Just a random blog post! :D

Well, a lot of times I have thought of blogging about random things. Just things without stories or lessons I learned or my babbling or my over flowing emotions. :)

So here are the things. My 'just random things'

1. I listen to songs in languages I can not interpret. Some songs just make sense to me. It's like the music speaking and not the lyrics. I listened to this song for the first time in the summer vacations and fell in love instantly. The lyrics of this song is in Persian, the mother language of Urdu (the Language I speak) and absolutely beautiful. It sounds so sweet to the ears.

Here is the lyrics and the translation:

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem

My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Dam darwaza e tagqurghan jayee sanam janim

Your being borders on the divine, my love

Kassi harfe dil e maa ra nadaanist
What I feel for you, no one is privy to it

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Bahaaie mahafel e maa ra nadaanist
No one can fathom the depths or value this love

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Ba joz tofaan kassi dar shahr e ghurbat
The wild storms crashing down on strange, distant cities

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Nishaan e mahfel e maa ra nadaanist
Only they know the true worth of our love

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem

My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Dam darwaza e tagqurghan jayee sanam janim

Your being borders on the divine, my love

Na mekhawahm ke be taabat bebinom
Not ever would I want you to be sad

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Dilam khwahad ke shadaab at bebinam
All I ever need is that you be happy and content

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Nadeedam man ba bedaari rukhat ra
Even if all the flowers in the world wilt and wither away

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Magar hamchu pari khwaabat bebinom
That love I have for you in my heart will not fade

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem

My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Bibi sanam janim, Rawaash e paghmaanem
My love,....

Dam darwaza e tagqurghan jayee sanam janim

Your being borders on the divine, my love

Dile e naazok tar az andisha darum
What my heart feels is far mellower than my thoughts

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Hawaie motadel chun resha darum
There will never be a moment when I won’t yearn for you

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Hama gul hai e aalaam gar bekhoshkad
Bibi, believe me, your love is deeply rooted in my heart

Bibi sanam janim, anaar e sisstaanem
My love, you are like the sweet pomegranate of Sistan

Tu dar baagh e kheialem reesha dary

Even if all the flowers in the world wither….

Bibi sanam janim, Rawaash e paghmaanem
My love,....

Dam darwaza e tagqurghan jayee sanam janim

Your being borders on the divine, my love.

2. I enjoy photography even though I am not that good at it. I just think it's fun!

3. I love Biryani. Back in Pakistan, my aunt used to laughingly quote every time I had Biryani: 'Khulud would rather have home-made Biryani rather than a dinner at a 5-star hotel'. I believe, this statement still applies. For those who don't know what Biryani is, it's an Eastern rice recipe, which is believed to evolve from the Moghal cuisine. And it is probably one of the best thing that has adorned my taste buds.

Mentioning Biryani, I just remembered it has been ages since I have had it. Well I better ask my mom to make it for me! :)

4. I love poodle puppies but my mom wouldn't let me have one. I asked for a kitten and she said no to that too. We once had a duck, but my mom gave it away! :( I want a cat or a puppy!

Who wouldn't want this? *.*

5. I write songs which are so stupid that I have never tried sharing them with anyone.

6. I make stories in my mind, which I plan to write down sometime but then I don't. I am scared that my writing won't do justice to my ideas and then I just don't write them and keep on making stories in my mind. Making stories is my favorite thinking pass time.

7. I hate zits and today I got a really weird zit right above my lip. My skin is usually clear, MashAllah, but with that zit, gosh I looked weird. One of my friends was like: 'You got something above your lip' 'That's a zit'! Well, she didn't make fun of me or whatever, but I just hate zits! :/

8. I have HUGE interests in knowing where I will end up in future. :D

9. I think my English teacher is really cool. No reason, not that I am doing really good at English or whatever. I have no idea what made me form that opinion about him, I just think he is cool! :D

10. I have a badass crush on the following characters:

• Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice (the movie and the book)

• Will Blakelee From 'the Last Song' (Only the book)

I put this picture because I had no other option. Anyway, the guy is hot too! :D

• Gu Jon Pyo from 'Boys over flowers'

The crushes limit to the characters and not the real life actors. 'Cos seriously I have never had a celebrity crush ever. What is the use of crushing on people I would never even me meeting in my life? How stupid. I believe in reality and a practical approach towards life. Hahah!

Well this was an absolutely disconnected and random post. Well, sometimes things pop in my mind from all corners!

Have a nice weekend!

Tata :)

Done with exams...

So I am pleased to inform you that finally I am over with my exams and now I am as idle as a cloud. I seriously have nothing to do, I just move around aimlessly. I have absolutely nothing to do! Like nothing. I feel lazy. So anyway, I decided to update my blog, it has been so long.

Let's begin from that crap those bloody racists came up with lately: 'The draw prophet day' I mean are their bloody minds out of place. Have they no sense that provoking muslim sensations seems like such a worldly pleasure but any of their efforts can't effect even in the tinest measure the stature Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) holds. Prophet Muhammad brought revolution in this world. He taught humans things they never knew. Every human being on this freakin' planet owes to the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). And even if you don't believe in the Prophet, every human being has a responsibility to respect other's religion, their virtues, their rituals.

Muslims who don't respect other religions aren't true muslims in fact, it's inhumanity. Being a muslim, I don't mind saying that. Bloody racists, if only you could understand the circle of life. The way things work, you do something to someone and then that something returns to you someday. Just like Paulo Cohelo puts it: everything is connected to other. I pray to God, that he directs all of them to the correct path and humanity.

Now that I have got these words, trapped inside me for so long, out; I believe I can proceed with the usual babble of mine. To beigin with my papers went awesome, MashAllah. I am so happy. I am seriously expecting a very good percentage, InshAllah. The chemistry paper was difficult but it went awesome for me, considering I am good at Chemistry. The only papers I have my prayers concentrated on is Urdu (the national language) gosh the paper was to darn difficult. I didn't even know the meanings of so many words and...worst of all I wrote a very stupid essay. I mean seriously after the paper I was all like: 'What was that!?!' Anyway, I hope I get fairly good marks in it. (Please God!)

Other than that I have so much planned for the vacations. I am thinking of summer job 'cos I seriouly gotta earn some bucks. I desperately need a new computer, like pronto! And I so want a new pair of Chales & Kieth shoes. And my mom won't get me those, cos I already have a closet full of shoes but what can I do. I am a shopaholic in making. I just have to have the best of the best, the trendiest of the trendiest! And I have my eyes on so many other things, my insides are longing for a major shopping trip! UGH!

Other than that I am learning piano these days. Well, just taking online lessons which brings me to this another thing I so gotta have: an accoustic guitar. I am simply craving a guitar. I want it so bad. For that I'll need money, and here you go, another reason I am desperate for a summer job.

Anyway, I have been reading this book about Afghanistan these days: 'The wasted vigil' by Nadeem Aslam and it is so disturbing. You know, it's crazy 'cos at some points I feel so isolated. I mean I just know who is wrong who is right. How did all of us end up in such a mess! Such a mess!

Last night I was talking to my younger brother, and he was complaining about how strict mom and dad can be at sometimes. He is going through that phase in his teenage where parents always seem wrong. I rationalized stuff for him. Things his prim perspectives won't catch right now but he'll get them later. I trust my mom and dad a lot, the way they brought me up. I am proud of it. And I want my brothers to be proud of it too.

Well, that's all. I hope I'll write again soon.
Tata!