Sometimes Allah mian decides to make us realize just how dynamic life is... by shifting around the game pieces in a flash, completely changing the rules of the game.
that realization is brought home to me the most in my current profession. Each day is a new storm waiting to happen.. each day opens with the promise of uncertainty and change written in bright red block letters written on the horizon.. sometimes it feels like i'm going to experience constant... ahem... delicate constitution issues.. because as we all know, the body empties the bowels when it prepares for battle.. making most battlefields in my estimation a particularly smelly piece of land.. yet simultaneously highly fertile..
i digress.. i've been reading this book these days. Why men dont talk and why women cant read maps.. its apparently based on scientific fact and attributes all the peculiarities of human behavior to genetic evolution from our bygone days of caveman existence. its very interesting and quite true as well. Loads of fun to read. Another one i bought in a flash of inspiration from the sunday market next to the Arts council, khi, is the gabriel garcia marquez Love in the time of cholera. Havent started reading it yet but the first page opened nicely. and i figure if nothing else it'll help me improve my vocabulary .. lol..
So thats that.
hmmm ... im gonna go and have my lunch now.. the other great thing is that i've been walking 30 mins every day for the past 3 days. InshAllah i will continue :) lol.. fitness and me dont mix well but i love walking/running.. out in the open.. regimentation has never agreed with me..
cheerios
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Cricket fever
I always knew I'd hate cricket eventually. As a single woman, its ok to like sports. Having your own TV in your room also helps you tolerate the occasional tendency of your loving dad to dabble in watching something as mundane as cricket 24/7 for as long as its broadcasted.
I have to give my mum credit though. She cured my dad of wasting time on frivolous pursuits such as watching television a long time back. I believe its a combination of nagging + yelling that does the trick. The most hardened male is known to collapse in the face of female perseverance. However my dad found a substitute in the form of the internet and computers. That's a phenomenon which my mum doesn't understand so well so she's still trying to find the weak link to make that obsession come crashing to the ground too.
now me.. I never wanted a TV in the marital bedroom. I figured out much earlier thanks to my innate intuition which I have in abundance by virtue of being female, that a TV placed in a contained geographical area, with no picture in picture or split screen features, was a recipe for disaster. It opens up the vistas for a usually democratic govt. to tailspin into a headlong fall towards an age old battle - the mastery of the Remote control.
it would be unethical of me to disclose the details regarding the outcome of the battle in this case, but lets just say the show must go on. Even if it involves throwing one of the participants out of the battle ground till further notice.
but men are slow and don't understand how the delicate balance of power can be visibly upset when presented with something as basic as "who gets to rule the TV screen". As for me, I'm happy as long as its me.
its a nice quiet Sunday and thanks to cricket I am unable to watch my most cherished channel. Channel E. I must have my daily dose of what's going on in the lives of the Hollywood elite. It makes me feel... Informed. :) heheh.. and well its fun. As a woman I love gossip and when I get it without any effort its even more fun :).
I think I'll go now and wrestle the remote away from my other half.. he's had enough cricket for the day..
Note to all: Don't EVER share the remote and where sports are concerned, make it a rule not to allow them to be viewed on anything but the Lounge TV.
cheerios.
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
I have to give my mum credit though. She cured my dad of wasting time on frivolous pursuits such as watching television a long time back. I believe its a combination of nagging + yelling that does the trick. The most hardened male is known to collapse in the face of female perseverance. However my dad found a substitute in the form of the internet and computers. That's a phenomenon which my mum doesn't understand so well so she's still trying to find the weak link to make that obsession come crashing to the ground too.
now me.. I never wanted a TV in the marital bedroom. I figured out much earlier thanks to my innate intuition which I have in abundance by virtue of being female, that a TV placed in a contained geographical area, with no picture in picture or split screen features, was a recipe for disaster. It opens up the vistas for a usually democratic govt. to tailspin into a headlong fall towards an age old battle - the mastery of the Remote control.
it would be unethical of me to disclose the details regarding the outcome of the battle in this case, but lets just say the show must go on. Even if it involves throwing one of the participants out of the battle ground till further notice.
but men are slow and don't understand how the delicate balance of power can be visibly upset when presented with something as basic as "who gets to rule the TV screen". As for me, I'm happy as long as its me.
its a nice quiet Sunday and thanks to cricket I am unable to watch my most cherished channel. Channel E. I must have my daily dose of what's going on in the lives of the Hollywood elite. It makes me feel... Informed. :) heheh.. and well its fun. As a woman I love gossip and when I get it without any effort its even more fun :).
I think I'll go now and wrestle the remote away from my other half.. he's had enough cricket for the day..
Note to all: Don't EVER share the remote and where sports are concerned, make it a rule not to allow them to be viewed on anything but the Lounge TV.
cheerios.
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Reminiscences
I'm sitting here in S dadijans room on the couch watching Smallville. She was usually asleep by now. Memories are so fleeting. I saw an Ed yesterday in which he's going nuts trying to capture his most cherished memories on tape. Video. Reminded me of me. But I've missed many great moments. I was standing in the London Tube system the other day watching this man trying to remember the number of pockets on his cargoes and I knew the memory would slip away from my sieve like memory in a hurry. I was right. It's all gone now.
I remember a day not so long ago when Fais and I sat with S dadijan on one of his visits. She told us about how she used to play football when she was younger. Fais was so surprised. She laughed when she saw his reaction.
I remember the last time I saw her before I left for London. She was so alert. She knew the names of all her nurses and doctors even remembering things where uzmchis memory would fail her. She kissed me thrice when I said goodbye and kept asking how fais was. There was talk of shifting her out of the ICU into her own room. I left happy knowing she would be well. That was the last time I saw her.
Now I'm home. And sitting in the room I shared with her for over a year I find myself staying awake at night just thinking about how life just starts and ends and all we have is the time in between to be happy. Or miserable as per our choice.
Sometimes it seems as if the power of choice is wrested away from us. Sometimes it feels like we are carried away by the flow of circumstances and there's no control over where the currents will carry us and where our feet will finally find solid ground.
Maybe the objective of life is not to rest on solid ground. Maybe its purpose lies in fighting the currents to keep our heads above the water for as long as we can and once the fight has gone out of us our purpose is to gracefully surrender and sink to the riverbed for our final abode.
Maybe that's it..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
I remember a day not so long ago when Fais and I sat with S dadijan on one of his visits. She told us about how she used to play football when she was younger. Fais was so surprised. She laughed when she saw his reaction.
I remember the last time I saw her before I left for London. She was so alert. She knew the names of all her nurses and doctors even remembering things where uzmchis memory would fail her. She kissed me thrice when I said goodbye and kept asking how fais was. There was talk of shifting her out of the ICU into her own room. I left happy knowing she would be well. That was the last time I saw her.
Now I'm home. And sitting in the room I shared with her for over a year I find myself staying awake at night just thinking about how life just starts and ends and all we have is the time in between to be happy. Or miserable as per our choice.
Sometimes it seems as if the power of choice is wrested away from us. Sometimes it feels like we are carried away by the flow of circumstances and there's no control over where the currents will carry us and where our feet will finally find solid ground.
Maybe the objective of life is not to rest on solid ground. Maybe its purpose lies in fighting the currents to keep our heads above the water for as long as we can and once the fight has gone out of us our purpose is to gracefully surrender and sink to the riverbed for our final abode.
Maybe that's it..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Friday, September 30, 2005
mush!!
thats what my brain feels like. pure unadulterated, beyond thelimits of solidity mush!!
its sad. on my tombstone they can have the following:
Here lies mush ! not worth much!
i feel like crap. or whatever crap must feel like. thats what i feel. argh. that was a very polite argh. i didint even put much effort behind it. but thats the summarization of my current state of mind i want to run away to some remote tropical island with internet & room service & life will be great. thats the way it should be. life should be one long stay on a tropical island with a shopping mall.
if i cud somehow also get a mall there to do window shopping in life wud be perfect.
im not happpy. im off
Princess of the GemWorld
************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
its sad. on my tombstone they can have the following:
Here lies mush ! not worth much!
i feel like crap. or whatever crap must feel like. thats what i feel. argh. that was a very polite argh. i didint even put much effort behind it. but thats the summarization of my current state of mind i want to run away to some remote tropical island with internet & room service & life will be great. thats the way it should be. life should be one long stay on a tropical island with a shopping mall.
if i cud somehow also get a mall there to do window shopping in life wud be perfect.
im not happpy. im off
Princess of the GemWorld
************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
sometimes its all cramped
Sometimes things are just cramped.. like right now. time is cramped. work is cramped. the mind is cramped. the body the soul.. everything just wants to stretch and work out the kinks. Maybe i just need more back support.
hmm... i dunno. somtimes i just feel like.. i dunno.
its not that i lack direction. i have it. in my mind. theres a beacon of light shining out in the right direction or what i believe is the right direction.
Sometimes i just sit here & mentally tick off all the things i want to do. somehow things keep getting added as soon as i tick something off. is it that way with everyone.
The other day i was watching tv and someone was talking about how some people shouldnt even have blogs cause its a waste of web space. well .. bugger off man.. if we want to waste webspace thats our prerogative and no one told you to read our shit anyway.
i admit alot of things in life seem like a monumental waste of time. But seriously, sometimes its the little things that make things worthwhile.. i dont know what direction life is supposed to take. I just know that right now im happy and content to an extent and i think thats the most that we can expect at any given point in time.
My credit cards are mostly paid up. Im not in debt.. i dont have any loans.. so im happy and free. i also have no assets to declare on my wealth statement. i dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing. not sure.
as long as it makes filing tax returns easy i have no issues.
Just saw the Reema movie. What a piece of bullshit. the so-called husband should have been shot drawn & quartered and fed to the dogs at the end of it. what sort of bullshit eastern morality was she trying to preach to women. no matter what kind of a piece of shit you've married you need to worship the ground he walks on and forgive all his indiscretions, which in this case included marrying her for her money while he was having an affair with her friend, having an affair with the secretary, having an affair with the friend after being married, trying to frame her for murder and taking all her money... thats just half of it.
i seriously think the female film makers in Pakistan need to BORROW brains if they dont have them themselves before they shovel out shit like this to the masses. and then we wonder why Pakistan is portrayed as a nation where women's rights are a laugh. with this kind of portrayals, they are a laugh.
I think the film industry in Pakistan should be shut down so we can all bid adieu to all this continuous bullshit streaming out of its silly ass doors.
*deep breath.. that felt good.
Anyway, lifes ok. im debt free and ironing out some misbilling issues. once thats done, im truly debt free. thats all from my end. whats up at yours.
some days ago it was shab-e-mairaj. i got some messages. cool. thats the night when Allah mian decides who lives who dies and what you go through in the coming year. here's praying its all good and 2006 is a happy and contented year for all of us with the least amount of upheavals. heres hoping the industry prospers, the GDP grows and we all get raises. heres hoping telecom rates further decrease, laptops become more affordable and air travel becomes cheap. heres hoping we can all be with our loved ones all the time especially when they need us no matter where in the world they may be.. heres hoping the world becomes free and oppression is laid to rest and leaders start working for the people..
heres hoping we have hope..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
hmm... i dunno. somtimes i just feel like.. i dunno.
its not that i lack direction. i have it. in my mind. theres a beacon of light shining out in the right direction or what i believe is the right direction.
Sometimes i just sit here & mentally tick off all the things i want to do. somehow things keep getting added as soon as i tick something off. is it that way with everyone.
The other day i was watching tv and someone was talking about how some people shouldnt even have blogs cause its a waste of web space. well .. bugger off man.. if we want to waste webspace thats our prerogative and no one told you to read our shit anyway.
i admit alot of things in life seem like a monumental waste of time. But seriously, sometimes its the little things that make things worthwhile.. i dont know what direction life is supposed to take. I just know that right now im happy and content to an extent and i think thats the most that we can expect at any given point in time.
My credit cards are mostly paid up. Im not in debt.. i dont have any loans.. so im happy and free. i also have no assets to declare on my wealth statement. i dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing. not sure.
as long as it makes filing tax returns easy i have no issues.
Just saw the Reema movie. What a piece of bullshit. the so-called husband should have been shot drawn & quartered and fed to the dogs at the end of it. what sort of bullshit eastern morality was she trying to preach to women. no matter what kind of a piece of shit you've married you need to worship the ground he walks on and forgive all his indiscretions, which in this case included marrying her for her money while he was having an affair with her friend, having an affair with the secretary, having an affair with the friend after being married, trying to frame her for murder and taking all her money... thats just half of it.
i seriously think the female film makers in Pakistan need to BORROW brains if they dont have them themselves before they shovel out shit like this to the masses. and then we wonder why Pakistan is portrayed as a nation where women's rights are a laugh. with this kind of portrayals, they are a laugh.
I think the film industry in Pakistan should be shut down so we can all bid adieu to all this continuous bullshit streaming out of its silly ass doors.
*deep breath.. that felt good.
Anyway, lifes ok. im debt free and ironing out some misbilling issues. once thats done, im truly debt free. thats all from my end. whats up at yours.
some days ago it was shab-e-mairaj. i got some messages. cool. thats the night when Allah mian decides who lives who dies and what you go through in the coming year. here's praying its all good and 2006 is a happy and contented year for all of us with the least amount of upheavals. heres hoping the industry prospers, the GDP grows and we all get raises. heres hoping telecom rates further decrease, laptops become more affordable and air travel becomes cheap. heres hoping we can all be with our loved ones all the time especially when they need us no matter where in the world they may be.. heres hoping the world becomes free and oppression is laid to rest and leaders start working for the people..
heres hoping we have hope..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Thursday, August 25, 2005
I DID IT! I DID IT!
... with umy's help.. i managed to figure out Flickr.com and got a "badge" as it calls it inserted on the side bar of my Blog YAYYYYYYY!!!
Im so happy, but thats okay cause you are too yayayayayyyyyaaaayyyayyyyayyy (Nirvana) *Singing really LOUDLY
Im so happy, but thats okay cause you are too yayayayayyyyyaaaayyyayyyyayyy *Encore
heheheh
anyway so thats my latest hobby.. uploading nice nice pickytures on flickr wickr.. yayay.. :) * biiig gleeful grin... yayayay...
heheheheh.. ok ok .. i go now... i dont have much to say except.. its raining in karachi and sunny in lahore and im in the wrong city...
do takiay ki naukri mein mera lakhoun ka sawn jaeyy *sing song.. hai hai yeh majboori.. yeh mausam aur yeh dooooori.. ring rung ring rung ring rung rung...
ok ok.. me go now.. oh btw me n me friend anie had breakfast bright and early at 630am at COFFEE TEA & COMPANY.. CAUSE NOW ITS 24 HOURS... I LOVE THEM .. i do. really!.
gotta go
cheerios
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Im so happy, but thats okay cause you are too yayayayayyyyyaaaayyyayyyyayyy (Nirvana) *Singing really LOUDLY
Im so happy, but thats okay cause you are too yayayayayyyyyaaaayyyayyyyayyy *Encore
heheheh
anyway so thats my latest hobby.. uploading nice nice pickytures on flickr wickr.. yayay.. :) * biiig gleeful grin... yayayay...
heheheheh.. ok ok .. i go now... i dont have much to say except.. its raining in karachi and sunny in lahore and im in the wrong city...
do takiay ki naukri mein mera lakhoun ka sawn jaeyy *sing song.. hai hai yeh majboori.. yeh mausam aur yeh dooooori.. ring rung ring rung ring rung rung...
ok ok.. me go now.. oh btw me n me friend anie had breakfast bright and early at 630am at COFFEE TEA & COMPANY.. CAUSE NOW ITS 24 HOURS... I LOVE THEM .. i do. really!.
gotta go
cheerios
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Photostream
Whats a photostream anyway thats what i'd like to figure out.. went to some blogs..
they had added the flickr.com photostream to the side bar.. i wonder how you do that..
i experimented and now theyre all kind off at the bottom of the page.
hmm..
tudeloo cheeries
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
they had added the flickr.com photostream to the side bar.. i wonder how you do that..
i experimented and now theyre all kind off at the bottom of the page.
hmm..
tudeloo cheeries
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
i think life sucks again...
We have been sucked into a vortex of disgustingness.. i hate it..
its disgusting.. i hate hate hate it..
a feeling of powerlessness and impotence.. to change things according to your own will.. its excruciating and nasty.. and every1 marches to the beat of their own drum.. jeez.. why.. just march.. why do u need a beat.. that too your own.. sometimes you should just march to someone else's.
thats what its about.
aaarrrrrrggggghhhhhh...
theres NOTHING.. NOTHING in our hands.. nothing.. why?
why are there expectations when there is no control..
Why is the world so freaking STUPID!
WHY!
i dont know.. all i know is i have 35 more years to live.. Im being optimistic and adding on an extra 5 just in case.. but the way things are going i'll probably croak at 60..
and for the next 35 years i cant imagine having loose motions and stress attacks.. this isnt what my life was meant to be. I'm not sure what it was meant to be.. but i'm pretty sure this wasnt it.. i think..
sigh sigh..
was it? WAS IT??
maybe it was ... maybe thats why it doesnt get any different.. or easier..
but i hate it.. this cant be it..
i will contemplate and meditate on the logic in the universe.. maybe it shall speak to me..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
its disgusting.. i hate hate hate it..
a feeling of powerlessness and impotence.. to change things according to your own will.. its excruciating and nasty.. and every1 marches to the beat of their own drum.. jeez.. why.. just march.. why do u need a beat.. that too your own.. sometimes you should just march to someone else's.
thats what its about.
aaarrrrrrggggghhhhhh...
theres NOTHING.. NOTHING in our hands.. nothing.. why?
why are there expectations when there is no control..
Why is the world so freaking STUPID!
WHY!
i dont know.. all i know is i have 35 more years to live.. Im being optimistic and adding on an extra 5 just in case.. but the way things are going i'll probably croak at 60..
and for the next 35 years i cant imagine having loose motions and stress attacks.. this isnt what my life was meant to be. I'm not sure what it was meant to be.. but i'm pretty sure this wasnt it.. i think..
sigh sigh..
was it? WAS IT??
maybe it was ... maybe thats why it doesnt get any different.. or easier..
but i hate it.. this cant be it..
i will contemplate and meditate on the logic in the universe.. maybe it shall speak to me..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Its raining pancakes
So like yesterday i checked my comments and discovered my friend silly sal was in town (Town = Lahore). which was like .. "AWESOME" coz i was dying to go to that pancake house i'd read about in the Daily Times Photo Spread.
i picked her up from fortress and the two of us went off merrily thinking we knew where Defence Double D (DD) market was. I thought it was the whole stretch right after the Ghazi Chowk roundabout, like i think thats where the planet an all are.. i think?!
So we drove there and we went around, avoided a few misdirected vehicles headed our way and finally had to solicit the mercy of a roadside waiter who told us we were in the entirely incorrect geographic zone. He directed us towards the Y-Block.
So off we went.. merrily so.. bumping along Defence's rollicking roads... and ended up in Y-block. Now i for the life of me couldnt figure out how Y-Block could be classified as the DD Market. So we asked again at an estate agent, a trick i learned in Karachi when trying to find houses in Defence there. He told us to go straight till we got to DD. like Double Duh.. anyway.. desperate as we were for any nourishement whatsoever (it mustve been around 9pm) we pushed off again and got to the DD signal. obviously if you want to find something in DD you should stick to the DD road right.. coz thats where everything should (technically!) be. unfortunately that didnt hold true in this case and when we had driven all the way to the Lesco office heading round circle back to where we had began this journey, i finally swallowed whatever little pride i had left and called my Map-Making Directing-Giving Shining-Light-In-Darkness Savior-of-The-Lost-And-Misdirected Master-of-All-Locations-In-Lahore Colleague (Master Sal) and got some much needed guidance.
So we whizzed around and headed BACK to the DD Signal and this time we went straight down the Y-Block road and came to this REALLY deserted place which a little sign stating "The Pancake Lounge" hanging from it. Turned into the little road and we were at this little deserted desert shop.
You'd like to think this story has a happy ending.. wouldnt you.. WOULDNT YOU?!!!.. of course you would. any normal human being would. But it DOESNT!!
we found the place all right.. the Rs95 bucks a PLAIN PANCAKE place.. with maple syrup of course. I as usual wanted to try the Salty Pancake which the dude told me came with a Salad for RS 140 bucks. No Salad. Apparently the chicken & salad are what goes INTO the pint sized pancake. Now if you've ever had a pancake in Europe (like Holland for example) when you order a Pancake for this wondrous amount you get one the size of a dinner plate. When we inquired what the of the pancake would be, obviously envisioning a dinner plate sized concoction, we were told its the same size as a COOKIE... A COOKIE FOR GOD'S SAKE!!!
At that point however we were hungry enough to ignore the whole scenario and just order the damn things so we did. One ray of sunshine was that their Menu Board stated that "every additional pancake for Rs.45". So we were like cool. we can order more of what we're eating. However, when we tried getting more, we were told oh only the PLAIN PANCAKE IS FOR RS 45. Everything else is the same price. (Also they didnt serve Banana Pancakes which is like.. blasphemous...)
So i sternly informed them that they should clearly state that on the board because its very misleading. I mean like .. oh whatever.. its not like we're EVER going back.. maybe.. i never like closing doors, but it was a sad experience.
Especially since last weekend or the weekend before that i had made pancakes at home, plain & which cheese. and trust me.. neither equated to Rs. 95 to make a pint sized one.
But thats the world of food. i seriously want to open a bakery cum cafe and put in bunk beds & lazy boy black leather chairs.. It would be the coolest.
Just had a run in with SCB Credit Cards. For one they keep charging you Credit Cover & Smart Wallet Charges regardless of whether you've asked for it or not. Then when i had them Cancelled in MAY i am todate receiving not only the charges themselves but also financial charges on the ones i had cancelled. Like HELL man.. So i once AGAIN for like the umpteenth time called the SCB offices yesterday, obviously i got the Lahore Phone Banking people and this gentleman told me that the request wasnt in the system but he'd put it in and it will all be reversed. However i got my August statement today and OHMYGOD MORE OF THE SAME. DAMMIT. So i called up AGAIN. AND this time some dame called Nazia totally pissed me off by telling me it wasnt in the system and while she could send a request for the Credit Cover Charges of Rs. 0.95 like OHMYGOD and the remaining 7-800 bucks i'll just have to foot. LIKE HELL.
Since Lahore SCB Customer Service SUCKS bigtime.. and i dont think its a Lahore phenomenon cause the Alfalah bank guyz rock.. so i called the Khi number and got this nice girl named MaryAnn. She reversed EVERYTHING. Did i mention I'd also sent the whole odyssey in WRITING on the 21st of July to them as well.. anyway she was a sweetheart and i wanted to tell her that she should teach a few things to her colleagues here in the paindo plateaus...
Anwyay, i tried getting pakoras since it started raining here, but to no avail. what the hell yaar.. i miss my railway crossing wala aalo-key pakoray bananey waley gentleman. Those were da bomb. The best damn pakoras ever.. i miss them.. and their masala. and their piping hot taste ... sigh... funny how something never leave the periphery of your memory..
im racking my brains trying to remember what else happened to me. The sad part is i literally have to refer to the calendar to try to place the days & the dates.. its actually sad.
My Naseer dada passed away this Friday. He was my dadijan's 2nd elder brother. Shes 2 brothers and 5 sisters. he was number 2. he was a naval commander in the Pakistan Navy. He loved new music and always made genre collections like Bhangra cassettes and Shadi songs. He kept everything from old wires to pesticide spray in case someone needed it in the future. I remember he once gave me a roller pen roto something german calendar and i fell in love with the colors and the pictures on it. i still remember that.
May Allah grant him a place in heaven..
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
i picked her up from fortress and the two of us went off merrily thinking we knew where Defence Double D (DD) market was. I thought it was the whole stretch right after the Ghazi Chowk roundabout, like i think thats where the planet an all are.. i think?!
So we drove there and we went around, avoided a few misdirected vehicles headed our way and finally had to solicit the mercy of a roadside waiter who told us we were in the entirely incorrect geographic zone. He directed us towards the Y-Block.
So off we went.. merrily so.. bumping along Defence's rollicking roads... and ended up in Y-block. Now i for the life of me couldnt figure out how Y-Block could be classified as the DD Market. So we asked again at an estate agent, a trick i learned in Karachi when trying to find houses in Defence there. He told us to go straight till we got to DD. like Double Duh.. anyway.. desperate as we were for any nourishement whatsoever (it mustve been around 9pm) we pushed off again and got to the DD signal. obviously if you want to find something in DD you should stick to the DD road right.. coz thats where everything should (technically!) be. unfortunately that didnt hold true in this case and when we had driven all the way to the Lesco office heading round circle back to where we had began this journey, i finally swallowed whatever little pride i had left and called my Map-Making Directing-Giving Shining-Light-In-Darkness Savior-of-The-Lost-And-Misdirected Master-of-All-Locations-In-Lahore Colleague (Master Sal) and got some much needed guidance.
So we whizzed around and headed BACK to the DD Signal and this time we went straight down the Y-Block road and came to this REALLY deserted place which a little sign stating "The Pancake Lounge" hanging from it. Turned into the little road and we were at this little deserted desert shop.
You'd like to think this story has a happy ending.. wouldnt you.. WOULDNT YOU?!!!.. of course you would. any normal human being would. But it DOESNT!!
we found the place all right.. the Rs95 bucks a PLAIN PANCAKE place.. with maple syrup of course. I as usual wanted to try the Salty Pancake which the dude told me came with a Salad for RS 140 bucks. No Salad. Apparently the chicken & salad are what goes INTO the pint sized pancake. Now if you've ever had a pancake in Europe (like Holland for example) when you order a Pancake for this wondrous amount you get one the size of a dinner plate. When we inquired what the of the pancake would be, obviously envisioning a dinner plate sized concoction, we were told its the same size as a COOKIE... A COOKIE FOR GOD'S SAKE!!!
At that point however we were hungry enough to ignore the whole scenario and just order the damn things so we did. One ray of sunshine was that their Menu Board stated that "every additional pancake for Rs.45". So we were like cool. we can order more of what we're eating. However, when we tried getting more, we were told oh only the PLAIN PANCAKE IS FOR RS 45. Everything else is the same price. (Also they didnt serve Banana Pancakes which is like.. blasphemous...)
So i sternly informed them that they should clearly state that on the board because its very misleading. I mean like .. oh whatever.. its not like we're EVER going back.. maybe.. i never like closing doors, but it was a sad experience.
Especially since last weekend or the weekend before that i had made pancakes at home, plain & which cheese. and trust me.. neither equated to Rs. 95 to make a pint sized one.
But thats the world of food. i seriously want to open a bakery cum cafe and put in bunk beds & lazy boy black leather chairs.. It would be the coolest.
Just had a run in with SCB Credit Cards. For one they keep charging you Credit Cover & Smart Wallet Charges regardless of whether you've asked for it or not. Then when i had them Cancelled in MAY i am todate receiving not only the charges themselves but also financial charges on the ones i had cancelled. Like HELL man.. So i once AGAIN for like the umpteenth time called the SCB offices yesterday, obviously i got the Lahore Phone Banking people and this gentleman told me that the request wasnt in the system but he'd put it in and it will all be reversed. However i got my August statement today and OHMYGOD MORE OF THE SAME. DAMMIT. So i called up AGAIN. AND this time some dame called Nazia totally pissed me off by telling me it wasnt in the system and while she could send a request for the Credit Cover Charges of Rs. 0.95 like OHMYGOD and the remaining 7-800 bucks i'll just have to foot. LIKE HELL.
Since Lahore SCB Customer Service SUCKS bigtime.. and i dont think its a Lahore phenomenon cause the Alfalah bank guyz rock.. so i called the Khi number and got this nice girl named MaryAnn. She reversed EVERYTHING. Did i mention I'd also sent the whole odyssey in WRITING on the 21st of July to them as well.. anyway she was a sweetheart and i wanted to tell her that she should teach a few things to her colleagues here in the paindo plateaus...
Anwyay, i tried getting pakoras since it started raining here, but to no avail. what the hell yaar.. i miss my railway crossing wala aalo-key pakoray bananey waley gentleman. Those were da bomb. The best damn pakoras ever.. i miss them.. and their masala. and their piping hot taste ... sigh... funny how something never leave the periphery of your memory..
im racking my brains trying to remember what else happened to me. The sad part is i literally have to refer to the calendar to try to place the days & the dates.. its actually sad.
My Naseer dada passed away this Friday. He was my dadijan's 2nd elder brother. Shes 2 brothers and 5 sisters. he was number 2. he was a naval commander in the Pakistan Navy. He loved new music and always made genre collections like Bhangra cassettes and Shadi songs. He kept everything from old wires to pesticide spray in case someone needed it in the future. I remember he once gave me a roller pen roto something german calendar and i fell in love with the colors and the pictures on it. i still remember that.
May Allah grant him a place in heaven..
Princess of the GemWorld
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I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
the battle is won
I just had the longest most arduous cyberspace battle today with a sneaky little search bar from searchweb2.com. it was soooo irritating. it kept installing desk top icons, irrititaing pop ads, search bars galore til i was forced to go through my ENTIRE hard drive, program files, program setting and the entire windows registry, system folders, temp files, etc. all in an attempt to REMOVE the damn thing.
And then i realized the ultimate truth. If i was going through this someone else must have already gone through this and VOILA i was RIGHT.
after googling the damn thing, i realized there were three or four different solutions. tried the simplest one and OHMYGOD it worked. I rock man. ok no. google rocks man. and all those people who look to cyberspace for help. they all rock man.
another nice thing that happened was that i managed to get online on Huqa.com finally. just wanted to see what the damn site was about and it hadnt let me log on til now. its nice. its another orkut. Unfortunately i think orkut has that 1st mover advantage and i dont think i want to shift from that in the long run. its very nice and simple. i like the simple interface. the nice thing in huqa.com was the peanuts. i kinda liked the idea of peanuts and giving gits :)
thats cute. anyway, the weather in lahore is back to the heat. i dunno why it keeps hopping back and forth its very irritating. but its something we have to deal with.
Karachi was beautiful this last weekend. the skies were cloudy. we visited the sea shore near paradise and it was glorious.
the personal front was cloudy too.. one of our family elders is under medical care and we're hoping and praying for a positive and healthy outcome for him.
my return was an odyssey. i was booted off my flight at 5am in the morning since they were overloaded. i slept on the nice airline flat sofas behind the paramount book stall near the ticketing counter. at 7am a bunch of us waited around for the 8am on chance. except 110% of the people confirmed for the flight showed up. so we were all left hanging. finally i lost it and looked around to see what the next available flight was to ANYWHERE. luckily i spotted Faisalabad at 10am and got on chance on that one.
That was lucky break since i already had business in Faisalabad so it all worked out. At this juncture i would like to highly commend the gentleman at the no baggage counter Mr. Asif Ali at the PIA counter who went out of his way to help me and another gentleman every way he could. he issued our boarding passes, constantly followed up with the supervisor to check if the flight was closed so he could board us, guided us as to the extra payments. In between all of that we had a discussion about how he wanted to do his MBA and study further. Very commendable.
Anyway after that whole night of transit, my faisalabad sojourn went very well and after lunch we drove back to Lahore. Suffice it to say that i remember very little of that journey since i was sleeping through most of it. landed at the offices and life continued down familiar paths..
that was that.. sigh.. is this all there is.. i think im tired :)
take care kiddies
Princess of the GemWorld
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I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
And then i realized the ultimate truth. If i was going through this someone else must have already gone through this and VOILA i was RIGHT.
after googling the damn thing, i realized there were three or four different solutions. tried the simplest one and OHMYGOD it worked. I rock man. ok no. google rocks man. and all those people who look to cyberspace for help. they all rock man.
another nice thing that happened was that i managed to get online on Huqa.com finally. just wanted to see what the damn site was about and it hadnt let me log on til now. its nice. its another orkut. Unfortunately i think orkut has that 1st mover advantage and i dont think i want to shift from that in the long run. its very nice and simple. i like the simple interface. the nice thing in huqa.com was the peanuts. i kinda liked the idea of peanuts and giving gits :)
thats cute. anyway, the weather in lahore is back to the heat. i dunno why it keeps hopping back and forth its very irritating. but its something we have to deal with.
Karachi was beautiful this last weekend. the skies were cloudy. we visited the sea shore near paradise and it was glorious.
the personal front was cloudy too.. one of our family elders is under medical care and we're hoping and praying for a positive and healthy outcome for him.
my return was an odyssey. i was booted off my flight at 5am in the morning since they were overloaded. i slept on the nice airline flat sofas behind the paramount book stall near the ticketing counter. at 7am a bunch of us waited around for the 8am on chance. except 110% of the people confirmed for the flight showed up. so we were all left hanging. finally i lost it and looked around to see what the next available flight was to ANYWHERE. luckily i spotted Faisalabad at 10am and got on chance on that one.
That was lucky break since i already had business in Faisalabad so it all worked out. At this juncture i would like to highly commend the gentleman at the no baggage counter Mr. Asif Ali at the PIA counter who went out of his way to help me and another gentleman every way he could. he issued our boarding passes, constantly followed up with the supervisor to check if the flight was closed so he could board us, guided us as to the extra payments. In between all of that we had a discussion about how he wanted to do his MBA and study further. Very commendable.
Anyway after that whole night of transit, my faisalabad sojourn went very well and after lunch we drove back to Lahore. Suffice it to say that i remember very little of that journey since i was sleeping through most of it. landed at the offices and life continued down familiar paths..
that was that.. sigh.. is this all there is.. i think im tired :)
take care kiddies
Princess of the GemWorld
*****************************************************
I dare to dream... so sue me.. :p
GemWorld
Copyright © Fars - FS 2004
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