7 THINGS of MY LIFE.....

Seven things I want to do in my Life :
1. Be a Good & Proud, Knowledgeable Muslim
2. Be a changer for the society
3. Live a simple life, in isolation or in public but simple
4. Taking administration as a career n teaching, preaching as passion.
5. Take care of old n poor people.
6. Get the best education from best institutes of the world
7. Matwalli

Seven Things I can do :
1. Deliver impressive public speaches
2. Joke about things which really make me sad
3. Do anything for the close ones.
4. Move my ears back n forth without touching them
5. Blog
6. Lamp making/ Candle making/ Interior designs
7. Skating...(Roller)

Seven things I can't do :
1. Cook
2. Fly a plane
3. Stand fake people
4. Sleep when mentally disturbed
5. Wear saari
6. Frequent mobile changing
7. Move on, forgive n forget

Seven things that attract me in opposite sex :
1. Sense of humor
2. Intelligence/Maturity
3. Hardwork
4. Flexible
5. Practicing Islam
6. Height
7. Politeness

Seven celebrity crushes :

I have never crush over celebrities, I don't know why...!!!

Yesternight....

The afternoon spent at workplace was good n hectic...Good because the OD arranged a projector big screen for pak india semi-finals...the mother of all matches of the world-cup...n hectic due to some urgent samples dispatch for which i have to sacrifice much part of the match...!!
Later in evening met with the cozn who flew from Damam to fbd to vacate their rented home,,,it was a good meeting after sucha long time especially the young lad has grown handsome n a model-look....,, i am doing nothing these days ...living a lyfe f a loser...who aims nothin in life,,,,no passions,,,no objectives,,,if anybody just stops by me n throws over me a simple question that what i have planned for my rest of life??? my simple answer would be I have no plans rite now...i just want to flow with the time,,,I am not fame-aholic these days, i m not work-aholic these days,,,, simply i have nothing in my mind these days....

11:30 pm

It's March 25 2011....11:30pm,,,, a dark room with a filtered romantic lamp light scattered all over the room,, its been many weeks since I am thinking of making this year special in my life....in my career,,,, i have many things to do...a big list,,, but i never found out how to prioritize them,,,,,my training part is going to end,,,the report submission date is near,,,n i have done nothing yet......n alarms are ringing in my head,,, daily i think to work on it but daily i have other things to do....arriving back room before 6pm,,,playing table tennis remaining day is all wht i am doing these days.....n this is just not what i used to be....!!

Other than report, the big plans are quite secret...because I haven't yet taken any initiative,,, though i have completed my raw work, now it's just the practical hand remaining....!!!

I remember a pathan friend of mine once gave me a valuable advice:

"Look Obaid! If you have only One objective in your life, then 80% chances are there that you succeed,
If you have Two objectives in life, then 60% chances of success,
If Three objectives, then success rate will be less than 40%..." I remember his words till today,,,so its all about too many things to be completed in April....Since January I have done nothing,,,its end of march now...I really need to pull up my socks n get da heck out of it.....:-) :-)

Hey there Delilah....

An awesome song being played in my room all day these days....!! its lovely...lyrics are:

Hey there Dlilah what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty..yess u do
Times Square can't shine as you, I swear its true

Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by yourside

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

What you do to me

Hey there Delilah I know time's are getting hard
But just believe me girl, someday I will pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good, We 'll have life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey the Delilah I have so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away, I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall, we'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they have got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to yoy if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them has felt this way

Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do

You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me!!!!

I have a list of songs under a folder 11pm Songs and all of them make the aroma of my room gloomy,,,,,,

Thanku Allah (swt)

Some days you feel dat you are blessed.....Few days you feel to spend whole night with your Allah,,,, few moments arrive in your life when you want to be with Him alone.....Umaira Ahmed writes beautifully in preface of her book "Peer-e-Kaamil" dat "a stage comes in your life when you feel that you are alone in this whole world, you feel that thr is no ground under ur feet, nor is the sun above you,,,,you feel ur parents, friends, buddies n evrone have left you alone....then you realize that you value not more than an atomic particle, even less than a dry leaf as compared to whole universe.....then you realise that aap keh honay ya naa honay syyy sirf aapku farak parta hy"...this realization is the whole point....the sooner u realize dis part...more better it will be....y ppl change when they arrive back from Hajj...is the strong electromagnetic field story true??? ....i hav read that over earth there is focus point of all enegries and dat is Holy Ka'aba...which are moving anti-clockwise n same is the direction of all people doing tawaf around Bait Ullah......

On saturday eve i felt dat it was a gud day at my workplace especially the return journey was awesome,, a soothing wind touching your nose n ears,,, good greenery wheat crops,,,countryside before the toll plaza,,,a perfect sunlight if u r sitting at front side...everything was superb....Dr. Iffat, wife of Qudrat Ullah Shahab once said before death after witnissing an awesome day...Ghaliban Bahisht kaa nazara bhi kuch aisa hiii hogaa"....i also felt the same on sunday night...a lovely evening and a lovely night...the chill wind...a refreshing morning,,,..a blessed weekend....Wasaya, a famous sindhi poet once said to his mother dat mom, in hell there will be no fire,,,every resident of hell will bring his own before entering hell...n dat fire will be his bad deeds acted upon in this world.......

I would love to write here more n more about the blessed weekend,,,but again i feel sad that i never offered prayers timely,,, never said thanks to Allah  in a proper way of Pakistan incredible victory agtainst Australia,,, never utilized the time in a way which i always dreamt of....I m dyeing to meet Ghulam Dastgir, who sells Islamic calenders at susan road...probably i will learn how thank Allah (swt)...

Never draw Conclusionz until u know all facts...

Yesterday was a different day, a day of mixed feelings. After a horrible night the new dawn brings relief, after days of pain you get sigh of relief,,, but again i learnt alot previous day....let me present my experience in da form of a story...!!

An old man was sitting with his 25 year old son in train. Train is about to leave the station. All passengers are setting down their sests. As train started young man was filled with lot of joy n curiosity. He was sitting on the window-side. He went out one hand and feeling the passing air. He shouted " Papa! see all trees are going behind."
Old man smiled and admired son's feelings. Beside the yound man a couple was sitting and listening all the conversation between father and son. They were little awkward with the attitude of 25 year old man behaving like a small child.
Suddenly young man shouted "Papa! see the ponds and animals. The clouds are moving with the train". Couple was watching the young man embarrassingly.
Now it's start raining and some of the water drops touched the hands of of young man. He filled with joy and closed his eyes. He again shouted "Papa rain is touching me, see papa".
Couple couldn't help themselves and ask the old man"Why don't you visit a doctor or a psychologist to treat your son?"
The Oldman said "Yes, we are coming from the hospital as Today my son got his eyesight for the first time in his life."

MORAL:: "Never draw Conclusions until you know all the facts....!!!

3 Musketeer @ Silver spoon !

How can a single person just play three roles just at one time. But this is the beauty of life, Allah has made us like that. Last evening was a refreshing evening but extremely sad as well. At party I played the role of 3 persons within me.....3 musketeers were as follows played by just One person at one time

1. Sports-lover
2. OB, the Jolly guy
3. James, the lonely guy

Sports-lover:
We were at dining table. Bangladesh vs England match was at apex. Everybody had whispered prayers in favour of BD. Bowling of Ajmal Shahzad, a classic one. Later at end Shafi ul Islam superb n mature strokes gave BD an easy break through. The match accompanied by the non-stop comments by my mates, waitin 4 da delicious kbabs, just a memorable night. The group was there but sports lovers were in a corner, with a topping of commentry all through.

OB:
It was a day of throwing random jokes at my mates. My idiotic annotations amused everybody. Even it obliged the girls to ask dat what happened to these guys....I added few words in my dictionary; Chaabak, spikeeee, etc. etc...OB was the only junior most guy last night at party, but still was highlighted by his random jokes at every person. I simply cant believe why n how i ate too much last night. I never missed any malai boti, chick kbabz, n achari parathas,,,, n finally comes the dressing part....OB always want to be casual with his talks n dress, TH shirt with Mustang jeans was reasonably good-looking !!

James:
The place n aroma was same, but the party boys n gurls were different. The chairs were same, but ppl who sat there were different. The attendants were same, but ppl being attended were different, in a gathering of 15 persons James was lonely, he was chatting, non-stop n unreasonable laughs, loud voice, inner pain, too much to eat but inner hunger, too much to talk but not the right person to talk to, too much feelings but noone to understand dat, too much giggling but noone to make feel special,,, this is how James rocked the party,,, James learnt the bestest part of his life yesternight n its dis, yess james found the treasure, now James is a millionare, because James just found what he was looking for, James found out about truth of life, truth abt friendship n happiness N its dis....

" hamaray paas hy chupii hoti hay woh khushi jisay hum dhoondh rahay hotay hain bohat doooooor..... "

Goodone hy na?