Afresh

After a long long time finally I fell ill. The causes of my disease were unknown but my mom is confirmed that it is due to someone’s buri nazar. Hehehe I really feel better when she says ‘app log manein na manein issay eid par nazar lag gai hai’. I love my mum.

 

The Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) was diagnosed. I never heard about the disease before having it. “The cause of irritable bowel syndrome is currently unknown. IBS is thought to result from an interplay of abnormal gastrointestinal (GI) tract movements, increased awareness of normal bodily functions, and a change in the nervous system communication between the brain and the gastrointestinal tract. It has been suggested that IBS is caused by dietary allergies or food sensitivities, but this has never been proven. It occurs more often in women than in men, and it begins before the age of 35 in about 50 percent of people”.

 

My fever touched to hundred four. My whole body was aching. Sometimes I was forced to think that some one might have brutally beaten me with a mota danda. Sometimes I got exhausted same as having a bitter soccer game. I don’t understand why every thing is still dancing around me. My brother was saying that I look like a ghost. But I am not at all fed up with my bemari. I somehow wanted somewhere to get ill.

 

I did not eat for many days. I have lost my precious 10 kgs. I hate myself of being a thin girl. The shivering is still out of control and sometimes I still feel difficult to inhale deeply. I hope to recover soon inshaAllah.

 

In the whole bemari period, I missed two things at most the ‘Zinger Burger and Chicken Fajita Pizza’. Now I feel that I would never be able to eat my fav foods. How could a life be spent on liquids?

 

I have joined office today but could not understand how to hold my focus on things. Everyone wants to know the detail of my disease. I tell you app itna bemar hokar kamzoori mehsoos nai kartay jitna dusrun ko bata bata kar kartay hein k aap ko hua kiya tha. I feel sicker of telling everyone what was happened to me. I have received hundred of advices of regaining my lost vigor and I am sure that half of them would make me more sick. I do not know what crap I have written.

 

Anyhow, I thanked all of them who prayed for me. Thank you very much for your best wishes.

 

Back at work!

I suffered more than ten days from damn fever which turned to be Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS). It was so severe that I could not eat, drink or even sleep. My whole body ached in such a way that I felt that some one had beaten me with danda. Sometimes I felt that I am a soccar player and just came back after an exhausted game and could not stand on my foot. But any how the time has been passed and thank God I am fine now.

When you fall ill you have nothing to do except thinking. I thought alot how a man leads an active and energetic life with all his spirits. He thinks that this vigour is his own created and he can make things possible at his own. Then suddenly he falls ill to that extend that he thinks himself a little kid who cannot stand on his feet and cannot feed himself. In such state, man comes to know how much his vigour depends on Allah. He cannot not moveor even breathe without his permission. His health is in His hand and his sickness is from Him. It is He who makes us ill and then makes us healthy. It is the sickness that brings a man close to Almightly.

I again thank to Allah that He brought me to the healthy life again

Chini kum

My eye is alright now. But it is little bit swelled. I look like chinees. But thank God it is getting fine before Eid. I hope it would be more fine till my up coming Expo and of course the splendid wedding.

Thank you Allah Ta’ala gee

Islamabad is under attack again!

“A suicide truck bombing destroyed the packed Marriott Hotel in the city of Islamabad, Pakistan, on Saturday night.

People were still trapped in the hotel, which burst into flames after the explosion caused a natural gas pipe leak, officials said. The fire was still burning at 2 a.m., six hours after the blast, according to The Associated Press.

 

Rescuers worked to move bloodied bodies from the hotel but were forced to stop out of fear that the structure could collapse.

Details and the number of fatalities are still unclear because of conflicting initial reports. Officials said one or two vehicles was involved in the attack”.

Marriott Hotel before bomb blast

The news struck all of us and left us speechless. The Live coverage is still haunting me.Oh my country is burning. I cannot take this anymore. Who these people are? How these people are convinced to sacrifice their own life? How these people take the lives so many innocent people? Do they know how many curses they received from the poor grieved relatives of dead people?

 They are not Muslim. A true Muslim can not kill himself and others. They are the astrayed people. I wish they could learn in their life what they would get hereafter for their brutal act.

 May Allah give peace to the souls of all deceased persons and give patience (Sabr) to all their relatives and also show them the right path to these astrayed people. Ameen

My eye infection :(

My eye infection is getting serious. I am much worried as eid is near and Amna’s wedding is also right after Eid. I did not go to eye specialist yeah my laziness. Self medication is still going on. First I applied betnovate and now I have stared taking antiboitechs. Papa was insisting me to go to Doc as it’s a matter of eye. But I think it just because of an external pimple in the cornor of my eye and it would inshaAllah be handled with a new recommended ointment by umi Polifex. I will start it now. I hope it would be soon ok. I am feeling some strain on my eyesight now.

If it would not fie after using polifex then I will go to Doc…….promise papa

“Plz! remove the oxygen”.

One of our old Chairman Mr. Bukhari is a very nice and kindhearted person. He helps others as much as he can. He remains ready for something for others. I call him a humanitarian. He is getting much older than he is supposed to be. He has three daughters, no son. The elder one is a shining lady. She was brilliant at studies. She is working as a Consultant in IBM earning US$ 15,000. I heard a lot about her. Her personal life was not so good previously. Her long suffering and then her unsuccessful marriage had made her almost dead. But she remained strong in all her suffering and faced all worst with courage.

 

She was settled in USA long ago. Five years back she got married again to a guy working in the same group. He was considered to the genius consultant of IBM. They were living happily. A son was born to them eleven months before. Life was going smoothly. Bukhari saab was also satisfied with her now. But only Allah knows what lies in His decisions.

 

Last week, the guy was suddenly died of brain hemorrhage. He lived two days after the attack. Doctors told the wife that he won’t be able to survive. In case if he survives, he would lost his memory and would not be able to move his one side. He was put on oxygen machine. After two days, the wife permitted to remove his oxygen saying that ‘it would be more killing for me to see him sitting in front of me helplessly with no sign of identification’. He left behind a loving wife and eleven months old kid for whom he tried to reach home as soon as possible even if went out of country. She was telling that some times he had to change three flights to reach home as he wanted to spend as much time with his son as possible.

 

How life has been changed in a jerk? One could never imagine. She returned Pakistan with astonishing eyes, with her son and the dead body of her deceased husband. The funeral took placed in Lahore. Large number of people attended the funeral.

 

I went to Bukhari saab’s office for condolence. He was looking older. The whole time, he remained trying in controlling his tears. He told that she is still in high spirit and taking care of his son. “What a great grief it is for a father”, he said. He added, “ Can you notice what is this life? It is just a bubble of water. We remain busy all the time to keep the bubble for a longer time. But in the end we realize that we cannot increase the life of bubble with all our possible efforts”. I tried to console him but words left me alone.

 

How could she order to remove the oxygen? How would she have said good-bye to her dying husband? How she is consoling her son for this long absence of his dad? All these thoughts are making me devastating.

 

May Allah bless his sole in peace and give strength to the grieved family. Ameen

When a mother lost her son

“Yes I am grieved but I had prayed for that. I could not see him in such a deep pain. It was unbearable for me. He was such cute little baby of less than a month. I could not imagine he was having an incurable disease. I could not see him taking his last breath. He is surely in peace now. May Allah bless him”. I could not stop my tears but she was not weeping at all.  She tried to console me by saying “it is better for him to return from where he had come. That is the peaceful place for him”. 

 I was utterly shocked to see her in high spirit. I tried hard but not a single word came out off my mouth. I stared her telling details of her son’s death. I listened her saying “I will offer nawafil for shukrana that Allah has eased his pain”.

Uj is in fact my mother’s cousin but she is younger than I. She, A and I spent our childhood together. She got married in quite young age. Abdur Rehman was her second child after a doughter. He had a whole in heart by birth and obstruction in intestine. He did not survive.

She suffered in her whole pregrancy. She needed extra oxygen many times as she fell unconscious often. WIth such new technology and all modern equipment, doctors could not judge the situation of the baby. After such a long suffering, what did she get? Nothing…….

She was telling me that she was thinking that every thing would have been completed in her life after his birth. But Allah only knows what’s better and what’s not.

She is much younger than I. I could not understand that from where she got this spirit. I heard a voice from inside ‘She is a mother who cannot see her child suffering’. If a mother loves her child like that, how much Allah loves us as He says that He loves us more than 70 times than our mothers.

May Allah keep the little baby in peace and give Sabr to Uj. Ameen.

Days in Office

 

Quotes of the Day

Nothing makes a person more productive than the last minute.

 

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

Unforgettable!!

I have to take few weeks to recover from this incident. It is not at all a comic incident as most of the members expect from me but it is such kind of thing that I can never forget. I can never forget the fear, the helplessness, my consolation and then my prompt re-action.

Few weeks back, I went to Anarkali with my mother for shopping. I usually avoid such over crowed bazaars especially on weekends. And meri kismat that it was a Saturday. As While wandering the Babar Market, I noticed that some was chasing me. I thought it might be my illusion as the market was flooded with all type of people mostly women. But there was some one. I got conscious and started walking carefully. I made my grip stronger on my handbag, and then kept it under my dupata. But my sixth sense was totally alarmed. I could not judge who was behind me. Suddenly, I was severely hit by some one’s shoulder. He was a young man with beard and seemed to me like one of the Talibans who had lost in Anarkali. He tried to hide himself in a nearby shop and succeeded to flee. It was now opened to me that he was not at all interested in my bag but in myself. I thought he would not come again but I was wrong. He remained following me the whole shopping trip. Where ever we went he tried to be with us like our shadow. I tried to be step ahead of my mother but she was extremely busy in the shopping and didn’t notice him and yes I could not tell her.

It was like a mouse cat show. I tried to near to me and each time I dodged him. But he was expert in hitting women that he again hit my shoulder. That time I hardly kept myself from falling. I forgot every thing. The shopping, the chat and dhai bhalla, every thing. I could not explain how much I felt helpless at that moment. I was complaining inside ya Allah I always request you to keep me away from such people but why again?? I was walking like robot behind my mother. I felt myself standing alone there. All my boldness and confidence flew away. I thought how much a woman is helpless that she cannot do any thing against such harassment. I don’t know how but a thought came to my mind that Allah helps those who help themselves. Then I started gathering shattered emotions thinking that what could I do and how?

I saw a policemen walking there. I thought I should tell him but he was already watching my indecently. What can I do?? Thinking thinking and thinking. Oh yes that molvi type man was still behind me and that hide & seek was going on. Now my helplessness turned into anger and then revenge. And some one was yelling inside me to do some thing and that I should not go without taking my revenge.

 Shopping was over. Mama was searching for the rickshaw. We had to walk to the bus stop and he was still following us. Mama started negotiating with the rickshaw walay uncle and I was standing on the footpath. I noticed that he was in haste to do some thing again. I said to myself, On your marks, get set……….as he came close to me, I raised all my shopping bags and hit on his face with all my powers. (shopping bags included a water set, plates, shoes, a metal dust bean, etc, means all solid things).  It was such a powerful attack that he fell down on the other side of the fence and started bleeding from his nose and mouth. He was shocked and could not move for some time. Then I shouted “you bloody….” Immediately switched to urdu……kuttay ullu k pathay tu kiya samjhta hai mai andhi hoon mijhay kuch pata nai chalta tu nay mijhay samjha kiya….” He gained his consciousness, stood up and fled like a bullet. I was thinking bas itni si baat thi ye mai pehlay kar leti tu shopping trip tu gharat na jata.

 Everyone was stunned looking at me that what had happened her suddenly. I felt some one was beating drums in myself. I threw a victorious glance at the people standing there. A group of uni boys also ran away. Hahaha……people kept distance from me…….and mama was kiya hua bag cheen raha tha kiya mijhay kiyun nai bataya…wageira wageira…….she scolded me when we returned home but I was satisfied

The Punjab Govt. took over 400 flourmills

To ensure smooth supply of flour at government approved rates during Ramazan, the Punjab Govt. has taken over 400 flourmills deploying Food Department officials and Police to monitor operations of the mills.

 The action has been taken by Mr. CM on the request of district government and the Punjab Food Department to resolve the flour issue. The government has to take the decisive action when owners of flourmills refused to issue atta on govt.’s subsidized rates even in Ramazan. Now flour is available at subsidized rate of Rs 300/20 kg.
 The mills’ representatives declared this as an ‘occupation’ of private businesses and alleged that district government officials had harassed them through the police.
 They have created artificial shortage of flour to increase its prices. They deserve such an action. It is shocking to learn that they have refused to supply flour at subsidized rate in this holy month. It is the tradition around the world that merchants put up things of daily use on sale when any religious or national event arrives, but the situation is totally different in Pakistan. They take this holy month as a month of making profits for the whole year. 
 Not only flourmills, other consumer items also need CM’s attention.

Oil Prices drop down to US$ 103 per barrel as Gustav dissipates

Previously, demand for oil was drastically decreased due to the rise in the prices of crude oil. After the storm was downgraded to a tropical depression, oil market traders quickly turned their attention to slowing global economic growth. It is speculating that demand for crude oil will be dampened even in rapidly expanding economies of China and India, which traders surely do not want.

How this scenario would influence Pakistan’s economy?

-It would affect Pakistan’s economy only if the situation would persist for two weeks. It is expected that oil-producing countries are going to adopt some measures for price stabilization.

-If prices remain at this level or decrease further, Govt. would be able to fulfill its deficits by taking back the oil subsidy.

-If Govt. decides to transfer this relief to public, the prices of oil and its products would definitely decrease and its trickledown effect would leave a healthy impact on Pakistan’s economy.

-Prices of electricity would come down.

-Prices of chemical fertilizers would fall which in turn would decrease the prices of agro-based products.

Oil is the axis of whole economy. Lets see what would be the scenario in coming days.

Ramzan kay rang…….. Dr. Amir Liaquat Hussain kay sang

With noorani chehra,
With stylish jerky vocal,
With trendy beard which keeps on changing and
With chic kurtas,

This is the Dr. Amir Liaquat Hussain, the doctor (dont know in which discipline), the scholar and the expert in all affairs of life who is used to hijack GEO during Ramazan.

Democracy Within Our Reach by Mr. Asif Ali Zoordari, a grieved man :(

“My children and I are still mourning our beloved leader, wife and mother, Benazir Bhutto.”

“I spent nine years in prison as a hostage to my wife’s career and to my party’s future…..I wish I could do it at my wife’s side. Now I must do it in my wife’s place”.

“I want to help complete this process. I owe it to my party and my country but above all to my wife, who lost her life striving to make Pakistan free, pluralist and democratic”.

“If I am elected president, one of my highest priorities will be to support the prime minister, the National Assembly and the Senate to amend the constitution to bring back into balance the powers of the presidency and thereby reduce its ability to bring down democratic governance”.

“I will work to defeat the domestic Taliban insurgency and to ensure that Pakistani territory is not used to launch terrorist attacks on our neighbors or on NATO forces in Afghanistan”.

“stand with the United States, Britain, Spain and others who have been attacked”.

“I hope that my own democratic election Saturday will seal the victory of democracy over dictatorship and, at long last, allow our country to defeat the terrorist threat and address the people’s needs”.

Who has drafted this article?

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/09/03/AR2008090303131.html

A hypocrite or a double-faced man

Mr. Aitzaz Ahsan is a very learned lawyer, a great orator and an impressive activist. I really like his spontaneous and blunt way of talking. His stanch struggle shook the nation and created a soft corner in their hearts. His determination is truly remarkable.

His struggle is against the government who is not willing to restore the previous judiciary. He is strongly criticizing the government’s recent act of reappointing the judges of their own choice.

But “Zardari is still his leader and he would like to die instead of leaving the PPP”.

 And “his commitment to the lawyers’ movement would continue till his last breath.
 He says that his struggle is against the government not against his party. As far as my knowledge is concerned, his own party is in power. Then with whom he is fighting against?

The contradiction of his views is confusing me. I am not convinced by any of his argument. I have no other choice except calling one of my favourite personality a ‘hypocrite and a double-faced man’.