Some random thoughts, sometimes bizarre, sometimes dark, sometimes just incomprehensible!

Location: Islamabad, Pakistan

I'm an incorrigible optimist, yet a pessimist. I'm a realist, yet an idealist. I'm a dreamer, yet very practical. I'm very liberal, yet very religious. I'm an open person, yet don't share much with anyone. I love people, yet am solitary by nature. I'm too giving, yet too demanding. I'm quite broad-minded, yet very stubborn. I'm as good a listener as bad a talker.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

Where have all the good men gone?

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder end rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me . . . .

Monday, March 14, 2005

Interview Me!

This is a chain interviewing game for blogs. Here are its rules:
  1. Leave me a comment saying “interview me.” The first five commenters will be the participants.
  2. I will respond by asking you five questions.
  3. You will update your blog/site with the answers to the questions.
  4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
  5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. (Write your own questions or borrow some.)

Zack has asked me the following questions.

Which brother do you like better, me or him? Just kidding! How do you like Karachi? Compared to other places you have lived like Islamabad, Wah Cantt, Tripoli, Rawalpindi and Lahore?

Well, let me 1st reply to the first question ;-)
When I was younger I liked you better as I was closer to you. Then Fowzi grew up and proved to be not just a bro but a very good friend. While with you, it was more you talking and sharing things with me; with him, I could tell him anything and relied on him to take me out. Now, I like both of you eqaully :-D

I like Karachi well enough. However, compared with other places I've lived in, I still like Tripoli the best. Nothing comes close to the Mediterranean coast :-) Then Islamabad - that's home to me. Wah Cantt, strangely, I don't miss though I've spent a major portion of my life (10 years) there. Rawalpindi is not to my taste. Lahore is great for fun trips. Coming back to Karachi again, I've yet to make a bond with the city but I don't dislike it either. Actually I haven't given it much thought. But one thing is for sure, if my team weren't this good and if I didn't love my work, it'd surely have been difficult for me living here coz the city is basically dry and uncooperative (generally speaking, no offence intended).

How does living by yourself feel?

Again, haven't given much thought. But it's pretty ok. Time flies by during the day. It's always the nights that haunt me :-)

Name one quality or action of Musharraf that you think will be good for Pakistan.

Hmm! Been thinking for 5 years. Will let you know when I find one ;-)

What are your thoughts on women leading prayers?

I leave it up to people's own discretion to decide in such petty matters what to do. As for myself, I'd rather pray alone and in seclusion than in a gathering.

What do you think is the biggest problem facing Pakistani women?

They don't believe in themselves. They think, behave and act weak and hence let others take advantage of them; or they focus their energies on manipulating others to get things done their way instead of putting in effort toward some real change and progress.

Another big problem of a lot of women is that they have too much time on their hands. Hence, they either indulge in negative activities (meddlesome behavior) or lose self-esteem and feel depressed.

Monday, March 07, 2005

When the Light comes through....

When the light reaches you
And tears begin to roll
You feel yourself afloat
Taken by a vast sea
That makes you swim
And fills you with hope
You look across
The sun is shining
With rays so bright
You can hardly see
But you feel its warmth
Brightening you up
You rise above the waters
You rise up high
Yet feel so light
Like a wind
That races past lands
and people and sands
Colliding with the mountains
Causing them to slide
Reaching the heavens
And bringing back
....its fragrance!