Nothing more soothing on a stiffly cold foggy night, than watching 'Revolution' and afterwards having a cup of was-hot-but-now-darn-cold-becuase-of-the-winter coffee, along with a doughnut. Though it rapes my abdomen. Listening to this exquisitely lovely song by Damien Rice your Wall-E suggested. Its soo deep. So deep. Oh yes I have my Wall-E! Albeit the real one for whom my heart is reserved is.... LOL whatever! Better stop. Khayr , awhyeah and with all that a.... KitKat ! :') My hands are starting to look fine after some care. Yay . Looking forward to watch Frozen and other things with my baby tomorrow. Saw Thor2 day before yesterday. Cool movie. Though I guess I will always confuse Portman with Keira Knightly. -_- Why is Loki still alive though? Just whyy ? :S
Friday, 19 December 2014
Of Flowers and Angels, Terror & Blood
Peshawar Attack
Pakistan HAS to and WILL stand united and resolute in the midst of this resentful and sad catastrophe that has struck the country. We will fight until the last evil minded terrorist; enemy of the state and humanity, is crushed to the deepest pits of eternal determination. Optimism is what every citizen this nation needs to hold onto at this moment of sorrow and I won't say mourning because that is grief and it won't do us any good. Hopelessness is NOT a resort at all.
'These days funerals are being carried out of flowers whose color and scent has now faded away forever . But they will never cease to bloom. They will always be remembered and avenged. They will not wilt.'
More than 150 children, mostly aged 14 to 16 years, plus other school faculty were massacred when those seven attackers stormed Army Public School (APS), Peshawar, Pakistan on early morning of December 16th of this month and opened fire on whoever came in their sight irrespective of their age and let alone considering humanity. Whilst this deadly onslaught by the beastly Taliban gunmen, in cold sweats the students of that school, took shelter in bathrooms, under their desks and some acted dead in a desperate attempt to save their lives. Leaders worldwide have condemened this damnable act of butchery, and maliciousness. Some unofficial sources allegedly report that the death toll is 300+. Globally moments of silence were held and black ribbons worn to show respect and remembrance of those who were martyred and their families. Also candle light vigils are also being announced globally for those who died on that bleak day. The air where songs were sung of joy, cackles of those bright and lovely children that tread through those grounds, is now haunted by the never-ceasing fear, an air of desperation and frustration. Some students report that the terrorists just 'opened fire on whoever they could see', some children were made to watch their principal, Tahira Qazi, burn to ashes. The School's walls are filled to the brim with bullet holes, floors covered with those innocents flower-like children's blood. A scene of apocalypse prevails in that unfortunate school. This attack was planned and carried out by the Tehreek-e-Taliban-Pakistan faction, who have been on the run and have dispersed and fled all across the country since Pakistan Army has declared an all-out offensive on them to wipe out their devilish presence in it's homeland.
There can never be words, ever to describe what happened to those innocent souls. The havoc this inconsolable tragedy has wrecked the entire nation with, especially to those who lost their loved ones that day is indescribable. This is unforgettable and recovery from it is... I still am not in the right state to accept what happened with those students. The brutality those children were thronged with, the bullets that riddled their soft bodies, the horror their calm eyes saw... It's an utterly devastatingly horrendous and maddening butchery. I have never in my entire life heard and seen of something so monstrous. Those children had barely seen the world and lived their lives. May the souls of The departed rest in peace. And may those damnable creatures who wiped out those angels, be brought to justice and be annihilated forever...
"When he shot at me, I pushed back my head slightly. The bullet rubbed past my forehead. There was a slight burning sensation, but no real pain. But later when I touched my head, it was bleeding. The gunman probably took me for dead and walked on down the aisle, shooting boys and teachers. I saw him shoot our teacher Ms Hafsa three times in the back of the head. Shahrukh Khan a survivor recalls: "The man with big boots kept on looking for students and pumping bullets into their bodies. I lay as still as I could and closed my eyes, waiting to get shot again," he said. "My body was shivering. I saw death so close and I will never forget the black boots approaching me - I felt as though it was death that was approaching me." Reference: BBC
Follow more here: Attackers entered every classroom and shot indiscriminately http://www.bbc.com/news/live/world-asia-30491113
http://www.bbc.com/news/live/world-asia-30491113
In my opinion Psychological counseling MUST be provided, by the federal government and provincial government of Khyber-Pakhtun-Khawa to the families and the survivors of Peshawar attack to eliminate the certain possibility of PTSD, Anxiety disorders and other devastatingly stressful psychological disorders. These traumatized and horrified children, teachers and families should be counseled and their broken spirits consoled and uplifted to fight those fears back, to not give up and to never stop going to schools. Teams of psychological experts should be sent to Peshawar immediately, to help these people recover albeit recovery from such an incident is seemingly pretty hard in the times yet to come.
I must say I'm, personally, really, proud of Imran Khan to finish his sit-in Islamabad. Indeed the nation needs to stand as one at odds with these Satans'. A national policy must emerge right away from the leadership to counter the possibility of savage and barbaric attacks on humanity like this in the future. And it MUST be consistent and intact.
'I'm proud of my son. I am proud that he sacrificed his life for his country' a father said who's 10 year old was shot dead in the attack. Another said with a heavy heart, 'My son is dead. And I haven't cried because I want to die soon and meet my child soon in heaven.' This is undoubtedly really heartbreaking.
This tragedy is and always will be unforgettable.
Something I just wrote in memory of those loved angels, albeit it's incomplete:
Every soul is drenched in sorrow and regret
The restlessness is ever haunting
Those flowers that once bloomed are now gone
Their softness violated, innocence repressed
Where there were sung songs of joy
An air of despair and sadness prevails
Only Memories remain of the departed
Can't bring myself to write it all down whatever it is that I want to say. And maybe I won't be ever able to say how I feel about this...
Pakistan HAS to and WILL stand united and resolute in the midst of this resentful and sad catastrophe that has struck the country. We will fight until the last evil minded terrorist; enemy of the state and humanity, is crushed to the deepest pits of eternal determination. Optimism is what every citizen this nation needs to hold onto at this moment of sorrow and I won't say mourning because that is grief and it won't do us any good. Hopelessness is NOT a resort at all.
'These days funerals are being carried out of flowers whose color and scent has now faded away forever . But they will never cease to bloom. They will always be remembered and avenged. They will not wilt.'
More than 150 children, mostly aged 14 to 16 years, plus other school faculty were massacred when those seven attackers stormed Army Public School (APS), Peshawar, Pakistan on early morning of December 16th of this month and opened fire on whoever came in their sight irrespective of their age and let alone considering humanity. Whilst this deadly onslaught by the beastly Taliban gunmen, in cold sweats the students of that school, took shelter in bathrooms, under their desks and some acted dead in a desperate attempt to save their lives. Leaders worldwide have condemened this damnable act of butchery, and maliciousness. Some unofficial sources allegedly report that the death toll is 300+. Globally moments of silence were held and black ribbons worn to show respect and remembrance of those who were martyred and their families. Also candle light vigils are also being announced globally for those who died on that bleak day. The air where songs were sung of joy, cackles of those bright and lovely children that tread through those grounds, is now haunted by the never-ceasing fear, an air of desperation and frustration. Some students report that the terrorists just 'opened fire on whoever they could see', some children were made to watch their principal, Tahira Qazi, burn to ashes. The School's walls are filled to the brim with bullet holes, floors covered with those innocents flower-like children's blood. A scene of apocalypse prevails in that unfortunate school. This attack was planned and carried out by the Tehreek-e-Taliban-Pakistan faction, who have been on the run and have dispersed and fled all across the country since Pakistan Army has declared an all-out offensive on them to wipe out their devilish presence in it's homeland.
There can never be words, ever to describe what happened to those innocent souls. The havoc this inconsolable tragedy has wrecked the entire nation with, especially to those who lost their loved ones that day is indescribable. This is unforgettable and recovery from it is... I still am not in the right state to accept what happened with those students. The brutality those children were thronged with, the bullets that riddled their soft bodies, the horror their calm eyes saw... It's an utterly devastatingly horrendous and maddening butchery. I have never in my entire life heard and seen of something so monstrous. Those children had barely seen the world and lived their lives. May the souls of The departed rest in peace. And may those damnable creatures who wiped out those angels, be brought to justice and be annihilated forever...
"When he shot at me, I pushed back my head slightly. The bullet rubbed past my forehead. There was a slight burning sensation, but no real pain. But later when I touched my head, it was bleeding. The gunman probably took me for dead and walked on down the aisle, shooting boys and teachers. I saw him shoot our teacher Ms Hafsa three times in the back of the head. Shahrukh Khan a survivor recalls: "The man with big boots kept on looking for students and pumping bullets into their bodies. I lay as still as I could and closed my eyes, waiting to get shot again," he said. "My body was shivering. I saw death so close and I will never forget the black boots approaching me - I felt as though it was death that was approaching me." Reference: BBC
Follow more here: Attackers entered every classroom and shot indiscriminately http://www.bbc.com/news/live/world-asia-30491113
http://www.bbc.com/news/live/world-asia-30491113
In my opinion Psychological counseling MUST be provided, by the federal government and provincial government of Khyber-Pakhtun-Khawa to the families and the survivors of Peshawar attack to eliminate the certain possibility of PTSD, Anxiety disorders and other devastatingly stressful psychological disorders. These traumatized and horrified children, teachers and families should be counseled and their broken spirits consoled and uplifted to fight those fears back, to not give up and to never stop going to schools. Teams of psychological experts should be sent to Peshawar immediately, to help these people recover albeit recovery from such an incident is seemingly pretty hard in the times yet to come.
I must say I'm, personally, really, proud of Imran Khan to finish his sit-in Islamabad. Indeed the nation needs to stand as one at odds with these Satans'. A national policy must emerge right away from the leadership to counter the possibility of savage and barbaric attacks on humanity like this in the future. And it MUST be consistent and intact.
'I'm proud of my son. I am proud that he sacrificed his life for his country' a father said who's 10 year old was shot dead in the attack. Another said with a heavy heart, 'My son is dead. And I haven't cried because I want to die soon and meet my child soon in heaven.' This is undoubtedly really heartbreaking.
This tragedy is and always will be unforgettable.
Something I just wrote in memory of those loved angels, albeit it's incomplete:
Every soul is drenched in sorrow and regret
The restlessness is ever haunting
Those flowers that once bloomed are now gone
Their softness violated, innocence repressed
Where there were sung songs of joy
An air of despair and sadness prevails
Only Memories remain of the departed
Can't bring myself to write it all down whatever it is that I want to say. And maybe I won't be ever able to say how I feel about this...
Saturday, 13 December 2014
A day at the Railway Stations
A few weeks ago I went to do photography at different railway stations across Lahore, with my friends and dad. It was regarding a project for our photography lecture but that wasn't what it was about, at all. It was an amazing experience, in all. To get up so early just so you don't miss those perfect silhouettes made in early morning. To capture people getting off and on the trains, those bright costumes of orange and red, those expressions... And voila the spanners we had to face cuz the locations were sensitive. And then breakfast at McDonald's, courtesy of dad. Hehe.
Paper Towns
Paper town's production is HAPPENING. Yayayayay . Natt Wolf is gonna star as Q. Cool. It's like that book is- it just gets to your heart so inexplicably that you feel like you're there lying on the ground with Q. and Margo.. On that quest to find her... In her room... Putting that dead catfish for Becca and so much more! I feel like.. It's so surreal. When I read those words, I drift into a world so safe and peaceful. Where you just keep on going and you know, you know in your heart that nobody would stop you. Sometimes you break into fits of unrealizable laughter and sometimes you go all teary. This is book contains so many things that you can connect instantly to; friendship, love, music, what it feels like to be left out, adventure and..... Undoubtedly the movie's going to be equally amazingly phenomenal.
Yay
The coolest night when you have banana and orange ice-cream after ages. :D
Though it's so devastatingly cold. My skin looks terribly bad, like an 80 year olds’. Despite of my attempts to put infinite moisturizer on it every now and then. Ereewrrewwrreweerrrwrrrr. When you wash your hand it feels like you've plunged yourself deep into massive puddles of ice-cold water. Damn.
Where is the fogggg though?
So. Damn. C-c-co-col-cold. -.-
Though it's so devastatingly cold. My skin looks terribly bad, like an 80 year olds’. Despite of my attempts to put infinite moisturizer on it every now and then. Ereewrrewwrreweerrrwrrrr. When you wash your hand it feels like you've plunged yourself deep into massive puddles of ice-cold water. Damn.
Where is the fogggg though?
So. Damn. C-c-co-col-cold. -.-
Sunday, 7 December 2014
I did it?
So I finally gave it a try and spoke for the first time in a parliamentary tournament. Yay, I guess? It was quite thrilling in actuality and a good experience albeit all those weird pauses, case preps, critiques where you wish you should have known all that before, or should have never gone up and all. The most considerable time for me was the case prep. It's fun. Didn't break but still we tried, so yeah. Although there wasn't really a decorum to be followed. The cross-talks wee really entertaining though. Bleh. Its nice actually, to face something new, to make mistakes and learn so that you actually do it better or perhaps nail it next time. I don't think there's any so-called losing or winning in debating. All that matters is; what you speak and whether you speak or not. I missed BLKC soo badly. Damn. Every split second of it. And those angels who were with me. Those 'Angels'...
I'll always have infinitely high regards for Sir Ali Hanan, Aaisha and Aimma & Raazia who helped me so much as a debater and motivated me to go for parliamentaries. You showed me what I am capable of. I'm so glad for my folks to be in this with me too. Surprising as it may seem to me. Public speaking has always been a passion and interest of mine since I was born lulx. It makes you feel like you life is worth living. You can let it all out in a productive way. Give voice to the unheard and so much more.
Now let's have some chocolates, almonds and juices, shall we? Cause' my sugar level is going down. And I've got a 'L.O.N.G' way to go.
Ciao ciao....
I'll always have infinitely high regards for Sir Ali Hanan, Aaisha and Aimma & Raazia who helped me so much as a debater and motivated me to go for parliamentaries. You showed me what I am capable of. I'm so glad for my folks to be in this with me too. Surprising as it may seem to me. Public speaking has always been a passion and interest of mine since I was born lulx. It makes you feel like you life is worth living. You can let it all out in a productive way. Give voice to the unheard and so much more.
Now let's have some chocolates, almonds and juices, shall we? Cause' my sugar level is going down. And I've got a 'L.O.N.G' way to go.
Ciao ciao....
Wednesday, 3 December 2014
Revenge
Just finished watching revenge seasons three's season finale. Sweeeet. But it really makes me teary every time I see it. Endless facade of emotions charming their way through your nerves until you're left with a heavy heart and desire embellished with intricacy to... Lalalalalalalala I just.. I can connect to all of it emotionally in such a profoundly weird way that... Whoa.
Winters
Its so not really 'that' cold here but last night it felt like I almost have a bit of hypothermia. O.o
BTW yayayayay. Winters are here! My most fav season. Albeit the headaches, shortage of breath, stuffed chest and stupid runny nose never cease to haunt the calm I yearn for. And Pfft. Your skins looks like it's of an 80-year old. Heh.
Can't wait for the those chilly nights when everything seems to fade away by the descending of the crispy fog and there's this gloomy aura spread around you. So beautiful. The silence that falls upon the deserted streets. Kind of depressing too, yeah. But never mind!
Cheers! Best to all. xoxo
BTW yayayayay. Winters are here! My most fav season. Albeit the headaches, shortage of breath, stuffed chest and stupid runny nose never cease to haunt the calm I yearn for. And Pfft. Your skins looks like it's of an 80-year old. Heh.
Can't wait for the those chilly nights when everything seems to fade away by the descending of the crispy fog and there's this gloomy aura spread around you. So beautiful. The silence that falls upon the deserted streets. Kind of depressing too, yeah. But never mind!
Cheers! Best to all. xoxo
Tales of Lunacy 4.0
Ah. It was so ecstatically satisfying and infinitely consoling to break those poor four mugs yesterday night. Vent it all out on them. And well sparing the gory and emotional details got badly scolded by mum. Buehehehuehehehehehe. xD
I love breaking mugs. Since I was a child. :D
Now I'm thinking of getting some nails and a nice hammer to put up a little art on my room's wall. Channeling the hilarious anger in a productive way. Yah yah. Lets roll. Lolz. :')
I love breaking mugs. Since I was a child. :D
Now I'm thinking of getting some nails and a nice hammer to put up a little art on my room's wall. Channeling the hilarious anger in a productive way. Yah yah. Lets roll. Lolz. :')
Thursday, 20 November 2014
Monday, 17 November 2014
Untitled as of now
The joy of remembering was taken away from her. It was like she had lost herself. It was so hard to accept the truth. It was just like knowing that you were stuck in a drowning ship and waiting for the inevitable to happen. Slowly and painfully. In her heart she knew she didn't belong here. She had so little time left and so much to do. Her head was feeling awfully heavy. Endless things kept running in her mind, things that she wanted to do in her life, that she had to do but now, she thought, they'd die with her. It all seemed so fine back then. How possibly could it? She would never find someone who could let her in entirely, who'd always be there unconditionally and love her like there was no tomorrow. Someone who would connect to her differently from the entire universe. A person who would...
And she missed them even more than ever at that time. She didn't want to hurt them by leaving them so soon and like this. As Natt entered the room, she quickly turned aside and wiped off the streaks of tears that were there. He couldn't utter anything for whom he was going to lose was irreplaceable. She held his hand, the engagement ring was still there. In a low faded whisper she said, 'Promise me, sweetheart. You won't be sad after I go. Okay yeah, you can be a little bit sad and cry for a while but not more than that. Okay?'...
To be continued......
Sorry my flow of writing is broken badly these days. I hope I get through with it soon. Miss y'all. And thank you if you read stuff here. <3 xxx
And she missed them even more than ever at that time. She didn't want to hurt them by leaving them so soon and like this. As Natt entered the room, she quickly turned aside and wiped off the streaks of tears that were there. He couldn't utter anything for whom he was going to lose was irreplaceable. She held his hand, the engagement ring was still there. In a low faded whisper she said, 'Promise me, sweetheart. You won't be sad after I go. Okay yeah, you can be a little bit sad and cry for a while but not more than that. Okay?'...
To be continued......
Sorry my flow of writing is broken badly these days. I hope I get through with it soon. Miss y'all. And thank you if you read stuff here. <3 xxx
Sunday, 2 November 2014
And The World is Warned Again: Climate Change
The stakes are deadly than one can ever imagine. "Inaction on climate change "will cost heavily".- UN Secretary General, Ban Ki-moon
The unrestricted use of fossil fuels should be phased out "almost entirely" if the world is to avoid dangerous climate change, scientists say: http://bbc.in/1wTSKX2
You can read/download the IPCC's Synthesis Report '15 here: http://ipcc.ch/pdf/assessment-report/ar5/syr/SYR_AR5_LONGERREPORT.pdf
The unrestricted use of fossil fuels should be phased out "almost entirely" if the world is to avoid dangerous climate change, scientists say: http://bbc.in/1wTSKX2
"Nobody on this planet is going to be untouched by the impacts of climate change"
-Rajendra Pachauri
Chairman, IPCC
The unrestricted use of
fossil fuels should be phased out by 2100 if the world is to avoid
dangerous climate change, a UN-backed expert panel says.'
You can read/download the IPCC's Synthesis Report '15 here: http://ipcc.ch/pdf/assessment-report/ar5/syr/SYR_AR5_LONGERREPORT.pdf
Wagah Blast
Extremely sad for those who lost their loved ones in the devastating blast at Wagah border, Lahore yesterday. In spirit with you people. And may their souls rest in peace who departed this world.
This terrible thing MUST be strongly condemned worldwide. Downright pathetic and disgusting act by the evil anti-peace malicious factions of extremists in this region. So awful.
To be continued...
Read about it at: http://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-29872426
This terrible thing MUST be strongly condemned worldwide. Downright pathetic and disgusting act by the evil anti-peace malicious factions of extremists in this region. So awful.
To be continued...
Read about it at: http://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-29872426
Pfft.
Lalalalalalaalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. Even my imaginary friends seem to drift so far away.
NO! Come back, you. </3
NO! Come back, you. </3
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Hugo
Martin Scorsese, one of the brilliant and eclectically enchanting directors of all times and one of my favs too got up this beautiful and such a deep movie 'Hugo'. I've watched it several times now and it never ceases to captivate me with its fascinating theme and wondrous story. The movie tells so much about cinema, passion, determination, love, hardships and so on. It indeed is a feast for movie lovers like me. Sir Ben Kingsley: Hats off. Perfect performance. As he's done in Schneider List, Prince of Persia, Gandhi etc.
Wednesday, 8 October 2014
Side Effects
Saw a exquisitely interesting and really thrilling psychological/mystery thriller. 'Side Effects'. Starring some of my fav actors. Rooney Mara nailed it, she's so beautiful(No gay-feelings here, just saying xD). She's kinda like Kate Mara I think. And like always Channing Tatum was great. The thing about psych. thrillers is they give an insight into a persona mind, a glimpse of what its like to live a deviated and troubled life. They tell you about the hardships people go who have congenital/induced dysfunction. How dangerously deceptive some people can be etc. What's more is I love psychology so I really get entranced by them. Albeit I haven't seen much of the genre, there comes a funny and hilarious when you actually believe you have that disorder or thingie the characters had. Lolz. Se7en, Insomnia, Fracture, Orphan, The Tall Man etc. Cool movies. Can be twisted sometimes. So anyway yeah, people can be really sick sometimes, be careful whom you get acquainted with.
Cheers!
Cheers!
Monday, 6 October 2014
The Conjuring
I'm not much of a horror movie person but again I made an exception and watched 'The Conjuring' today. A good albeit insanely hilarious movie. Based on true case files of two paranormal investigators in the United States, starring one of my favorite actors; Patrick Wilson, and one of the 'highest grossing horror films of all time' it is something worth devoting a few hours to IF you've got a knack for horror genre otherwise don't fuck up your mental chemistry. And chill on. I won't give any spoilers just cuz... It can be really annoying sometimes. It's got a sequel coming up next year.
Slainte!
Slainte!
Friday, 26 September 2014
Lessons
One of the most monumental things I've learnt from life up till now is that it keeps throwing shit at you, no matter how hard you try. You can never rest. One way opens and another closes. You feel down and hopeless, a pathway opens up and just that very moment another one closes. Some people believe quite the contrary but it's downright true. Others just momentarily share the bliss and your joy, regardless in the end its you who's feeling whatever that is. But you can't give up on your dreams, and submit to the whimsical standards/demands of those around you. Life's unpredictable. Never let go and don't take yourself to the point ever when you'll have to say 'if only I'd tried harder or gone for it'.
You can never choose your family but you choose where you end up. Its up to you to take all the risks. Without risks life is deemed to fail and your world collapse. There's always hope. And people who never stop loving you. Yeah sometimes you mistake some and give them them so much importance that they take you for granted.That doesn't mean they were untrue with you. Time changes people. We can't have everything we want or desire. And the people we want to stay they don't stay forever in our lives. So we have to make peace with that. And realize that those who love us, their love should be enough for us...
And
Just a little something we should never forget:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT 'TIL IT'S GONE'............................
You can never choose your family but you choose where you end up. Its up to you to take all the risks. Without risks life is deemed to fail and your world collapse. There's always hope. And people who never stop loving you. Yeah sometimes you mistake some and give them them so much importance that they take you for granted.That doesn't mean they were untrue with you. Time changes people. We can't have everything we want or desire. And the people we want to stay they don't stay forever in our lives. So we have to make peace with that. And realize that those who love us, their love should be enough for us...
And
Just a little something we should never forget:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT 'TIL IT'S GONE'............................
Monday, 22 September 2014
I mean like, Seriously!
Imran Khan and Terror-ul-Qadri really really need to get themselves checked by some mental health professional. Lulx.
Holy Smokes!
Pfffffffft. The Chilly moment when you put your green chilli laden hands in your eyes. Jksjldomouisinshjajnbsh! -_-
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Inspirational words!
Some deep words by Sir Omair Rana:
'My dear students,
As you receive your results, whether good or bad, I want you to remember that it reflects the gauged opinion of one individual for one thing you did in one tested moment.
It does NOT reflect who you are.
It does NOT reflect what your future holds.
Life is so much more than alphabet printed on a UK university letterhead.
Live your life
Help others live theirs.
If I haven't taught you this, I haven't taught you anything.
Love,
Mr. Rana'
'My dear students,
As you receive your results, whether good or bad, I want you to remember that it reflects the gauged opinion of one individual for one thing you did in one tested moment.
It does NOT reflect who you are.
It does NOT reflect what your future holds.
Life is so much more than alphabet printed on a UK university letterhead.
Live your life
Help others live theirs.
If I haven't taught you this, I haven't taught you anything.
Love,
Mr. Rana'
Saturday, 20 September 2014
John Greens' legacy
John Green is not just any random author, in fact IMO no
author is ‘random’. So yeah, he’s this fabulous author of bestseller books like
‘The Fault In Our Stars, Paper Towns and An Abundance of Katherine’s’. The words
connect to your heart like so deeply. You’re left in a trance of vivid
imagination and awe. I feel like I’m really ‘there’ there with the characters
and experiencing whatever is happening. It’s all just so fascinating and
beautiful. John Green really does understand the mind and psyche of the
teenagers and adolescents of the twenty-first century when others are busy
addressing the merely abhorrent issues and clinging to the ‘norms’. He’s an
author of his own kind, and one rarely comes across someone as classy as him. You
feel like he has ‘read your mind and you belong’. While or after reading his
books, you feel like never stopping and want it go on forever. You might the
book once, but the feelings stay with you forever. They’re memorably comforting,
witty, charming and tragic but the humor veils the sadness in a lovely way.
They teach you things that are exceptionally important in your life: your
friends, family, love and feelings and your outlook on life. While reading him,
I feel like ‘I’m on a roller coaster’ and I never want to get off it, ever.
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
Children
Here are some things you need to know about your children. Parent-child relationship is a tricky and hugely attention deserving one. Its' really crucial and highly sensitive. Even a single word can bring your child's whole world crumbing down. I don't have kids and have no authority on this matter but still I feel strongly that there is a need for the parents of today and tomorrow to regard this is as extremely important...
Genuinely get interested in their lives. Well some people would think what parent isn't interested in their childs' life but trust me, there 'are' parents who don't even know their children at all or care about them.
Don’t raise your kid in a joint family until the family is like exquisitely loving and comfortable. And until after you’ve given each member a strict notice and understanding to NOT interfere in any of your Childs' matters, politely and tell them that you’ll appreciate any suggestions BUT you must remember those suggestions should NOT affect your child in any way.
Have kids ONLY after you know ALL abt child psyche, how to bring them up. How to deal with them. Etc.
Give them paints. Coloring pencils. Crayons. Etc art things. Tell them abt different color combinations. If you’re scared of the surroundings getting ruined well it’s high time you change your thinking. Kids are kids. If you will stop them from doing things they like, they will resist, rebel. Hatred can promote in their hearts towards you. Their self-esteem will be quashed. Confidence ruined. And what not. So please. Be careful.
Their OWN room please. Every individual deserves privacy starting right from their childhood. You can however always keep checks in certain ways.
Talking is the best way to get to know your child. If you focus on being close to them from the start.
Understanding them. Then they will always open up to you. And will spill everything. But then again you will have to be patient and listen even if they have murdered someone (God forbid. Lolz)
Dedicate and fix their Cartoon hours/time.
Animated movies.
Toys
Read them bed time stories
If they spend time doing WHATEVER they want LET THEM DO IT! Don’t stop them.
Take them to parks on a weekly/daily basis. Associating and developing love of nature can be really fruitful to some individuals.
NEVER compare them to any other person on this planet.
Allow then to hangout with their friends. HOWEVER keep a background check on the friends they have, meet their families, parents especially. Make sure they go to a public place. Tell them a specific time to reach back home. Keep in touch via cell phone. However don’t call like hilariously while they are hanging out with their friends. :P
Keep discussing their college apps with them. Have them see a career counselor if they are confused or even if they aren’t it helps a lot in figuring what they really want to do. Its very important. Support them in their decisions. See, let them become what they want. It’s their life, their dreams, I know they’re your children and your blood and you own them but then it comes to what you want not what they want. And its totally IRRATIONAL! Let them know your advice/suggestions etc however.But never impose.
NEVER like EVER force them or influence them in any way to choose a career what you want for them.
Don’t let them watch horror movies. Especially in their childhood. It DESTROYS and screws their mental chemistry like SO badly that you can’t imagine. The things they watch can result in nightmares, fear of things, disturbances in daily routine and much more disastrous consequences.
I’ll re-edit this late on. Lots to add on.
Something.
Its true, I guess. 'Love is just a shout in the void'. Its just so pointless. Nobody answers back. Not even the people you honor and hold really dear to yourself. When you need them the most they are not there. And when it's all okay, they sprout out of nowhere. I just want to matter, at least in the life of someone. Be it anybody, I just wanna know that I hold some significance, genuine one, in someone's life. I do, I guess. There's this one angel who adores me and I love that cute angel very much. Its more hurting the 'missing' part than the loving one. Ugh. Even when you think you have moved on, when you remember them, it just seems like you still love them. But in reality it's just a memory you feel like you love. In actuality it's all faded away. I'm soo tired of feeling that way. And then it all keeps running inside my mind trying to make me feel cynical but I am not a fool to let it do that. Never. Fuck this shit seriously. It leaves me in awe when people so close to you fail to understand you. And don't even 'know' the real you. Tsk Tsk. Sometimes some people cannot see you succeed in your life, albeit they claim that they want you to be happy... I guess I'll just keep pretending that everybody loves me, and I've got everyone there for me when I need to spill. Me and my imaginary friends. People. Persons. Etc...
By the way damn. I have become a sleepaholic as of lately. Sometimes, I wake up and feel like so tired and then sleep again. Lolz. I really really hate being unproductive and sleeping a lot IS unproductive so... Pfft. I have to and I MUST contribute to this world in some way. Hopefully I'll get off this roller coaster soon. Battles and more battles yet to be fought for existence and making your mark...
In the end, it doesn't matter to me. I don't need others to make me feel I'm worth something because I am worth something! I DON'T bloody need anyone to be what I am and what I want to be or will be. I don't care.
By the way damn. I have become a sleepaholic as of lately. Sometimes, I wake up and feel like so tired and then sleep again. Lolz. I really really hate being unproductive and sleeping a lot IS unproductive so... Pfft. I have to and I MUST contribute to this world in some way. Hopefully I'll get off this roller coaster soon. Battles and more battles yet to be fought for existence and making your mark...
In the end, it doesn't matter to me. I don't need others to make me feel I'm worth something because I am worth something! I DON'T bloody need anyone to be what I am and what I want to be or will be. I don't care.
Wednesday, 3 September 2014
Rain, rain, rain.
Whoa, it's been raining since the last few days, round-the-clock. Such a romantic, cool and amazing weather! Albeit somewhat sad and lonely. The Cloud was painted with colors of red, orange, slightly yellow-ish, pink, light blue and mauve making it look so immensely lovely yesterday evening. The lush green leaves swaying in their own mystic melody. Those dark grey clouds and bursts of thunder make it all the more epic. I could just stare at it all forever. Yay.
Sunday, 31 August 2014
Some really cool and oh-so-crazy college majors ;)
When it comes to selecting college majors students are usually faced with confusion and frustration re what to choose to study. These programs inculcate in you not only intense analytical etc skills but also sharpen up your creativity and open up for you remarkable career prospects with world-famous organizations.
Criminology
Counseling
Applied Behavior Analysis
Law
International Relations
Sociology
Theater
Music/Arts
Creative writing
Journalism and media communication
Computer sciences/Information Technology
Genetics
Marine biology
Forensic Psychology
Environmental and conservation studies
Sustainability
Cryptography
Geology
Oceanography
Robotics
Anthropology
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