Time in Karachi

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Tsunami

Last few days have been pretty rough… confusing, bizarre… I don’t know… Why does it happen that sometimes when you say something casually it is taken as something totally different than what you intended and you get a reaction which you never expect… And mind you! These are not some random people you casually know, these are people who you think know you and you think would understand where you’re coming from… All in all, you’re left shocked asking yourself if something THIS small can really be a reason enough to lead to the results which it lead to and why some consideration can’t be given to all the good old times.

Then you get a “message” that everyone wants things to work and while you’re thinking how to approach the matter you get another “message” totally different from the previous one and you’re left more confused…

Well… there’s something that I believe in i.e. when everything is going wrong then it doesn’t mean our time is wrong but it means that the one above is trying to tell us that we’re wrong somewhere… I guess I need to take some time out from everything and focus on where I’m going wrong and work on it… Before I go, I’d like to apologize for anything I did which hurt anyone in anyway, only I know that I didn’t mean to…

And for myself, I need the tsunami to go and wait for the time when I’m in a position to see everything clearly… I guess its time to move on...

Adeem Hashmi describes my situation very nicely by saying:

“Pathar hai tere haath mai ya koi phool hai
Jub tu kabool hai tera sub kuch kabool hai

Phir tu ne de dia hai naya fasla mujhe
Sir per abhi to pichli musafat ki dhool hai

Tu dil pe bojh le ke mulakat ko na aa
Is jurm se to teri judai kabool hai

Tu yaar hai to itni kari guftugu na ker
Tera asool hai to mera bhi asool hai

Lafzoon ki abroo ko gunwaoo na yun “adeem”
Jo manta nahi usey kehna fazool hai”

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Theories of My Life - The Glass Theory

This is a new section in which I’ll write some theories of my life. I’ll keep adding under this label per my mood.

First theory that I’d like to share is “THE GLASS THEORY”

If we pour 300ml water in a glass which can only hold upto 250ml, remaining 50ml will spill out of the glass. It’s not the fault of glass that we tried to pour more water than it could handle.

Same applies to people as well…

Sunday, November 1, 2009

My Life

1st November, a slow winter morning, the change of time thing made me wake up early as I’m confused as what time it really is. Is this the purana time now? Or what we had till yesterday shall now be considered as purana time? So confusing… Apparently for no reason I kinda look forward to this winter…

Life’s going pretty well… Started off with PakWheels.com dealers program last week and I’m enjoying that work, may be because its related to cars and cars have been a passion ever since… Even got the mood to write a few lines of my book too last week, so I’m happy about that too…

Oh! A funny dream I had last week, i.e. I’m getting married… not funny, right? Funny part is, I’m getting married forcefully… hehehe… Actually it’s so I’m sitting in front of Moulana for Nikkah and my bro & bro in law are sitting on both sides, every time I try to run away, they both grab me by arms. I woke up trying to run… so that was quite an effort. LOL

Comments of family when the dream was shared,

Mom “I also had a similar dream”
Bhena “Bakrey ki maa kub tak khair manaye gi?”
Sabah “Beta! Eventually this is what will happen to you”
Mona “See? That’s a warning, now either you agree or that’s going to happen”
Aisha “This is a signal that something is about to happen”


Anyways… That was for all of you to have a good laugh and I hope you enjoyed it as much as me & my family did.

What else? Oh yea, I’ve oneness core group meet-up in few hours and after that, err… I want to do something but confused if I should or shouldn’t :-s let’s see…

What else? Ummm… I guess that’s about it…

Puri Sahib... Living

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Movie Review - Wake UP Sid!

Okay... here's the shortest movie review EVER

After the movie, my friends were like "Wake UP Omer! Let's go home, movie is over"

I guess if that is not enough then nothing can be :-)

Thursday, October 22, 2009

October 22nd 2009, 01:10am PST

Today was a different day, a very few cars on the roads of Karachi. I & the roads of my Karachi are used to traffic jams… So even a few cars there made the roads seem almost empty…

There was a weird feeling in the atmosphere, after the recent terrorist activities happening around the country and schools closed as precaution after the Islamic University blast in Islamabad yesterday… I wasn’t born when my Pakistan was in a war situation back in 1965 & 1971… My mother tells me that they closed all the schools back when my Pakistan fought those wars. So are we really in the state of war? Rahman Malik on TV says so…

What’s this depression that I feel? As if something is about to happen, my ears are alert to hear a sound of blast whenever I’m out… This is not how my Karachi has ever been… We’ve seen crisis situations before and things have been bad in the past… But this is more than anyone can handle…

Right now I sit in my chair thanking Allah for saving me, my family, relatives & all my friends & their families from these terrorism activities. We all are safe and somewhat lucky Alhumdulillah! But I also think, how long? How long am I going to stay lucky? They way things are going I don’t see myself to be lucky long enough… I’m very selfish and may be the next terrorist activity takes someone from me whom I actually care for… What am I going to do then? I want to get out of this feeling of depression… I want to feel free & safe again…

Puri Sahib Praying for All

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

WAKE UP Pakistan!!!


Aye khuda jub bhi tera asmaan dekhta hoon
Us mai basa ek jahaan dekhta hoon
Na janey kitney hi jahaanon ki sair kerta hoon
Khol ker jab tera Quran dekhta hoon
Tere ahsaan kitne hain bandoon pey
Jab bhi Surah-e-Rehmaan dekhta hoon
Tu tou kehta hai rag-e-jaan sey bhi hon MEI qareeb
Phir pareshan kyu aaj ka insaan dekhta hoon
Us ki rehmat sey kabhi mayoos na hona aye dost
Tujh pe mai USKI rehmat kay nishaan dekhta hoon

Somebody asked Quaid-e-Azam 2 months before the creation of Pakistan, “Mr.Jinnah! How do you think this newly born will survive without any resources?” Jinnah Replied, “I know we don’t have any material resources, but I trust my nation.”

It’s been 62 years since Pakistan appeared on World Map, are we how Jinnah anticipated us to be?

“I’m sad, I’m in pain, I’m hurt” This is probably what our motherland is shouting at us today, are we even bothered to listen? Do we even care for our country? If you have a pet at your house, I’m sure if that pet is in danger, you’ll do whatever it takes to keep it safe from that danger, do we care for an animal more than we care for our country?

I grew up hearing “This is a great nation.” I agree, but why do we need to see a disaster to witness the greatness? Why are we divided into Sindhi, Punjabi, Pathan, Baloch or Mahajur otherwise? Why can’t we always be Pakistani?

“Our government is corrupt”
“Our politicians are corrupt”
“Our nation is corrupt”

WOW!!! Easily blame it on others… Everyone is corrupt but me… and what am I? A bloody hypocrite… Government officials & Politicians are what? A one million people at MAX? How can a mere million be responsible for the situation of a nation of ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY people?

How many of us can swear that they’ve never bribed anyone? How many of us didn’t bribe a police sergeant to get away with some minor traffic violation? We all are equally corrupt and we all are responsible of where we are today… Why is the personal interest greater than the interest of all of us?

Is Government responsible for when I don’t follow a queue? Is it the fault of my Government that I throw garbage on the road? Why don’t we stop blaming it all on Government & for a change step up and have the balls to take responsibility.

We can be a great nation, all we have to do is to be best at whatever we do… doesn’t matter if I’m a plumber, architect, mechanic, doctor or tailor… All I have to do is to be the best plumber, architect, mechanic, doctor or tailor… If all of us start doing it on individual level then we will definitely see a difference on the bigger picture…

Puri Sahib… Not in Good Mood

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Is the Moment REALLY Now? / I CAN write


I & Annie went out to discuss my book last Sunday, it was one of the most fun Sundays in years… Now the way she was working on my book was pretty impressive… like as if she knew it all as how its going to be & stuff, frankly speaking after looking at her work I was more like asking myself if I can do this? She was impressive, I saw her writing for the first time… You know, whatever I write is about some personal experiences… Now with this book it’s more like making stuff on my own, thinking of a story…

Anyways… I at a lot of times see the digit 19 flashing next to my drafts folder of gmail. Trust me I’ve no clue what those 19 unsent emails are… hehehe… Anyways, today I thought to take a look.

Funny how our preferences change with time, I made this gmail account about 4 yrs back I guess and in these 4 years I’ve changed… A LOT… now I’m thankful to God for not sending those drafted emails to the recipients they were meant for, because if I had, it would’ve been so so so stupid… lol… Stuff I used to consider so cool back then appears so silly now… Funny all I want now is X but in 5 years from today when I’ll have X or Y may be, I’ll think of myself as silly for wanting X back then… So is the moment really NOW? Or is there more to it? May be if I get what I want today then it wont appear silly after 5 years because I’ll be content for having what I will have then.

Then I came across this email where I had actually bothered writing a subject, and that subject reminded me about a song that I used to have, I thought it was that song which I don’t have on me anymore so I opened that email wanting to download that song…

Turns out, that was this one unpublished story which I wrote a few years back, it was like a complete story that I came up with, from start to the end… I don’t remember why & when I attached that into an email & then saved it there… I didn’t even remember writing that story… I don’t think I even discussed or showed that particular thing to anyone… and compared to that, the work that I’ve done on this book of mine? Its absolutely great…

So going back to that drafts folder & finding that piece of writing gave me a new level of confidence, now I know I did it back then and am doing A LOT better now… means I can do it for sure… Plus now I’ve Annie helping me on that… InshAllah that book for sure will be better & great…

Confident Puri Sahib knows it all

Monday, October 12, 2009

Banking – Then & Now

I’m excited about this post because today after ages I’ve something really worth blogging (-:

I remember when I was a kid there used to be a series on our PTV or something called Guest House or something… It was the same show which introduced the famous “Jaan Rambo”

Once they had this episode in which a Pakistani living abroad comes back to his homeland and his first stop was the guest house as apparently he had no relatives or anything. At the time of board in the management of Guest house ask for some financial security as how he is going to clear his bill, he shows a Bank Draft saying that this is his life time saving which he’ll be able to use once he gets a bank account. In the entire show they didn’t disclose the amount of that draft but they gave an impression as if that was some outrageously huge amount…

Anyways, the entire episode was on how difficult it was for that guy to get an account in Pakistan because he knew nobody and no bank was willing to give him an account without any reference despite the fact that he was going to deposit a huge amount and in the end “Jaan Rambo” helps him as he’s holding an account for his savings.



Anyways… That was then, now I was probably only dealing with my piggy bank back in the day so I had no clue how difficult it was to deal with real banking. When I started dealing with banks on my own was about 10yr back and there were some references issues then minimum balance requirements but nothing alien at all. Here’s something interesting that happened to me today & I’d like to share with all…

Today I walked into a branch of one of our local banks. My main intention was to get some inquiry about their services as I’ll need another account in next few days… As soon as I stepped into the office, here’s what happened:-

When I was not even a foot away from the door I was greeted by one of their sales executives, He introduced himself to me and asked me to have a seat, we started off with a casual conversation, he kept offering me for tea or coffee but as I kept refusing every time because, a) I’m not on heavy caffeine intake, b) I was on my way for a lunch meeting and c) I had a colleague sitting in car as I had told him to wait till I quickly come back after picking up their brochures.

To sum the long story short… The branch consisted of 3 men & 1 woman (including their branch manager), all 4 of them pitched me their different products, desperation was clearly visible from their attitude, took my phone number for follow up and offered me a cup of coffee (more than once). When I informed them I was in hurry since I had someone waiting in car, the sales guy got off his seat so he can go out and invite my colleague. I didn’t give the details of car otherwise he was all up for inviting him…

When I took all my required info, he offered me coffee one more time saying, “We have the BEST coffee in this area.”

I left the place leaving all 4 of them speechless when I replied “If you serve the best coffee in the area then perhaps you should consider opening a coffee shop and close the bank” (-:

So the question is, is this all due to financial recession or are we really customer friendly now?


Puri Sahib... Continues to Be

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Good Mood!

I'm playing the following track on repeat for over 2 hours now...


"You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.

I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you."



How often do you come across a situation when things that matter more to you are not going in the direction you want them to go but there are other less important things which are going in the direction which is beneficial for you and because of those less important things you’re able to over look the more important ones and feel happy about the ones which you’re getting?

I normally don’t feel this way… So yes I’m in an exceptionally good mood tonight… The week on the whole was good, oneness brunch tomorrow after a gap of few weeks, those small things, small gestures made by some random people to recognize your efforts are very motivational. So even if after those small things, something BIG and more important goes as you don’t want it to… You don’t get ticked off like you would normally… Okay now Mona (my elder sis in KSA) is bugging me on IM, so let me talk to her, I’ll be back in a bit…

Rumaisa (http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=62363&id=504055961&op=12) is going to have her Tonsils removed on 6th Oct, so please pray for her health. Thanks!

So where was I? Yea so how would you feel if your big plans don’t go as you want them to go? Pissed? Exactly!!! But I’m not feeling ticked off… I’m no where near to that feeling… Infect I’m trying to understand the situation, after all everyone has problems and issues and preferences… So one has to give space… But hey! One thing for the records! “Plan ‘B’ Achey Hotey Hain” (Like Surf Excel slogan “Daag tou achey hotey hain”?)

So highlights of the week… I’ve finally started working on my book i.e. wrote a few lines, people have been extra generous, got 2 really cool gifts this week, got myself involved with 2 new projects and the Facebook page Mind Talk (http://www.facebook.com/pages/Mind-Talk/146227751049) that I made also got 88 fans within first week… Apparently life is good (-:

Btw did I tell you that Aisha makes delicious “Bhindi”? I know its English is Lady Finger but “Bhindi” sounds more delicious, also I’m sure we all at least meet one person in life who gets annoyed when people call him / her “Bhindi”

Puri Sahib in Good Mood!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

LIFE

p.s. (yes I know it’s supposed to be in the end… my blog – my rules) All you need to get in the frequency to write is when someone tells you they read your blog… (Those who you don’t expect to)

Today was Eid-ul-Fitar… One of the most boring days of the year… yea yea I know I know… it’s a religious festival, holiday, great importance & bla bla…

Personally I don’t have anything against this festival… it’s just the routine drill that I don’t really appreciate… I’m sure everyone has a set pattern as how they celebrate their Eid day… Same here, I mean how cool is that? You get bored of your routine daily life and then comes a festival, a day which is supposed to be different but DANG! There you go spending that day as per its defined routine… Between you & me, I don’t think it’s cool at all…

Anyways… so my day started off with the routine “Eid Drill” that is performed on every Eid day, every year and will continue that way for many years to come… So finally when the day was getting over and we finally planned to return home, Aisha from back seat thought (loud enough for us to hear) that it’s a sin to have dinner at home on Eid Day. (Again nothing unexpected)

So we went to this famous restaurant in the vicinity of Clifton… Boy! Was that place crowded? I mean people were getting nuts over food… too crowded… When we got a table & finally started eating, I realized I was not liking the ambiance at all, (tough it was one of my most favorite places) so I didn’t enjoy the meal and wanted to get out of there ASAP…

So after getting home I started thinking about the reason why I acted that strangely… and now I finally know… What I didn’t enjoy was a hundred people gathering to contribute their share in noise pollution.... I don’t like the “Yo” places anymore… I don’t want to dine at a famous joint; I only want to be somewhere quite… I’m changing… Now I only like to be around a certain type of people… I would’ve loved the meal if it were just my family or a certain group of friends…



Now this thought made me think of something else too which I’ve been discussing with a few people for last few days… I don’t know if I should write a separate blog about that or shall I include it here, anyways… here’s an exercise… Go through the phonebook of your cell phone, list of contacts on your IM or FB etc… and start going through the names…

Some of the names are your close contacts, you stay in touch with them and you know what’s going on in their lives… Then some names will be of some people whom you know but not very closely… You just know them through one way or the other; you know the information which is only required to know about them… Now comes the most interesting bit… the remaining set of names will be of the people who were a part of your life at one point, but then something happened and now you don’t talk, or may be nothing happened but still you don’t talk to them, you see them online on your IM all the time but you never bother to message them, if I talk about myself, I’ve a total of 1000 friends, how many of them I regularly talk to? 25 at max… May be this is also circle of life, people come, play their part & then take off… May be this is also one big routine game… May be… Who knows?

So, look at those names & think, think when was the last time you spoke to them, why did you never call them back? What do you know about their current life? Those names on screen are not just names… They also are human beings, just like us… They have a life like ours too… Don’t you want to know what’s going on in that life now? Would you like the idea of catching up? I would love to…

If you feel the way I do… then promise yourself that you’ll casually say Hi to them every once in a while… Sometimes, acknowledging that someone exists is all that is needed to make a difference… Now you know why p.s. was in the beginning?

Puri Sahib… Just Puri Sahib for today…

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Blog with a Reason


Okay… Normally I only write when my mind is in a specific frequency… But today I’m no where near to being in that frequency however I still am writing just because I want to…

Now if I’m writing without a reason then there has to be some really good reason for you to bare this (-: so I have reasons… like more than 1?

1. Alta & Annie two of my most favorite bloggers made new entries today so why should I stay back? Right?
2. I’m in exceptionally good mood today. Why? I’ve reasons for everything (-;
a. No work till Thursday due to Eid Holidays
b. I went out with Ricky & Annie today and it was great fun, had iftar / dinner followed by ice cream… (Ricky! If you’re reading this, I would’ve been happier if you weren’t there :-P)
3. Finally Annie & I decided what my book is going to be about… (Did I mention that I’m thinking of writing a book?)

So enough reasons eh? But now the problem is… I don’t know what to write about… lolz

Hmmm… so lets start with highlights of the day.

Work usual, Karsaz Naval Mart – over crowded as it was last day before eid so that was a pain, Kushi didn’t clean car properly (probably had a fight with wife before coming to work), Asif’s topis at the top of the world AND once again, evening with Annie & Ricky…

Hmmm…. What else? Oh yea…

Had this discussion with Annie & Ricky, they’re of the opinion that after being in a relationship for over 3-4 years, one looses the spice of it… as in things get too much of routine & thus one looses interest, what do you all think? I strongly disagree… If its love then its supposed to get stronger with time… It may change its face but it is there… like after being married for about 37 years (my ma & pa) and 5 kids, 3 kids-in-law & 5 grand kids… How would you feel if my mom comes out of kitchen singing “urain jub jub zulfain teri, kawarion dil machley jind meriye!” if she does any such thing then we all will be saying “budhi gori lal lagaam” right? So she can’t do that, that’ll be too off… what she does is, dad doesn’t need look for his medicines, his food is there on time, the things which he’s allergic to stay out of home, his clothes are there all ready & on time, mom remembers when he’s supposed to see the doctor etc etc etc… so that is love, right? So Annie & Ricky! Beat that!

As I write this I'm having the same discussion with Mannu on msn and she says, "u dont need the spark when something more stronger is there :)" I strongly believe in that... Thanks Mannu!

Ouch! Just now I tried… I think my sore throat is turning REAL BAD!!! (Annie you’re to be blamed because I only ate that stupid ice cream to give you company)

Okay Enough with his blog... Time to close


Puri Sahib in a different mood ;-)

Friday, September 11, 2009

Just like that!


I was not able to write in last few days... No major reason other than life happening :) things are going smooth, at a nice pace... No major complains :)

Ramadan is almost over, Friends, Family, Work... all is keeping me busy... Like I always say... My mind has to be in a certain frequency for me to write... For last couple of days my mind is simply refusing to go in that frequency :) (not a bad thing, infect a very good thing) :)

Even today my mind is not in that frequency... but I'm still writing just for the heck of it & just so I can send the message across that I'm still Alive...


Puri Sahib... Alive :)

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Toy Baby

I should be sleeping at this time but since I'm waiting for someone to safely reach home thats why I've nothing better than to write a blog... As you all should know by now that I happen to be a king of Bloopers but what I did today is THE cherry on top...



Today I went to Makro with Mom & Aisha for some Pre Ramadan grocery shopping... (there should be another blog written about the experience of shopping but something more interesting right now)

So when we were done with shopping & standing in the billing line I saw this Stuffed Toy Baby which was lying on top of grocery in a shopping cart in the next lane... Now this baby actually looked real so I got excited about the finishing of this Chinese product...

Me : Aisha check this stuffed baby.
Aisha : Nahi bhai! thats a real baby.
Me : Beta you're mistaken, its toy, look its still and lying on top of grocery... nobody puts their real baby on top of grocery.

Now while we're having this discussion while looking at the baby cart (and pointing towards the toy baby) the lady behind the cart asks us "Kia Hawa?" (what happened?) now due to her high pitch voice "the toy baby came to life & woke up..." (yes Aisha was correct)

The Lady : Kia Hawa?
Her expression was as if she's not really pleased with me & Aisha and if you happen to know me & Aisha then u must be aware that we are the most non violent people EVER!!! so to cover up the situation I made the most funnies face I could in that situation and
Me : he he... I'm sorry but I thought it was a toy ka baby!
The Lady : ha ha... No no... its a real baby

"And is taraan Puri Sahib bharey baazar aik aurat k haatoon pitney se bachey..."

But seriously? who keeps a real baby on top of grocery? and look at the baby! such an actor... playing toy so people get beaten up... not done )-:

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Dave - The 10 yr old boy


Name: Dave
Place: Uganda
Age: 10 yr old
Ambition: Doctor
Favorite Sports: Football
Favorite Hobby: Make others laugh
Cause of Death: Tortured to Death
Last words: To his mom who was also tortured... "Dont worry, UN is coming to help us"

I came to know about this while watching a video of Gordon Brown's Ted Talk at oneness breakfast... I don't have much to write here... The small profile says a lot... and makes us all think...


)-:

Sunday, July 19, 2009

I Hate Rain


Everyone asks me “why?” when I tell them that I hate rain… I’m called different things (all negative) when I say that but still, I really don’t appreciate this weather… So I thought I should answer all the “why’s” (-: (another reason is, World Call is down and I cant be online)

Its said that there’s a child inside of every adult just wondering what the hell happened… So I suppose same is the case with me as well… The child inside me loves rain like everyone else, he gets excited, all giggles, he wants to dance in the water… But then there’s an adult too inside of me and he thinks, he can see… So when he sees the other side of picture the dislike of rain gets bigger than the like of rain.

When that adult sees, he sees the world outside of his home… he sees that there’s a totally different world in the same city, while he can enjoy some coffee sitting beside window looking outside at the water making the lawn look more beautiful, there are people in other parts of the city who at the same time are trying to survive through this rain… for them this rain is just another misery… home is where we all feel the safest, whatever the worries, dangers and hazards the world has to offer… we are safe from all those when in our home… For them rain is an “occasion” when they’re busy getting the water out of their homes.

When for me the problems of rain are like, world call is down today or water went in the fuel tank of generator so I’ve to sit in dark with no electricity… For them the problems of rain are like, taking a kid to hospital who got electric shock or finding a new roof for the house because the old was blown away by the wind before rain…

So when I look at “that” side of the rain, I don’t like rain and the fact that I cannot do anything depresses me )-:

Now someone might ask what did I do? I’d say I used to help people from 2002 till 2004… (-: we used to have a Nissan Patrol back then so me with a friend used to take that out in the rain to help people broken down cars... Sounds pretty “Mother Theresaish”? he he… well… let me give all the readers a tip, if I say something as simple as 2+2=4 then there must be something…

I would say, “accident” got me & my friend into helping others, one rainy day back in 2002, we both were coming from the Mai Kolachi Bypass when we saw this girl standing next to the road with her Baleno all in water… Wanting to be “hero” we both decided to become “superman”. After tying her car with the tow wire, my friend asked her if she knows how to handle when being towed, she said no… Having no clue about it myself (which I learned only last week that how a car is handled when being towed)… My friend decided to sit in her car while she sat with me… By the time we reached her house in Phase V... I had her phone number ;-) realizing this as an “Easy Sport” my friend urged me to get into this “profession”… and like I always say... negativity spreads faster than the speed of light… I was a part of this within no time… (yea I know it was pretty lame & looserish)

Since then we both used to board the Patrol whenever there use to rain trying to look for “Girls in pain”… But when we actually got into that we realized that either girls drive good cars which don’t breakdown OR they don’t get out in rain… thus we ended up providing a service with almost no “market” (sounds like any business, eh?)

Then once there was an uncle with a good looking daughter whom we decided to “help” as the saying goes, “50% of something is better than 100% of nothing”… so one thing lead to another and then we were like, “since we’re out in the rain with no girls needing our help, lets just help the guys too for the sake of it” oh just for the records, we both have been “100% straight” throughout our “careers” so the helping guys thing was some genuine help…

So we helped people in rain from 2002 till 2004 & enjoyed doing so… Then in 2004, my friend got a job and got a new girlfriend there so after that he liked spending time with her whenever it use to rain… so that gives me 1 more reason to hate rain because I don’t get to continue my “sport” anymore…



Puri Sahib… the Hate for Rain continues

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Khali Demagh Shaitan Ka Ghar!

I know the name of this blog is in URDU but "Ye mera blog hai aur meri merzi mai jo keroon"

Today at Oneness Breakfast I found something about myself...


There we did an exercise where we all were asked to write 20 things which makes us happy... and the worst part is, Taronish sitting next to me was not in the mood of "helping" hehe...

Now what amazed me was... it was very easy for everyone to write 20 things that make them happy... and on the other hand... I was all err... after 5... trust me, till the end, I was not able to complete the 20 things, 18 was max I could come up with...

So in the end everyone was asked to read 3 things off their list... People had stuff like sleep, chocolate, food, music etc etc... and then I was like DANG!!! I like all that too but I never noticed that that stuff makes me happy... May be I dont think too much... I just live in the moment... Dont know if its good or bad... BUT my list had stuff like Teasing others, Practical Jokes, Pranks (when played on others) etc etc etc... and thats when everyone wanted to hear whole of my list... Obviously I was not gonna share everything there (gota leave some stones unturned) so I told them that remaining stuff is more of Mother Theresaish...

So thats when the title of this blog comes in... you either start noticing small stuff or you better warn those around you... Now since I dont notice these small things thats why it always has to be something BIG to make me happy... stuff like an unexpected phone call from an old friend, When u walk into home after a long hectic day your mom bringing you a glass of cold water... that can also make you happy... In the world that we live in today... We've to find happiness in small things or we'll be sad forever...

Puri Sahib, Trying to be happy (-:

Monday, July 6, 2009

From Romeo to Responsible


Life of Romeo was a dream life… definition of life was:-

L – Late nights out
I – Insanity
F – Friends
E – Entertainment

No responsibility in life… Wake up after sane people are back home from work, have breakfast, take shower, get dressed, leave home. Friends, Parties and Movies… etc etc etc… Back to bed after waking up the rooster. Next day repeat the same routine of yesterday… Favorite hobby was making friends & buying new cars…

But then life changed… Ah! The dream came to an end… Over the years there came a change…



Today everyone calls him Responsible… definition of life is:-

L – Loan
I – Insurance
F – Finance
E – Economy

Now every morning when he wakes up, the rooster is still asleep… When he opens his cupboard to select the attire for the day, he looks at all the Jeans, Cargo Pants & T-Shirts with a look which a kid gives to candies he’s not allowed to eat yet he’s standing in a Candy shop… He only gets to wear those on Sundays… Favorite hobby is making money & buying new stocks…

BUT

he’s Still Happy


Happy Romeo

Oh I mean…

Happy Puri Sahib (-:

Monday, June 29, 2009

Negativity

I was not able to write here for last couple of days only because its June and I was dealing with annual closing which means I was writing a lot of payment remainder letters and that's why I was not able to give much time to this blog. Like one of my most favorite blogs once said "And then life happened" (-: (http://maygandutp.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-then-life-happened.html)

For last couple of years I was living on the principle of "Do in Rome like the Romans do" and recently the urge to "connect with myself" was felt necessary... They say "when there's a will, there's a way" so when I decided to connect with myself, I found out oneness breakfast.


I personally feel that the session of yesterday was most fruitful and I learned something which I was trying to deal with for a long time. When things are going right everything seems to be pointing in the same direction... Recently I was having a discussion with someone on negativity and that person said that "negativity travels faster than the speed of light" so true...

Why do we as human beings take everything negatively? Someone opts for commerce then our first question is "why not science?" if that SAME person opts for pre-med science then we say "why not pre-engineering?" (-: why everything has to be negative?

Take my personal example of yesterday, I was asked by 3 different people the same question "So when do you plan to get married?" as if there's a following list in life & people cant wait for things to get checked out...

My list would go as follows

Birth... Check
Education... Check
Job... Check
Stability... Check
Marriage... ... ... Why is the check missing here?

People, I'm more than happy with the "cheques" that I get ;-)

Why do people doubt that if I'm not getting married then there must be "some secret behind it?" hehehe... I mean I'm just waiting for the right kind of a girl whom I can connect with because this is once in a lifetime decision and I dont need to rush, simple...

A conversation I had some years back with a friend of my dad. I strongly remember that it was 2001 and this gentleman moved back to Pakistan after spending a million years in Saudia Arabia with his family. One evening I came home after playing and he was sitting in our lawn with my dad thus I went to say Salaam (if I ever write top ten mistakes of my life, this is going to be in the list... Such Salaams have created a lot of trouble in my life)

Mr.X "So Omer! your abu was telling me that you seem to have a lot of information about cars, what do you think? shall I buy Corolla or Civic?"

Me "Definitely Civic"

Mr.X "And why is that?"

Me "Corolla is the same shape which was launched in 1992 and it was discontinued back in 1995 worldwide while Honda launched the latest shape of Civic this yr in Pakistan, the car has better drive, better options and more advanced than Corolla."

Mr.X "But don't you think Corolla has better resale?"

Me "In cities like Karachi, Lahore & Islamabad this is not the case since both the cars are equally in demand. The resale might be an issue in small areas. Even I've got the new civic so if you want I can give you a test drive."

Mr.X "But Corolla is more reliable, cheaper parts and then I love Toyota"

Me (smiling and realizing the situation) "Well then I guess you should go for corolla as that would probably suit you better."

Mr.X "I thought so"

hehehehe... this dialogue is a lifetime laughter for me...

Advice is the easiest thing to give, no loss & 100% profitability...

If it goes right they can say

"I told you so"

And if goes wrong, they can say

"So? why are you blaming it on me? dont you have any sense?"

Recently a friend of mine got this job at some place where she was dealing with direct sales. She left after 10 days, following is the conversation I had with her.

Me "So why did you leave such a good job?"

N "You know they dont pay if you're not able to sell"

Me s-: "Are you on commission only basis?"

N "No"

Me "Then? how come they wont pay you?"

N "They dont give salary if there's no performance"

Me "What bullshit!! how is that possible. Who told you this?"

N "My bla bla colleague did and you know what? she didnt get a sale in 4 months and they havent paid her for last 4 months"

Me "So did you confirm this with your management?"

N "No"

Me "You're such a fool! why didn't you ask that colleague of yours that if this is such a bad organization then why is she working without any pay for 4 months?"

On that, my friend realized what happened to her and I know such is not the case in that organization because I know her bosses.

I really dont know what people get out of such things...

Anyways... the reason for writing such a long blog was:-

1. This is what I brought home from Oneness Breakfast this week, Say NO to negativity and people who are trying to spread negativity. Just do what you feel is right and live your life happily (-:

2. I felt like writing... LOLZ



Puri Sahib... Minding his own business

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Starting My Day - Old Fashion Way

Like Junaid Jhamshed sang... I'll change the words "Aaj maine dekha wohi zamana, jis ka suna tou tha par dekha nahi"

Well... as most of you know that yesterday was a major power outage in the history of Karachi... To cut the long story short, I started my day with the battery of my cell phone completely finished...

I had to meet a few clients in the morning and by the time I reached office to charge my phone, it was noon already. The point of writing this blog is...

I did everything as per schedule... the way it was planned... because I was not getting any "urgent calls" messing up my whole schedule... I really liked this for a change... For a little while I thought that perhaps this is how I should start being... u know? phone free but then I heard a voice within me... "Omer stop being ridicules and get real"

Anyways, since I was not able to sleep well last night so I came home early hoping to sleep for a few hours BUT then my phone was charged... one after the other asses (read friends & yes Alta you're in the list) kept calling me & I kept cursing them...

Puri Sahib... Never Happy

Friday, June 12, 2009

Mother Fucker

I'm extremely pissed off today... When I came out of office this evening, I saw that some %&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&@&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^&(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@%(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$%(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^&(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@*(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$ decided that it would be very creative of him to write his name with some weird numbers on the hood of my car from a pointed thing (most probably a key)

I mean what the %&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@*&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&@&@%$^&@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^&(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@%&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$%(@*%$@^&$(&(@%(&@%$^&(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@*(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@#*(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$^&*%^&@(&$^%@(&$%*@$%@^&*$%^&*@($@%$@*^$(@*%$@^&$((@(&@%$^(@$%@($(@^&%$^&$%#^&$#&(^$^&@$#^!%#@!^%#@*(&^%$^&%$ My car is the love of my life...

WHY THE FUCK???? do they do such stuff?

Annoyed Puri Sahib

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Good Deeds Never Go Unrewarded

Yesterday evening something happened which gave me one more reason to remember Allah & have faith in the preaching of Islam…

I went to this shop to buy something; I entered the shop and dropped my bluetooth headset, car keys & phone on the counter. My bill came out as Rs.500/- so I gave the shop keeper a note of Rs.1,000/- and he returned me a couple of Rs.100/- notes, I started walking out of the shop while counting the notes & after getting out of shop I realized that instead of giving me change of Rs.500/- he gave Rs.600/- to me. So I went back in the shop & returned the extra note I had.

After that I came to car & started driving, after a little while I needed to make a phone call & realized that my bluetooth headset was not in the console where I normally keep it. I looked at the screen of my phone to see if its still connected and the sign of connection was missing which made me realize that I’ve forgotten my bluetooth headset back at the shop.

First I thought that it would be pointless to go back since there were a couple more people in the shop & by now it should be gone since I still live in Pakistan. But then another thought came which was “I’m still 5 mins away from shop so there’s no harm in going back & checking.” So I turned around and went back.

When I entered the shop again… Well… I can’t describe the thing, but what I saw was that my bluetooth headset was lying at the same spot where I had forgotten it earlier…

Now I put it this way, returning the extra Rs.100/- actually saved me Rs.4,500/- for a new bluetooth headset.

Puri Sahib being thankful to the creator

Monday, June 8, 2009

What's going on?


World is sad
World is in pain
Its so dark everywhere
Everyone awaits dawn
Dawn is near
That I believe in
Dust of sorrow will shatter
That I believe in
I think its about time
This all should come to an end
Its about time
To see the power of divine
We reap what we sow
Reality negates that saying
Why a kid is killed when young?
Its not his fault to born in war
Why cant we do something right?
Are we good to just watch this site?
What is the fight all about?
Who is going to decide?
If I’m right or you're wrong
Is it just the lust of power?
Or is there more to reality?
In the fight of totality
There's no room for morality
I sit in my chair and think
How to put an end to this?
We've seen enough of all
Blood, bullet, bombs and all
Will I be able to see in my life?
A dream of which I’ve heard a lot
A world where all live with peace
A world where justice is right
A world which accepts the difference
A world which accepts everybody's right
Right to live and breath with freedom
Right to live a complete & happy life.

Puri Sahib The Poet in Process

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Age Factor

Well... I accidentally woke up early on this Sunday morning when I was expected to sleep... Gives me enough reason to blog... eh?

So the topic I'm going to hit today is kind of very sensitive topic and I am kinda iffy if I should be hitting such sensitive issues of our society.



Yes you got it right! Why do girls always hide their age... This is not something we only face in Pakistan, its everywhere... And this disease is not a disease, its a different lifestyle found in girls/women in all ages.

Take my 7 year old niece Marium for example... When I call her Aunty! she gets really pissed off... even complains my mother about it :-S. Yes I know she's not an Aunty but still, had someone called me Uncle at the age of 7, I would've been like "choor na, apney baap ka kia jata hai, bolney do"



Here's something I read somewhere which suits the situation.

yaad Aati hai mujh ko woh khatoon e dil nasheen
kam umerai e hayaat tou jasey sirf us ke bus mai thi
solaan baras ke baad bhi jo mulaqat hawi
solaan baras ke baad bhi solaan baras ki thi

So if anyone knows the answer to this question then please help me out (-:

Confused Puri Sahib

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Security Check

Well Well Well... This months seems like a month dedicated to our Banks and their Bloopers...

Today I made a mistake (uh ok smart ass! ANOTHER MISTAKE, happy now?). Neways, what I did this time was that I went to the head office of one of those Foreign Banks who have opened their branches in Pakistan.


Now in my opinion, they've hired the FINEST quality of asses to run their security department. (No I dont mean "Hot Ass", its literal ass i.e. donkey, yea Smart ass! I know its an ape's pic but I was unable to find a pic of an ass wearing this uniform, Now SHUT UP!)

So Ass No.1 stopped me at the gate from where I was entering saying its the exit gate (Yea I know its not all their fault but at least they should've placed a sign saying OUT) so I turned around and and went towards the entrance gate. There I was stopped by Ass No.2 & Ass No.3 and I was asked "Where to?"

{Now like JD of Scrubs, I went into a dream sequence...

Ass No.2 : Where to?
Me : What's the cost of 1 ticket?
Ass No.2 : Ticket? for what?
Me : I'm sorry, isn't it the amusement park?

Back to reality... }

Despite for the fact that I had a strong like STRONG urge of having the conversation above, I decided to go to the point so I said I came to drop some stuff for a friend who works in the bank to which I got a surprising reply, "Only cars with stickers are allowed inside"... huh! excuse me? like all the customers of the Bank are made to place your stupid sticker on their cars? can somebody here pinch me so I can wake up?

Anyways, keeping all my previous similar experiences in mind, I came to a conclusion that it would be pointless to talk to the Ass No.2 & Ass No.3 so I called my friend and explained her my dilemma. Probably she was in good mood so she decided to come down for my rescue, After she came I was allowed to go in the bank premises.

Then I was told that I was supposed to park my car in the parking lot and since I went 5 foot ahead of the turn, so I was not allowed to reverse but I had to use the exit gate to get out (that was nothing less than "GET OUT OF HERE!!!") and then go back in. Another surprise that I was blessed with there... the "sticker" which I didnt have was some sort of gate pass which is made on the gate... Last I checked in mirror I didnt but probably to them I looked like Bin Laden that's why they didnt give me one but my friend was able to get it.

To cut the long story short, I was able to do the thing I went there for and while going out, when I gave the gate pass back to the Ass No.1 standing on exit gate. He looked at it in a way as if it was the most alien thing he's seen in his entire life which forces me to ask my friend, "Was that whole drama a setup?"

Neways, I came out hoping never to go back again... or like Vin Diesel said in Fast & the Furious, "I'd prefer to die rather than going back there" I know he was referring to prison but I'll refer to the above mentioned bank...

The conclusion is... whenever I think I've seen it all, there's something new round the corner...

p.s. I more thing I realized today... I just love to use brackets ()[]{} and they're so many of them... hehehe...


Puri Sahib - and the learning continues...

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Danda 2.0

For those who dont know about the Danda series can check
http://omerarshad.blogspot.com/2009/03/danda.html

Well... this time it so happened that on 27th of March this year I lost my beloved ATM of Bank Al-Habib to the ATM Booth of MCB @ Karsaz. Something new for me which I'd like to share with others as well is that if you dont take your ATM out as soon as it pops out, the machine sucks it.

Anyways right when it happened I called the helpline of MCB, number of which was written there, the Gentleman there told me to call my respective bank and report about the matter. I did that and also deactivated my card. I was told that the ATM will be available in my branch in 2 working days. Fair enough!

There starts a painful chapter of my life... "Quest to the ATM" or whatever, I really dont care... day after day, week after week, month after month, year aft... oh wait, I'm exaggerating it a bit no? hehehe... To cut it short, whenever I used to inquire about my ATM from my bank they used to say that its still not available at branch and I should remind about it at their call center and the call center people always had a scripted reply ready for me, "hum ne aap ki complain note ker li hai aur jald hi aap ka card aap ki branch mai deliver ho jeye ga" I've heard it so many times in last 2 months that I've learned it by heart... The worst part is, that was card of my personal account and I HATE TO USE CHEQUE BOOK... (believe it or not, I have this account for 3 yrs now, and was still using the first cheque book I got with the account but in last two months they made me get another cheque book issued, Ah! I hate them)

So the scenario was that I was MADE to take part in a game of tennis which I was not even playing... Well... things changed... they had to change... *Evil Laughter*... Last Tuesday I walked into my branch hoping to get the expected reply and they came up to my expectations... But I had some other plans in my mind... *Another Evil Laughter*, I (as if I just came from Timbuktu and dont know shit thus taking advice from them) stated, "its been 2 months now, what do u suggest? shall I send an email to State Bank & complain?" *Evil Laughter The Third*

Like we say in urdu "Hawa ukhar jana" or "Phat ke haath mai aa jana", do I need to explain their reaction anymore? hehehe... All of a sudden all their system came in "Action", the manager came out of his office to "Request" me to wait for another week and promised me to get me my card back within a week... The result is, I saw a miss call from my bank's number on my phone this Saturday when I left my phone somewhere, yes I got my ATM card back today... And I live happily ever after (till now, cuz I also happen to be an expert of bloopers so you never know)

Puri Sahib The Bharambaz...

p.s. one more huge major task still remaining... I've to call the bank to get the card reactivated... did I tell u I happen to be lazy as well? (yea I've got all the qualities)

Sunday, May 31, 2009

My Experience of The Oneness Breakfast

For all those who want to know what its all about, please check the following link
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/pages/The-Oneness-Breakfast/175170550343

Well... I saw some friend attending this event on facebook and out of cheer curiosity thought of checking the event and bla bla bla... to cut the long story short, I ended up attending the event due to the same curiosity.

Turns out this is part of Global Oneness Project and in Pakistan its founded by Ramla Akhtar & Shahjahan Chaudry. The main idea is to accept the difference, like we all are human beings but we all are different in terms of color, race or religion. So rather than wasting our energy on "I'm right & you're wrong." we should work on accepting others the way they are because reality is what we see and it can be different to everyone.

On the first breakfast there were 16 people who showed up, it was very nice, healthy & interactive discussion we had there. Two weeks later the strength was down to 8, some old weren't able to make it but some new joined in as well. Today was 3rd breakfast and the number of people was 6, again some old left while some new joined. Guess that's how life goes on.

So what started for me as curiosity is now turning out to be a gathering of friends where healthy ideas are discussed and some jokes are exchanged. I personally think that its getting better day by day since the problems and issues we address are not new to others... they've also faced the same.

Here I would like to mention a few names who have attended all the three breakfasts and I hope to see them in future too because I really enjoy their presence and get to learn as well.

Ramla Akhtar - Founder of Oneness Breakfast in Pakistan. Her job is to conduct the whole session, she's the one who comes up with ideas and topics to be discussed every week.
Shahjahan Chaudry - Co Founder with Ramla. His Job is to provide us with space & food (J/k... lol)
Faraz Haider - BSC Computers by Profession, he's trying to find the answer to the question "Who am I & why am I here?"... Well, his Sufi Intellect is very much needed for the discussions to go on.
Kamran Iqbal - A doctor by profession, he's a big fan of Iqbal and he believes in portraying the "Correct Image" of Pakistan
Muhammad Omer Arshad - ME - Well... Some people are sent to this world so that it can look a crowded place (-:

Thats about it for now.

One of a kind Puri Sahib (-:

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Sad... )-:

Well...

I really dont know what to write here... Writing this because my sister wanted me to otherwise I personally prefer to keep such things to myself.

Sometime back when my sister used to live in Islamabad they became friends with another family. It was a very nice family, very helping. I also met them on a few visits there. Like my sister says, "it was her Maika away from home." Now daughter of that family named Shumaila got married to this guy Nasir last year in August. Nasir being a year younger than me. Shumaila is expecting a baby this August.

Nasir being the bread earner of his family which includes his wife, parents & small siblings.

Yesterday Nasir thought to go to some "Meezar" for some "Mannat" for his soon to born kid. He was accompanied by 4 of his friends. On the way some cyclist came in front of them and while they were trying to save that cyclist, they banged into a bus. Nasir and 2 of his friends passed away and another lost his senses and went insane due to the huge shock... 4 families are effected because of the carelessness of 1 cyclist...

Normally (like 2-3 months back) I would've felt that the cyclist should be murdered... but I dont know why, when I think about this whole thing now... I really feel that it all happened because Allah wanted it this way. We are no one to blame the cyclist because we dont know what his problems and worries are... I dont know under what frame of mind he was going... Probably he too was thinking about how to arrange money to take home and feed his kids in the night. We dont know because nobody does such thing intentionally without a strong motive...

"Allah k kaam Allah hi jaaney"

)-:

Breaking the Curse

For last couple of days, whenever I was in the mood to write, DANG!!! there goes electricity... so who to blame? I choose to blame KESC...

So this pointless irrelevant post is here to break the curse.

Curse Free Puri Sahib

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Bang - 30th March 2009

Well... I knew I would be writing about it but just didnt know when I'll write about this one... its like whenever I used to start writing KESC had to interrupt (u wont believe, its the 3rd time I'm trying to write this today)

On the above mentioned date I went to Airport to pick up mom, now on the way back instead of taking Shaheed-e-Millat Expressway mom asked me to take the route of FTC to avoid the traffic of PAF Chapter. When I reached Tipu Sultan traffic light it was red & as expected I stopped. But the guy coming behind me opted otherwise... and DANG!!!! the bumper of one of my most favorites (Altis) got chipped.

The other car was a santro club driven by a guy in his early 20s. As usual he came out trying to be all smart donkey (I know its smart ass but I find pleasure calling him a donkey) and putting all the blame on me, when I said let me call the cops so they can decide whose fault it is. He also called his dad to come help him out. Anyways... Since we're living in beloved Pakistan, I was unable to get through 15 (another reason to leave this country). Once I had enough of his idiotic nuisance, I asked him to go stand quietly since I was about to loose it. The Champ goes, sit in his car & tries to run away. (he thinks he can escape my 1.8 petrol on his 1.0 CNG? Meh! bite me)

I caught him at the PSO pump near nursery, so I got off my car, slapped him hard through his window and took his keys before he could get into sense. Told him to wait for his dad and went to sit in my car, Mom in the meantime called Khaldoon thinking we might need to "settle" the issue

Now comes his dad (bigger ass)... and after a lot of "bla bla bla" it was decided that we'll go to his office to settle the issue which happens to be at Badar Commercial. I asked Khaldoon to go with him while I went home to drop mom & joined them from there.

Again we go for another session of "bla bla bla" and then the bigger ass says he'll pay the next time since he's short of money, Khaldoon who claims to be the Dad of Karachi thought of taking his word and despite all my objections and demand of taking documents of his car as surety said that he'll handle it... I only smiled because I didnt think the guy planned on paying (the amount was 2500 which was 50% of the damage and he wanted to go for some help so the amount was cut 50%) and I find it hard to believe someone who owns two cars at least (XLi & Santro), office in Badar, Claims to be a lawyer & builder cant afford this amount.

Guess what? I'm finally able to finish this post (oh yea that too) but other than that... today is 30th of May :) exactly 2 months AND the guy still hasnt paid... I've lost hope but Khaldoon keeps calling him to hear everytime that he doesnt have money... Such a true Pakistani.

So here I'm passing his details so if anyone of you knows the family... please dont trust them...

The Bigger Ass' name is Javed, says he's a lawyer and a constructor
Lives in Johar (I dont know if its true)
Office in Badar Commercial Area (behind Bader Store)
He drives a 2004 White Corolla XLi
His Son the smaller ass drives a Santro Plus Gray Color with AMI sticker on it and the number of that Santro is AFP 491

I'll update you all when (read IF) I get the money.

Puri Sahib, Just Puri Sahib (-:

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Thank You



Well... Sine the Mother's day just passed & her Birthday is almost here (24th of this month)... I thought to express myself...

Thank You Ami for sticking by me when I was totally dependent on you



Thank You Ami for taking care of all my needs



Thank You Ami for staying with me when I was ill



Thank You Ami for spending time with me



Thank You Ami for being there when I was hurt



Thank You Ami for planting the seeds of wisdom in me



Things are countless and I cant thank for all of them...

Monday, May 11, 2009

Grow UP!!!

Part of this post is taken from http://jamash.wordpress.com/

Yesterday a friend was going for a picnic with her office mates and since I know a couple of her colleagues as well so they invited me in, Now since it was mother's day and I had plan of going for lunch with my mom so I decided to join the picnic after that...

It was GREAT fun at the beach, though I am not a big fan of beach but I liked the wind and company of nice friendly people around. When they decided to go in the water to get dirty I had to decline since I was planning to attend a dinner later and I didn't have time to go back home and change so I thought to stay away from water.

I was sitting at the hut listening the conversation of some guys outside (who also happen to work at the same office) talking about the girls who were there. They were doing a postmortem as if a detective would profile murder suspects. They were judging the character of every single girl by their appearances. "Look her shirt is so tight, and her boobs are so huge, she surely cant be virgin" , "Look at the other, her chest is completely flat, she must be a lesbian: , "Oh that one is continuously talking to Mr.X, they must be having a scene", Then they went about making a fuss out of a visible bra straps which they saw at office a few days back, telling how they saw a bit of a cleavage while they walked passed a girl sitting at her desk, and how they "think" so and so girl is a whore or not or a virgin or not. And just for the records, these men happen to be well educated who have been around women since university at least which means around 5-6 yrs at minimum.

While sitting there listening to them silly gossips besides disgust I felt a bit sorry too for these guys.

I mean For heaven’s sake What the FU*K do you guys have to do if she is a God damn whore or a Slut or a virgin or not? Are you some sort of a bloody keeper whose duty if to guard female virginity. And they are women, they are not some bloody object that you might be able to own someday, like you are looking for an untouched "Packed and Sealed" piece. And Why the hell No one questions how many girls you slept with before you decided to be "sincere" with one or in some cases several just so you can have Verity.

I am a man myself but I cant disrespect even a Female Sex Worker out there because of so many reasons and these men the majority of them, wouldn’t pause for even a second before they see a girl and they would instantly start judging her, weighing her and analyzing her character and boiling it all down to the possibility of her being a virgin or not… the only thing these men won’t give the woman is the respect and freedom which is their fundamental right of every human being.

Puri Sahib Wonders

Ranikot – Largest Fort in the World.


My friend is here from Dubai,a member of PW.So only a few things to do,eat,tea and go on a trip.Plan was made in a hurry.We were sitting and chatting (tea is there yes) when HB said why dont we go to Ranikot,so Racer f2 (nick on PW) delays his flight from Monday to Wed and plan is made for us to leave Karachi at 3 am on Sunday.

A bit about Ranikot

Ranikot Fort. Located about 30 km southwest of Sann, in the Kirthar Range, approximately 120 kms from Hyderabad Toll Plaza and 262 kms form Karachi. It is one of the largest forts in the world.

It has an approximate diameter of 9 km. Its walls are on the average 6 meters high and are made of gypsum and lime cut sandstone and total circumference is about 29 km. While originally constructed for bow and arrow warfare it was later expanded to withstand firearms.

It is reputed to be the largest unexplored fort in the world. The purpose of its construction and the reason for the choice of its location are still unknown.
Our travell

3am – Left Karachi
5am – Breakfast near Toll Plaza, Hyderabad.
6am – Left Hyderabad Toll Plaza.
8.30am – Reached Ranikot
10.45am – Left Ranikot
2pm – Arrived Karachi.

Total Kms traveled 495.

Its a great place and hard to explain what it felt like,its just so big the whole place so beautiful.Loved every min of it,though the 2 hour walk was a pain and legs are still stiff.

If you get a chance do visit this place.And i had no idea as the others didnt either that the largest fort is in Pakistan.

I like the mystery about the whole place that no one knows for sure who built it and when it was built and so on,but would like to know.

To read more about it http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ranikot_Fort

Well another trip for the diary,and one to Gawadar is in the making,along with the all Pakistan trip to which i prob will not be able to go (dam work)

Tired,stiff Puri Sahib

Finally Published on 21st June 09

Friday, May 8, 2009

Just like that...

Today I'm happy for no reason... It was a nice day... what we call, "quality time"

Work is going good Alhumdulillah, nothing major to worry about... Listening to a very cute song from a very stupid indian movie... feel like smiling... This is a day when you want to express yourself for no reason... like NO REASON

Oh! I'd like to mention something here... Something happened today... Well... later when I was discussing it with a friend, I was advised "Why didn't you grab the opportunity, she seemed interested" and my reply was a smile with "but I wasn't interested"... Well... as expected, I was called names after that... Ah! I don't mind because I'm happy today... What I would feel like mentioning here however is... I'm single not desperate... There's a difference which ONLY a few people know of can even a fewer can understand...

AH! What the Fuck? I'm just happy today (-:


Happy Puri Sahib

Thursday, May 7, 2009

How do you get high?

Okay my creativity is in FULL SWING tonight so here's second blog of the night...

I was having this discussion with Khaldoon today while we were going somewhere, What is getting High? or getting addicted to something, why we do that?

Ask any smoker, they say they smoke because it helps them relief tension... so why dont others smoke? I mean in the world today, everyone has tensions of their own, no?

Well we all have our ways, we all get "high" it only matters what works for us... Like for myself, I drive or I write... depends how tensed I am, one of these two things always help me relief tension and I feel relaxed...

Now what one should look into is, what kind of "addiction" are you adapting? or what works for you better? Why not get into some non harmful "addiction" like reading, writing, listening to music, painting etc. rather than smoking, doping or drinking?

Creative Puri Sahib

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

P.S. I Love You

No its not about the novel or the movie based on the novel

Today I went to get my sister's phone repaired (yet again) and the idiot at the repair shop misplaced the memory card... I'm glad we're not someone who keeps important stuff on memory card and always take backup on computer however the only pain is that I've to make play list all over again (and till I do that, listen to my sis)... guess that's a price I cant avoid )-:

Anyways... After a lot of "negotiations" I was given another memory card... Now this card happens to be a used one and thus there was some data of the previous owner... I went through the card before formatting it hoping to find some nice songs however what I found didn't take me by surprise but I thought of it as something as worth sharing...

Any Guesses?

Well there were some recorded calls between the previous owner & "THE love of his life" (Meh! Bite ME)

Now the calls were pretty stereotype obviously recorded by the guy claiming his "sincere" love and the girl all falling for that... I guess even that too is something all the adults know about and inappropriate for those who don't know what that is ;) so no point wasting time over it...

Now what I want to ask girls is... EXACTLY HOW FOOL ARE YOU? cant you just see that? I don't know the "characters" (I shouldn't mention any names here, right?) in the recordings but even then I was able to understand that the guy is fooling around with the girl and playing around just to feel like a MAN... Shame on such guys!

Okay I know I'm no saint here and have done my share in the past but one advice to all the guys, if you want to be a "man" then be MAN enough to be honest and if then a girl also want to be a party (trust me, there are such girls) then go for it... atleast don't tell a girl that she's the ONE when she's just ONE in the lot... I agree your "LIST" wont be that interesting and you wont be able to brag among your friends about a new girl every month but... Ah! Nevermind, because I know whatever I say wont make a difference...

However when you're about to hit your next "target", just think about one thing... How would you feel if someone treats your sister or daughter (in future) the same way?

"What goes around, comes around"


Revolted Puri Sahib

Monday, April 13, 2009

I was wrong... )-:

Some portion of this post is from an old entry by me

...Now the same old thing will start when everyone will be asking me to leave this place cuz "ye jaga aab rehney ke kabil nahi" and move to some safe place... My question is "WHY SHOULD I LEAVE MY CITY?" I've lived here for years, this is my city, I know everyone here & everyone knows me... why should I leave just because of such people? I have lived all my life in Karachi and I love my city,...


...Why the rangers or the police didn’t do anything to stop the violence? I think most karachites and Pakistani’s know the answer to that question. We are a country with a majority that supports peace, we have a majority which supports and are moderates. That’s what we and the world are told and I believe that we are, though my faith is being lost when I read the paper every morning (yes I know its afternoon). Every time they kill my city, poisoning it slowly and giving its citizens slow death.

I don’t know, maybe I am just a fool which I am, or maybe I am scared to try something new I am not sure. I do know, but the thought of moving away did cross my mind when I sat in my room watching my city burn again, it hurt and it made me sick.

But I know one thing, I like to dream (of dirty laundry too now) and I love this country and this city. And if I go away things won’t get better, so I shall stay here and do what I do best like millions of other karachites, I shall keep in the background, keep a low profile and on days like today stay in doors watch my Karachi burn and cry.

But when the day comes, and it will trust me. When the silent majority of this country and this great city rise and come out on the streets. when we have had enough and every single one of us has lost someone we love to violence (because this is what it might take) I shall not stay in, but ill be dressed in my Sunday best (shorts and T shirt ok?) and ill be on shar e faisal and then you will see the power of the people of this great city. A city filled with great history, just go to old Karachi and you will know what I am talking about.

Till then I am going to be here waiting for that day, till then I shall keep a low profile and go about my business, I shall enjoy the electricity breakdowns, the summer heat, take it all in like a Karachite is supposed to, call me a fool or a call me a dreamer, I am Omer and I am staying.


http://omerarshad.blogspot.com/2008/12/karachi-9th-april-2008.html

I still believe that this country is by far THE BEST in the whole wide world but what about the people of this country? or more importantly the people who are in a position where they can actually DO something... something good or... something bad...

What is one supposed to do when he is minding his own business, just trying to live his life as pure as he can, just trying to earn "HALAL" living for himself & his family... is such a person doing anything wrong? Sadly in this country yes... he's doing wrong because his "job" goes against the "interests" of someone who is in a position to do something... We say that we should not blame everything on the Government... we should step up & take our responsibility and if someone is a "fool" enough to take his responsibility then? we dont let him work peacefully...

If a "tulla" stops a car violating traffic rules and later finds out the car was being driven / owned by son or daughter of some "bara saab" then? poor "tulla" might end up loosing his job just because he was trying to do his job...

You are in the purchase department of your organization... Someone trying to supply substandard goods offers to bribe you and you refuse because its your job to make sure that goods supplied are of good quality... What's the harm in that? you'll be punished for doing your job because your boss has "setting" with the supplier...

Your roommate is culprit, he runs away when the police raids to get hold of him... You are the one going behind bars just because the police needs a name to fill in the papers and close the case...

There are so many things similar... I can write about it all whole night and there will still be stuff unwritten...

Your family has dispute with another family, your brother kills their man and then your dad kills you just because you're a girl and they want to save their son so you're killed so they can charge you both of adultery and save your brother... Your fault is that you're a girl who has never seen anything outside your home...

I really dont know what was the real motive behind asking for "Islamic Republic of Pakistan", I mean I cant keep myself from asking... "What the hell was your problem Mr.Jinnah?" what kind of an Islamic Republic is it? I have read The Quran and The Quran teaches everything opposite to what's being practiced here... We would've been in a much better shape had we still been under the British Government... I dont think we live in a free country...

Take anyone, any random person and ask him... I bet you wont find a single person around who is not the victim of this system...

I CAN do whatever I feel like just because I CAN and those who dont have means... Well too bad for them... why were they born in this country? now its there fate to accept however I WISH to treat them...

I said in my post referred above that till the day comes I'll go about my own business & keep waiting for that day BUT "easier said than done" I really dont know if "going about my own business" is the solution? here... ANYTHING can happen to ANYONE ANYTIME... I really dont wish my parents, sister & in future my kids to live in this atmosphere...

So I've made up my mind... I'm gonna pack my bags and leave in search of a place where human beings are treated as human beings... Any Suggestions?


Puri Sahib Quits!!!