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Monday, November 05, 2007

Mon, 05 Nov 2007 18:15:55 GMT

Its about time WE, the students took charge...

Musharraf, declared martial law on the people of Pakistan on the 3rd of November, calling it a state of emergency - a needed action to curb the militant and terrorist attacks that are plaguing the nation. He destroyed all hopes of a better future for our people, for us, by adhering to his selfish needs and simple power hungriness.

Pakistan has been bestowed with the most corrupt and useless leaders the world has seen, and if that was not enough we have now been bestowed with an idiot moron and weak one. During his 8 years in power, Pakistan has seen "immense growth", at the price of increasing income disparity, increasing unemployment, increasing inflation, numerous suicide bombings, useless killings, mass murders, the Lal Masjid incident, missing persons - converting the already beaten down Pakistan into nothing more than a tool for the western nations to do their dirty work for them. What respect are we to show to a man who comes on national TV and bows down to the US, and rather than explaining his rash actions to the people of Pakistan (who he DOESN'T represent) makes excuses to the west.

He stated: I have been ashamed having to explain the actions of our people to the west. To which I say: We, the people of Pakistan have been ashamed because of YOU and no one else...a leader who is weak enough to not be able to curb violence in his own country and rather blame it on anyone and everyone else...that leader is weak and unworthy of his position...

In 8 saloon mein tum kuch nahi kar paye, to ab kia karnamey injaam do gein...Jeenay do...

We are not fooled, this is not a decision made by placing PAKISTAN FIRST, rather its all for you and your gains...You do not get to decide what is better for us...You do not get to choose.

Today, some students from my university, LUMS, went to the Lahore High Court to attend a protest with several 1000 lawyers. It is prohibited to bring force into the high court building - yet today, these peaceful protestors were not only arrested, they were tear gassed (a substance banned even in wars), they were beaten, they were verbally abused...in the house of justice, justice was broken down.Today, the initiative was taken by students at LUMS, who protested within the campus and will continue to do so till Musharraf steps down...on Thursday, we hope that universities all over Pakistan will together arrange protests in their respective universities to test waters - Join Us. And then we will head to the streets...we will march, we will scream, we will protest...we will not quietly fade into the night, this is our right - this is our right.

We have been denied a right to democracy, to properly elect a government that represents us and not an institution (military). We are denied a HUMAN right and are thus declared Animals. We are not animals, and neither are we backward, or idiots or illiterates who don't deserve representation. We reserve the right to make our own mistakes and learn, we don't need a parental head telling us what HE thinks is right for us. We deserve our human, civil and judicial rights. We deserve it all and We will get them back. Musharraf, you are but a man, not God, and its about time you realized this. You may have crippled the media, you may have crippled the judiciary, but you cannot cripple us, the students, the future of this country, of this Pakistan.

Pray for our country, for the dark times ahead, for the light at the end of the tunnel to brighten...Our grand parents saw Ayub (brought down by people like us - the students!), our parents saw Zia, we have seen Musharraf...Lets not let our kids see this bleak future. Lets not be ashamed when we tell them about the history of our country and the role we played. Lets not be ashamed and be able to tell them of the sacrifices we made. Lets not be ashamed and rather be proud, proud to belong to a nation so beautiful, a nation that deserves better and a nation that is safe and a home for not only us but our future generations as well. Its about time somebody did something - and that somebody is nobody else, but us.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Mon, 21 May 2007 11:14:29 GMT

im trying very hard to finish a paper, yet since im sitting witnessing the most beautiful day iv seen in ages, i really cant. Its cloudy. And i smell rain. i was so anticipation of it, that i scared my room mate by hallucinating rain...i actually saw a huge flood outside...and no i havnt yet gone mad.

im going home on the 7th - very excited, 3 months away from this place - this place which everyone says i should cherish memories off - but to be honest, i wanna leave here like theres no tomorrow n theres no turning back. Sure i'll miss some of my cherished friends...but im sure, since theyre so important to me, this place is not the reason for us being together.

o its really windy now...cold wind...nice. You must realize we've had a huge dry spell here, hot as an oven, and im waiting in extreme anticipation for it to rain. y oh y wont it happen!

Rain is a fickle thing - it leaves u hanging at the very last moments...much like people...

more later...my writers block may be leaving n i need to finish my paper...

word of advice: never let a paper decide 70% of ur grade..

Monday, October 23, 2006

Mon, 23 Oct 2006 14:48:26 GMT

hmm, since my last entry i have successfully managed to sprain my foot and injure my back to an extent that required physiotherapy. joy.

eid mubarak to all...looks like we're having 30 days of fasting after all.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 19:03:00 GMT

Its been raining quite a lot in Karachi, which I might add is saying something considering that rain, here, is a lost commodity. With rain comes the usual road flooding, as a journalist aptly puts it, “ a 3 inch tsunami.” Life couldn’t be better as we stand by and watch the scene unfold. The newly built underpass, whose drainage had been so publicly emphasized and appreciated, steadily, became our very own swimming pool…grand. The 3 sword round about didn’t quite want to be left behind, and thus became home to another cozy pool.

So here i was slightly oblivious to the disaster that awaited, excited at the prospect of showing my cousin (from Punjab) the city i proudly called home. Joy. Half way down the road, lost in the small galee’s of Bath Island, my poor car rocked back and forth swaying to the small tides that were presenting themselves in the water below. All you needed were strong wooden oars and we could’ve rowed our way to the mall ( we were headed for the ill fated “Forum” which oblivious to me had sunk inches deep in water.) I was merely contemplating on how best to describe the scenario to my cousin to whom I had been all praises for this city when a slight wetness on my feet caught my attention. And voila, there it was, the brown murky street water, seeping into my car. Eww. I was speechless.

Anyhow, we finally made our way towards another mall which had had a better fortune and was gloating peacefully. A couple days later, (with a thorougly disgruntled cousin who didnt quite care muh for karachi) I was making my way back from my first day at the internship, when i became a witness to yet another catastrophe. The newly built road near the underpass ( mind you the underpass had been cleared in but a day and road blocks had been formed on either side to make sure the water didnt seep through), this road, ladies n gentlemen, ran from Gulf all the way down Mehran Market, to Uzma Market ending blissfully at Agha's Super Market (basically it ran a long length).

Now here was this road, which took the administration about six months to build, with they boasted a brand new n state of the art water disposal system. Aha. Well this "beautiful" road had been broken at the sides, the pipelines hammered apart and laid out for the public to see and amaze at the absolute waste of money and time.

I'm sure my cousin will be coming back soon.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 18:06:06 GMT

dear sunny,

personally i dont give a shit or a rat's ass about my spelling or grammer...and i dont think u should either...so stop correcting it!

as for an entry....well here u r...i turned 20...almost a month ago...5th July...big milestone...n yes sunny u did forget my bday so deal with it...n no i didnt forget urs...i actually had my msn sn changed...not my fault u were too busy to see it. :P

ok...im ending my letter or watever this is to u hear...the rest is just my entry:

i went to london this summer...which is stillin progress...beautiful weather, (london tht is)...however iv realized im allergic to pollen...which was quite abundant,hence had a country warming present of a skin allergy - eekh. Awesome shopping though...had fun had fun....Dubai was a bit rough though...too damn hot - i mean i can handle Lahore,Karachi...but Dubai was just BAD. u literally went out and were caked with dust n oil...sticky sticky...

Going to start interning monday - jwt Asiatec...Advertising Agency....should be fun.

happy sunny?

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Wed, 01 Mar 2006 08:28:46 GMT

i know this sounds weird but bear with me...have u ever have had the feeling as if someone plunged a knife into your chest and left it there...with an open wound festering around the sharp metal...

ok, yea, grotesque...do remember, im usually not this weird.

any writer, artist, or for that matter any individual...does not appreciate it when their work is butchered...Theres a thing called editing, and theres one called butchering...An article looses its apeal if its not what the author intended...it loses empathy - it becomes fake.

So here i was, writing a soulful article about the misery caused by the earthquake...and when i read the published copy...for a minute, i couldnt remember if it was mine...if you end up reading it...theres a few lines from me - lets see if you can picture them!

Writing - articles or books, is meant to be heartwarming...touching, true. It is meant to make you want to get up (if written over some injustice or other such disastrous things) and do something about it...It is meant to make you sit back think for a moment, and realize the unimportance of your life and feel for the rest of humanity - the under privelged ones or the victims...they dont deserve a sweeping look, a bored mind...they deserve your time, a little attention, a little empathy.

I know its hard to understand...people die everyday...good excuse...but does it make it ok for us to feel nothing over their deaths? does it make it ok for us to glance over them and pretend it didnt happen...they dont exist? then why write about them in the first place...why?

Im overdramatic...bad habit...but its a bit disgusting and a whole lot depressing that people have become so immune to death, and to the importance of people who are not from their part of the world...Wake up, take a look around...this world isnt your playground...theres more to it then you and I.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 05:26:17 GMT

its been more then 72 hours - no chances of any survivors anymore...

if anyone is willing to donate or lend a helping hand in any way please let me know...you can take 10 minutes out of your day to think about all the victims and say a little prayer - they deserve it.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 06:34:53 GMT

hmm, oddly enough it seems as though my blog has become a place for memories of people lost...

October 8th, 2005 - - - 8: 50ish am.
I'm half lying on my bed trying hard to keep my eyes open and study for a midterm that was going to take place in a mere hour and half or so. I considered taking a quick power nap, when all of a sudden, my bed starts shaking...my initial reaction, "why the hell is my phone vibrating"...grabbed the phone it wasnt ringing...then i thought of the movie the exorcist... curious and oblivious to my surroundings wen my roommate suddenly said," Omg, why the hell are we moving!" I remember jumping off the bed, staring at the ferociously vibrating door of the room in front of ours, grabbing my room mate n making her stand under the door sill. Then realizing the quake was prolonging, i ran around the hall, or tried to since it kept moving n got everyone to wake up n move downstairs under open skies...

I didnt even feel the brunt of the quake, thus i can only imagine that if it were this bad in Lahore, miles away from the epicenter, how horrible must it have been at the epicenter.

At night we were vacated from our rooms - top two floors...and moved downstairs...had to break the fire escape key out of a glass box and open the doors cause the warden couldnt care less...by the end I couldnt differentiate between the ground moving or being still...its a very horrible feeling.

Pray for the victims and their loved ones.

As usual the US and UK have come out as complete STINGY beings, offereing such sad aount of aid that it literally qualifies as nothing, and we Pakistanis gave a billion dollar aid to the US for Katrina while being a nation hugely in debt...damnit human life matters no matter if its a brown villager or a chic caucasian, such apparent selfishness is disgusting. Such racism and in this day n age - a Shame

If you want to help lemme know i might be able to send some info ur way and how u can contribute.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Fri, 26 Aug 2005 14:15:14 GMT

a moment of silence, for my dear friend luke who died last yr amd i just heard the news today...

i only wish i'd known sooner.

may you Rest in Peace...

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Thu, 11 Aug 2005 14:52:53 GMT

o yea shit happens - just all the frickin time
cheers to u too.