Coraline

Yesterday, I and my dearest niece Alixa happen to watch ‘Coraline’ from start till end, I being an enormous fan of kids cartoon movies watched the movie with equal interest like Alixa :)
It is an altogether a niece movie with some very good visual effects and graphics so we can rank the movie at 4 out of 5. One thing that was pretty much interesting about this movie was the attitude that was erected in Coraline’s character, I really enjoyed tiny, little girl making cute annoying faces when something against her wishes used to happen (and apparently everything in the film went against her tiny miny desires). Mrs. Jones (Coraline’s mother) was also an interesting character as she depicted a typical working mother who is busy with her work and has very little time for her cute little daughter but deep inside she is a true, caring mother. The scene in which Mrs.Jones presents the same piece of gloves to her, which Coraline wanted like anything was so adorable, literally brought tears into my eyes.
On the whole, I (and Aliza too) liked the movie and would recommend it as a good time pass, especially for kids.

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mai pa saka na kabhi is khalish se chutkara
wo muj se jeet bhi sakta tha, jane kyu haara


is shartt pe khailoon gi piya pyar ki baazzi
jeetoon tu tujhe paoon haroon tu piya teri

Utho meri dunyA ke gariboN ko jagA do
KAkh-e-umrA ke dar-o-deewAr hilA do
Jis khet se dehkAN ko muyassar na ho rozi
Us khet ke har khosha-e-gandam ko jalA do
- Poet Iqbal (1877-1938)

English translation:
Rise and rouse my world’s wretched ones
Shake fiercely the palaces of the rich ones
Scorch every cluster of wheat in the field
That denies livelihood to the tilling ones



(My collection from various legendary Urdu poets)

Andha Kabari

At times we come across some very unusual things which apparently becomes an essential part of our life and then you can never find courage in yourself of loosing that essential part...
This poem "Andha Kabari" written by Noon Meem Rashid (one of the trend setter poets of urdu poetry) is one of my favorites, i just love the concept and the way it is delivered in free verse style...

shahar k goshon main hain, bikhray huwe bashakasta sar-burida khwab
jin se shehar wale bekhabar hain
ghomta hun shehar k goshon mai roz-0-shab
k unko jama karloon
dil ki bhatti mai tapaoon
jis se chut jaye purana mail
unk dast-o-pa phir se ubhar ayain
chamak uthain lab-0-rukhsar-0-gardan
jaise no-arasta dulhon k dil ki hasratain
phir se in khawabon ko samaitain
khwab le lo, khwab
subah hotey hi chawk mai ja kar lagata hoon sada
khwab asli hain ke naqli
yun parkhtay hian k jaise un se barh kar khwab daan koi na hoo
khwab gar mian bhi nai
surat gar-e-sani hoon bas
han magar meri maeeshat ka sahara khwab hain
sham hojati hai
mai phr se lagata hoon sada
muft le lo muft....ye sonay k khwab
muft...
ye aur dar jatey hain aur chupke se sirak jatey hain
dekhna ye muft kehta hai
khaeen koi dhoka na ho
aisa koi shobda pinha na ho
ghar pohanch kar toot jayain
ya pighal jayain ye khwab
bhak se urh jayain kaheen
ya hum pe koi sehar kar dalain ye khwab
ji nahi..kis kam k aisey kabari k khwab
aisey nabeena kabari k ye khwab
raat hojati hia
khwabon k paleenday sar pe rakh kar moon basooray lotta hoon
raat bhar bar barata hoon
ye le lo khwab
aur le lo mujh se in ke daam bhi
khwab lelo, khwab
mere khwab..meray khwab
in k daam bhi

source: written by noon meem rashid

September ki barishain

maine kaha bahar barish hai
usne kaha september mai barishain nahi hoteen

maine kaha aj mausam k taiwar alag hain
usne kaha kuch bhatkey huwe badal honge

maine kaha ye qatray koi dastaan sunatey hain
usne kaha mehaz pani ki bondain hain

maine kaha andhairay barh rahe hain
usne kaha chiraghon ko roshan kar lo

maine kaha dil k darwaze pe bar bar dastak nai hoti
usne kaha september mai baraishain nahi hoteen

Training Experience at Systems!!!

It was apparently good news for all of us when we heard that we have been nominated for a training course for certified business analyst professional sponsored by my organization. The training was to be conducted at some location exterior to our office and our group of four girls including me and my three other colleagues were pretty much excited about these training sessions but at the same time we were hesitant to attend a four hour class.
Anyways the first day of training arrived and we all went there full of curiosity and interest but all our excitement vanished in a second when we reached that institute where the training was to be conducted. It was a small house (that must have been rented for these type of training sessions), the kitchen was exactly adjacent to where the class was being conducted, multimedia screen was no larger than the size of 3*3 photo frame, there was just one energy saver and two fans in the entire lounge, we also met a baby lizard in the wash room and above all the trainer – my goodness, that trainer was such an unbearable person, a complete and true mixture of an ostentatious, show off, over confident and extremely complexed fellow…

Despite of all odds, one thing which was amazing about this training was the tea there, the pathan house keeper used to make tea for all the attendees there (obviously in front of us because the kitchen was no farther than 2 feet).
We were really disappointed by the atmosphere and the trainer so we all went to our managers the next day and asked either to conduct these sessions at our own office’s premises or please get us off of these sessions but neither of the two happened and we had to take the rest of the three classes.

But then as they say you get immune to things, we also started to accept the atmosphere and the attitude of the trainer because some things had really improved there in the sense that size of multimedia screen had increased, and now the lounge had one energy saver, two ceiling fans and one pedestal fan.

Finally, last week of these training sessions arrived and I thought when this all will be finished we will at least miss the time and enjoyment that four of us had with each other and of course we will also miss the ‘tea’ of that Pathan. I swear it was an awesome tea and I will remember that taste for the rest of my life :P
The last session of the training went really well because the organizer of the training had called two guest speakers who were quite experienced and learned people, they shared their good/bad experiences, professional difficulties and quoted real life examples. And the last day also went good because we got certificates for this training course which resembled much to a photo stat.

But anyways good and bad experiences are part of life and each and every event teaches you something that is useful in your life somewhere sometime.

Farz karo hum ahle wafa hon

This is one of my most favorite poems, i simply love it...I love to read and re-read it that's why i am posting it on my blog so that i don't need to search the net whenever i feel like reading this gem piece by Ibn-e-Insha.


Farz karo hum ahle wafa hon, farz karo deewanay hoon
Farz karo yeh dono batein jhootee hoon afsanay hoon

Farz karo yeh jee ki bipta, jee say jorh sunai ho
Farz karo abhi or ho itni, aadhi hum nay chupai ho

Farz karo tumhain khush kernay kay dhoondhay humnay bahany hoon
Farz karo yeh nain tumharay such much kay maykhanay hoon

Farz karo yeh rog ho jhoota, jhooti peet hamari ho
Farz karo is peet kay rog main sans bhi hum per bhari ho

Farz karo yeh jog bajog ka hum nay dhong rachaya ho
Farz karo bus yahi haqeeqat baqi sub kuch maya ho
_______ Ibnay Inshah______

source: http://www.paklinks.com/gs/intikhaab/31563-farz-karo-hum-ahly-wafa-hoon.html

baat shru hoi thi...

baat shru hoi thi
magar agey nahi barhi

maine jo kaha wo logo k shor mai
gum hogaya hawa k zor main
khizan k patton k sath
meray lafz bhi bikhar gaye
ehsaas ko zuban nai mili
khayal ko roshni nai mili
bhataktey rhe gardishon mai
chiragh benoor hogaye
andheray dastoor hogaye
mai hawaon mai urna chahti thi
jab urran bhari tu maloom huwa
meray pankh nazr-e-fatoor hogaye
waqt ki dor k sath bandhe hain
hum bhi tum bhi aur zamana bhi
kuch baatain ankahi reh jati hain
kuch gilay ansune reh jate hain
waqt agey barh jata hai
aur hum waheen kharey reh jate hain
gar peeche mur k dekhain tu
pathar k butt reh jate hain

baat shru hoi thi
magar agey nahi barhi

Ballet Dance at Al-Hamra Mall Dubai

During my recent trip to Dubai, I, my sister and her two cute kids went to a newly inaugurated Al-Hamra mall for shopping. It was a nicely decorated mall with all the spices to entertain people like having a colorful fountain, a lavish chandelier, free henna for girls, branded shops etc etc. suddenly I saw a pretty young Philippine lady going by, wearing an unusual dress with some shimmering golden flairs over her mini skirt, quite unique cuts and a strange multi colored necklace, and weird makeover of course she was too pretty but the dress looked quite odd on her and I thought either she is going to or coming from a fancy dress show.
When we had enough shopping dose then we decided to eat something and went to the food area and ordered some junk food.

All of a sudden, we heard roaring sounds of drums and other musical instruments, my niece went blue with terror and got glued with my sister, suddenly we saw a couple of ballet dancers coming to the food area, the pretty girl whom I saw just a while ago was also one of them and then I understood that she was wearing her costume and was not a part of any fancy dress show, she was actually doing her job. The dancers danced for five to six minutes around the entire area waving at people, giving smiling poses to those who were capturing pictures and then they went away and the roaring music gradually faded away.

It was a cool experience for me but I am sure it was nothing nice for my little niece as she had to eat all her lunches and dinners for the rest of the days properly otherwise she was threatened by my sister that she’ll be again taken to that mall where she’ll be left with those drummers :D which was not at all a good idea for her.

Meray Malik !!

This poem is dedicated to my dear Allah mian, these are just my tiny miny thoughts sharing with everybody around and ofcourse with My Lord...


Meri musafatoon ko shumar karna
Jab bhi meri zeest ka hisab karna

Maine mana kuch kotahi thi meri
Tu galtion k sehra ko apni rehmat se sairab karna

Jab kabi dunya ki piyas k kantay lah-0-lohan kardain
Tu apni shifa se meray ghar ki khizan ko gulaab karna

Mai hi kia,teri maslihatun par tu ek alam hairan hai
kabi palak jhapaktay qais ko faqeer karna aur kabi gadagar ko nawab karna

sheh rag mai rehne waley, tj se tamam hal kaha hai
meray safar ki kahani ko na zaban zad aam karna

Mai thak jaon,agar na chal sakon in raston par tu
faqat apne khayal ko meray dost ehbab karna

Meray malik jab bhi meri zeest ka hisab karna...

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Low-priced but good quality Education

I think, the first and foremost issue of our educational system is the expensive education from very basic level. Now a day’s you’ll find all parents complaining about pricey fees structures of all reputable private schools and as far as government schools are concerned no sensible person can even think of sending their kids to a government institution, reason being very obvious that no proper learning system exist in our government schools. There is an urgent need of establishing such government schools whose quality of education is either equal or better than our private schools so that our children can compete in every walk of life.

This problem lies not just with the basic education but also at college and university level we don’t have proper education system. There is no single government business school in the country except one Karachi University and all the students from all over Pakistan cannot just get admission in one KU. Government should look into establishing more business, engineering and medical colleges so that students and their parents get a relief from paying lakhs of annual fees to the existing private ones.

Miss You HP !!

I have been experiencing an astray state of mind for last couple of days and finally today in the morning I got the upshot, I am badly badly missing Harry, his friends, Hogwarts and the wizarding world, why did this series end and why no more books are coming. I realized this because I have been having a dead mind lately but during these days whenever I log into any harry potter website or re-read old hp books then immediately my mind refreshes and a fresh air feeling goes through my mind and so I got to know how much die hard I am for Harry. I wish I could normalize myself or another book of this series comes into market :P

The Paintings Fad

Lately, I was watching an interview of one of the ex-ministers of our political scene on a local TV channel. It was a very casual kind of interview in the minister’s drawing room and the conversation wandered around her habits, past time and daily routine of life. To the answer of one of the questions of the interviewer, the minister said that she is extremely fond of paintings and she has gathered thousands of paintings all around herself. The painting selection/collection was of course very expensive and the minister mentioned that the minimum cost of her collection was around half a lakh rupees. I know this is a very minor thing and may seem irrelevant to most of the people but as soon as the minister uttered these words (i-e her paintings love) I felt a feeling of mere disgust in my heart for her and immediately switched the channel.
I started to think what benefit this minister did to us (the common people) when she was in power, she did nothing just like her contemporaries instead of looting people’s money through the damn taxes, foolish expenses and uncontrollable ‘mehngai’. I know I have no right to comment on her personal wealth and the means by which she obtained that wealth but the main thing over here is that I have no respectful feeling in my heart for the politicians of my age (except one or two) and that’s why the hatred in my heart for all our politicians rise like anything when I see the lavish lives they are spending in their many palaces and at the same time a common man is starving for basic necessities of life. A common man earning an average salary can’t sleep comfortably in his half broken bed because of the uncertainties of the expenses of the next day, a common man in our country can’t imagine in his whole life of affording a leisure and paintings…Paintings are something next to impossible for common masses but it is just a ‘fad’ for our honorable politicians :( Long Live Pakistan…

The Cineplex Experience

A couple of days ago I happened to go to one of the top graded cinema houses of Karachi city and that is Cineplex Movie theatre. It was my first ever experience in life to watch a movie on such a big screen and the experience was awesome, the characters in the movie felt so big that for a moment I thought everything is going on in just my immediate surrounding :) the sound, light, the resolution, the clarity, everything was really admirable, all in all it was a memorable experience and I strongly hope to make hundreds of similar journeys in future also. One thing which I felt very visibly was that since I was watching the movie on a reasonably big screen so all emotions pictured in the movie seem to be so influential that it was impossible for me to control both on my tears and laughs, I think if I watch same movie on a normal TV screen then probably these emotional scenes may not be of the same intensity and influence. Anyhow, I enjoyed a lot and look forward to having many such experiences.