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Thursday, December 31, 2009


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Best Romantic Movies...

0. A walk to Remember (my favr8)
1. Casablanca
2. Titanic
3. Gone with the Wind
4. Westside story
5. Ghost
6. Annie Hall
7. Breakfast at _____
8. NoteBook
9. Love Story

Monday, December 28, 2009


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NTU Golden Jubilee Celebz...


















Thursday, December 10, 2009


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The Art nEgotiAtioN !!!

The Art of Negotiation:

Be as sweetly Unreasonable as possible in a convincingly Logical Fashion without permitting Your Opponent to decide that it is impossible to Deal with yOu !!


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Management Lessonz !!!

Management Lessonz!!!
"We will do it" meanz
"You will do it"

"You've done a great job" meanz
"More work will be given to you"

"We are a team" meanz
"I am not the only One to be blamed"

"That is a good Question" meanz
"I do not know anything about it"

"All the Best" meanz
"You are in Trouble"

Friday, December 04, 2009


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Are you emotionally disturbed?

Creatively Challenged?

Artistically void?

Socially hopeless?

Financially desparate?

Then my dear pAl u must be a student....! gudone naa?

Thursday, December 03, 2009


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Randomness of OBAID....!!

In every relationship there is a lover and a beloved one, a seeker and the one who is sought. both of them carry on a simple relationship until one day both of them realize that they were etaernally joined to each othr, they were souled together, bt noone knows hw thngs change, how tables turn in both lives, they feel incomfrtble to each othr, bt in humbleness they dnt knw how to avoid each othr,,

Earlier both of them wanted to go on the same path and collect pebbles of memories, but then she wasnt sure of the relationship, she never realized that she was the luvd one, suddenly she left the contact, she changed her number, she stopped the game of loving and not loving, she haulted the game of seeking and not seeking. The ancient game of Apatheia.

I was a calm, slow talker, but always used to talk about the content, she was talkative, and colorful with her smile who could win any doctor, leaving was her habit and back to the ritual academics, THEY WERE INSEPARABLE....BUT SEPARATE IN THEIR OWN WORLDS... I hated the books in which she lived,,, i told her so many times that i never opted for biology, i left it since i was in Class Octagon, She hated numbers of my ......leave it,,, both of us laughed at the same jokes and random jokes which i used to make...

There was a magic between both of us, Pure, Divine and Ethereal...

The month was october when she left me, I was already aware of her pains, her tantrums, and her whimsical soul...we had walked past such a long way soo many churches, mosques, pubs, temples, bars and courts, bt still we sere strangers for each other...she took me to the beginning like we always remained in the Matrix,,,,

DESTINY shapes randomness of things in its own course, and one night probably the last night I heard from her....I texted her "who r u" and then there was no reply....all thngz were a mixture of a coffee, Dukin Donuts huh!


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Peer e Kaamil (da best book i Adore)

i have studied da book almost over 10times,,, salaar sikander is characterized ssooo beautifully by Umaira Ahmed dat it has dissolvd into my mind...i have almst dreamt of the words said by Imama Hashim...

Saalaar: "What is nest to Ecstasy"
Imama: "Pain"
Saalaar: "What is next to Pain?"
Imama: "Nothingness"
Saalaar: "What is next to nothingness?"
Imama: "Hell !

Ystrday aftr soo many daz whn i got time to relax in my cube,,,it was again Imama, where i m heading towards,, its nthingness ubaid! it was a wakeup call as askd by my teacher few months back....i ll alwaz remembr hm as my counselor n my mentor in academics..... i knw again a hectic routine is heading to me uptill Jan...