Useless Expenditures

CDGK (City District Government of Karachi) has spent billions and billions of our money to build a network of roads to minimize the traffic mess that we call Karachi. Then they built pedestrian crossings all along these newly found network of bridges and roads. These too cost a lot of money and that money also comes out of the taxes we pay. But whats the use, we still have people crossing Shahra-e-Faisal during rush times by dodging cars speeding at around 60kph. those millions spent on the pedestrian bridges has gone to waste. My judgment comes to this, our nation has daredevils amongst us (and a lot of them too).....we love to risk life and limb for the rush of adrenaline that comes with the cars zooming around us...just the other day, while on my way to work, I narrowly missed a female trying to cross the main shahrah-e-faisal during the rush times. Another step forward and i swear I would have banged her.....even if she had thought about getting back, the minibus would have rammed her for sure.
the next step for the CDGK could have been to get some laws regarding the crossing of roads. the law should allow traffic police to fine people crossing roads from the road itself (seems a far cry but what the hell). But then teaching an old dog new tricks would be easier then getting Karachiites to use these good for nothing crossings.

Something to ponder

This is a script of a few verses i heard of a poem ........it really touched me...
can anyone answer this little girl.......a simple but strong message that crushes the soul

baba mujh ko dar lagta hai
baba mairi miss nai kaha hai
kal sub school k bachay ghar main rahain gay
ghar main parhain gay

main nai suna hai
aik baray sai kali monchon walay uncle
bacho nko darain gay
bomb laga kar aingay
bhool gai main naam bhala tha
shayad dehshatgard kaha tha
baba kion marain gay humko
humsay koi bhool hui hai
hum sai kion naraz hain uncle

baba unko gurya dai do
yan phir mairi rangon wali
yaad hai na woh neeli dibya
mairi pichli salgirah par mujh ko apnay la kar di thi
aur mairi woh pyari poni, red color ki titli wali
woh bhi dai do, woh bhi dai do
phir to nahi marain gay mujh ko
yaad hai baba, yaad hai baba
aik dafa jub mujh ko haath pai chot lagi thi
buhut ziada dard hua tha
thora sa khon bhi nikla tha
buhut zaida rui thi main
kia yeh bomb bara hota hai
kia yeh bomb bara hota hai
buhut ziada chot lagay gi
dard bhi shayad ziada hoga
baba mujh ko dar lagta hai
baba mujh ko dar lagta hai

A nation of hypocrites

It was the night of 21st June 2009.........I can bet.....90% of Pakistanis were glued to their idiot boxes (the rest didn't have any electricity)........it was the final of the 2009 T20 WorldCup final. And we won it. The next day, the whole media (print and TV), former pakistani cricket stars were all praising MYK for his captaincy and the teams effort.......
4 months down the road....the same 90% were again glued to the TV screens for the next big thing to happen.......but it wasnt to be so.....they were nearly the same playing eleven......but this time around they lost.....so did the followers back home.....the difference was that the team lost a couple of matches after giving in a reasonable fight and the people back home lost their minds.....stretching the formidable Australian side to the final ball is no mean feat in itself.........and so is reaching the semis.....but then it happens again.....the same media pulls out all its guns towards the team........allegations of match fixing surface again.....MYK is titled the worst choice for the teams captain........as the tournament progressed we witnessed a somewhat similiar response in Indian media on Team India's ouster from the run for the title....
Shame on us....we r a bunch of hypocrites......we did that with the legends of yesteryear and we are still doing that today...

Pieces of my mind

I have lost touch with life i think...........its gone far far away......am lost in the freezing cold.........all alone.....there is no light to guide me to the way out.......
is it over.........i ask again and again.......
i ring the bell .......no one is answering.......there is no one to answer..........
i keep on walking into the thick mist.....going straight.........not knowing where i might end up........
a dilemma that has no ending......a story with no last chapter.........
a patch of quick sand.....into which i am being sucked.......the more i try to free myself......the more i go deeper...........
a prisoner of my own fate........a lone soldier standing against an army..........
don't know where this will end..........but i do know ...the end is close by.............
afraid of my dreams.........and prepared for the reality........
traveling at the speed of sound............but only in circles.....
life won't change...........and things are out of my hand......
USS

Famous Left Handers

Just continuing form my last post about being left-handed in a right-handed world. Many famous people, especially artists, inventors, and great leaders throughout history have been left-handed. Here is a small list of some world famous left-handed people. This is in no way an exhaustive list, rather its just a list of people I got in my search for great left-handers.

• Albert Einstein
• George H.W. Bush
  
• Bill Clinton
  
• Gerald Ford
• Julius Caesar
• Leonardo da Vinci
  
• Michelangelo
• Raphael
• Pablo Picasso
  
• Bill Gates
• Alexander the Great
• Marie Curie
• Neil Armstrong
• Barack Obama

Note- I will be updating this list every now and then

Being a Left-handed person

At least I am member of a unique club....that's what I believe(they are only 10% of the whole population of the world)......whatever stigma is attached to my being left-handed, I love being one......It gives me a sense of uniqueness.......a sense of being different.......a class above those miserly right-handed people....a cult of opportunists.....Yes, I call them miserly.........because they are so.........always singling out us (the left-handed ones) for one thing or the other.........that's how things have been since time began.......we have been ostracized from the society for our use of the left hand..........we have been executed mercilessly..........but we survived........the stigma still follows us in daily life.
Common tools are exclusively built for the right hand.......a scissors, a knife, a common school chair.......all point towards a biased approach against us.
Now coming to my experiences of being a left-handed guy in a world of the right-handed.......well......I always remember my childhood with my elders scolding me for holding the spoon in my left hand (citing the actual use for the left hand)....and i always thought whether i was the only one........then i remember this girl at school in the same grade but the other section.......in a combined lecture ....while sitting besides me, she saw how I wrote with my left hand all curled and she asked.....yuck!!!!whats with your hand??and i was like excuse me madam.......that's how i write and i don't find it yucky........the chairs with the writing area attached has also been a trouble for me.......either i could not find one...or even if it existed...it was either in a very bad condition......or located way back of the room.......writing in a public place also made me feel awkward....people staring at how i write and passing comments .......come on people.......i am not an alien......am just a normal left-handed human.....

The Pakistani Laws of Nature

A few wonderful Natural Laws of the common Pakistani (includes all - he, she and it)

1. Paan: You must be thinking that those red designs are the newest in the foray of Abstract art......you are absolutely .......wrong
if are caught without a paan in your mouth......thats disgraceful.....and if you think the person beside you thinks you are not amongst them.......what better way to demonstrate it other than to make red marks all over anything (or anyone) that happens to pass by.

2. Littering: What better way to beautify a country then to roll down the window of your car and throw whatever you can right in the middle of the road........an empty packet of chips would be perfect but any thing will do......and get pissed off over the governments futile attempts to keep this beautification at bay.

3. Wetting the footpath: That's the greatest of em all.......a direct connection of the human race with the animal kingdom.........marking your territory......well the Pakistani men have decided that whether the state provides watering and fertilizing roadside foliage or not...........they will play their part towards that........public place or not......if its dry......it needs to be wetted....

4. Protecting the fairer ones: Ahhh......the pakistani spirit lies in this.......if you are a pakistani guy and you say that staring at a girl is a bad thing........then you are just negating your belonging to this group......its not about staring at girls .......its the sense of protection that you provide to that girl(yeah thats what they believe)......and we have a plenty of this all around us......the favourite of em all is the public transport system......every1 trying to get a seat in the row just along the partition or even the female compartment......its just hilarious......i believe......our nation provides the best protection to the females as they are always under the eyes of one or the other....

5. Use of brotherly language:If you can't swear ...then i am sorry...thats so un-pakistani.......u need it on a daily basis (you need to have a thirst for new vocabulary)...while u r driving, eating or travelling in public transport......i think thats why the females in our society r not good drivers (ofcourse swearing is not in there make up).......if u want to survive in here......u need to practice hard for speaking something which has more of the F words than the actual message.

6. Laws on the Road: The first law is that there is no law.........so if u have got this wrong......u have a long way to go......u will find urself at the end of a traffic jam most of the time.......next....if its big....it has the right of way (u cant or shall i say should not overtake a bus while u r on ur teeny weeny car).......the zebra crossing is for the loosers......and so is the overhead pedistrian bridge......and the creatures in the white uniform mean nothing........if u think they r the traffic wardens.......keep dreaming.....

So if you can see yourself following these rules.....u r going to love being a pakistani.....otherwise.........this land is not for u.........cheers

Disclaimer: If any of these leads you into trouble.......i dont know you and this was not meant for you.