Leaning Pisa

Posted by Dinky Mind on Thursday, June 30, 2005 in
Yes, one of my very good friends, the leaning tower of Pisa, is going on Umrah tomorrow morning. (Well, today morning, now). MashAllah. He messaged me some moments ago that he'd call me. I missed his call because I forgot to change the silent mode (I keep the phone silent for my class). He called me again. This time, thankfully, I recieved it. And guess what, he was saying, "Please Umema, forgive me." Lol... That was a bit too unusual for me, cuz he's one big teaser. He says sorry, and he repeats his mistakes. But this time, I was very very amazed to hear that. 'Tomorrow ain't the judgement day', I wondered. He added, "I am very sorry. I still have your book. But it is safe. I know you want it. You need it. But pleaseeeee, forgive me. I couldn't return it to you on time." "mmm...Okay. No problem, you are just going for Umrah... You'll be back soon. Return me when you return."
And then he said, "You don't know how much am trembling now"....lol...." Okay, calm down. Why are you trembling? It ain't cold. Then why?"
"Because of you...you idiot! I was and am still sure you'd kill me through the phone".
"Hahahaha... well, I would have, if you weren't going for Umrah."
"Yaaahh...but am still trembling".
"Stop trembling and listen to me. Go and pray a lot for me. Pleaseeeee, pray a lot."
"Okay, I'd do that."
"Thankyou soo much."
"No problem...I will return it to you soon. I promise. Trust me. I will."
"Lol. I have heard it..."
"I have to go now. But, I will return it to you. Sure, I will."
"Prayers needed....Allah Hafiz"
"Allah hafiz...and your book....."

toont toont tooont...

Lol! At school, it was easy to beat him in table tennis, but difficult to beat him in all nonsensical stuff. His weird hair style, and the erect position he'd love to stand in. We would have poetry competition among us, and he'd always win! His poems use to be awesome. Hahaha... One funny person...and a teaser too! May Allah accept your Umrah and prayers. Ameen.

Cheerio =)



Posted by Dinky Mind on Wednesday, June 29, 2005 in ,
Here are the not-so-many piczaaaaaz. <:o)


Me, my name, and my (evil) shadow.

This is Umemalicious.... hahahaha


So clear, so cool...

This is BiYA
.... So angelic. <:o)


A wrecked boat or...

...is it under-construction? [You need to zooom in extra]


Anny bhai's super model, his favoutire....

...yes, you're right, the chameleon!
[It runs as soon as it is told 'The photo session now ends'] <:o)


Will this big, strong wave kill me?

No...not at all. So, go and bring all your dirty clothes and wash them in this natural surf!


Taking off the guitar to hit the poor wave?

Nah...just want to see if I sync well or swim well.


My collection of pebbles and shells - all laid on a tile

And now I throw them at you. Catch!!!! Aww, you missed it <:o)


And what is this???

A sponge! A piece from Danish bhai's collection.


There are a lot more...but unfortunately, it takes a lot of time and energy to upload them all. So, that's all folks!

Cheerio =)


Picnic and pain

Posted by Dinky Mind on Sunday, June 26, 2005 in
[Pictures not recieved yet. I'll post them as soon as I get hold of 'em].

The Picnic:

We went on picnic on Saturday, 25th June, means yesterday! But Friday was a very busy day. I couldn't sleep the whole day. At 1 am, I finally decided to go and sleep. I went to bed, but I couldn't sleep. That was nothing less than a shock for me and my Mommese. Because:
سارے گدھے گھوڑے گائیں بھینسیں بیچ کر سوتی ھوں میں
Anyways, I finally slept at 3 am. Woke up at 5 am then. (Another shock: Just 2 hours sleep). Prayed Fajr. Helped Mommese in the kitchen. Got dressed up for the picnic. Dumped all the stuff in the car. Started our journey at 6:05 am. Reached the hut at 6:40 am. There wasn't anyone, but a چوکیدار who was out, patrolling. He came and said, "This is Navy's hut. You don't have any right to stay here." And there was my dad who said, "I am also a Naval officer. And I have the absolute right to stay here." He then showed him the reciept, etc. The man then went away. And then there was no-one except our family.

After that, everyone went into the sea, leaving all the bags and foodstuff in my care. (Moti me ate half of the food and also gave some to the crows). As I was all alone in the hut, I started singing songs (in full volume). It was the awesome-ist hour. Watching the clear blue sky, roaring sea, and chirping birds was great. Then, I saw a fighter plane flying by. I thought, "The pilot must have come out on a morning walk.....oops, I mean morning flight". It must be just 7 in the morning at that time.

At I dunno what time BiYA and family arrived. We all rushed to greet them. So, there were 4 families, including ours. Then we had a little breakfast. Rooj and BiYA were making sandwiches for all of us. We all emptied the bottle of sun-block on us, but it didn't work. Lol. It never does. I got ultra-tan. Hehe. So, it ain't a new story. Then, we all went into the sea, which was attracting me a lot. Me and Rooj went down the stairs in the sea, and we decided to have a race. I asked her, "So, where is the finishing point?" And she replied, "Ummm...do you see the کچرا there? That is the finishing point. No, we have to turn from there and come back here. So this (pointing to the starting point) is the finishing point." " All right, I get it".. Then we started the race. And we both finished at the same time. Lol.

We enjoyed the sea. Me, Mommese, and aunty had great fun. We stayed in the sea more than others did. We even went to the point where waves were a few inches below our shoulders. Wow! The sea was clean & cool, the weather was wonderful, and we - the refreshed souls - were nestled peacefully in the arms of the sea. Awesome. Just awesome.

Once, I came back to the hut, and papa asked me about the time. I thought, it must be 1 or 2 pm, but I was shocked to see that it was just 10 am. Yes, just 10 am. The time stood still. And I was happy about it. We ate, we played, we had fun. Once, we went on a walk. Me, Biya, Rooj, Anny bhai, Yusuf, and Danish bhai...We took loadsa photos. I collected some sea shells and some stones. We also imitated Atif Aslam (his song Mahi Ve) and Jal's song, Woh Lamhay. Yusuf acted very nicely. Then we went on a hut, which had two large stones(stones or was it a platform?) infront of it. First I sat on one of them. The waves would come, smash against the stone, and all the water (plus the tiny pebbles) would go over and above my head, soaking me. Wonderful! Then, I stood up, and enjoyed those waves. Biya and Anny bhai were screaming behind me, "Come back. Have some sense. You're gonna fall. You idiot. Come back." And I was convincing them to come where I was. Lol.

We then had a very yummy lunch. Then, again we went in the sea, while some of the people went to have some rest. Aaaaa...did I tell you we played cricket too? All the girlies played cricket, including our moms. Hehehe.. It was fun. Aunty played a lot better than my mom.[ I won't discuss how I played]. Lol.

We spent a lot of time in the sea. I cannot explain any further. Lol. Cuz that's all what we did.

Then finally at 4:30, we decided to pack up, cuz some blue bottles came out of nowhere and found their prey. Yikes! But before packing, we all took a shower, and got dressed in clean clothes. At that time, I looked my face in the mirror. Red. And then I saw my hair. Uff...they resembled a جھا ڑو I'm serious. I can't compare them with anything better. I almost screamed when I saw my pebble-beaded, thoroughly wet hair. Just on Friday, I applied henna in my head to make them look healthy and soft. And they gave a nice look. But, the very next day, they looked so horrible. Yikes!

We left the place at 5:15 pm. (I think). Reached home at...ummm...sometime before Magrib prayers, I believe. I don't remember the time.

The Pain:

We all were so tired that we grabbed our beds at 7 pm. Lol. [Early to bed, early to rise....]. I must have slept by 7:30 or something. At 9:45 pm, my legs started aching. I got up, crying with tears. It was seriously unbearable. It seemed to me as if my legs will break that night. Then, my left arm also started aching. My God, I started crying badly. Then, I don't know how I brought strength inside me, and then I slowly descended the stairs. It was painful. As soon as I stepped on the floor, my muscles died. Thanks to my elder bro, who helped me out in lessening the pain. He pressed my aching legs with his mechanic hands. I drank some calcium-rich milk to provide my dead body some energy. I ate the whole bottle of aspirin tablets. But the pain was in no mood of going away. I finally decided to go upstairs again and sleep. I slpet at 10:45 then. Due to that killing pain, I woke up again at 11:45 pm. Ufff, I hated that pain. Whenever I'd try to move my legs, the pain would augment, making my screams reverberate as far away as the end of the house. I don't know at what time I got the chance to sleep again. I finally woke up at 9 am., still aching. I know how I controlled myself. I know how I spent my day. I had, and still have, bandages around my legs and left arm. Alhamdolillah, it has reduced to a greater degree, but it is still there. And now I am here sitting with aching legs, burning eyes, and swollen face.

Its 1:51 am now. I must go and sleep.

Will soon post the pics. Till then, be patient and stay cool.

Cheerio =)


We take you now to the Oval Office

Posted by Dinky Mind on Thursday, June 23, 2005 in
George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?
Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.
George: Great. Lay it on me.
Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.
George: That's what I want to know.
Condi: That's what I'm telling you.
George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes.
George: I mean the fellow's name.
Condi: Hu.
George: The new leader of China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The Chinaman!
Condi: Hu is leading China.
George: Now what are you asking me for?
Condi: I'm telling you, Hu is leading China.
George: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China?
Condi: That's the man's name.
George: That's whose name?
Condi: Yes.
George: Will you or will you not tell me the name of the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he was in the Middle
Condi: That's correct.
George: Then who is in China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir is in China?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Then who is?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Look, Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get
me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.
Condi: Kofi?
George: No, thanks.
Condi: You want Kofi?
George: No.
Condi: You don't want Kofi.
George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then
get me the U.N.
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi?
George: Milk! Will you please make the call?
Condi: And call who?
George: Who is the guy at the U.N?
Condi: Hu is the guy in China.
George: Will you stay out of China?!
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi.
George: All right! With cream and two sugars. Now get on the phone.
(Condi picks up the phone.)
Condi: Rice, here.
George: Rice? Good idea. And a couple of egg rolls, too. Maybe we should send
some to the guy in China. And the Middle East. Can you get Chinese food in the
Middle East?

Cheerio =)


Attention ring lovers!

Posted by Dinky Mind on Wednesday, June 22, 2005 in
I have got some very very cool rings to show you. You'd love them, as I do. Here they are:

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0.13ct Diamond Triple Flower Ring 9ct Gold
QVC Price £67.75

Add a dazzling new dimension to your jewellery collection with this captivating flower ring. It's made from 9 carat gold and encrusted with no fewer than 32 single-cut diamonds arranged in a gorgeous triple-flower design. With an open gallery for added sparkle, all stones are pave set and a polished shank completes the look. Total diamond weight: 0.13 carat.


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0.15ct Diamond Floral Cluster Ring 9ct Gold
QVC Price £77.00

This 9 carat gold ring features 35 single-cut diamonds which are pave-set into a rhodium plated background, consisting of seven elegant floral clusters. The ring also has a highly polished finish.


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Diamonique 0.46ct Tw Oriental Swirl Band Ring Sterling Silver
QVC Price £21.00

This sterling silver band ring has an Oriental-inspired open swirl design pave set with 42 round Diamonique stones. The band is 15mm wide at the centre of the head, and it tapers to the shank. The ring has a polished finish. Total equivalent diamond weight: 0.46 carats. It comes in a special box.


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Diamonique 0.56ct Two Floral Filigree Band Ring Sterling Silver
QVC Price £22.00

An open filigree design of curling branches and leaves makes this sterling silver ring something special. The floral arrangement houses 44 round Diamonique simulated diamonds, each measuring about 1.5mm across. Further enhancing this sea of sparkle are two round 2mm stones and three round 1.75mm stones. Completing the ring's shimmering filigree centrepiece are two pave-set bands running along the top and bottom. This piece measures about 15mm at the head and narrows to about 4mm at the shank and offers a total equivalent diamond weight of 0.56 carat.


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Diamonique Pave Set Anniversary Ring Sterling Silver
QVC Price £25.50

This sparkling ring is pave set with 31 brilliant cut simulated diamonds. Nine of the stones in the central row measure 2mm and the remaining two measure 1.75mm. Eight stones in each outer row measure 1.75mm and the remaining two in each row measure 1.5mm. The head measures 6.25mm at its widest point and the total equivalent diamond weight is 0.67 carat. The ring comes complete with special boxing and a romance card.


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0.45ct Sapphire & Diamond Accent Floral Band Ring 9ct Gold

QVC Price £47.75

This pretty 9 carat yellow gold ring features 21 round-cut blue sapphires claw-set into three flower clusters across the head. The three blue flowers are separated by two clusters of diamond accents. It measures 6mm at the head and 2mm at the shank. Total sapphire weight: 0.45 carats. Total diamond weight: 0.04 carats.


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1.5ct Aquamarine Princess Cut Band Ring 9ct White Gold
QVC Price £49.25

The cool shimmer of dreamy aquamarine gemstones and the serene sparkle of 9 carat white gold are yours to relish with this fabulous band ring. It's studded with 14 princess-cut aquamarine gemstones, all of them claw set in a dazzling band design. A polished and tapered shank completes the ensemble. Total aquamarine weight: 1.50 carats.


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1.7ct Ruby & Diamond Cluster Ring 9ct Gold

QVC Price £121.00

This striking ring features a tiered cluster of 25 claw-set rubies at its centre. Surrounding the cluster are 16 claw-set single-cut diamond accents on rhodium plating. The gems sit on an open gallery, and the shoulders and shank of the ring are polished yellow gold. Total weight of gems - diamond: 0.10 carat; ruby: 1.73 carat.


Ahhhh, and don't you like them??? Wanna see more??? There's a huge collection of jewellery at QVC. There are rings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, chokers (I love themmmm), brooches, watches, and and ...and everything you'd love.

ooooo I'm lovin' it!!!

A convo between me and Barry, when we visited QVC's site.

Barry: I wish you were my boy friend.
Me: You and your strange wishes. Okay, but why?
Barry: Then, you'd give me such rings... *evil grin*
Me: *rofl* Now, I wish you were my boy friend.
Barry: Hahaha...don't worry..I'll bring one for you.
Me: *dies of happiness*

Cheerio =)


Maintenant, j'ai une preuve que je sais la langue français. Yay

Posted by Dinky Mind on Monday, June 20, 2005
Now, I have a proof that I know french language. Yay.

Yes, have a look at my certificate, that I got today. Signed by Nino Ciccarone, the director. Yahoo. *thanks for the applause and congratulations* *winks*.
[And now you know what does A. in Umema A. Siddiqi mean] *winks*


Today, there was une fête de la musique (music festival) in AFK. So, after the class, when Kiran was copying down my work, I saw musical instruments coming in AFK. Sitaars, harmoniums, tablas, wahhh...So, we decided to stay and enjoy some of the performances.

As you can see in the picture above, today AFK celebrated 'International Music Day', and students of Ustads of Classical Music were invited to perform. And believe me, I have never been a great fan of classical music, but today's show was awesome. The first performer sang very well. He must be under25, but he had a fantastic voice. The second performer played awesome tabla. He must be 20 - 22 years old. His fingers on tabla were moving as if somebody has fixed a motor in his hands. Just wonderful! I loved it. Then a very young boy came and sang a ghazal. His voice, the ghazal, the tabla and sitar beat created a lovely milieu.
Tomorrow's Rock and Funk-Jazz concert. You can also join. *whispers: have a print-out of this thing. Take a 2mm thick card, and paste the printed paper on it neatly.* Hope they let you get in.* *winks*
I'm planning to go tomorrow too.

[listening to Al-Khaliq by Yusuf Islam. I love this nasheed.]
Stay cool.
Au revoir. Cheerio!


Our voice convo

Posted by Dinky Mind on Sunday, June 19, 2005 in
Last night, me, Asma, and Gullay had a voice conversation on yahoo. And it was funnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....
Before that, we were chatting on MSN, and since I jumped in between the convo, I was totally lost. And I was yelling, "what's going on here????" And Gullay and Asma were busy talking about a blogger (I didn't know him, but now I do). Then, we discussed blogland, and some of it's bloggy residents. And we found out that...ok, leave it. Wasn't that important!
Then Asma announced that it's raining in Isloo. I don't know if it really was raining, or she just made it up to tease us. (grits teeth). Me and Asma then started having a voice convo on MSN, but it was horrible. So, we decided to sign in Yahoooo messenger. Over there, Gul also joined us. And guess what, I was just hollering 'hellos', while Asma was like, "Say something else". Hahaha...That was awesome. Then, after a long time, we were priviliged to hear Gullay's voice. And then there was Asma gettting confused, 'who is talking? Gul, or Umem?' Hahaha. Gul was intermittently saying, "Hello...hello.. do you hear me? Please confirm you hear my voice. I just want a confirmation. Please tell me. Hello.. Hello.. You hear me? Umema and Asma, do you hear me?Hello!!". Me and Asma were like, "Yes, we hear you. Stop screaming please *winks*" And there was Gul, so afraid, 'I'm trying to infer what you guys are talking about'. And then me and Asma tried to calm her down. I said, "We aren't talking about anything special. So don't worry".
Gul complained that she can't hear my voice properly. So, I tried my level best to raise my voice (lol, not in that sense). When second or third time, she complained, I literally screamed my throat raw, "Gullay, you hear me nowwwwwww?" And there was no reply from her. Ah! Attempt failed! ;)

You know what, we ended out chat at *my parents aren't reading* 3:30 or 4 am. *hides face under the pillow*. After that, I translated some sentences into french. Then, I completed making Father's Day's card. Prayed fajr. And finally threw myself in the bed at 6:15 am. *Don't ask at what time I woke up*.

Blahs end here.

Cheerio =)


Caption it

Posted by Dinky Mind on Saturday, June 18, 2005 in ,
..if you can!

I know I am lazyyyyyy. Nothing else to post...


Mobile phone thefts

Posted by Dinky Mind on Tuesday, June 14, 2005
These days mobile phone thefts have become very very common, atleast in Karachi. Daily, thousand of people lose their mobile phones (usually at gunpoints). Alhamdolillah, no such thing has happened with me, but there are some of my relatives who have got affected by this trend. First of all, there was Some Desi. Thankfully, he didn't lose his mobile (just because he showed how devilish he can become at such situaions. lol. No offence). He also posted the story on his blog. It was like:

Dude: *&#@!% gimme yer mobile phone, or I will &%#@ you up!

Me: What the heck man, I don't even know you! Who the heck are you!

Dude: Give the mobile to me, or I will $#@* you up.

Me: Screw you man! Get away from me and (raising my volume) why do you want my mobile phone?

Dude: Give it to me!

Me: HELL NO! I won't give it to you! What will you do, huh!

*A motercycle stops near the Dude, he gives me that angry look and flees!*

Yes, exactly! Some retard tried to rob me! BUT for the first time in my life, I actually fought back! I am already so pissed off, that you can't just order me in to doing things. So beware, before you try to threaten (or rob) me. I will bite you back so badly that you will regret for the rest of your life.

lol. And I almost died when he told me what else he was carrying at that time...*bhaa*. He has Moto ka bohat cool wala set.


Another case happened with one of my cousins ( a month ago, I believe).
He was going to his college in a bus, when some Afghan people deftly took the mobile out of his pocket. Ayeee... He had Nokia 6610. Now he has bought Sony Ericsson umm.... Sorry, I am poor at memorising mobile phones model numbers.


Then, there was my cousin's brother, Usam.
He was coming from his school party in the evening with his friend, when some 2-3 people came to him, and tried to rob him. He was holding Nokia 7610 at that time. *Whoo* The way he saved his mobile is a funny story. My panic-stricken cousin then ran to the street ka 'chowkidaar' and gave him a tight hug. Haha. He was very very terrified. Then he asked him to drop him home (which was very near from that place). His friend, ultra terrified, threw his mobile in the bushes, and ran away. That boy was not carrying a very expensive set. (He picked it up afterwards).


Just a week ago, one of my uncles lost his mobile. I don't know the whole story. All I know is he was having a Nokia 1100.


Aww... I feel so sad for all the people who have lost their mobile phones. *Why don't people steal PTCL phones? They are also phones na...*


There are still some very very fortunate people who have tried to lose their mobiles, but they haven't succeeded in it yet. Hahahaha...And one of those is me!!!!!
Well, I love my phone, though it's just a Nokia 1100, but I am thankful at what I have. On 23 May, BiYA's birthday, we went to her place. We all went up, wished her, sat and were chatting , when at once Papa asked, "Where is your phone?". And I said, "Oh, must be in the purse". But I wasn't sure at what I said. So, I checked it, and found the pocket empty....*Yikes* "Uh, I think, it's in the car. I must have forgotten it in the car". It was in my lap when I was in the car, and I forgot to keep it back in my purse pocket before coming out of the car. He then sent Yousuf with the car keys to see if it was there in it. After a minute he came back with a smile on his face, and said, "It was lying in the middle of the road" ...."No way" I mumbled. And in the mean time, my dad had dialled my number twice. Just imagine, it must have rung and must have lighted...And nobody came to pick it up....Amazing, isn't it?
Well, not that amazing. Cuz people don't like to steal such low-priced mobile sets. Hahahaha...

Moral: Do not travel in bus. Always travel in cars. :o) .
And yes, never carry an expensive set. Waisay, it ain't a moral. Cuz robbers steal whatever you have, and usually not what they like.

I hope none of you have lost your cool sets. Have you?

Cheerio =)


Oh, and Nadal won!

Posted by Dinky Mind on Sunday, June 12, 2005 in
Sunday, June 5, 2005

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How can I forget to post about his victory?!?!?!?
He's a champ...The Clay Court King!!!!

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Spanish teen Rafael Nadal capped an amazing fortnight by overcoming a game Mariano Puerta 6-7 (6), 6-3, 6-1, 7-5 to win the his first Roland Garros men's title. "Its' always been my dream to win this tournament," said Nadal, who became the first man to win in his debut since Mats Wilander in 1982. "It was such a tough match and a great final."

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The 19-year-old Spaniard and the 26-year-old Argentine wowed the sold-out crowd on Court Philippe Chatrier, going end to end chasing down each other heavily top-spinned blows. But in the end, it was Nada's ability to exhaust Puerta that keyed his victory, as he mixed in deft drop shots, slapping backhands and heavy forehand to every part of the court.

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Cheerio =)


Clifton underpass!

Posted by Dinky Mind on Saturday, June 11, 2005 in
"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

Do you know the answer? Well, 2 days ago, when I crossed '2 Talwar' roundabout, I found the answer. There was a Nando's billboard on which it was written,

"Why did the chicken cross the road?
Because the underpass will take forever."

Seriously, I don't get the logic of this Clifton underpass. What ease are they trying to provide? The Mai-Kolachi road, and the road from 2 Talwar to 3 Talwar is wide enough to control the present traffic. Then, why the need of constructing this underpass?

Ardeshir Cowasjee says:

"A vehicle going towards Clifton from 3 Talwar wishing to turn right at Schon Circle to get to Mai Kolachi will have to travel up to Do Talwar and come round and back and turn left. A vehicle going towards the city from Clifton wishing to turn right at Schon Circle to get to Submarine Chowk will have to go up to Teen Talwar, turn round and come back to Schon Circle and turn left.

A vehicle coming from Mai Kolachi wishing to turn right and go to Clifton will have to go up to the Submarine Chowk, turn around, and come back to Schon Circle to turn left. A vehicle coming from Submarine Chowk and wishing to get to Teen Talwar will have to go all the way up to the Mai Kolachi roundabout and come back to Schon Circle and turn left.

Additional travelling time for each double-back comes to roughly 10 minutes over a distance of 1.5 kilometres. Multiply this by the number of vehicles plus man hours over a period of 50 years. Time and money lost � phenomenal!

If all this is unclear to any reader, he or she should consult an engineer."

People like us are the most affected ones. First of all, we have to take all the zig-zaggy routes to go to a place which is merely 5-minute drive away. Then, we have to bear a roaring traffic influx. Then, we need to keep a good amount of patience just beacuse no matter how hard we try, we still reach late at our desired destinations. All this stupidity leads to chaos and accidents. We have to take alternative routes, which are so bumpy that even your seat-belts can't hold you in one place, and you tend to jump in your car. Moreover, those dug-up, disturbed terrain are very very narrow. Two cars (in an opposite direction) cannot pass easily. And that is the time when you really wish you had a flying saucer, or to - if you are enraged - kill the authorities!

As the authorities say, the Clifton underpass will be completed in a record time of four and a half-month, but...do you think they are right? Even if they become successful in doing so, what major advantage will they get??

Ardeshir Cowasjee is so right when he says, "That the governor, the city nazim, the city police chief, and whoever else is responsible, get into the driver�s seat of their own cars, with me sitting besides them, and travel, without escorts, sirens or police vehicles, over the dug-up/disturbed terrain and over all the available alternative routes on main roads and through sidelanes and backroads. Then and then only will they realize what the citizens, to whom they are responsible, are suffering and will be forced to suffer for the next two years. Then and then alone they may feel inclined to do something about it."

Let's wait and see.



Fist Pumping Nadal Stuns Federer to gain Final

Posted by Dinky Mind on Saturday, June 04, 2005 in

R. Nadal def. R. Federer: 6-3, 4-6, 6-4, 6-3.

In a remarkable and inspiring birthday party, Rafael Nadal ran over top ranked Roger Federer in the semi-finals and fist pumped his way into the final against Mariano Puerta.

"It's a dream for me that I could beat the No. 1 in tennis, but also the number one person," said Nadal.

Federer has moments in the match when he was dominating with his forehand, but in the last two sets, consistently dumped it into the net when trying to go inside out or down the line. The four-time Grand Slam champion kept his first serve percentage up high, but never dominated with it, as the quick Nadal managed to get balls back in play and win numerous points with his legs.

Moreover, Nadal's lefty spin confounded him, as the Swiss was unable to employ the normal patterns that uses against right-handers.

Federer's goal of winning the only Grand Slam title that has eluded him was shattered.

"My disappointment is obvious," Federer said. "I was in the final four and with a chance to win. I was trying my best and didn't always play that well. I know I can beat him on any surface. It's a pity he beat me here. But it's tough to impose yourself in five sets on clay and especially when he's a lefty and hits with so much spin. I didn't think he played much better than me. I had the keys to beat him if I played my best. I played poorly to finish and he was consistent and solid."

After winning, the Spaniard got off the ground with clay caked on his back and scissor-kicked into the air.

"If I win this tournament it'll be a dream come true," said Nadal.
And you will win it!!!

Go Nadal, go!!!

Cheerio =)


Oh My God

Posted by Dinky Mind on Friday, June 03, 2005 in
Just oh my Godddd....You people can't read my Urdu posts!??! That makes me cry.... *wipes tears* Hina, I should have written this in the beginning of the post!!!!! Ufff....am really (cashew) nuts!!!!

Ok, fine.

My dear country men......میرے عزیز ھم وطنوں
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And, if you're using Internet Explorer, then right click somewhere on the window, go to ENCODING, and click UNICODE (UTF-8)....

آئی بات سمجھ؟

I was so happy to see 12 comments on my Urdu post...but uffff....all those comments were like, "Oh, Mars ki language", "I can't understand".
اف میرا تو رونے کو دل چاہ رھا تھا

Now I have explained it...Please read it, and comment!

"Common sense is not common"




Posted by Dinky Mind on Wednesday, June 01, 2005 in ,

مجھے نہیں معلوم میرا انجام کیا ھو گا؟ جس تیز روی سے میں تنزلی کی طرف جا رہا ھوں اکثر لوگوں کا خیال ھے کہ دل و دماغ کے لئے مہلک ثابت ھوتی ھے۔ مجھے خود بھی اس بات کا یقین ھے، میں ہمیشہ سے اس کا قائل رھا ھوں۔ لیکن میں سوائے اس کے کیا کہہ سکتا ھوں کہ میں بے بس ھوں۔ میں مجبور ھوں۔ میں اپنے آپ کو نہیں روک سکتا۔ ایک زبردست کشش، ایک ہمہ گیر جاذبیت مجھے ھلاکت اور پستی کی طرف کھینچے لیے جا رھی ھے۔
آہ! بہت تھوڑے عرصے کا ذکر ھے کہ میں اپنے آپ کو نہایت عالی مقام پاتا تھا۔ میرا مطمع نظر اور میرا دائرہ افق اس قدر وسیع تھا کہ اس پر ظر ڈالتے ھوئے میرا دماغ چکر کھاتا تھا۔ مجھے صرف عالی نگاہ لوگ دیکھ سکتے تھے اور میں کوتاہ بینوں سے مامون تھا۔ اب میری یہ حالت ھے کہ کسی اور کو تو کیا، میں خود اپنے آپ کا مطالعہ نہیں کر سکتا۔
مجھے معلوم ھے کہ بہت عرصہ گزرنے نہیں پائے گا جب میرے حسیات فنا ھو جائیں گے ۔ شاید میرے حواس مجھے جواب دے جائیں۔ میں اپنے آپ کو زندہ کہتا ھوں لیکن حقیقت یہ ھے کہ مردوں سے بدتر ھوں کیونکہ جو شخص مر جاتا ھے وہ کہیں نہ کہیں ٹھکانے تو لگ جاتا ھے اور میرا حال یہ ھے کہ دنیا میں کوئی سہارا نہیں ۔ آرام اور سکون مرے لئے نا ممکنات سے ھیں ۔ نہ مجھے اس وقت کوئی ناصح مفید ھو سکتا ھے اور نہ میں خود ھی اپنی رہنمائی کر سکتا ھوں ۔ چارہ گر کو مجھ پر رحم آ سکتا ھے لیکن اسے میرے نزدیک آنے کی ہمت نہیں پڑ سکتی -
زندگی میں یہ ایک ۔۔۔۔۔ صرف ایک لغزش کا نتیجہ ھے ۔
آپ نہیں سمجھے؟ خوب ! بات یہ ھے کہ میں جامع مسجد کے مینار سے گر رہا ھوں ۔

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