Last night I came across with a  ghost.   She seemed to be very dejected. She reminded me “Moaning Martyl” of Harry Potter Series.  I felt a deep sorrow for her and asked why she was wandering between heaven and earth. She told me the following story:

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I have been wandering since I have given my life to my love.  He had the coolest heart, but threre had always been a warm smile on his face. He was handsome. In my eyes he was prince charming, but he had always filled with gloom. He might have bright life, but he loved living in camera. I tried hard to know what wrong had happened in his life, which had made him stone hearted. O’stranger don’t ask who he was, because I can’t tell you except this that he was my love. I always hoped in my entire life that one day he will be mine, but that day never came instead I met with an end. Since then I am wandering. Can you tell me O’stranger how long I have to wait for him, because I can not go up there without him? I know you can't tell me, because you haven't in love yet! To understand my pain you have to let yourself suffer in this pain too.

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From the day one of my school days I dreamed to do BE (Bachelor of Engineering), that’s why I chose my subjects in SSC (Matriculation) accordingly. I passed my Matric in first division. Then I got admission in DJ Science College of Karachi. When I joined the college I had to earn for my expenses myself, prior to that I was supported by my brothers. (We actually were financially weak family), so I then had to do work as a private teacher (tutor), due which I could not get time to do my physics and chemistry practical which were in the afternoon and that was my teaching time. Somehow I completed my HSC, but when I tried to get admission in an Engineering College for my engineering degree, there was the hard time started. “Bring this documents, that documents, do you have this identity, that identity…” I felt myself an alien. Any way to get all the documents required for admission the date of admission passed. I then became very disappointed and joined a college for Bachelor of Arts degree in economics. During this I continued teaching privately to interested students, and it was a very strange thing (particularly in our society) during the entire period of 12 years most of my students were girls. In the beginning it was very hard to tackle them then I overcome the tense situations and got full confidence.

I got first job  in an indenting business and first three month they gave me six or seven four drawers cabinets full of files and asked me to read them all from A to Z, which I did with patience, and here I learn how to do office/commercial correspondence which became very useful for me in times to come. After four years I left this job and got a job in a Textile industry. My main job was to do all the correspondence relating to Export, Banks, State Banks Customs which I did successfully. After three years, I left this job and joined Ball Bearing Manufacturing Industry. Here my main job was to deal with the government authorities like Customs, Sales Tax, Excise etc. During this job I earned my Law Degree. I got the admission in Law College but didn't see the face of the college through out the law education period. I prepared all the material myself with help of syllabus at home and sitting in the office, and earned my Law Degree. I never practice law as an advocate, but it helps me dealing with the government authorities and doing correspondence relating to legal matters.  Unfortunately this company liquidated due to some unavoidable circumstances. after passing a jobless year I got another job the existing one.

I got married and God blessed me with a baby boy, daughter was born after four years.

 The main theme of my autobiography is that hard work never fails you in your life. I am though, not a VIP level of employee, but I am proud that I have a complete authority on my job and now all the relating things/aspects to my work are mostly on my finger tip. I have been requested by most of the seniors to help them  disposing of their work in relation to correspondence, data maintenance, administration, secretarial, accounts, and what ever asked with the blessing of God I never failed. And how I got this in brief, by study, remember, I was asked to study the piles of files hundreds of them to STUDY. Prior to that I had to study for my students in prior to appearing before them (AGAIN STUDY).  So my friends, it is must to learn that you should develop the ability, guts patience in yourselves to STUDY.  

Dishes of Pakistan:

We have number of meals (dishes) in our country. You can find a vast variety of food. Food taste of the people of Sub-continent goes back to monarch era and mostly attributed to the kings and nawabs (Lords) of the regions. Following are the Meals which are most popular in our country:

1.Nehari: This dish mostly eaten in the morning as breakfast (but now has become common for lunch and dinner) Its main ingredient is beef taken from the front legs of cows or bufallow.

2.Behari Kabab: This dish also made of beef, preferably of the part called hunter beef.

3.Baghara Baigan (Brinjal): It is made with brinjal fill with minced meat.

4.Sab Daigh: This dish is made with mixed vegetables with minced balls having full boiled egg within. If it is made without vegetables, then it is called Nargisi Koftay. (Nargis is a flower, daffodil, which looks like an eye, as I know).

5. Kunna: this dish is made with mutton cooked in clay pitcher (Matka).

6. Plain biryani,

7. Bombay Biryani

8. Sindhi Biryani.

9. Pulao (Biryani)

10.Malai Biryani (or Malay Biryani)

Rice is the main ingredient either with chicken, mutton or beef of all these types of biryanis.

11.Karahi chicken or karahi gosht (mutton)

v  I am immortal.

v  The red fluid running in your veins makes me crazy and I could not control my hunger.

v  I’ll look just as stunning beautiful as I do today.

v  The part of human body is the most attractive to me is “neck”.

v  I never fall sick.

v  When in mood I jump, skip, hop or sneak around.

v  I hate sunlight and prefer dark night.

v  If you read the book of Stephanie Meyer or watch the movie “The Twilight Saga Eclipse” you will wish me to bite you to make you immortal.

 What am I?

MOMENTS OF REVERIE

Yesterday morning I walked to the bank to do some routine business. On the way, I found myself in monotonous hullabaloo of the traffic engulfing me. A shiver swept through my body in spite of warm weather. There were faces, flat expressionless, empty eyes, without emotions, or if there were any expression, it was “meanness”. They were all moving very fast, avoiding looking at each other.

When I reached the bank, the attending officer asked me to sit and wait. The mechanism of the atmosphere frightened me, all the work was going on mechanically, for some moments I felt myself pervaded by machines.The magic was broken at the voice of the officer who was calling my name.

I got finished with the work. It made me feel stressed, so I came back. I was not feeling relaxed. I thought I would have been relieved this morning. In the afternoon, I spent all the time reading or trying to read – something was missing! I found one book which had the grip to keep the reader stuck with it. I don’t know when I put the book away, and drowned in deep ponder or may be in slumber. In this silent reverie, a face furled out slightly before my eyes. A sweet smiling face, full of love and tenderness, seeping some memories from my veins, let me feel very happy, I swept into my bed and closed my eyes contented.

ADVICE FROM A CELL PHONE.

1)  DON’T LET YOUR SCHOOL GOING KIDS TO USE CELL PHONE:

If there is any doubt in your mind  “Should School Going Children are allowed to use me (Cell Phone)?” My straight response to this is NO! Why? To prove my contention, I draw your attention towards that we are talking about “School Going Children” So the prime duty of the School Going Children is to get education. Students should pay their full attention towards the main aim of going school. There is no need for a school student to keep cell phone.

 2)  ESSENTIAL USE OF ME:

Let’s think what essential use is there for a school boy or a girl to have a cell phone. Some may say that parents may be anxious to keep in touch with their kids. But this thought has no strong base because in the first place no school management allows their students to use cell phone. It is even not allowed in colleges to use cell phone in the class room just to avoid the disturbance.

 3)  MISS USE OF ME:

If school going students are allowed to use cell phone they will naturally waste most of their time in talking to friends, and what they talk it is of course not of a very important nature but just aimless chatting.

 4)  WASTAGE OF PRECIOUS TIME IN PLAYING GAMES ON ME:

There are different video games installed in me. If they (kids and adult both) are not talking they will play the video games, resulting wasting of time and money as well as their curriculum will also affect badly in case of school going children, because the time which should be utilized in preparing for their exams will be wasted in talking aimlessly.

 5)  DON’T BECOME ADDICT OF ME:

Everyone/everything like having attention and to be close to its user, the same way I feel pleased when I find myself always in the hand of a boy or a girl, man or a woman rather there should be the hand of their lover.  But I am being ‘ALIVE’ having ‘SENSES’ I feel it my moral duty to advise you that ‘don’t become addict of me’ there may arise some health hazards, and if you are not ready to give any heed to my advice, DON’T PUT THE BLAME UPON ME of any possible health hazard…………..wish you all good luck.   

Another response to my blog "I am happy I forgot her"

"After our separation my friends who saw me said I didn't care.

They said to be with or without you, I will survive!

They said I, all my lifetime have never cried.

They said your tears while we were leaving, didn't bother me!

They said it's impossible that I will be lost after leaving you!

And said that after leaving you, I do live all my days in spring!

They said that I and you have never been matching for each other!

And said that it would have been a must that I will forget you!

Whereas the truth is that after leaving you I taste the HELL

And that actually since then I found the tears are very dear.

And the longing to you never left me,
which makes me look for you within me to find that the yearning for you is filling in all of me

And that life after leaving you is just endless night.

All the long night, my tears and your memories don't want to leave me just like friends.
Suffering them, especially at nights
While, I feel very much fearing about you, just want to get calm about you,
but I don't know why I fear my eyes to meet yours!

Excuse me, but you are a liar, as your words are crying.............. you are not happy at all!

He promised that he will never forget her
and now, he is happy to forget her
and she........ah!
She..........between the first promise with tears
and now he declares his happiness to forget her,
She is just a toy in the hands of forgetfulness ,,,,,,,, a toy in limbo!

In the night, the pride sleeps and the longing wakes up alone devouring her
and the heart writes the same daily story........with the ink of tears
that now she wants to go in long travel,,,,,,but
but,,,,,,,,,,anyone knows where can she find the way to a place in which her heart is not following her!

The gossiping ladies' whisper echoes in her ear
their sarcastic laughs say "hurray! At last he forgot her"
she helplessly bows her head and her silent tear wonderingly wails "has he ever remembered me to now forget me?!"

Where could he be?

"He must have on line by now. I am waiting for him for an hour. Where could he be? He might have some bad connection. Damn internet………..! I am missing him so much………..why?
We have met just for few hours if counts in total. There must have been some connection……..some unseen connection between us. He used to come online exact at 2200 hours……..very punctilious……this always surprised me, but now, something might have happened to him.
But why I am missing him…………….Oh! I must have fallen in love with him! Oh my God! What have I done? How could I look for him in the air!!!!!"

Here is a list of Phrases/idioms some of which I used in my OPENING OF HEART ABOVE.
• to write down= make a note of something you want to remember
• (Write down my phone number.)
• to write up= to give an employee a written warning
• (My boss wrote me up.)
• to give up= stop doing or abandon
• (I gave up smoking.)
• to free up= to make time or resources available by removing something
• (I freed up an hour by washing my dark and light clothes together.)
• to catch up= to bring your work up to date.
• (I need to catch up on my bills.)
• to keep up= to stay current, to maintain.
• (I can’t keep up with the latest trends in fashion.)
• to mess up= to make a mistake; to make dirty
• (I messed up the report, so I have to do it again.)
• to get down= to feel sad
• (I get down when the weather is bad.)
• to come up with = to think of, to find an answer
• (I hope they come up with a cure for cancer.)
• to be fed up with= to be at the limits of your tolerance
• (I am fed up with your messy room! Clean it up!)
• to bring up= to mention in conversation
• (If you see her, don't bring up her ex-boyfriend.)
• to cheer up= to improve the mood of someone
• (I went to the hospital to cheer up my friend.)
• to measure up= to meet the expectations of someone
• (I can never measure up to my mother’s standards.)

I was very much disappointed and dejected for what has happened this morning. I did not mean to hurt her, actually I didn’t mean anything. It was just a talk, a joke or just an addressing out of love, but she got angry. I was shocked to see her anger, which was due to nothing.

Her name was Angie, or what I call her.  Today when I saw her passing by ignoring me, I just called her "Kallo", it was all out of my zealous love, and nothing else, because I was very much attracted towards her by her ebony, shining skin, which was the integral part of her exotic beauty. I saw her this morning, she was a bit away, I called her but she didn’t hear me.  I called her again a bit louder, “Hey Angie!” She didn’t respond. I called her again, “Hey kallo!” She turned at once and threw a sight at me with her flashing eyes. I also admired her eyes a lot, but this time those eyes were showering fire upon me. I felt the heat emitting from her eyes. But the most painful thing was that she didn’t say a word and turned away. I was lost in gloom throughout the day.

In the evening, the sky was overcast with black clouds. It made me even sadder, because I was alone. I walked to the football ground and sat on one of the chairs. I was all lost just thinking about her. Now I realized how much I loved her. There had been no such pulse I ever felt for her, but now I was missing her very much. I was sitting in the downpour wetting myself to get rid of all the heat of which my heart was burning. I was staring in front trying to penetrate my sight through the curtain of the rain. There she was standing or just floating towards me out of the aqua-curtain. I leapt forward to hold her but cascade was just blurred out leaving the rain water in my hands.

RECEIVED MAIL IN MY MAIL BOX:
I enjoyed reading this..and would like to share with you all!

"During a robbery in Guangzhou, China, the bank robber shouted to everyone in the bank: "Don't move. The money belongs to the State. Your life belongs to you."

Everyone in the bank laid down quietly. This is called "Mind Changing Concept” Changing the conventional way of thinking.

When a lady lay on the table provocatively, the robber shouted at her: "Please be civilized! This is a robbery and not a rape!"

This is called "Being Professional” Focus only on what you are trained to do!

When the bank robbers returned home, the younger robber (MBA-trained) told the older robber (who has only completed Year 6 in primary school): "Big brother, let's count how much we got."

The older robber rebutted and said: "You are very stupid. There is so much money it will take us a long time to count. Tonight, the TV news will tell us how much we robbed from the bank!"

This is called "Experience.” Nowadays, experience is more important than paper qualifications!

After the robbers had left, the bank manager told the bank supervisor to call the police quickly. But the supervisor said to him: "Wait! Let us take out $10 million from the bank for ourselves and add it to the $70 million that we have previously embezzled from the bank”.

This is called "Swim with the tide.” Converting an unfavorable situation to your advantage!

The supervisor says: "It will be good if there is a robbery every month."

This is called "Killing Boredom.” Personal Happiness is more important than your job.

The next day, the TV news reported that $100 million was taken from the bank. The robbers counted and counted and counted, but they could only count $20 million. The robbers were very angry and complained: "We risked our lives and only took $20 million. The bank manager took $80 million with a snap of his fingers. It looks like it is better to be educated than to be a thief!"

This is called "Knowledge is worth as much as gold!"

The bank manager was smiling and happy because his losses in the share market are now covered by this robbery.

This is called "Seizing the opportunity.” Daring to take risks!"

Karachi, my birth place:

I was born in Karachi. I saw my childhood here, I educated here in this city from nursery to graduation. I got my first job and then others here.

My birth place, Karachi is the largest city, and the main seaport and financial centre of Pakistan, as well as the capital of the province of Sindh. The city has an estimated population of around 20 million. This is the most populous city in the country, one of the world's largest cities in terms of population and also the 10th largest urban agglomeration in the world. It is Pakistan's premier centre of banking, industry, economic activity and trade and is home to Pakistan's largest corporations, including those involved in textiles, shipping, automotive industry, entertainment, the arts, fashion, advertising, publishing, software development and medical research. The city is a major hub of higher education in South Asia and the wider Muslim world.

I never dreamed to go anywhere in the world, until one day I got green card of USA. I went there, lived there, lots of facilities are there in respect of whatever you imagine. Very neat and clean living, civilized people, who respect each other. On the other hand there is nothing this sort of here in Karachi, especially these days, the problems of law and order, transport, lack of civil necessities, murders, kidnapping for ransom are in abundance. But when I come back to my janam bhomi (birth place), where the bud of my life blossomed, I feel as I have once again come to the lap of my mother.

I visited USA number of time but to come back to Karachi, the soil of which always drags me towards it. This is in the instinct of a child that he is attracted towards his mother, no matter how poor she is.

Raise the taste of my sadness + just smile once again.

How long the moon remains in eclipse? + remove the dark hair from your face.

I’m still sinless + put some blame upon me.

How long you will remain in darkness +  burn someone’s house again.

An ocean is calling + give it some water to quench.

Bid to translate from Urdu poem (Gazal)

This message, which I received in my mail box, is too short..........
but carries lot of meaning.  I wish to share it with  you all guys!

 Relationship & Trust

 A Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.

The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter, "Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river."

 The little girl said,

 "No, Dad. You hold my hand."

 "What's the difference? Asked the puzzled father.

 "There's a big difference," replied the little girl.

 "If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go.  But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."

 Moral of the story:-

 In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours...

Eid ul-Fitr or Id-Ul-Fitr, often abbreviated to Eid, is a Muslim holiday that marks the end of Ramadhan, the Islamic holy month of fasting. Its being celebrated on Tuesday the 29th July in my country. Eid is an Arabic word meaning "festivity", while Fiṭr means "to break the fast" (and can also mean "nature", from the word "fitrah") and so symbolizes the breaking of the fasting period. Eid ul-Fitr starts the day after Ramadan ends, and is verified by the sighting of the new moon. Muslims give money to the poor and wear their best clothes. Eid ul-Fitr lasts three days and is called "The Small Eid" compared with the Eid-al Adha that lasts four days of Hajj and is called "The Greater Eid". On the day of the celebration, a Muslim family awakes very early, does the first everyday prayer, and is required to eat a little anything sweet especially dates or Sheer Khurma symbolizing the end of Ramadan. They then attend special congregational prayers held in mosques, large open areas, stadiums and arenas. The prayer is generally short and is followed by a sermon (khuṭba). Worshippers greet and embrace each other with hugs in a spirit of peace and love after the congregational prayer. After the special prayers, festivities and merriment are commonly observed with visits to the homes of relatives and friends to thank Allah for all blessings. Eid ul-Fitr is a joyous occasion with important religious significance, celebrating the achievement of enhanced piety. It is a day of forgiveness, moral victory, and peace of congregation, fellowship, brotherhood and unity. Muslims celebrate not only the end of fasting but also thank Allah for the self-control and strength that Muslims believe Allah gives them. It is a time of giving and sharing, and many Muslims dress in their best attire.

The river was flowing fast and smooth, but it was suddenly stopped, "No you are not flowing right, the way you flow is not acceptable and agreeable."

So as happens to the thoughts they come fast and smooth, then suddenly it is told that no the way you think is not acceptable, so it is blocked.  Since then my thoughts are POUNDING AND POUNDING on the blocaked and I am not finding easy to let them flow.  Lets see how long this situation persists.