2010

28Dec09

The end of the year is nigh and everyone’s ready to slingshot up to the top of the new year in a few days. With the year 2009 coming to a close, everyone is consciously and subconsciously preparing themselves for the new year. And the cold, melancholic winter creates and even more favorable environment to snuggle in your couch, or your barhastaan with a cup of nice hot coffee or chocolate milk, and contemplate about the things you had done and should have had done. Some people usually get upset when they realize that they were not able to accomplish all the things in their list of resolutions that they had planned for the new year, and are not very optimistic about the next year either. Some get confidence from what they have learned, accomplished and worked on during the year.

I believe it’s not always important to check whether you were able to reach your goal or not. It is always the effort that counts, not the result. So your goal should always be a generic sort of goal, something that generally describes your inner most wants and expectations from yourself. It should be something too specific. There’s a high probablity that your plans would derail from the actual path, and you would end up treading on a path you had not taken into account during your planning. The goal should be practical, it should be achievable in the given time frame, and it should not conflict with other goals on your list. So try to limit the number of items in your list of resolutions. Try to keep your resolutions generic and effort oriented rather than goal oriented. Ofcourse the goal should be there in the mind, but like I said, it is always what you have done by the end of the year that brings you closer to your ulimate goal.

Even if you made a list of 50 something things that you wanted to do in the year, I am sure that you at least tried to do one of them. The whole idea of making a list is to mentally prepare your self for the next year. Some people are able to do that without making a list, some people need a little time to sort their priorities and stuff before they can start doing something. So if you want to improve in the new year, if you want to accomplish something, my simple advice would be just to set your priorities straight, minimize your wants and needs and strip down to the basics, and clear your mind of distractions. Simple is always good. With a clear plan of what you intend to do throughout the year and what you expect to accomplish or learn or gain by the end of the year you would be at least able to work confidently and whole heartedly on your objective.

And by the way, to be very honest, I have learned all of this in the year 2009! I was able to achieve some things, which gave me tremendous confidence. I was also unsuccessful in somethings, and even though I have failed, I have learned a lot. I have learned that:

  1. Failure is always a step towards success.
  2. Humility is one of most important traits that a man can possess.
  3. Think less, act more. The more you waste time thinking about something and hesitating, the more you would lose confidence in doing something. Plunge headfirst into a new initiative you intend to take and then don’t look back.
  4. One should always try his or her best to be honest with one self. Do not be pretentious, and do not try to be something you are not.
  5. Getting to know people from different walks of life not only helps you connect more, it also gives you a broader view of soceity in general, and how people other than you go about what they call their normal lives.
  6. Always pursue what you enjoy doing. There is nothing more valuable than personal satisfaction. It not only keeps you happy, it also keeps your loved ones happy when they see YOU happy!
  7. Family is important.
  8. A balanced life is a good life.
  9. Always stand by what you believe is right and stick to your objective. There is nothing in this world that can keep you from doing what you want to do. It’s better to have died trying than to have not tried at all.

There’s a whole series of events attached to all of those lessons that I have learned, and I won’t be going in those details. Some of the experiences were painful, some requried enormous amount of deliberation, some were embarassing, some caused a lot of distress, and some a lot of happiness. With every lesson learned one becomes more conscious about what he or she needs to do in a similar situation in the future. So learn from your mistakes.

So, starting with my professional objectives, here’s a list of some general things that I am planning to do:

  1. Do at least one major technical course this year.
  2. Continue sharpening my skills in my work. This should be done in a way that I gain an equal or more confidence that I have gained in 2009.
  3. Move on to try something different without overloading myself.

Not a very specific list, eh? At least I know the very basic stuff that I need to concentrate on, the details come when I actually start doing implementing.

And my personal objectives are, well, they are personal ;) But here is a few of them presented in a general manner:

  1. Network and connect. Make a few new friends in the upcoming year.
  2. Concentrate on practicing my martial arts regularly.
  3. Organize your travel plans and holidays in a better way.
  4. Find love.

Hehe, ok ok, point number four went a little overboard. Isn’t everbody? Well, let’s just say that I did that to keep it in view!

Alright, my cousin is waiting for me to play chess with him now. I might add to these points later if I remember something, because I would be sorting and planning till the year ends.

Have a great holiday and Happy New Year!


Most of the people frequenting my blog are probably wondering if I have come out of my gloom and sorrow and pain over MJ’s death. Well, here’s a post to tell them that those dark clouds of gloom faded relatively quickly and I was back to my good old self in no time. What has kept me from writing is basically:

a) A lack of inspiration
b) And lack of time and patience

Or maybe I am not managing my time well enough. Trying to do to much all at once can also lead to a situation when you are not sure what exactly you want to do first. It’s the kind of feeling when an 8th grader picks up his chemistry book only to realize soon that he has plenty of work to do in biology and mathematics too. I’ve been trying to pick up a few books too lately, details of which are probably beyond the scope of this post. In short, all of them are technology related, some from computer sciences, and some related to piping design codes and standards. Prioritizing which ones I should read first is turning into quite a challenge, and I am trying to make myself realize that slow and steady (and consistently) usually wins the race.

There is something that is taking up a lot of my ‘brain space’ nowadays, and it happens to be something related to my old passion for the martial arts. I have been studying Taijiquan (better known as Tai Chi) nowadays, and so far have learned how to do the most basic 24 form sequence of the simplified Yang version of this beautiful art. Mr. Yang was a great fighter in his days (a long long time ago), and he developed a simplified version of the original Chen style of Taijiquan (Tai Chi Boxing) for some people who were interested in learning this art.

If I had known about Taijiquan earlier, I wouldn’t have taken up Karate. But I think I am lucky to have learned a hard external art like Karate first, because it has certainly given me a clear understanding of basic body mechanics involved in techniques which most of the martial arts share, be it internal or external martial arts. But the transition from Karate to Taijiquan can be a challenge, because I am used to quick powerful blows and strong breathing, and the Yang form’s Silk Reeling involves extremely gentle and slow movements. But this gentle and slow movements are an amazing, amazing workout. I have been working on my legs for some time ever since I came to Islamabad, but all those workouts were nothing as compared to the hard work my legs had to do when practicing the 24 Yang form correctly. The muscles in my legs were sore for a couple of days, particular the frontal muscles, the glutes because of the stretching, and the hamstring. And I have noticed a marked improvement in my movements and balance.

So in order to advance my knowledge of this beautiful art, I went out one night looking for a good book on Taijiquan in Islamabad, although I wasn’t very hopeful. I have one book in sights which you can look up on Amazon at this location. I’ll ask one of the booksellers to order that if I’m unable to find it in the shops. I first went around the Super market but found nothing but old Yoga, Atkins diet and other sissy books meant for commercial rather than informative purpose. Disappointed, I headed off the Saeed Book Bank in Jinnah Super and started searching there in the hobbies section. Nothing but Taekwondo, Shotokan Karate, and general books on martial arts. Then I found the wonder of all wonders… a computer with a search feature in it which the shop had installed for the benefit of its customers. Searching up Tai Chi spilled out a number of books in the found list, and I asked one of the attendants to direct me to their location. He took me to a corner of the large shop where no one usually came, and showed me a few books on Tai Chi, Qi Gong, I-Ching, and the Tao philosophy. When I pulled out one of the Tai Chi books, I was amazed to see that it was a book about the 24 basic movements which I had learned, and cost around a thousand rupees. What was most disappointing was to read the first few lines which were something like:

Tai Chi is an ancient form of exercise…

I think I need not go any further. Most of the books on that shelf were the types which portrayed Tai Chi as an exercise system, and not a complete martial art. It’s disappointing to see something so beautiful commercialized to this extent.

Anyway, I walked out of the shop, thinking of ordering that book from Amazon instead of wasting my time looking in shops in Lahore and Islamabad. Oh yeah, forgot about Lahore. I went to Readings too a week ago. They’ve set up a nice little coffee shop and reading place in one corner, but the books are mostly the old ones. I wanted to buy Kafka, but my priorities on finishing those technology books made me change my mind.

So I guess that’s what’s on my mind nowadays, and now you know. Taijiquan has been beneficial to me in a variety of ways, and I have only started it. I am excited to learn the more advanced forms but I want to concentrate on the basics and solidify them before I move on.


I am deeply saddened and shocked today after reading the news about the King of Pop, Michael Jackson’s death. I knew that the day would come, but I never knew it would come so soon as so suddenly. I still can’t believe that it’s happened and something inside me keeps telling me that it’s all a hoax and that he lives and breathes somewhere in this world.

I grew up listening to and dancing to MJ. I am what I am today partially because of his influence. He was someone who filled me with unlimited joy whenever I saw him, and now he is reported to be no more. He was magical… something totally out of this world. Some of my very old friends still call me by his name… and I am sure that I will break into tears if anyone of them does so now.

Reading the news I feel that a large part of my world has just died. He was one of the very few personalities that I loved dearly, even though we were thousands of miles apart, and even though we had never met.

You will forever live in my heart MJ. I love you very much. Rest in Peace.


There’s been a lot of buzz regarding those Greenstar ads and songs that have been aired on the private TV channels during commercial breaks in those good-for-nothing cricket matches, so I thought I should write a few words about those delightful promotions of a stretchy rubbery contraceptive called Touch Condoms. After all, we do need to be careful when it comes to family planning and all that (all that?!) in this day and age, or us males would all end up doing multiple jobs and our females working as teachers in the morning at that kids school in the slums. And by the time we get home from work, we would be too exhausted to even think of putting the stretchy rubbery contraceptive to any good use.

So what does this new Greenstar ad say? Well, the story is well told, the models are quite cute (the female ones, mind you), the dressing and costumes are all good, and the song itself isn’t too bad either. It starts off with our hero sitting with a bunch of loafers and class bunkers in some kind of playground strumming on his guitar and singing the greenstar song (I suppose he was well educated in the art of the stretchy rubbery contraceptive before he was married… that’s probably what they wanted to show, no?). Then up comes a lovely young lady with her books clutched to her chest and admires our hero wasting time playing his guitar. He, OTOH, ogles this lovely lady, and probably decides somewhere deep inside the dark recesses of his perverted mind that this is the woman I want to go to bed with.

And so, the stupid story goes on and takes a turn when our hero is found by our heroine sitting right opposite to him while she is working on his laptop. Apparently she finds that quite amusing, and they then exchange telephone numbers, which lead to late night cell-phone conversations with both of them lying on their stomachs on their respective beds. Our hero’s dad sees his very able (oh yes very able indeed) young lad talking to someone on the phone, and probably reminisces of his good old days, when he used to lie down on his belly on his manja on the rooftop of his grandparents and admire the picture of a burqa-clad woman (who later became his wife). No I’m just kidding, he didn’t lie on a rooftop or admire the picture of a burqa-clad woman.

So then our hero goes to the girls house with his parents and they exchange sweets and stuff. The girl is watching from an opening in the drawing rooms door, and her brother tells her how cool her boyfriend is through sign language. Being a mashriqi woman, she brushes him off shyly, and continues to witness the scenes that were about the change her life for ever and ever, and ever… and ever (you can add another and ever if you like).

Then they get married. She’s looking wonderful as a bride, and he’s looking stupid as ever as a groom. He holds her hand… she looks at him in the eye. It’s the beginning of a new journey for the both of them. They go on honeymoons, have romantic times sitting by a huge fire, taking pictures of themselves with a cell-phone, and other stuff.

Finally, our heroine gets pregnant and gives birth at the hospital. Now here is where our hero receives some kind of brochure for the stretchy rubbery contraceptive (I might as well abbreviate that as SRC) from a lady doctor. Why a lady doctor? Well, I guess that has more to do with the fact that gynea doctors are females rather than males. He takes the brochure with shock and awe, wondering why the lady doctor wants me to produce less offspring. “I’m a Pakistani for God’s sake! It’s my duty to produce more babies! Besides, what will my friends say if I don’t?!” Nevertheless, the happy couple starts practicing the art of the the stretchy (no, they don’t show that in the song), and the song finally ends with the heroine tucking their daughter in bed, and then going off with her hero for some ‘happy time’.

This song/ad gives a sort of standard procedure for getting married, IMO, and according to the song, it is supposed to start from the University. So if you’re still young and going to get into University, do keep in mind that you are doing so not only because you want to get an education which would give you a well paying job, but also because that you will find your life partner there. Neat, isn’t it? So in a way the government is encouraging people to send their children to co-ed schools where they can have their son sit in a playground strumming a guitar, and watch lovely girls go by, picturing each one of them with him in bed. I guess the fundos need to understand this and stop criticizing co-ed schools. They make life very easy for the parents, and for the children.

The song also tells that the use of the SRC is good only if used by loafers like our guitar strumming hero, because they’re the ones who are usually high on testosterone and are always on the lookout for opportunities to get laid. So if you’re NOT a guitar strumming guy who sits in the college park or canteen with his ‘friends’ talking about shitty things like Atif Aslam, then you do not need to use the SRC. You are free to produce as many offspring as you like and make yourself mentally and your wife physically retarded and sick for the rest of your lives. It’s the guitar strumming guy who leads a better life, because he’s high on hormones, and he gets all the rubber.

To cut a long story short, the Touch Condoms are not for you if you:

  1. Did not find your life partner in college while strumming a guitar
  2. Do not have a laptop which you can use to surprise your potential boyfriend/girlfriend with
  3. Do not have a cell-phone and plenty of daddy’s money to waste on late night chats with your boyfriend/girlfriend
  4. Are not beautiful
  5. Blah blah blah…

Have fun everyone!


Lately, Ufone’s SMS’s regarding new offers and stupid stuff like ringtone downloads are really bothering me. And just when I was thinking of calling them up to lodge a complaint, I get a call from a certain Ufone Help. I thought Wow, they’re getting really efficient. But when I answer the phone and say a partial “Hello” I am greeted by a stupid Ufone robot who tells me about some other stupid offer. What is this man? Calling your customers to advertise your stupid offers? I think Ufone is beginning to suck more and more now, despite their high claims in their stupid showy adverts.

If Ufone doesn’t stop this nonsense, I would consider changing my connection to Warid or Telenor.


((I wrote this post originally for the Islamabad Metblogs Blog. You can read the original entry here. Post your comments there.))

Well, here I am again in the Super market, wandering around aimlessly and filling my lungs with fresh Islamabadi air (mixed with popular brands of perfume, the stench of garbage cans, the smell of sweaty under arms, and the hormonal discharge of emotionally charged adolescents). Having brisk walked around the area for over an hour, I was beginning to feel hungry, and so I decided to go to the KFC outlet for my favorite snack of a chicken nuggets combo meal with an Arabian rice add-on. I hadn’t eaten something unhealthy in quite sometime, so I thought it would be nice if I could treat my taste buds to something Finger Lickin’ Good.

Since I’m a regular KFC customer and keep ordering those nuggets at my place whenever I feel like getting my arteries blocked with cholesterol, the delivery guy wandering around the counter recognized me and made sure that I got my order in time. And soon my hot star shaped nuggets came sliding down their delivery cabinet and were served in a disposable paper plate along with the unusually salty fries by their side. Since the lower floor was being renovated, I had to go to the first floor to have my meal.

What I have felt during my three year stay in Islamabad (my personal observation) is that people here like going to the KFC outlet more than McDonalds, whereas in Lahore McDonalds is far more popular than KFC as you’ll usually see every McDonalds outlet in Lahore spilling with people who are dying to sink their teeth in a juicy slab of chicken or beef meat (stop drooling, you’ll short circuit your keyboard). Accessibility maybe? With McDonalds far away in F-10 near that park thingy (Fatima Jinnah probably?), people would rather prefer going to the more accessible KFC in the Super, a market place where people are found anyway at any time (except for later in the night after 11, which I think is quite sad). I would personally rate the McDonalds Big Mac more chunkier and juicier than the KFC’s Zinger, the latter having tarnished my image of the much likened burger after I received it in a messy condition at my place. And for some reason I have this feeling that food served at the KFC is more unhealthier than that served at McDonalds.

No comparing McDonalds fries with KFC’s though! Nicely served, crisp and hot and appropriately salted, the McDonalds’ fry is the perfect sidekick to an equally good Big Mac burger, unlike the KFC fry which is a bit more oilier and inappropriately salted. The taste of the fry should be uniform; it should penetrate the flesh of the potato and be homogenous throughout the fry. Because if you chew on a piece of fry with a non-uniform taste, you would see that it is saltier on the outside, but not as salty on the inside, giving you an incomplete taste in the mouth. When you bite a fry, your brain expects the same lovely salty potato taste on the inside too, and when your tongue does not find it, the brain is disappointed. And that’s why McDonald’s fries are better than KFC’s… they just have a nice uniform taste in addition to the crispiness and freshness.

I guess we’ve dissected the fry a bit too much than was necessary.

The first floor of the KFC outlet seemed like a children’s area with balloons everywhere and lovely greeting cards self-made by children pasted to every window of the outlet. I found some of the cards very very touching. Here’s a window covered with cards the children made for their mothers, probably for mothers day:

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There’s all sorts of lovely things written on them. The kids have been very creative about expressing their love for their mother in these cards. There was stuff like: There is nothing more comfortable in this world than a mother’s lap.

But I find this quite strange. Not that the kids are expressing their love for their mothers, but that a multi-national fast food outlet that serves fried chicken with potato fries and a soft drink in a disposable glass has children’s emotions splattered all over their walls. Why is a fast food outlet stressing so much on a child’s love for this mother? Is it because they want to improve their sales by attracting more children? Is it because they are using the cover of Mother’s Day to get more customers? Is it because this outlet is in a way educating these children to respect KFC more, and by doing so are preparing them to be KFC addicts in the future? Or does KFC truly and honestly respects a child’s love for his or her mother and is proudly displaying it on their windows with these cards that the children made? Quite strange if you think of it.

It didn’t take me much time to finish what I had in my plates, but what I usually look forward to eating at KFC is the Arabian Rice. I often find myself ordering two plates of Arabian Rice, one as an add-on which costs Rs. 40, and one separate, which costs me Rs. 75 I believe. It’s that combination of the rich chicken flavor with the capsicum, the peppercorn and the green chilli that makes this rice so irresistible. I tried making it at home but wasn’t very successful with it. The only difference was the absence of chicken; I had put chicken stock in it instead. But it did come near to the real thing.

Image046With plenty of time to waste I thought I should send up a few tweets through my cellphone. But then I wondered if there was a WiFi internet connection in the outlet. Quite a ridiculous thought, but when I scanned for wireless internet I found a LOT of them! And everytime I ran the scan I found new ones. The first one in the picture on the left gave me 100% signal strength, so that probably was the KFC’s connection. There was another one for the Chopsticks restaurant right next to the KFC outlet, and this too was an unsecured open connection. The others had either WPA or WEP encryption, so I couldn’t get through them. But I spent my time there comfortably tweeting through the KFC and the Chopsticks WiFi connection. So if anyone of you is on the move and is looking out for a good internet connection to post a blog, check e-mails or work, then just sit around the KFC area and you’ll get a good signal.

And after having my meal, I walked back home, made two glasses of nice salted lassi with a kulcha, and went to bed with the thought that by the time I wake up in the morning, my body would have had absorbed the proteins from the nuggets and patched up my muscle tissue with it, the fries would have provided the much needed carbohydrate, and the rice a truckload of calories to burn on another walk on a Saturday afternoon.


From the Lokring website (http://www.lokring.com/copro.htm)

1. A Customer is the most important person in any business.

2. A Customer is not dependent on us; we are dependent on the Customer.

3. A Customer is not an interruption of our work; a Customer is the purpose of our work.

4. A Customer does us a favor by calling; we are not doing the Customer a favor by serving him or her.

5. A Customer is part of our business, not an outsider.

6. A Customer is not a cold statistic, but a flesh and blood human being with feelings and emotions like our own.

7. A Customer is not someone to argue or match wits with.

8. A Customer is someone who brings us work; it is our job to fill those needs.

9. A Customer deserves the most courteous and attentive treatment we can give.

10. A Customer is the lifeblood of this business.


Back in Abudhabi there was a huge store called Carrefour near the Marina Mall in what previously was known as the breakwater. It’s a huge warehouse type super market for everything. And much to my astonishment and glee, Carrefour has opened its outlet here in Lahore right next to Bundu Khan in the Fortress Stadium, but with the name Hyperstar. This place is spilling with shoppers on the weekends; you can’t find a reasonable place to park your car even with those two floors of huge parking space. Hyperstar is certainly a sight for sore eyes, and has definitely served to improve the living standards of Lahoris.

What I particularly enjoyed seeing there were the chestnuts, the rabbits, the the same pineapple juicer and slicer stall that was in the Abudhabi version too, the buthcery, and their extensive range of wonderful bakery items. You can get all those lovely herbs (although imported and expensive) there which you only get to see on the BBC Food channel. It was like being in Abudhabi while staying here in Lahore, very nostalgic. Me and my parents just shopped on the ground floor food items section last Saturday and didn’t go on the first floor where all the other items like electronics were… we’ve left that for next weekend.

I just hope that the place is kept clean, and is maintained well by whoever is managing this store. Things usually tend to deteriorate after sometime here in Pakistan, but I hope Carrefour would keep their standards high.

Just can’t wait to buy those chestnuts in winter!


Been some time since I last posted on my blog. Here are a few catty pictures to get you refreshed. These are pictures of Sam, a new male feral cat visiting the house recently. He’s more friendly and less afraid than Mao, although he does get a big nervous sometimes when someone tries to bother him too much. I like his cute little triangular head and his aoonn sound instead of the usual cattish meow.

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Flush them bloody talibans out of the country! I don’t understand why the government can even think of having ‘discussions’ with them. They are a crazy lot with no religion. Destroy them! Pakistanis will not tolerate oppression by those retards. If they dare to destroy the peace of our cities and try to enforce their ill laws on us, the people will crush them!

Spread the message! Pakistanis will not tolerate the talibans! And lets make sure those idiots, who think that we need their help, get this message too!