-Rose Depp was sick. (Yes, I stalk him.) So I wrote him a letter about it. It was nice and professional and I tried making it as original and non gay as possible. Wait, I might have it saved somewhere, let me see.

I found it, but it is gay. So I'm not posting it. But the point is, he replied! Sent me an autographed picture! By snail mail, mind you. Before you start laughing at my naivety let me explain. I know it was probably his secretary or agency or whoever who sent me that picture as fan mail on behalf of him. But that doesn't make it any less important for me.

It's one of the most important material things I own and I've put it in my treasure box, which is a Pirates of the Caribbean original item too! So, getting to the present.

He's been nominated for an Oscar for his role with Angie in 'The Tourist' and that's fantastic. I really hope he wins, it'd be 'wicked' as he'd call it. But even if he doesn't, does it really matter? Forever Awesowwme.

Thanks to my brother who has lost my Card Reader, no pictures with this post. But I will post the autograph (with it's stamped envelope) sometime in the future.

- lon3lygurl123

No boyfraand. No lahver. Only a creepo stalker and a best friend who is already in a relationship. Even if she wan single, she's a she. And I am not a lesbian. I think. Yes, no, I'm straight. So, lonelygurl4u.

My Facebook status messages of 2010

Mithai Banto

My wall is backkk.


- Bucket List

This is a list of things I want to do before I die. I started making this in 2009, and it's still incomplete, since there are supposed to be 100 things on it.

(In no particular order)

1. Visit Las Vegas.
2. Visit the Louvre.
3. Befriend an Italian.
4. Make Khowsay.
5. Meet Johnny Depp.
6. Visit Mecca.
7. Make/Collect a million bucks.
8. Get in a mainstream magazine. (Vogue/Time etc)
9. Do a cardiothoracic Surgery
10. Do it on a plane.
11. Get my hair coloured.
12. Audition for AI.
13. Befriend a Lesbian. (Tauba Tauba)
14. Get my own place.
15. Plan my wedding.
16. Write a screenplay.
17. Have a baby.
18. Visit the Harry Potter theme park.
19. Buy a diamond for Sheena.
20. Get a guy who'll get me a pendant with my favourite stone in it, without me telling him what it is.
21. Dip my feet in all five oceans. (Or at least three)
22. Find someone who'll make me sit through a roller coaster. No one has been able to do that up till now.
23. Stay in touch with my Purple, UCP and college people.
24. Go to S and W's wedding. (Inshallah)
25. Name my daughter Maria.
26. Name my cats Rubin and Verdin after the chemicals Bilirubin and Biliverdin. Get it? Billi- Rubin. Billi. Cat. Meow.
27. Go Bungee jumping.
28. Meet Zachary Quinto.
29. Meet Ryan Seacrest.

That iz awl 4 n0w.


- You have been tagged.

The tag buzz has hit blogger now. If you're reading this, you're tagged. Copy paste the following questions and replace with your own answers before uploading to your blog. Enjoyyy.

The 10x3 Survey

1. Name three of your greatest fears.

Death of a loved one, lizards and heights.

2. Name three most visited websites.

Facebook, Gmail, blogger.

3. Name three TV characters you would like to hang out with IRL.

Gabriel Sylar, Stewie Griffin, Joey Tribbiani.

4. Name three things you want right now.

MDD (lol, not ay thing), HNMUN, Cameraaaa.

5. Name three people you could be roomies with.

MDD, MS, Baggy.

6. Name three authors you love to read.

Dan Brown, Sidney Sheldon, William Shakespeare.

7. If you could paint the world in three colours, what would they be?

White, Black and Purple.

8. Your three best assets?

Umm. My analysing skills, my networking, my determination.

9. Three things that piss you off?

Lies, back-biting, negative vibes.

10. Three childhood obsessions.

Powerpuff girls,  Harry Potter (still is), Disney Classics ^^


- Women Empowerment 4 U

Today, I attended this party at Avari representing my khala and trying to get some sponsors for HNMUN. It was the 21st Anniversary of First Women Bank of Pakistan, created by the late BB to empower the common woman. A few highlights of today's evening:

1. I met Sania Saeed. She is really cute in person, very modest and humble. And so pretty ^_^

2. I had free food. (Obviously, since it was a party but free food ALWAYS excites me, so.)

3. I bagged a meeting with a couple of prospective sponsors. Yayy.

4. I do not think FWB's main representative there was very friendly towards the idea of sponsoring us, which is sad. Since these guys talked about Women Empowerment all throughout the event. =__=

Anyhoo, not dissing anyone. Just, well do as you speak and speak what you do.

Mood-O-Meter: Bubbly. After I'm done writing this post and jab light ajaye I will have a huge burger and watch Bigg Boss ^^

- The Crazy Test

Paranoid Personality Disorder:Low
Schizoid Personality Disorder:Low
Schizotypal Personality Disorder:Moderate
Antisocial Personality Disorder:Low
Borderline Personality Disorder:Low
Histrionic Personality Disorder:High
Narcissistic Personality Disorder:High
Avoidant Personality Disorder:Low
Dependent Personality Disorder:Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:Moderate

-- Take the Personality Disorder Test --
-- Personality Disorder Info --

Yeah. These are my results. Go ahead, take it. The most it'll do is hurt your self-esteem a little.  

- Result.

It's okay, I mean it isn't horrible. But lower than what I was expecting. Shoutout to the R-Pakistan: MS for getting a brilliant percentage.

Also, my regular stars, Malice, Edwartiya, Jia and Paddy. Proud of you guys ^^

What can you do to end violence against women? Take Back The Tech!

- The library keeps me sane

- Dear Universe,

Sometimes I wonder why you choose to be so tough on her. I know she's a strong person, but that doesn't justify everyone looking towards her for support. She's just a frail little soul. Who blames herself too much for stuff that doesn't involve her.

So, dear universe, I know you like testing her and stuff but please, be nice to her. She's sweet and she cares about you, return the favour?



I think this post has been somewhat inspired by Improbable Letters by NSKY.

- vingt-cinq. That's french for '25'.

Or so the translator tells me. Those of you who are unfamiliar with the game, you have to post 25 random things about yourself if you're tagged. If you're reading this, you have been tagged.

1. Ambulances excite me. In a curious/want-to-help/let-me-operate-on-the-patient way.

2. I'm strangely attracted to gay men*. Which is a lost cause. Which is irresistible. Which makes me a sadist yes?

3. I'm scared of the power of /b/.

4. My childhood has been ruined by rule 34 of thundercats.

5.Walnut brownies are the only brownies I can have. I cannot eat glazed brownies. No chocolate topping. I want to throw up if I have more than one bite of chocolate.**

6. I like puns. 

7. I want to meet Johnny Depp and Zachary Quinto.

8. I am, and forever will be, a Harry Potter fan.

9. I need money for HNMUN. =___=

10. I need a nice camera.

11. I want to be a cardiothoracic surgeon. Or an anchor. Or a screen writer. Or a princess. Jo bhi miljaye, I'm not very selective.

12. I like men who respect women. (READ: I will probably never talk to you again if I find out you're a pretentious male.)

13. Although I do appreciate sexist jokes. It makes me feel as if sexism is something to be made fun of. Eg. 'How is she typing this post? Are laptops allowed in the kitchen?'

14. I LOVE bursting out in song.

15. I LOVE people who follow my lead when I burst out in song.

16. Imran Khan songs make me happy.

17. I want to travel. A lot. Like, the whole world. I know this is clichéd but I really do. 

18. I love my siblings. Seriously. They give me hope.

19. I love Simba's undying and unconditional love for me, even though I neglect it at times. Simba, btw, is my brother's German Shepherd.

20. I don't like math. Math does not like me. The feeling is mutual.

21. Grey's Anatomy is the best thing evar. After heroes of course. Then comes FRIENDS, Family Guy and Scrubs.

22. BB season 4. *starts crying with the guilt* What can I do, it's a guilty pleasure =[

23. I want to learn how to speak at least one more language. At least. I'm thinking Pushtu, Spanish or French.

24. I'm into retro/ Sufi Pakistani music.

25. I had more trouble writing these now then I had two years ago. Does it mean I'm more careful with self censorship now?

**Dark chocolate is a slight exception

*On tv. I do not know any gay men irl.


Anyhoo, the following are the random-25's from my facebook from two years ago. The ones that don't apply anymore or aren't relevant/important are crossed out.

1. I love all the people i just tagged. I'm sorry if you're not there. I might have forgotten you, forgive me. Or, i might have not put your name up for a reason. Take a hint. :P 

2. I love putting full-stops in my sentences, while typing. I have 5 in the sentence above. 

3. English is one of the few things im good at. and i am VERY protective of that fact. Therefore, i am rightly threatened by huda, maliha and kay. 

4. I love edward cullen. And I noe he doesnt exist, but i still argue the contrary with huda, just to see her exhasperation. I love it when she's shocked and surprised by my random crazy thoughts. 

5. Ive cried an approx. five times about leaving school already. 

6. I starved myself since last july for the farewell-saari-wearing-occasion,which gave me head-aches, nausea and a permanent back/head ache.And then starting stuffing my face a month from today. So now, I have to starve myself again, and hope i fit my saari. :| 

7. I have very few all-time favourites. Instead, I have obsession periods. Like for eg, im in love with dairy milk right now, while a month ago, it was bounty, snickers before that and twix a while before bounty. So I never now wat to say if someone asks me my favourite stuff.:| 

8. I do have some very SPECIFIC things that are my all-time favourites: Johnny Depp, Jason Castro, Coffee, White flowers, Hugo Boss intense (women) being some of them. 

9. I like almost everything and everyone. Its a looong story. It started in grade 8, when I discovered how I had to be sweet-polite-non bitchy to people if I wanted votes. So I stopped snapping and commenting and insulting ppl. After a while, i realised nothing ever bothered/pissed me off anymore. And I became naturally tolerant. I like this story, cux even if my intentions at first were to change myself for selfish reasons, I did come out as a wayy better person. 

10. I wanna grow my nails for the farewell. But i cant. Im a council-member. 

11. I lose stuff alot. I hate it! I am trying to overcome this, but I can't. 

12. I care about global warming. I do not leave my appliances on stand-by. 

13. I suck at math. It took my 3 tries to count if i had tagged all 25 ppl. 

14. I love sheena. And I dunno what in the world I would do without her. 

15. And I love the rest of my crazy family too. 

16. I love to think about the fact that if I get married really early and have kids, abdullah and abdulrehman will be only slightly older than them and then, my kids will have cool mamoos.:D 

17. I really wish tattoos were okay in Islam.:[ 

18. I can cook. This surprises most people. 

19. I have met a justin timberlake look alike who works as a waiter in the agha raza juice shop and a jason castro look alike who works at Mc Donalds. 

20. I become friends with ppl real easy. Which is sad. As when I find out stuff about them that goes against my basic morals, I have to let go. And that is painful since I get attached to people really fast. 

21. My all time favourite sweet heart teachers are Mrs. Abbas, Mrs. Tasneem Zaheer and Mrs. Tahira Arif. 

22. I hate when people are negative. No, im not pretending im an angel but since ive become a council member Ive realised how much it hurts when someone talks about you. Bad, untrue stuff that is. 
[ Dont get me wrong. I ♥ being in the council.] 

23. I live for Television. and computers. and arts. and music. and love. yeah that sums it up. 

24. Most ordinary things make me high. Like icecream, chocolates, pepsi and candy. Ash and Pallu think i just pretend im high, to have an excuse for doing the things I do. I think they might be right. Might. 

25. No I haven't seen slumdog millionaire yet. But I still know what 'AMITABH BACHHAN' means. Courtesy: Dawsoo and Maham. 

- Third day of Eid

Almond cake.





4chan's /x/ board.

Creepypasta. Yum.

Eid Moo-barak!

My favourite festival I think yes. Eid-ul-Adha.

Reasons? Food, food and FOOD.

Haha, no but really. It's awesome. The BBQs plus eidi, plus tending to the animals. 

I named my goat 'cheero' this year. Made everyone at home call it cheero. CHEERO.

RIP cheero.

Some stuff I'd like to point out today is firstly for us Muslims to remember the essence of Qurbani. The essence of sacrifice. Rejoicing with the poor, so that they have what you have all year round. Rising above our own wishes and giving them up for a higher purpose. Secondly, please please be nice to your animals. Take care of them. They are the vessels that carry your sacrifice to God, and you need to be kind to them. Not make them run all night in the streets like crazed lunatics when you know the animal will be sacrificed the next morning.

I got very interesting greetings this year, two of which I'd like to type out here:

"Wishing you and your family a very blessed eid day. May our sacrifices transcend from material to spiritual. Let us share our happiness with everyone." - Manaal Memon


"I saw a cow pooping. LITERALLY. I was in the car and this cow was at eye level, and I turn around to see youknowwhat coming out of it's youknowwhere. I have been scarred for life. I must scar you too now. So there. Eid Moobarak." - Huda Qadir

Two very different, very touching greetings. Ha ha.

Lastly, remember this:

"It's neither their meat nor their blood that reaches Allah, but it is piety from you that reaches Him" 22:37

- Another one of those bomb blasts.

They happen quite often really. So insensitive have we become that usually a bomb blast just means numbers and facts and bits of news to us.

"Kitney maray*?"

"15 and 80 injured."


But this time, it was one of those events that shake me to the bone. Why? Because it was too close. Not to me bhei. It was near where my best friend lives. MDD. And where her dad works. She is safe Alhamdulillah, and so is her dad, since he decided to leave office early today. I couldn't stop thanking God for this. But. What about the people who didn't survive? What about their friends? Their family?

It's sad. And pathetic. I'm pathetic. Since I can't do anything. I desperately want to tell these people to GTFO of my country if they don't like it. It was made for Muslims. Not Muslims who are judgmental and want to blow people up if they don't listen. But Muslims who were peaceful, tolerant and propagated Islam not by the power of the sword but by the peace it radiates from it's very core.


*how many dead?

- The pen is mightier than the sword

- Give me fifteen years

This is going to be more of a 'mein aur mere awesome log' blog post, so to the people I don't really know, I apologize. You may leave. If you want.

The other day (only yesterday actually), I was thinking about how our lives would change over the years. And I started wondering what we would be like. Where would we be? Will we still be as k3wL? And I was like *whoa* gotta blog about this. It's a topic worth exploring. So, let's get on with it. Remember this is just all my point of view. It could be very very different from the truth. I'm no fortune tella. Like gagabiryani spawnz.


Fifteen years from now, I see Daw settled in Europe with her family. Two boys and a girl on the way maybe. Two cats. A really nice doctor she'd be. With her own little clinic. Her kids would be very intelligent, and artistic at the same time. They would have huge eyes, like hers. Her house would be somewhere remote, where she'd have a nice little plot behind it. She'd grow vegetables and flowers there, and if it's not getting too cliched, throw in a tiny stream too. All in all, it would be a perfect sanctuary.


Malice, in fifteen years, will be an exceptional surgeon, with her charity hospital running smoothly and her MAKBU (M- Aga Khan B- University) one of the most sought after by pre med students. Ofcourse she'd only let in O level then Inter students. She'd be engaged to a hot shot doctor, and he would be a workaholic like her. He would help her build her dreams and also charm her by his chivalrous nature.


I think she'd be married, with five kids and one adopted from Cambodia or something. I'm not sure if she'd be a doctor (sorry Mehsen) but I kinda see her being an awesome business person. Doing something cool like being an event organizer or maybe an artist with her work displayed all over. The point being, she would be moderately and respectably famous in fifteen years.


Kickass surgeon. Married. Two kids. Position holder kids, btw jsyk. Kids who won't get to eat chaat ever, since their mom is sucha nice hygiene loving daacterni. Her husband you ask? Filthy rich and smoking hot. (It's because I like you Paddy)


Aloo would be some high ranking political person. She'd own a chain of classy restaurants too.Appearance? High heeled shoes and huge sunglasses sitting on top of her now over sized hair. She'd still be the prettiest one around, and would be dating this international athlete. (lolwut? yeah)


Settled in the US. Two kids. Doctor. Working at HUGE hospital. Shopaholic.


Married. Dentist. Five kids, one daughter. Settled somewhere abroad. Would be regularly seen in catwoman suit for some strange obnoxious mysterious reason.


She'd be a housewife. Like, complete housewife. Cookie baking, biryani making housewife. She'd have a beautifully decorated home, complete with pictures taken by herself. Her kids would have the neatest uniforms and the coolest stationary. She'd attend kitty parties and have a cooking/photography/relationship advice column in a magazine, and would be sufficiently rich. Married to BKhan of course. He'd sing to her all day as she would cook kheer for him in ze kitchen.

I'm really really sorry for missing out SO many people on my very close friends list. This is very random, and I just wrote whatever came to my mind. I might post more, but I'm very sporadic at posting themed stuff and probably won't. Anyhoo.

Comment and tell me how you see me in fifteen years.

Cheers! xx

-- Aaaaa.

I was writing this really nice blog post but my head hurts really bad. So bad in fact that I wrote 'heart' instead of 'hurt' in my previous sentence before correcting. So I'm going to have to write it later. It's sad really, it was a fun topic and I was enjoying myself. Chai la key do mujhey koi. *sniff*

WebMD says I have Acute Sinusitis. For those of you who do not know what WebMD is, it's a really cool reference website for doctors. Especially great if you're going to be a doctor in the future. Do check it out motheryards.

--Laughter guaranteed. WATCH THIS.


- An appetizing convo

Credit: FJ.

- I want this.

Cyanide and Happiness plush doll.

-- Stop ruining my virtual social life!

Facebook has decided to go full bitch mode on me. No one except me can view my wall, my status updates (unless they are tagged) and my quiz results.

I feel like I'm wearing the invisibility cloak while surfing, but in a bad way. Since there is no Voldy on fb and I seriously don't want to hide from my fraanz. I like my fraanz. I want them to stalk me.

Oh. He is on facebook.

I've reported this issue twice (with screenshots) but they're not fixing it.

Will I be wall-less forever? Let's hope not.

Take 15 seconds to pray for my wall and it's return please. Thank you.

--- I yam stalkerbabe123

Yeah. Knowing about someone is stalking.

Which makes me, stalkerbabe123. Woohoo.

***EDIT***- It's Raining FREE IPODS!

No it's not. But it's this contest I entered. I don't know if it's real but be nice and vote for me anyways?

Dua doon gi.

You can vote for me here. And help spread the word too? ^^

Here are some dancing Kangaroos for you.



It's a scam. -___-
I had 152 votes in the morning, and 68 right now, which is 11.45 PM. Whattay failz.

-Cement Mixers

Hello all, especially my followers! You guys are 31 now which is awesome. I know I can't put that achievement on my resume but it still means a lot to me. ^^

Today was Nestle's seminar on Osteoporosis at college. It was pretty informative despite the fact that more than half of the attendees were premed students and we already knew all that shit. Anyhow, it was still pretty useful. Why am I mentioning this here? BECAUSE WE GOT FREE CREAM. Nestle Cream. Two packs. TWO. Free.

And SL won a couple of Nesvita glasses for answering a quiz question which was pretty kickass, since she wanted them so bad. Congrats baby. Even though you think my sentences are too long.

Another eventful (maybe?) thing. I burnt my gown. A huge hole in my sleeve. I'll have to get a new one now. =__=


I realized today how awesome they are. They are huge things. Which mix cement for you. Khud sey hi. AND you can ride in them at the same time.

It doesn't end here. I would please like you to give me one minute of your time. Now think. A transparent cement mixer. A bottle of instant coffee. Lots of milk. Sugar. Cream. Mix.

If your mind is blown, you officially have an awesome imagination. If not, you belong to the species from which SL and MS take their genes. Meh.

Also, a shout out to SJ, the coolest and most epic chem lab partner. With a guy who has rum AND hash in his name.

AJ+MA you were missed.

I should stop now.

- Long road trips

Living in Karachi automatically means that half of your life will be spent in commuting all over the huge city.

When I was a kid, I used to pretend that Cheetara* from the thundercats was running alongside my car, jumping over obstacles and sliding on top of other cars.

It made the 40 minute journey from home to school less mundane.

*I think I imagined Cheetara because she was the only one who would be able to keep up with the speed of the car. Smart kid I was, if I may say so myself. ^_^

- So much green.

New blaaag on the block.

Here's my friend MA. (Jeremiah) She has a blog, and it's pretty kick-ass. The thing is she doesn't know it. Yet. Go over and read her stuff, and tell her how awesome she is.

Aaaand. Her latest post is about me: YAY.



You can bribe me by giving me a Mr. Burger Raspberry Slushie. Yeah yeah, I know, owmaigaawd Mr. Burger izz sOo LaMez haina?

No. It's not. It has awesome brownies. And this heavenly slushie.


- Cinderella.

Remember when you were a child, and you wanted something really bad? I had lots of things but since I usually got most of them, being the ungrateful human I am, I forgot about most.

What I do remember is the thing I couldn't have. Even though I wanted it really really bad. I'd wish for it every night before sleeping and imagined how cool it would be to play with it.

The Cinderella Barbie doll.

It was sparkly and shiny. With an elegant blue gown. And the princess crown. I can see why I was attracted to it. I was a Disney child. It must've seemed magical to own a character I grew up watching.

It wasn't really that expensive, just Rs. 2000. That's not very expensive is it? I tried saving up too. It didn't work out.

Every time I passed the shop I used to go in and look at the doll, then assure myself that I'd come back to get it when I had enough money.

I asked people too. But they forgot. Or maybe thought they'd get it for my birthday or whatever, and then forgot? Anyhoo. I didn't get it.

I realized that it still hurts a little when I was telling MA about this and she told me she had the exact same thing! Wow, what a coincidence. Unfortunately, she gave it away to someone so I can't see it. Sad.

She was even more beautiful than the picture above. And her dress was blue.

EDIT: This was when I was like ten or something.


I'm in that zone right now. The mood in which nothing can touch me, nothing matters. The contentment and the happiness is all there, independent of any external factors. I don't know how long this will last, it usually doesn't last very long. But it's wonderful. For HP junkies, it's like I've had a sip of Felix Felicis.

I know my result is about to come, and I don't care. No, I know it's going to be great. Not specifically in the sense that I get a good percentage but the fact that whatever happens, I'll get through it. I'm capable enough of making something good of myself and I know that.

This is one of the reasons I'm writing this mawkish old post, I want to remember all this, because I know when this mood passes, I'll be sh*t scared.

But atleast going through this post can remind me of my trust in God's plan. He has a plan, he'll get me there.

I'm going to stop writing and relish this moment now, thank you.


Twitter is officially cool. Fur realz.

I don't tweet much but I was online yesterday and I tweeted to Jason Castro welcoming him back to his youtube datenights because he's gone out of touch with his fans ever since his marriage in Jan 2010.

I was going through my mentions right now and I found that he had replied. OMG.

If this would've happened in grade 9th, I might've had a cardiac arrest.

P.s. I really want paloosa, zashy, happy bug and deeba to read this since they'll be able to relate to my happiness. Oh, and ofcourse, my flashaaz.

- Dekho dekho kaun mashoor hogaya bhei

Pervez Musharraf. Nai, vo pehley hi mashoor tha. His visit to Manchester. Here's the video.

Orange sweater. My friend. MAK. Woohoo.

And here's a bonus picture by SS. It's so beautiful, with the sun in it's perfectly fiery shade, and the bird sitting so calmly unaware of the enigmatic entity behind it. What a shot S!

- Nihari

Remember the Nihari I talked about earlier and couldn't upload the pics since I had conveniently dropped my phone in the commode?

Here, my phone's miraculously working. The pikchawzzz.

-HaWt Bwoiz

Hello, meet my friends. First up is Jeremiah. He's from Armenia. Hayastan. He has red hair. He can play the guitar and loves Imran Khan. He loves sky diving, bungee jumping and helps me devise plans to take over the world.

Up next is Sikandar. Sikandar has a very short temper but when it comes to his gf he's very sweet at heart. Sikandar says: "I cAn d0 anYfiN fO maH frnXx cuX deY r My Lyf". He has beaten up several guys to defend his 'jigarz'.

They are the hottest guys I have ever seen.
Edit: It's me and MA, a friend of mine, playing dress-up. Daunt confuze.

-NSFW, sort of.

Warning: Click the link only if you're okay with partial nudity.


I've been wanting to write about this for a long time, but I kept putting it off since I thought it would sound too clichéd or boring. But today, I found this while browsing the internet and it made me feel really happy.

It's a link that leads you to pictures of a photo shoot of plus size models. Beautiful women, with curves. No, I'm not putting this up since I'm biased towards curvy people but just because it gives me great pleasure to see people not associating beauty with someone's size.

Skinny people are beautiful, so are curvy people. Ultimately it's how you carry yourself.

Same goes for starving/dieting/working out. Doing it as SS said "to maintain a healthy lifestyle", and not being obsessed with losing weight for anything else than for your own satisfaction.

At the end of the day: It's your body, your life and the feeling you get when you look at yourself in the mirror.

So keep eating, stay healthy and be happy no matter what you do! Cheers. xx

- The pearly frame

- Burning through my darkest night

- Purple Skies

Coffee shop chronicles

I was reading the same book again. It was like an old friend. The creases, blots, tears. All the familiar imperfections that made it mine. That reminded me that the book had survived this journey with me.

I carry it around as a mask. My book. I hide behind it. I love to observe things with the scarlet cover shading the lower half of my face while my charcoal eyes hungrily devour the scenery through the mesh of matted eyelashes. Sometimes mascaraed.

I've been told my book makes me look anti-social. It's like a barrier. Between me and them. The people I observe. Who could be my friends if I tried a little. But the book separates them from me.


I had never observed him. But he had observed me. I've been thwarted.

He walked up to me and gave me a new copy of the book. He said, without a smile, "It's worn out, your copy."

It's not a barrier anymore.


I've been having a busy week. Eventful. I'm going to list stuff now, don't feel like writing in a paragraph.

1. At college yesterday my cellphone slipped from my pocket and fell in the commode. :(
2. Some really big events are in process for which I found potential sponsors too. :D
3. MA won't show her face at college. :(
4. SL won't stop effing critisizing every effing move I make. -__-
5. I haven't bonded with my girls for a long long time. :(

OH. This is turning out to be a whiny post. So what. Mera blog hai. Mein karungi whine. Whine, whine, whine. Okay I'm done.

6. I ate nihari at a proper hotel (read 'hottal'). Delicious. I took pictures but, they were in my phone. (refer to point 1)
7. I travelled in a public bus. Starline zindabad.
8. FREE FOOD. Yeah there was this quiz at college after which they gave the guests and organizing committee free food. Being in the council has it's perks. Very tasty perks. ^^

I guess I'm just pmsing. The week wasn't that bad. See, blogging makes me feel better.

I would've written more but I think I'm just rant-
Hey I was sayi-
What the he-

Yeah thats what I feel like at college aj kal. We're getting pretty impatient and mean with each other, I've noticed. Gotta work on that. Letting the other person complete their sentences.

Conclusion, conclusion. Everyone who reads this, please pray for my lovely friend SS's grandpa. He's in the hospital and your prayers would really mean a lot to her, and to me. Thanks :)

Yawn. I'm going to go eat a cupcake now.

Hypocrisy..or diplomacy?

It's pretty natural for us to dislike certain people in our lives. Whether it's someone you've known a long while, or just bumped randomly into in the lunch line, everyone has people who piss them off.

While some people tend to express their disapproval, others like me try to paste a false smile on their faces and hide the hatred in some deep corner of our hearts/minds.

See, here's my point. The grudge will eventually pass, and then all I'll be left with is one more enemy. Not good. Especially since the world is a very tiny place where everyone knows everyone! :|

What if my first perception of this person I apparently hate is wrong, and changes after a while, and I need them to take over the world? What shall I do then if I've been rude to them?

That is why I will keep on smiling at everyone*. ^_^

So, my very countable readers, tell me this. Am I hypocrite, or a diplomat?

*except Gaga&Biryani's spawn.

Vote for Sylar Pliss? ^__^

Heyy all.

If you're reading this and love/like Sylar/Zachary Quinto, please please vote for him here.

And if you don't, do it as a favour to me. ^__^



Super girl XD

Happy Birthday to one of the awesomest people I know. *drumroll*

Saira Siddiqi.

She's truly an amazing person. She's sensitive, and a very good listener. Knows how to give the best advice and she's so complex (in a good way) that you could talk to her for hours and not get bored.

Saira is a good friend. A wise friend. A caring little munchkin she is. She's a multi tasker and doesn't admit it. Saira, you underestimate yourself too much.

Our friendship is something like love at first sight. LOL. Literally. The first time we met. We spilled everything to each other. Every little secret. Major, minor. Everything. And it's only gotten stronger since.

I know sometimes I act stupid and hurt you. I'm sorry for that. I'm not as experienced or good with life as you are Sai. I'm learning, bear with me pliss? :)

Lastly, thank you for being such an awesome friend and even awesome-r person. You're beautiful on the outside, but even more beautiful on the inside. I'm glad to be your friend and I hope this lasts forever. LOVEYOULOADS.




I know you're all worried about who put that Rs. 5/= discount on pepsi but here to put an end to this madness, and to shed light on a more serious topic is Capt. Jack Sparrow.

Over to you, Jackie.

Silver Jubilee Post. Whattay.

Here's a little gay stuff for y'all. In celebration of LPS's 5oth post. *claps and hoots*

The world is jubilent.

They talk of the moon.

Why so, when my eclipse has just begun?

Don't worry sweet sister,

I'll make it through.

You know I've forever loved the sun.

Eid Mubarak!

The only decent photograph I have of myself, well of my necklace on eid :)

Hello dear readers, Eid Mubarak! *Hugs you thrice* :D

It's mechanical to be happy on eid, even when I really have a lot to be sad about. But Eid is about giving thanks unto Allah and rejoicing for what we have, and not we desire. :)

I'm sad about the people who have lost literally everything here in Pakistan, and yet their hope amazes me. The strength of the Pakistani people never fails to astound me. We get through everything. Everything.

I'm sad about those misguided people who are doing this thing. The whole Burn the Quran day and all. To them: Whatever. Seriously. Honestly. As long as the Quran is safe in our hearts and as long as true believers keep following what is in it, noone can hurt the spirit. I'm just sad about these people. What would it be like living inside their hate filled heads? *shudders*

Let me elucidate on one point that I keep stressing all the time. What I feel for these people is restricted to ONLY the people involved in this shameful act. I'm not naming any country or religion. And since no human should resort to such levels of hatred, I condemn anyone who would take part in such a hurtful act whether they be of any creed, colour or religion.

Ah, serious hogaya.

Hmm, so getting back to eid. As my friend Anusha said in a text:

Today is about two things:

1. Looking pretty and
2. EIDI!!!

So yeah, Eidi, Sheer Khurma, new clothes, FOOD and lots of love!

Eid Mubarak once more all you lovely people! :)

P.S. Happy Happy Birthday my sweet unbiological sister Monazzaaahhh!! Love you forever xoxo

Best Eid Gift Evar xD

I'm proud to announce, dear readers, that I've been featured as the spotlight blogger on SITS.

This is amaaazing news for me, since it's the first time I've been recognized on a proper platform. Thank you so much SITS. :)

Go over there and give these girls a visit. They're amazing people and I'm sure you'll love the blogs there.

Thanks again!

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