The year 2004-2005
Then my house was full of guitarists and crazy heads..under that influence and alot of free time i bought this guitar and played few tracks...well according to Diana i really suck at it....lol i can hardly play three tracks and thats also a tab version and not complete..well any how following are the pics i found somewhere so i thought of posting it...then when i came to kl...studies got tougher and yeah my pda got stolen in the KTM and i sold this beauty...:(
Nottingham was a great experience and i learnt alot besides the book about life...Worked there and met many people...was pretty well known around the pakistani community and they all meet up with me when im back in Karachi ..some of them are Talha (same name like my younger brother), Zeeshan Bhai and i forgot again the other name...
Phases in life
Phase 1)
Yes....i really miss my younger brother. I really dont know why God took him away from us but this is one question that will make me confident when i die too.
Well my brother's only passion was cars...and im not talking about hanky panky car modifications like body kits or rims...no its serious then that...yup its the engine..and it was his own ability that he managed to do nowhere but in our very own house...and achieved the title of Karachi (Pakistan) fastest D16Z6 NA (Naturally Aspirated).
What he did was he firstly, opened the engine at home and got the pistons and all the stuff i cant even think of changed according to his own new dimensions. Second he managed to increase the cc (size of the combustion chamber) where the petrol ignites and energy is provided. The original cc was 1.6 litre which he increased to 2.8 litres. Yes that were his abilities...Check out the pics...below
Phase 2)
Ok..ive been running away from writing about my emotions...to be honest i have been devastated from what me and my family went through. People say its going to be ok and all but hell no one knows how I feel...i know its rude but its true..well people are doing what they can...its just something u have to deal with....When i was in Pakistan i visited his grave every day ..prayed and recited Quran on his grave..now that is the only thing we can do for him...Prayers...I saw him in my dreams ...he didint speak to me but he looked good.
Phase 3).
After what even i have been thru there have been some disastrous changes in me...according to some people when i smile or laugh it is said to be a fake one...no matter what i do ..shop..chill with friends...watch movie....my heart doesnt seems to be alive. I know this impact is causing distress to some people who are the closest to me and they feel helpless..I just dont know how to put it in words but my heart is still searching for my brother .... I still keep on talking to him in the air thinking he might be listening to me...Since i arrived back to KL that was 10th august uptil now i cant sleep at night...i spend my time in the lab loitering or surfing...just didnt had the courage to go back....luckily it was someone(Diana) who provided what i needed the most...her heart to fill in and share my sorrow and saddness...still i couldnt get well...The other effects are me being moody, grumpy, rude, shouting, angry, emotional and super sensitive. I try very hard but it just kicks in at some moment when it shouldnt and spoils what ever i am supposed to do....luckily i got the extension for the dissertation....my university councelor said what i went thru will stay in my heart for ever ..it might get less if it does (which i dont think so) but this will remain for ever...my heart looking for him...
Here in im openly apologizing to all the people i have caused trouble or to whom i have misbehaved or being rude.. Please forgive me ....
Currently i feel everything that was near to me is far out of my reach...my family...my friends..my girl friend...every one ...its metaphorically true however they all in my heart...and near by me besides my family (Pakistan and Canada).
Wrong In Her Every Bits
Her hair is so not her style...was too elegant but yucky in some way...the brushed back part was too high...and the half-pink half-blonde was the major ewwww...she could've just made a thin line with that color....
the eyeliner was too much...
the necklaces were too bold in color and size...it's like...the punk version of bling-bling or something? the pendants were also kinda weird...don't know what shape it is...one's like a lock, the other one is a horse shoe...is it? haaa...not good....too much shapes Avril...
the skirt...well, i hate those golden buttons on the side...what's with avril and gold? and how her skirt falls is just so wrong...i think the fabric was too thick....
Lastly, her shirt...trust me avril...plain black would be much better as compared to those skull details on the side...it's like too much on every part of your body...the skull design's not cool either...
I am so disappointed....:(
Viva Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen..(??)
I Am Wickedly In L-O-V-E
TGI Friday
She's Back!!
Thoughts
I subsist inside those shadows
Of where evils are best friends of mine
It keeps me awake
That I have to struggle myself out of it
But it has always been there
such a devoted friend
It follows me around
That everything I do does not merit your engaging words?
I recognize your earnest side speaks those I want to heed
But it’s so silent and far
So distant that I cannot sense the warmth of it
That haunt me
With tears of stillness
It’s okay.
I understand.
Kolapuri Chappal
Lollipop Tragedy
I was a bit touched by his words...felt so...fatherish...(is there even such a word? ;p)....but then, this person on PerezHilton.com gave a comment which I find dramatically perfect in replying the so-called fatherish father....
Lavender says:
Michael Lohan is so lost and clearly is just missing the bigger picture, firstly, its not about love, anyone is capable of loving, its about the right love, and loving people in a healthy effective way. Clearly Michael loves his children, but its destructive and sick love. Then, when he says he will die for his children, he again just sadly misses the point, its not about whether you will die for someone you love, but will you be a good and honorable person, so that you can be an effective parent. The first thing you are instructed to do when you get on a plane is to secure your own oxygen mask, and then that of your child. Just so sad.
Such a perfect reply. 100 for you. 20 for Michael Lohan.
Top 5 Olsens Pics
Below are my most loved pictures of the Olsens...I kinda forgot of where I got them, so please forgive me if I'm not putting the original links...
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Favorite no. 5..
Hair Metamorphosis
After all the dyes and dries hehehe...i personally like black hair...but yesterday I went to a saloon, and saw some new colors from Loreal....there was blue and yellow!!! I was like...errrrr...I....want.... to....tryyyyyyyyy!!!! But then I punched off those thoughts in my head...no Diana, no....you're 22....and you're gonna be working soon (insyAllah)....sigh...age does make a difference....
Stress Release..
the above pic was taken by the people there...they sold it for RM15...way expensive, but we thought it was really hillarious that we just wanted to have it, and everyone puts in RM5 so it shouldn't be that expensive ritey? look at Tyaz in the pic...she's like...err...Princess Xena or sumthin hahhahah...the hair...the arms...so heroic kinda like hehhehe...i can't stop giggling staring at this pic...
After all the rides and sweaaatt, we visited the Stone Museum to chill coz it was really sunny that day...i didn't really understand the beauty of the stones they displayed there...was just like stones i see everyday hehhehehe....
Then....errrr....i wanted to try the sling shoooottt!! haaaa...i just loooveee those extreme kinda things...last time i went for bungee jumping in Bali...and this time, i have to try this one! a must! Tyaz and Dini wasn't interested at all though...Dini has phobia of height...while Tyaz was just not interested hehehehe....well, it was kinda costly..RM50 for one try...but what the heck, it's like once in a while, besides, in Bali it's much more expensive. So i triiieeedd, but because there has to be 2 person on the ball, the employee joined me hehehhe...he was nice.
My opinion on the sling shot?? Nootthhiiiiinnnggg...hehehehe....seriously, it feels that you're just jumping soooo high that you're touching the sky...i kept on laughing while i was on top..felt sooo free...hhhmmm..nice nice nice.....i still think that bungee jumping is the scariest....it really needs our guts to jump you know....
well well well, that was the last thing we did there...after that, we changed shirts in the toilet coz of all the sweat...did a bit shopping inside the mall...and headed back...it was a nice day....exhausting, but nice...thank u dini for driving us hehhehehehe.....