Monday, June 30, 2008

Frustrations I try to avoid...

Hazaaron Khwaahishen Aisi...

So many people. So many desires.. So many expectations. With so much around, one gets disturbed, obviously. But suffocation is also common if you are living in a 'Pak Watan' (Pure Country) like ours. Pak Watan overly crowded. And crowded with what? Shitty people.. shitty desires... shitty expectations!!

Lawyers seek justice. And so do those pimps [Is he gone to Dubai? Or London may be]. The Chief Justice hasn't been to the toilet since November 3. Once he gets reinstated, he will certainly visit that safe place. And so will the others. And then my friend, there is going to be peace, prosperity and justice... Too many shitty people, too many shitty desires.. too many shitty expectations..

Pakistani Youth going western, obviously in an attempt to embarrass the west . Girls wearing body hugging rags.. desperate for an English accent... having no clue what are they are talking about... and guess what!? These girls have fans... Many shitty people, many shitty desires.. and? expectations..

People talking about mobiles, people talking about fashion, people talking about sports, people talking about politics, people talking about bodies.. and breasts and legs and shirts.. and jeans and STOP!!! Please stop. I need to go and check out that dust bin over there... Its looks full. But with so much shit around me already, I don't know whats in there.. Let me check it..

Ohhh.. Oh My Lord...

That's music! and That's Art... OH those are our ethics... and... And there is the bag full of ideas there!!! And I found those emotions.. they seem rotten but better than shit no? whats that? Ohh.. that's a book of Sartare..

There is so much for me in here... Its too much to carry home, specially with these responsibility sicken, haggard shoulders..

So my dear friends, if you don't find me anywhere, you now know where to search... You might call it anything, but I don't care.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008
2:13 AM

Friday, June 27, 2008

What About?

Doubts, confusions, uncertainties.. are so important. They let you to explore so much more. When you are not satisfied with what you have, you are living. Westerners find peace in meditation.. our people from East love to relax the Zeppelin way!! West is tired of west and is in doubts. East has its own confusions and is wandering. But no one actually gets anything substantial in the end. Substantial, if one sees where he stands, what he gets. But what about the experience?

I consulted a palmist few months back. Not because I really believe in palmistry but merely because she was pretty. Exploration. Search. Uncertainty. This is what she read. She predicted my life to swing between things. Predicted high chances of me being into gambling. Predicted multiple affairs. Predicted life threatening accident-s. Predicted restlessness, all through.

I accept it. Restless is who I'm. But I feel that a woman's love can calm me down. I really feel this way. I've always been amazed by the way a woman can love. The intensity only a woman can generate should nullify all my uncertainties and allow me to stand still. Even for some vacant moments.

Saturday, June 28th, 2008
1:48 AM

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Lose Control, Get Life...

A tribute to the Spirit of Friendship. A dedication to my
best friend 'Naushad'. He is the ONE. The Friend. The Guide. The Savior...

Monday, 13th June, 2008
1:14 AM

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Pink Lives Forever...

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone elses words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but
I took a heavenly ride through one silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride trough our silence
I knew the waiting had begin
And headed straight... into the shining sun
Coming Back To Life-Pink Floyd

Monday, June 09, 2008

The substance of fire

Synopsis: An adaptation of Jon Robin Baitz's popular stage play. Rigid, domineering publishing magnate Isaac Geldhart has never been much of a father to his three children. A final showdown occurs when he refuses to publish a hot book written by his son's male lover. In retaliation, the siblings buy out their father's failing company and run it themselves, successfully. Isaac then breaks all ties to his children and starts his own rival business -- which falters. On the brink of professional and personal failure, Isaac begins a downward spiral, from which he may never recover.

"This movie might turn out as one of those 'boring' movies to the mass. But it isnt really like this. Yes, it isn't engrossing and is slow paced, I really can't term it as 'boring'. One of the key flaws that restrained this movie from being a great-watch is, that the characters were not as developed as they should have. I think that movies such as this one, need to be very polished in defining its characters as distnictive individuals. I think mainly because of this reason, The Substance of Fire didn't hit that sensitive note as much as it should have. Of course, some of the scenes were brilliant."

Rating: 6/10 - It's okay

Tuesday, June 03, 2008


What is the difference between a sophisticated, cultured and urbane coffee shop and a crude road side dhaba? Of course, differences are many. Differences in quality, differences in hygiene, differences in gentry, differences in prices and so on. Not just in this case, generally when you start counting differences between entities, you really don't have to ponder much. You ask for one and you get many. Its that easy.

And what if its about finding something in common? Something identical? Well, its much easier than finding differences, once you narrow down your search on it and allow yourself to ignore or disregard the mass of differences around. At least for a time being. Imagine a single white ball in a bunch of blacks. Which one is easier to find? Black one or the white one? Something in abundance or something in scarcity?

But do our differences outnumber our similarities?? Well, thats another story.

Getting back, I think that no matter how many aspects set the two apart, there are somethings very common between them. Between coffee shops and dhabas I mean. Common but very basic as well. "Purpose". Irrespective of the cup in which coffee or tea is served, it is served and drunken for one common and basic purpose. Similarly, regardless of the material used, the seating too has one common purpose behind. To provide comfort. Now, it isn't at all necessary that every cup of coffee and every chair satisfy the customer same way as it might not! The coffee at the dhaba might not be as rich or the chair might not be as comfortable, BUT! The very purpose stays same. Even if its a veteran coffee maker or a pathan at some dhabba or anyone, no one and really no one makes coffee for a purpose other than this. That is, to please the drinker [Exceptions are Hindi movie's villans who have a different purpose of making coffee, altogether!]. The purpose is satisfaction, comfort, delight. So would be with the chair makers. The same purpose is defined and basic in its core.

In the midst of all these disparities, if one focuses on the basic purpose, things get much simpler. You go to coffee shop or dhabaa to drink, to talk, to socialize or whatever... purpose should be the same. Your own satisfaction. Your own comfort. And when you learn to achieve it, differences won't matter anymore.

Wednesday, 4th June, 2008
2:53 AM