Sunday, April 11, 2010

Lazy, smug me and the party! :D

Okay, so I really don't know why I don't blog anymore! Maybe it's just mere laziness or the fact that I have a very low number of readers. But seriously every time, Mr. Anonymous's e-mail pops in my inbox, it is successful in triggering enough determination to make me write a post! I wish I had more readers though, the way I used to have before :(.
Anyway, I just came back from an awesome party which I threw for my friends at Pizza Hut. What was the party for? Well, it was certainly not for my pre-boards exams 'cos seriously my result just wasn't worth it! Ha Ha. What actually deserved a celebration was the fact that I am one of the fifty students all around Pakistan who cleared the National Chemistry Contest and are now going to be sponsored for a free training in that subject. How is that! :D

Well, chemistry has always been my subject. I have always been a scorer in that area. Now my finals are starting form 11 th May and I seriously need to get started with the revision. Like seriously!

Other than that, I feel important to mention that I so lorve my friends. All millions of them. Everyone is just so special, I don't believe I have so many nice ones. Okay, so I don't have like this one person I am totally intimate with, I have loads. I don't shy away from talking to people and sharing my thoughts and feelings with them. I believe I have so many dimensions to my personality that just one person is not enough to understand me. I share different dimensions with different people. And that makes life a whole lot easier. I don't have hard core secrets I might shy away from telling. So with me, it's not all that complicated. Secondly, I am the kind who can easily get along with all sorts of people. I don't hold grudges for a very long time (in very rare cases I do). I easily forgive and put stuff behind me. It's hard not to like me, once you get to know me. And seriously I am not being complacent! :P

My mind is bobbling with ideas of writings these days. Stories and poems and scripts I want to write them down but I don't know where my time flies. I don't study, I don't do anything productive. I guess all I do is lie around watching TV or social networking :P (you know my friends!). Khair, There is this new Miley Cyrus song I am crazy about these days. It's 'When I look at you' from the movie 'The last song'. By the way, Liem Hesworth is so hot. I can prove it, 'cos this time my cousin is with me, who usually never supports my guy-choices!

Anyway, I am sleepy and tired. I have to go to school tomorrow. Please pray that I get to studying soon or else..

Tata! :)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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I know that I haven't posted for like ages and probably most of you have already forgotten this girl, who babbles a lot and over thinks and gets disappointed over the tiniest of the things and then works her way out.

Well, jog your memories, people, 'cos seriously I am an unforgettable kinda person. I mean, somewhere in the corner of your mind, you'll always find me jumping around. Hehe! Oh gosh, it has been such a long time since I last wrote that I don't know where to begin from. Umm... Well.. Let's begin from school.

Okay, so my pre-boards are about to start. Pre-boards are the exams we have before our finals. They are like preparatory tests. My syllabus is far from being under control. Whenever I open the books, things just jump onto me, making there presence felt, screaming that they have to covered. Those screams terrify me!

I just waste a lot of time, mostly 'cos I watch a lot of T.V. In fact I snort T.V like a drug. It is so difficult to get me away from it, once I switch it on. It's almost the same with me and social networking, social networks have super-glue powers.

Apart from that my junior year is finally about to end. Thing are just making a peaceful finish, just like in those Disney fairy-tale movies when the princess finally gets together with the prince and the the words 'The End' appear in glitter.

When I look back at my year, I realize that I learned so much in junior year. I see myself as such a mature and responsible adult now, which I certainly was not when I made my way in to junior year. I have improved, I know how to handle situations, how to deal with different sorts of people, how to have fun and let go of things. I learned how to stand by my decisions, how to accept things the way they are. I feel satisfied with whoever I am and whatever Allah gave me. Cos I know, I am far better than a lot of others and no wonder, to Allah I shall always remain thankful.

I have had hard times and disappointments and turn downs; but on the contrary some really good moments came my way as well. Some hysterical ones too, I should admit, but all in all a perfect mixture that taught me all the valuable lessons one could learn in her junior year.

I have finally found a group of real nice friends and we have awful fun time together. We make fun of each other and laugh wildly at stuff. Things have finally fallen into places. There still are people who create problems, but then again, I can't make the whole freakin' world work the way I want it to. Some things should let be.

Moving from high school, today I was really missing my sophomore year and my friends in that school. I have mentioned before that after sophomore, I switched schools. I was kinda missing the chill kinda person I used to be there. Everybody's favorite, loved and cared for. In junior year, things are harsh, but life doesn't always give you lemons; sometimes you gonna deal with hazelnuts. (I really don't know why I wrote that, but it makes sense somewhere in my head!! :P)

Mr.Anonymous, I feel delighted that you actually like my blog so much that you mailed me to make me write a post. Well, here you go, a very not-so-entertaining or juicy-gossipy kinda post, but a post all the same.

I am so sorry, that I don't blog often and don't return reader's comments. Nevertheless, I am gratified that you consider my blog worthy enough to stop by and read my bakwaas (the Urdu word for 'useless babble')

Till, I-don't-know-when, bye! :)

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Making things work...

The last time I made a post I was feeling awfully glum and gloomy. I felt confused, defeated and lost. Things in school can be really harsh at times and you just stand there and stare as things take over you. People make journeys from zeros to heroes, from nobodies to somebodies, while you are just invisible. A nobody. A mere shadow, nothing else.

Well, to my joy, I have taken control over such feelings. I have shut them up in the less-cared-of corner of my mind. So what, if I am a nobody in high school. So what, if the hot guys don't notice me. So what, if all the popular and pretty girls underestimate me. So what, if I am a pathetic loser?

I took some time and sorted out a lot of stuff. I thought over stuff, I learned to accept some harsh realities. Life really isn't as complicated as we make it. Allah has gifted us with a life which can be as simple and uncomplicated as anything, but we choose to make it difficult and incomprehensible. We choose to tie knots and cry over them. (Seriously I do that a lot!)

The problem is that I can't help it. I am this really over sensitive person, who thinks a lot. A LOT. Things are so over thought inside my head that it gets absolutely impossible to digest them the way they are. I turn a small knot into this one big knot.

So, anyway, with a huge help from my mom, my dad, my cousin Ash, my friends at school -I just love them- my blog readers: Galikea, Amy, 'fly in the web', and Ayak , I am finally almost over the sad stuff; for now. I never know when events might force me into transferring the sad thoughts back into obsessed part of my mind. But for now, I am as happy as birds in spring. I am chirpy! :)

So in the past few days, I figured some really important things, which got me back up again.
Here they are:

1, Those who believe in themselves the least, have the most to offer. -Kyle, from Kyle XY said this, and it just got me!-

2, Life is an occasion, rise to it. -from some movie-

3, Life is a monotony, unless you have lived as a loser once. That is what, being an All-Pakistani girls is all about. She goes through everything. And losing is a part of it. So I am happy that Allah has given me this chance to lose, so I rejoice to a greater extent when victory comes my way again. -I figured this out on my own-

4, People who matter, love me, unconditionally.

5, Allah has given me more than I can ask for.

6, I have been a great achiever in my past. I have been the editor of the school magazine. A paid writer in a newspaper. A position-holder in examinations. So what, if others take me as a loser, I have been bestowed with wonderful things to be proud of.

7, I have my life in front of me. Many opportunities and people, who'll always support me through thick and thin.

8, In this world, people are going through worse situations than I go through. Hunger and poverty. I think, it's selfish for me to grieve over my little, meaningless sorrows and ignore what others go through.

After all this, I don't think it's fair to remain glum and gloomy. Being happy is vital, I have big aims and big goals. If I go weak, I might not be able to make the journeys that lie ahead. So with many knots untied, I continue with my life, happy, satisfied and gratified. After all, this life is too short to cry over stuff, all the time!

Thanks for visiting my blog, even though I don't gt time to return your comments. I am awfully sorry about that.

Friday, February 5, 2010

When things just don't work..

It's been a long time since I last blogged. High school just keeps me so busy I hardly get time. And usually when my high school routine spares me some time, I am so tired that I just fling myself on the bed and snooze off.

The past week, I was really busy. I had the science project thing going on. I had two projects on my plate. And trust me, science projects are no joke at all. I had to work my ass off to get them right . I was up the whole night, the day before yesterday to work on my management sciences project. I got no sleep at all last week. So yesterday, when I came home I went to bed at five in the evening and woke up at nine in the morning. Thats like almost 16 hors of sleep. WOAH!! And during that period, I had like 6-7 dreams and they crossed my mind at different times through the day. Well, if it isn't already obvious, I am one heck of a dreamer, literally!

Anyway, I mentioned that I was running for the elections, in my previous posts. Well, I feel really bad to write that I wasn't selected. The committee threw me out of the whole election scene, although I spoke my heart out in the interview. I just failed to understand where did I go wrong. I gave in a 100% in my interview. I just really wanted it to work.

You know, things have been going really really wrong for me. I have turned into a loser, a social reject in high school. Everything I try out for, I don't get it. Even the people in the English literary society don't consider me as a member. They don't include me in anything.

So, when I came home yesterday, I cried my heart out in front of my mom. I was so disappointed in myself. It's as if all the popular people rule. It's just them and no one else. I really don't know why I didn't get to run in the elections. I gave in such an intellectual-kinda interview. Maybe, my tears aren't worth it. But it still felt awful bad.

Anyway, I feel much better now, I prayed to Allah, and I know that he is the Master. He has planned things for me and I don't need to cry over His decisions. No wonder, His decisions hold importance over all mine. May my decisions always be overshadowed by His. Ameen. Today, while praying I understood this. Now, I don't feel that bad.

Today, the schools are off, due to a public holiday. And the best part is I still have two days to look forward to. I need sometime at home, to get away from all the drama; some time with my family.

I really really miss my cousin today. It's been long since we last met and I desperately need that one-to-one time with her, when we go all crazy and stuff. I seriously miss that. I hope she visits soon.

Well, that's all that I wanted to say. I don't know when I'll be blogging next, I hope it's sometime soon. :)

Friday, January 15, 2010

A highly fashionable post!

I was watching 'Bride Wars' today -which happens to be a very entertaining movie I must say- when it occurred to me that I should post about Anne Hathaway. I have been an Anne Hathaway fan, since 'The Princess Diaries' came out. I mean, she is absolutely brilliant! Her acting, no wonder, is really good, but above that, I love her physique and her bold features. Her smile, her eyes and the way her cheek bones give her that triangular face, absolutely dashing.





And to top it all, Anne Hathaway's style sense is certainly the thing that makes me a big fan of hers. I have followed Hathaway's journey, from 'The Princess Diaries' through 'Ella Enchanted', 'The Devil wears a Prada' and 'Get Smart' to 'Bride Wars' and each time, Hathaway managed to surprise her audience with amazing get ups [okay, I don't know about the audience, but she did surprise me!]

So here are some beautiful pictures, I searched out, with comments by me. By the end of this post, you'll understand why I like her so much!


The green coat, makes my heart skip a beat!! The gloves and the shoes give such an elegant yet chic look! Just W.O.W




The haircut looks... -wordless- soo good!




Has to be one of the most dashing dress I have ever set my eyes on. Worn by Hathaway, looks 10 times better!




I have a thing for bows and polka dots. When put together, you get this pretty red top, which sets my style senses tingling!


Another green coat, that makes my heart skip a beat!


The very cute Princess Mia. This dress, just makes me wanna be a princess. And seriously, me and princess, so don't go together!


The shoes: HOT. The outfit: HOT. Anne Hathaway: ON FIRE!


Is my love for coats too obvious? And well the boots are fabulous!


Classic white collar shirt, with a black top, fabulous necklaces and a cap. Amazing!!


What a -out of adjectives- coat!! Very chic!

You just read a highly fashionable post. I have never blogged about fashion before, but I hope my readers get, that my style sense, it ain't so bad.

Well before ending the post just a little update about me. I am running in the college elections, I have an interview this Monday probably. I hope I get selected. I am starting to really like the group of really nice friends around me who support me through everything. The competition for the elections is tough but I do hope that I win. I have a parent-teacher meeting in school tomorrow. I hope it goes well.

Have a nice weekend everyone.


Sunday, January 10, 2010

A boring sunday post.

I am turning into a lazzzyyy freak! I don't feel like doing anything except for Facebook and TV these days. I go to high school, come back home, sleep like a baby, wake up, watch TV, facebook, read a book and then in my comfy bed again!

As usual, I have loads on my mind, high school, friends, life, college, future, exams and a lot of junk. Now what I need to do is clean up the junk in my mind and focus on really important stuff. I have finally settled in my high school and by settling in I mean that now I don't give a damn about what others think about me, like I used to. I had this bunch of people in my grade who used to give me a freakin' tough time but I figured that they only give me a tough time, cos I care. When I stopped caring, things, they did stopped mattering! And above all I have the most wonderful group of friends around me, so high school is really not a pain anymore. :) We have such a good time together, that I hardly get time to think about what others are doing!

Anyway, we have a science fair coming up in February and I have been working for that these days. Yesterday, I went over at my friend's place to work for the project and there was this another guy from our class who came too. He happens to be in our project group. So he came and we worked together and talked loads. It was fun, except for this point that the guy was being awfully weird and filmy and melodramatic. I mean, he was talking in lines from the films. It was soo stupid! So stupid! It felt weird!

I would also like to thank all those readers who read my 50th post and shared my excitement with me. -yeah I do get excited about small stuff-

I would like to express my utmost gratitude to Ayak, for posting about me on her blog and giving me a blog award! :) I would like to thank Galikea, Mel and Amy Grohndahl for being such regular readers and leaving wonderful comments.

So there were two readers who commented last time and I was not able to return there comments. And there is this thing that I am really intrigued about people who comment on my posts and I always visit there blogs in return. One of these people was Hassan, I tried visiting his blog, but I couldn't because I was not allowed to access it. So if you are reading this post Hassan, I would really love to visit your blog sometime!

The other person was Anonymous. He/she didn't even mention his/her name, but he/she asked me if I use any sort of IM or something, well, if he/she is reading this, add me up on Facebook, I have the badge posted on the side bar of my blog!

Anyway, I have a major test coming up and I have to study a lot for it, I have to work for my project and I have to work for my final exams. I have school tomorrow and it's ten.

For those who found the post boring, I'll try to post something better next time. :)




Tuesday, December 22, 2009

An all-so Pakistani post!! :)

Okay, so technically this is my 50th post and seriously, I am excited that I am finally writing it. I have been blogging for 6 months now, and in these six months I have been through a lot. My blog has been more than a place to share my thoughts for me. It has been a solace for me in times I was upset and heart-broken!

Writing has always helped me through difficult times. It's like a really brilliant way of sorting stuff out and organizing the messed up thoughts in my mind. For finding links between things, that don't connect. For person with humongous over-thinking-stuff problems like me, a blog or a diary is necessary. As I exceed normal people when it comes to thinking and obsessing over stuff, I prefer to have both.

Now as suggested by the topic, my 50th post is going to be about Pakistani stuff. In this this post of mine, I'll be focusing two very diverse subjects. This time my post does not only revolve around the culture of Pakistan and things that make Pakistan stand out, but also some social parameters of Pakistan, which I believe should be explored as well!

Women of Pakistan

Women are an object of respect and pride in the Pakistani society. As declared by the religion followed here, women are to be protected by their saviors, men. Men are given the responsibility to take care of women, as fathers, or brothers or husbands. The idea of an independent women, earning for herself, and leading life remaining single, is now not so novel in the Pakistani society, yet, it is still condemned by the religious fanatics and not accepted by the rural Pakistani society.

As the times changed, women in Pakistan moulded themselves according to the modern requirements. Yet, the Pakistani society was unable to mould itself with the modern times. Today, although, women in Pakistan do get opportunities to work, they face problems in different areas. Working women still demand a lot more!

My aunt, Rukhsana, is the principal of a government owned school in Pakistan. Now the government education sector in Pakistan is not at all remarkable and lies nowhere in comparison with the public education sector. The political instability and other major issues in Pakistan has led to negligence towards areas such as education. The government fails to fulfil it's duty in these areas and therefore the public sector exceeds in services and facilities provided. But as the public sector is really expensive, it is unaffordable for people with low incomes. Such people thus prefer the government owned schools, despite the flaws.

Ms.Rukhsana's school is built in a train tunnel, no longer used. As unimaginable as it already might be, it might just leave you aghast when you read that right above the tunnel is a very busy flyover, with cars speeding away all the time. The children study, with the noisy sounds of horns and engines playing as the background music!

When Ms. Rukhsana was first given the responsibility as the principal of the school, the school was in a very hopeless condition! Electricity and water supplies were absolutely absent. The paint was peeling of the walls and the furniture was broken. Students and teachers weren't regular and things seemed absolutely out of hand! Ms.Rukhsana didn't know where to begin!

She knew that the government did give funds to the school but the school administration was not putting the funds to use at all, and the government didn't keep a check either. Thus the first thing she did after becoming the head was keeping control on the funds and where they were used. She got the school painted and the furniture fixed. Electricity and water supply lines were brought to the school and the school was cleaned up. She had to go through a lot of difficulties, while trying to bring this change. She had to put in extra work hours, moving from one office to other, getting stuff approved, files signed. No wonder, by the end of everyday, she was as stressed out as ever, but the very next day she was on her feet, again.

Today, the school is educating around hundred students, who attend school regularly. The school is up to eighth standard and only for girls. The students who usually attend the school are underprivileged, their parents are illiterate and sometimes they have to work to support the family. Despite all this, the school produces brilliant debaters, wonder math students and most of all more responsible citizens.

Ms.Rukhsana is a perfect picture of a dynamic woman, in my eye. She is wears cool designer lawn(summer fabric) prints and at the same time she travels in public bus. She doesn't let her status or class define her, her character is a definition of who she is. Her taste in clothes and shoes is excellent, and she loves what she does. She follows her heart and most of all, she spoils me. She is my favorite aunt. I interviewed her, especially for my blog, 'cos people like her shouldn't be hidden from the world. She is a perfect Pakistani woman!

So Here goes:

  • All-Pakistani girl: Why did you choose education as your field of profession?
Ms.Rukhsana: Back when I was in school, I used to observe my Head Mistress, Ms. Salma Aiwan. She was a 'woman of principles'. Her administration was strong and she was strict about following the rules. She used to teach me English. Being her student I was inspired by her and I wanted to be like her. That is when I decided that I would like to choose education as my field of profession. Later I got another such teacher who inspired me, she used to teach us biology. These teachers inspired me and therefore later when I had to choose a career path, I chose teaching.

  • APG: What are your strengths and weaknesses?
M.R: My friends and my determination are my strengths. My friends stand by me all the time and support me in everything I do. They offer me the right advice at the right time and help me get through difficult situations. Without them, I would be really helpless. Other than that, I believe that my determination is another driving force to my success. When I set my mind on something I endeavor as hard as ever to achieve it!
My domestic responsibilities, would certainly be my weakness. I say this, not because I hate them, but because they stop me from things I aspire to do. Taking care of my family, obviously, comes first. Compromising on family needs for work is not right and therefore, at a lot of times I choose family over work!

  • APG: If you could one thing in this world, what would you change?
M.R: If I could change one thing in this world, I would certainly change the system of government owned education in Pakistan. I have been associated with it for more than 10 years now and the more time I spend the more I realize, how much students are suffering. Education is a right of every citizen and everyone deserves it, in the best way!

  • APG: Where would you like to go for holidays?
M.R: I would like to visit India. It is a land of my forefathers. My mom hails from India.

  • APG: One thing you can't stand at all.
M.R: I can't stand dishonesty at all.

  • APG: Who has affected your personality and what you are today?
M.R: My dad has a big hand in what I am today. I was very intimate with my dad and he used to guide me through a lot of things in my life. I have adopted a lot of his positive points. He has played a major role in building up my personality!

  • APG: What color do you like the most?
M.R: I really like sky blue! It is my favorite!

  • APG: Name one thing you love shopping for.
M.R: I do enjoy shopping for clothes, but more than that I enjoy shopping for home goods, example, crockery. I love shopping for mugs or plates or various dinner sets. I really like that!

APG: Aunt Rukhsana, you are the best!! :) :) :)

So here was one social aspect of Pakistan. Now if you have still survived the post, you can hang around to check out a cultural festival I attended a few weeks back. The festival focused on the culture of one of Pakistan's province: Sindh. I live in Sindh, but I have not yet explored the whole province. Well here are some pictures of Sindhi culture: the clothes, the jewelery and lot more!!



A traditional fabric


A peacock hand-embroidered on fabric



A pretty embroidered over-coat




An elephant hand-embroidered on a wall hanging

A painting of a girl!



Hand-etched on stone


Beautiful etching on stone!


The etch-er himself with his tools!

A beautifully etched lamp!


Hand painted pot!


Hand painted pots!!



More pots!


Antique pendant shaped like a fish from the deserts of Tharparkar!

Ring from the deserts of Tharparker. [on my nail-nitten hands]

Another ring! Nice!



More jewelery from the deserts of Tharparker in Sindh!


The traditional footware: kola pori


Another traditional footwear: Khussa [my mom didn't let me buy these :( ]


Weaving of a traditional fabric: sussi


The traditional fabric: sussi