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Summer Vacations: The Pre-Hunza Edition

Vacations are a summer’s thing… we all hope, plan, or actually go around that time on vacations. Picking out the summer to beat the heat and taking a trip to a different area preferably a cooler location is the highlight of vacations. So this summer I planned a vacation too; actually I had been planning this for years, only this summer I executed the plan to the final. My sister or as I prefer to call her my partner in crime worked on this vacation for a good long time, months and months we had discussions, we picked out locations, we invited friends to join us, we dug internet for information, we spoke to people who’d taken vacations to the certain areas we’d wanted to go to. My idea of the vacations was the northern areas of Pakistan, the mountains, the snow, and the different people; in general I had a very generic picture in mind. However my sister who had been living up in the north for two years had more particular places in mind, she was more aware of names and she had pro...

Job Interview Tips

I interview 15-20 people a day and I get hoards of idiots who are either there for their first interview or who have been interviewed so many times that they think following the interview codes are below their personality now. Here’s a list of Do’s and Don’ts for interviewees that they should try out to make a better first impression, and don’t get on my hate list as soon as they walk in chewing a gum! Dos: 1. Be confident – don’t walk into an office as if you’ve come to beg for a job, regardless of how needy you are, don’t cry about your problems in front of the interviewer and plead with them to hire you coz you are in a financial crises and really really need the job. 2. Make eye contact – look into the interviewers eye and answer his questions, (don’t stare – that would be too rude) but look with genuine interest. 3. Use hand movements – when talking use your hands, people who use their hands when talking feel more likeable than people who sit rigid answering like ...

Evolution of Friendship

Friends in childhood are full of innocence, they don’t judge you for the money you have, or your looks. When you are children there’s no competition, there’s no jealousy, there’s only friendship above everything materialistic thing. As these friends grow up the same unconditional friendships are divided by money, looks and interests, conflicts of personalities and opinions. As adults things such as religion; which were nonsensical things as children, become major issues. You choose your friends according your beliefs and according to your social status. As a child you never had issues being friends with a kid who wore old clothes or used second hand books at school, then why as an adult you refuse to eat together with a poor person? Aren’t we better of as children? Who are never judgmental? As adults we start judging people, and start calculating benefits from every relation. As children we’re allowed to love and be loved without conditions as adults we want the best...

Street Food: Shahdab ke Mashoor Gol Gappy

Gol Gappay or Pani poori the different words for the same amazing street food that makes any person salivating at the mention of it. Umm the thought of a crispy round poori filled with chutney and chickpeas topped with spicy and sour pani; that you pop in your mouth and enjoy the feeling of being in heavens yum! I want to have another plate please. Now Pani poori or more commonly known in Karachi as gol gappy is one of the most easiest snack available. A few problems you may encounter with them are: 1. The hygiene (but that’s a problem with most street food) 2. The pani can actually upset your tummy very bad if you have it from an unrecognized place. 3. The size of the pooris can be huge in some places so people with smaller mouths will struggle to pop them in, and there’s no point of a poori exploding outside your mouth! 4. The pani can literally be that just pani; also not very inviting. Coz the pani of a poori’s got to be all spicy and tangy but if it’s just plain ...

You've Lost Me

I let you tell me you love me and tell me I’m pretty, I let me judge myself through your eyes. I blushed when you looked at me like no one else existed and I melted within your arms. My eyes sought no one except you when I dressed up because everything I did was for you. The kohl in my eyes belonged to you, the color of my cheeks was yours, and most importantly the smile I wore was because of you. Can you believe it when I say that every moment I was awake and  my heart was beating I could hear it say your name? I could think of you every moment of the day. I was so in love with you! It hurts me to know my place in your heart was so temporary, you could walk out of my life so easily. You were my world and you claimed I was yours, yet you turned your back on me and walked away. I was so used to seeing myself through your eyes that it took me a while to realize I am beautiful. I am a beautiful person inside unlike you. I don’t need your approval for it. I was and will ...

I Love It

I love it when you smile at me, the world stops and you are the only one that exists I love it when you give me your undivided attention, I feel like I’m on top of the world I love it when you stubbornly put me to sleep, I feel very loved I love it when you hold my hand; I feel I’m holding the world in mine I love it when you laugh when I tickle you, I feel like there is no sadness in this world I love it when you listen to what I say, I feel very respected I love it when you care for me and don't say it, I feel very special I love it when you start your days with a kiss, I feel like my day starts then I love it when you say I love you, I believe in it more than anything I love it when you say you're all mine, I can't love you enough for that I love it when you call me ‘Love’; I feel an unexplained attachment to you I love it when you write me emails, I feel like I’m a part of your thoughts I love it when you share your thoughts, I feel like I’m a...

I love you

I Love You I love you for changing my life I love you for filling it with the brightness of your smile I love you for loving me so much  I love you as you are I love you for you being you I love you like no one else has I love you like no one can I love you like no one will ever love you I love you the size of this universe I love you beyond words can describe I love you like crazy I love you for completing me.. I love you forever

Papa Bohat Achay!

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I once shared a conversation of my dad and me, with an acquaintance, just reading that conversation brought a smile to my face. A dad is always a girls favorite man, he loves her unconditionally and even if he doesn’t say it (like my dad) there are a zillion ways he’ll show it to you. So to my Papa, I’d like to say, thank you (even though I know its not enough) but thank you for being who you are, thank you for loving me as I am, thank you for letting me be who  I want to be, thanks for tolerating my eccentricity, thank you for letting me fly as high as I wish, thank you for caring enough to want me back, thank you for giving me a home. And my home has always been you! these are bits of conversation between my dad and me. My sister was travelling to Islamabad and my dad was freaking out (as usual). I was to drive her to the airport and dad insisted on going along to drop her off (gosh dad it's just Islamabad!) At home... papa: chalo utho jaldi karo Me: array mein kia kar...

You Were My Spring

You were a leaf that came across my path, colorful and fresh. You brought a smile to my face, I’d been living in autumn too long and suddenly your presence made everything spring. There were blooms, there was color, there was freshness. Everything I touched was new. Everything I felt was born just then. Your innocence was as endearing as refreshing it could be. Your smile brightened my day and night. You brought me immense happiness that words can never exp lain. In fact there aren’t the right words yet to describe what I felt with you around me. When you held my hand my world was shrunk to that moments touch, everything around me ceased to exist besides you, when you took me in your arms there was nothing that bothered me. It was just you and me in that moment forever. That moment of intimacy lasted till eternity. You became my universe. And then one day you changed your colors, from the freshness of spring you became dry and dead, you made me cry, you walked away. You turned y...

Ho Mann Jahan – Review

The first Pakistani release of 2016 by Asim Raza the man who’s given us amazing music videos and some memorable advertisements. He made his directional debut with Ho Mann Jahan – so the movie is something ‘big’ for him. It’s a story about 3 college friends united in pursing their love for music. Only they all have different background stories, obviously with 3 pairs of parents they’ll all have 3 different sets of objections and obstacles. The story is a  fresh, light comedy that you should enjoy without any doubt. The only problem is that from among  the 3 lead actors namely Mahira Khan, Adeel Hussain and Shehryar Munnawar only one of them can act. Mahira should actually be called Pakistan’s Kristen Stewart; she is undoubtedly just as pretty and exactly as expressionless as the latter. One should suggest her to go and learn some voice modulation tricks, coz thru the whole session she delivered just one tone along with a log’s expression. I as a viewer didn’t connect to ...

SIACHEN

When you put Stage, Anwar Maqsood, and Dawar Mehmood (of  KopyKats Productions ) together the trio gives you 90 minutes of total bliss! They give you theater like no other! Mind you this one is way better than Umar Shareef and his “Baqra Qiston Pe”. Anwar Maqsood doesn’t really need an introduction, the name simply demands respect! We know anything from his pen will be golden. “Tanz – o – Maza” is a phrase associated with Anwar Sahab, and from the days of PTV w e’ve heard him say and write things that others may not have gotten away with ever. Even today when he writes for stage, you need to keep those minds open to understand his simple statements coz there’s a lot of ‘between the line’ meaning to them. Of course, if you’re knowledge of politics is as limited to mine then you can just simply laugh away at the obvious joke and nobody will know any better (The best part about his plays). Dawar Mehmod is the magician that puts together the whole act; he directs these plays and...

SO CALLED FRIENDS

Yes there are a whole bunch of people who claim to be your friends and then turn around and stab you in the back. Strangely, those were the people you were ready to do anything for, be it waking up in the middle of the night or going out of the way to help them in any way possible. The same people can turn into total strangers in a jiffy. I wonder how shallow people can be. I wonder if they have any conscience in them. Do they ever think of what they’ve done? Do they ever feel regret or guilt? Are they able to sleep peacefully at night knowing of what they’ve done? How can they go about their lives without any trace of acknowledgement of their change in attitude?

‪#‎FlashBack2015‬

A title inspired by the hash tag that trended over the Christmas holidays on Twitter making me relive the whole year in a few moments and finally figuring out a lot of things that were happening but I never realized until I thought about them. This year was a brilliant year like all the preceding years or maybe I decided I would make it a brilliant year, though coz when I look at the events that took place they’re heart breaking. Having said that, I think I wanted to be the Master of my own happiness, I wanted to be in-charge of my awesomeness so I ignored all the strings that others had, and focus on my own. It changed me, I am a different person at the end of this year than I was last year but I feel more complete with myself than ever before. 2015 was the year I met a new me! #FlashBack2015 shades of people, true colors, hollows and reality! This year I’ve seen the highest peaks and the lowest plains emotionally as well as geographically. Also I’ve seen shades of people who pr...