Vertigo

Everyone you better listen to U2’s new record “Vertigo” from the upcoming album which shall be released in November. It’s a hell lot of cool rock song. Its just amazing how this band keeps coming up with remarkable singles. Just do get hold of it and listen

So after trying to grow my hair unsuccessfully for four months, finally today I gave in. why was I trying for such a change with my rapidly receding hairline, I have no idea(maybe an old desire of following the likes of Roberto Baggio I should follow his never say die attitude rather than this). And right when I started enjoying this new change, I gave in to some pressure and my own uncertainty. Usually when I go for some change I am quite certain about it but this time I wasn’t and it quickly became all messy, yea it felt good ;) but sure was getting all untidy and wasn’t suiting me. I guess I should realize now am not blessed with good hair and should stop playing with them. I know I know its lame to talk about your hair style or appearances and there are so many other things which I should be Thankful about which I am, but sometimes we just go off the track and today was one of that day.

Marathon Effort

Twenty one years, that is a long period for most of the activities but to continue working for this much time at the same place with nearly all the same people with the same routine that takes some effort. From 1983 till 2004 my father taught as professor of Biochemistry to first/second year medical students at Arab medical university in Libya.
I believe the only motivation he had was he wanted to see his children get top quality education and I must say that was some strong will. To live in a place which is socially isolated and nearly 5 years or more behind our country and not to mention for past 9 year he has been living there alone, I cant find words to praise his efforts. I remember when we were young how much he got out of his way to collect our missing notes or made arragement for tuitions. And when we were in universities how he managed to get funds by working extra time or asking people for temporary loans just to pay our fee on time. In the end mashAllah say he has achieved it all. I got graduated in May 2000 and this is Hammad’s last year seems like perfect timing for him to come back.
But I wonder what would be his feelings, coming back from a place where he spent majority of his professional career. Where he was given so much respect and recognition and now to coming back to his family and his homeland, must be mixed emotions. I just hope he settles down soon here.
In the end, I would like to thank him for all he did for us, for all his efforts in making me what I am today. Thanks Baba.

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A hope, like a distant ship
On a stranded island
A walking stick
For a crippled soul
All of a sudden
The ship changes its direction
The stick breaks into pieces
And the old man looks to the sky
For another smoke.

Weekend

Met silentspring, saturday night (finally) for dinner. Once again it was great to see and talk to him. We both discussed our faults in past, hopes and chances for the future and reassured each other that we will get there (inshAllah). Although one promise which I made to him about finishing a book in 3-4 days doesn’t seem like I will be pulling that off :) sorry rizvi. I hope you keep your side of the deal ;), waisay bhee you got 17 books to read :D. Sunday was fun, watched Pakistan beating India in a thriller, it was some tense match thanks to Pakistan’s own faults and some great bowling by Irfan Pathan(he reminds me of Wasim Akram and that’s some credit), but it had to happen India Pakistan Match are never easy going and that’s the best part about them. I wish and hope that we go on and win this tourney and especially I so much hope that we beat the Aussies, its long over due now.

Anyways take all
Adios

Miscellaneous Thoughts

He just wasn’t a colleague, he is/was more than that, a friend, a brother and a mentor. Irfan aka ifi left today for Dubai to avail an opportunity which came to him just at the right time (lady luck cant be more timely than this). From the very first day at office(infact before that even during aptitude test) he was there to guide me and help me whenever I needed any assistance. But above all we had many fun-filled outings and memorable moments, which made this short 8-month association quite a special one. I thank you Irfan.
His absence will be felt by all of us. I am sure that he will do there just great, the way he performed here and even better inshAllah. And I hope we somehow share the burden of his responsibilities he was carrying here.

Hammad doesn’t seem to able to find sponsors for his
“All Pakistan Gaming Competition” to be held in GIKI. He seems pretty upset about it and why shouldn’t he, it was his dream to hold something of this magnitude when he is the president of that Society, but may be sometimes dreams are meant to be dreams. He is running short of 90k which is almost 1/3 of total estimated expenses. I wish I had some savings with so that I could help him out, now I can only just pray.

(Following paragraph has been written in worst vocabulary one could ever write, with wrong use of adjectives and lousy description of expressions. Read it on your own risk)

A situation arose today where I had to act in a completely normal manner when I was in a huge state of shock. At a public place I met my old friend although we haven’t seen each other since 8-9 months but were in touch thru msn or phone, before that we used to meet almost 2-3 times a month. But after switch of job I failed to manage to do that. I knew he had his nikah in July, but when he introduced his wife to me I was like “ouch when did that happen?”. I had to quickly change my expressions to normal(I hope I had succeeded) routine ones, the ones which come when u meet someone after a long time at an usual place. I didn’t even congratulate him :( maybe I will do when I will see him online next.
If It seems that I am complaining about it no am not, but I just wished that he had informed me of his new beginning :).Anyways Good luck Dear, I pray that you both live an amazing life inshAllah.

Day at work

From reading blogs to complex Graphics programming algorithms, from debugging old applications to designing new ones, from collecting funds to bugging Adil that is the summary of the day at work. And now I am wirting it all, waiting for clock to hit 8:30 before leaving for Irfan’s farewell dinner.

PS: Sorry Rizvi aka silentspring for cancelling out our meeting.

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I read it once in a newspaper I think it was “The News” that in Japan they have these anger/frustration release rooms. Idea is they fill these rooms with antique or thrown away breakable stuff and rent them out for an hour or so. Now the person who has rented this room has the freedom of throwing stuff around and thrash them all around, sounds kewl na, I want one right now!!!!. One thing though, actual details might be slight different because I don’t seem to remember it well but idea was close to it. But anyways one such room would do now. Anyone who would like to finance this idea do contact me or if you ever plan to setup such a facility without my knowledge atleast do write up this blog’s url on each room’s wall.
Gracias

Floating

At times when I have enough thoughts to fill this blog, I don’t seem to have time and when I have spare time I don’t feel like writing. That’s what been happening since past 15 or more days and hence so fewer updates. There might another reason that life has become so monotonous that even whatever I write, looks like a copy from my archives.
They say idle mind is a devil’s workshop when my mind is idle I start thinking about all the missed opportunities, escape plan from this routine and curse myself about not taking any steps. Its not that I am not doing well in professional life, mashAllah say things are pretty stable but I just know that things can’t and won’t stay like this for long and day by day escape window is getting shorter. One of my desires to go for MS is still very much alive and burning but for that the biggest obstacle is GRE and for GRE I need to make huge efforts. It all comes down to making time available (maybe I need a course on time management ;) ) The ever growing list of “things to do” is an annoying feeling. In short I am sick of floating (how successfully don’t care) without any direction because it might lead me to a waterfall at the end. It is high time that I start moving my hands and head out for one of the directions that I always wanted to.

Ciao