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I can claim I have understood women completely!!

Hi readers! Yeah this is the first time I am referring to the people who actually (I WISH) read this blog. I don’t normally do it because mostly its just me venting out whatever I have in mind to no one specifically. So anyhow lets cut to the chase..

There was the hype of 2011 and as I check out the bottom right screen of my monitor, February has already ended. Which essentially means that my career move is 2 months old now, but thats not actually what I wanted to scribble here.

So anyway the reference here was February. The valentine month ❤ 😀 Not for me at least. This day hasn’t been of much significance in my life, more so because in my teen years I haven’t had much luck on the V-Day 😉 So i decided that I should grow up and stop living in this teenage dream of mine. Being emotionally challenged and trying to be practical at the same time is a difficult task (Trust me, been there done that!)

Befriending women who are very emotional and are very expressive about almost everything in their life has made me think like a woman too *REALLY VASIF!?* are you bi?

Do you want to surprise your girlfriend with a present she’ll never forget Don’t get her anything. She’ll never forget. #valentinesday

When you look at me and i look away its not cuz i don’t like you its cuz i don’t want you to see the HUGE smile on my face

I hope one day you miss me the way I missed you, and then I can walk away and ignore you like you ignored me.” BURN!

This illustration will explain how I have – well sort of – started thinking like women:


PS: This post was supposed to be published in February 2011, but somehow stayed in the edit section. Sad!

You are nobody in the billion..

~They call it Life~

I have seen castles made out of sand,
Met people who believe destiny is engraved
on the palm of their hands

I have seen people change their faith,
Experienced love… change it into hate,
I have seen people grow younger with age,
and a bird who wouldn’t fly out of the cage,

I have seen love sold for money,
people who are devastated inside..
but on the out they are funny

I have seen the unicorn fall in love with the toad,
People who owned half the city,
have now hit the road

I have learned to expect the unexpected,
Doesn’t always happens as suspected,
Perfection doesn’t exist… we’re all defected

Everyone cries,
Some just hide their tears,
They say coal turns diamond
Over a thousand years

Someone may believe you are one in million,
For others you are nobody in the billion

Getting to know you better.


The infamous James Lipton, host of “Inside the Actor’s Studio” BRAVO television program, asks his guests a few questions at the end of the show. If he were to interview a Marketing or Business professional, here how what he’d probably ask.

Now being a Marketing person myself, if I were to answer Mr.Lipton’s questions, this is how I would go:

What is your favorite marketing/business
–  Profit

What is your least favorite marketing/business word?
–  Bottleneck / Impossible

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally about marketing/business?
–  Ideas that turn in to creative solutions to problems/opportunities, helps make people’s life better.

What turns you off about marketing/business?
–  Not the business, but people rather who don’t quite get what marketing actually is in the present age.

What’s your favorite curse word when you see really bad marketing?
–  OMG you gotta be kiddin me!

What sound or noise do marketers/business people make that you love?
–  The constant tapping of fingers on the table, bang of the table when an idea is conceived

What sound or noise do marketers/business people make that you hate?
–  Cheap copy and stupid messages.

What profession other than marketing should marketers attempt – to become better at marketing?
–  Marketers haven’t left any profession untended!

What profession should marketers never try?
–  Finance, Number crunching, Statistics

If marketing heaven exists, what would God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
–  “Finally you’re here. My heaven feels so complete now”

“Survival realities and a King’s Tale of Revolution”

So what is the real secret behind the survival of every single Pakistani living here? Hopefully most of you have the answers to it otherwise you wouldn’t have survived to read this anyway. Inspite of the fact that you’re alive, probably you don’t realize since all of you are caught up in your lives so much to even realize the basic survival mechanism here.Let me tell you a few secrets to survive.

In order to be oblivious of all the happenings around you, there are 2 very important things to note. Firstly get your skin as hardened as a crocodile or a rhino, 2ndly always wear green/blue shades or use lens that will enable you to see everything colorful and nice. A part from these 2 important things, stop watching / reading current affairs and news programs, and if its an urgency to watch em then please do so with the intention that these news are of some other planet, which we have got nothing to do with. The only things we should be concerned of is to indulge ourselves in the highest level of corruption and hypocrisy so that we are able to live a luxurious life just like our brothers and sisters. Trust me that’s the only way to survive here because people are not held accountable for these acts.

On the surface there are lot of pep talks but when someone or you become a part of this “GOLDEN CIRCLE”, take my word – to save a single stamp or LINK – the whole circle will get in action because collective interests and joint progress are the basics of this system. At this level, the government and opposition are both on the same page.

Oh forget it! so i was telling you how to survive a place like this, the key or main ingredient is to stop thinking! Your main aim should be only to make sufficient amount of money to buy everything in the world, literally everything.. which includes justice even!! Money is the key to every lock, nobody will dare talk about you or rather who will bother? Continue reading “Survival realities and a King’s Tale of Revolution”

I want to Believe.. Don’t you?

A masterpiece by the great Urdu poet Faiz Ahmed Faiz caught my attention today. He is regarded as THE GREATEST poet Pakistan ever produced.  His poetry was considered as a ray of hope for the nation in the dark days of Martial law, one of the worst times in Paksitan’s 60 year old history. Well I wasn’t present there in those days but what I have gathered from the opinions of the ones present in those times, is that things are not quite different even today.

These verses by Faiz sahab have a very intricate meaning to them and the real essence of these verses can be felt very deep inside. I believe the real need for us is to have that belief – Belief within ourselves – Belief in the promised day and Belief in Almighty.  Everyone should read these verses and experience that feeling. Its called “Hum Dekhain Gay”

Hum Dekhain Gay
We shall see
Lazim Hai ke hum Bhi Dekhain Gay
It is necessary that we shall also see
Woh Din ke Jis ka Wadah Hai
That day which has been promised
Jo Loh-e-Azl pe Likha hai
Which is written with God’s ink
Hum Dekhain Gay
We shall see

Jab Zulm-o-Sitam ke Koh-e-garaan
When the mountains of cruelty and torture
Ruii ki Tarah Urd Jain Gay
Will fly like pieces of cotton
Hum Mehkumoon ke Paun Talay
Under the feet of the governed
Yeh Dharti Dhard Dhard Dhardkay gi
This earth will quake
Aur Ehl-e-Hukum ke Sar Uper
And over the head of the ruler
Jab Bijli kard Kard Kardke gi
When lightening will thunder
Hum Dekhain Gay
We shall see

Jab Arz-e-Khuda ke kabay se
When from God’s Mecca
Sab but Uthwaaiy Jain gay
All the idols will be shattered
Hum Ehl-e-Safa Mardood-e-Haram
Us people standing in the mosque
Masnad pe Bithaaiy jain gay
Will be elevated to a higher platform
Sab Taaj Uchalay jain gay
All the crowns will be tossed
Sab Takht Giraaiy Jain gay
All the thrones will be toppled

Bas Naam rahay Ga Allah ka
Then only God’s name will remain
Jo Ghayab Bhi hai Hazir Bhi
Who is both absent and present
Jo nazir bhi hai manzar bhi
Who is both the observer and the view itself
Uthay ga Analhaq ka Naara
When the anthem of truth will be raised
Jo Main bhi Hun aur Tumbhi ho
Who I am and you are as well
Aur Raaj karay gi khalq-e-Khuda
And the people of God will reign
Jo main bhi hun aur tum bhi ho
Who I am and you are as well

Hum Dekhain Gay
We shall see
Lazim Hai ke hum Bhi Dekhain Gay
It is necessary that we shall also see
Hum Dekhain Gay
We shall see

The Day I almost Died!

The dawn of 28 February 2010 turned out to be quite nice and it started quite well. But little I knew this day will have lots of surprises and events instored for me.

Well just in case i want to let everyone know I have a seven day week 🙂 No late sleepover or anything, have to be at work and college at 9 in the morning 7 days a week!

So anyway, the day started easy and went pretty smoothly till noon but then things got outta control and bad messy really fast. Got in a little tangle with a friend and that was pretty bad, no wait.. actually its exactly what you call a screw up. Then didn’t feel like attending the next session so just slept through it and finally slipped out when I got the chance to flee the scene.

Later I found a friend who was willing to accompany me for shopping 🙂 so volah! On a scortching hot sunday afternoon we both went for some casual shopping, and that turned out pretty cool as well. Thank God the streets were deserted and with almost no traffic, which allowed us to roam free 😀 Got done with the shopping in an couple of hours got ourselves some nice refreshements to beat the heat and off we went home.

But as soon as I got back home a weird depressing feeling took over. May be it was beacuse of the recent mishaps, that i was feeling so screwed up. So after wasting a few more hours i dozed off, but that didn’t last more than an hour or so. Giving up i headed out to get some fresh air and got a lot of smoke in turn.

Then as i came back and wanted to have dinner, i felt sick. Quite sick that i just felt like puking and head was spinning like a wirlpool. I then started cursing myself for smoking at the worst time ever. That feeling kept eating me for a while again and i wanted to kill myself, the headache kept on growing and growing.

Later on for some reason i had to get out of home and I realised i was short on cash, so i went to a nearby ATM. I as usual didn’t lock the door behind me because my car was just next to the door so there was no point since it hardly took me a minute or two to take out the cash.  So as soon as i put the card inside, a huge 6 and a half ft man with a gun came storming in, and i was like WTF! this is what remains of this day for me?? so i being already dizzy just got more shocked and almost passed out when i felt the pistol around my waist. The huge black guy was screaming at me to take out the cash, he took my cell phone and was yelling at me to hurry up. I told him the cash is coming out, and as soon as it did he grabbed it but upon realizing it was just mere Rs.500 :S He gave me an angry look and left everything, he said to me not to tell anyone about this. I was shocked that why didnt he take the money or either of my possessions, but he just told me to stay quite and simply left.

I stared at him in awe and confusion as I say the door closing behind me. I could still feel the force of pistol around my waist, i stayed with in the atm for 2 mins or so and tried to regain my composure and realized i could have got killed today.

The recollections of the day suggest that it was quite a screwed up day, probably one of the worst day in recent times.

Here is the lucky transaction that I made: I am sure on the most lucky transactions of my life, may be it saved my life.

The Lucky Withdrawl

I am a good boy mom…

Just a little piece I read somewhere, written pretty amaturely but still says a lot..

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn’t see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
“The other guy is drunk,” Mom,
And now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mom….
I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn’t think..

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put “GOOD BOY ” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

Piece of My Mind that your mind can defy the laws of the universe in one crucial way. It can go backward. Time can’t, nor can events – but your mind can. Let’s say you go into your office, and the first thing you notice is that an important report you needed was not written. The incomplete report tends to put in a less than resourceful state. You feel mad. You feel frustrated. You’re ready to go out and scream at your secretary. But screaming won’t produce the result you want. It will only make a bad situation worse. The key is to change your state, to back up and put yourself in a state that will allow you to get things done. That’s what you can do by rearranging your internal representations.

You are a sovereign, being in control, running your own brain. Now you are seeing the way to do it. In just some few exercises one can see that one has the ability to totally control your own state. Think what your life would be like if you remembered all your good experiences as looking bright, close, and colorful as sounding joyous, rhythmic, and melodic; as feelings soft, warm, and nurturing. And what if you stored your bad experiences as fuzzy little framed images with almost inaudible voices and insubstantial forms you could not feel because they were far away from you? Successful people do this unconsciously. They know how to turn up the volume of the things that help them and turn off the sound of the things that don’t.

It is suggested you ignore problems. Some things need to be addressed. We all know people who can go through a day in which ninety-nine things worked out right and come home totally depressed. Why? Well, one thing went wrong. They may have turned the one thing that went wrong into a big, bright, blustery image and turned the others into small, murky, quiet insubstantial ones.

Lot of people spend their whole lives like this. There are people who keep telling, “I’m depressed”. They almost say it with pride, because it’s become so much a part of their world view. Well, many therapists would begin with the long, arduous task of unearthing the causes of that depression. They’d let the patient talk for hours about his depression. They’d rummage through the patient’s mental garbage bin to uncover seminal experiences of gloom and past emotional abuse. Of such techniques are very long and very expensive therapeutic relationship s made.

Continue reading Piece of My Mind

Refugee for your sins, What a crap!!

On a lazy sunday afternoon while going through the news, something caught my attention. There was a news item on msn, it had the heading “Adulterous Saudi princess in UK asylum bid”. It was about a Saudi Princess who went to Uk she fell in love with a guy, and now she is pregnant with his baby.

(read the whole story at the bottom of the page)

Longtime back i read a novel by Jean Sasso ‘ THE PRINCESS’9780553816952 It was about an arab princess sultana who was born and raised in the Al-Saud family which is one of the many Royal families living there. The book itself had many shocking truths that the world had never known before. It showcased the life of an Arab princess, who was born in a male dominant society, she being a female was looked upon with pity by her father and brothers. Male dominance in KSA is very common, women are shunned there and are just present for the sake of pleasure of men. Their lives start with a look of remorse from their fathers & brothers, and later on they are married to an old rich Arab as their 2nd, 3rd or even 4th wife. These rich old Arabs are probably big businessmen or some deprived prince, who only know women as a source of pleasure in bed. All their lives these women live with maids and servants as they long for togetherness of their husbands.

Considering  the fact that all their lives these Arab women lead a life under a veil and quietly fade away without much notice, this particular princess broke the status quo and did something not very acceptable in the Arab society. Well not that committing adultery is very welcomed or is a great achievement in other parts of the world. She did commit adultery but she knew its restricted in her homeland, now she has to suffer. She is now asking the british government for security and to allow her to stay in UK to seek refuge, so that she wont be punished for it. If she and her boyfriend will go to KSA now they will face death penalty for sure, i am not encouraging what she did was right but my question here:

Is this what everyone should do? Do something wrong and flee to another country to seek refuge?

Adulterous Saudi princess in UK asylum bid: report

Released on – Monday,20 July , 2009 -17:35 02

A Saudi princess who fell pregnant during an affair with a British man has been granted asylum here after she claimed she could face the death penalty if she went home, a

newspaper report said Monday.

A court granted refugee status to the young woman, who is married to a member of the Saudi royal family, after she told the judge her adultery made her liable to death by stoning in Saudi Arabia, The Independent said.

A spokeswoman for the Home Office in London refused to confirm the report, saying it did not comment on individual cases. A spokesman for the Royal Embassy of Saudi Arabia in London was unavailable.

According to the newspaper, the princess — who was granted anonymity by the court — is one of a small number of citizens of Saudi Arabia who claim asylum in Britain but whose cases are not openly acknowledged by either government.

Recognition by the government would be viewed as criticism of human rights in Saudi Arabia, which would embarrass both sides, it said.

The princess reportedly met her boyfriend, who is not a Muslim, during a visit to London. She became pregnant the following year and returned to Britain to have the baby in secret.

Since then her family has broken off contact with her, and she persuaded a court that if she returned home then both she and her child would be subject to capital punishment under Sharia law, namely flogging and stoning to death.