My Materialistic Dreams
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case 0:
“Do you have any plans for tonight? No? Oh good! why don’t we meet up and discuss some things then?”, he said. We had a good meeting.We talked about about the old times,the fun we had,the pranks we pulled and how we wish that they would never end. We also talked about the future and how we are not doing the things that we planned to do. We discussed how we should quit what we are doing and for once do the right thing! Invent something,be a filthy rich Rock Star or be the amazing entrepreneur we always aimed to be.
We discussed the latest models of Ferrari and how it isn’t such a good car to drive in the city.We tried to satisfy our egos by thinking, “Well even if we had one we couldn’t just drive it on the Islamabad Highway and even if we did it wouldn’t really be any use considering all the traffic! Besides if your sitting in it you can’t really see the car now can you?!”
But this time we had the perfect business plan! Why not work on weekends and grow from there.Once we succeed we’ll have blah blah number of users and that much money with each hit, we’ll be rich in no time! But even though we discussed the plan thoroughly again and again something just felt wrong. I just couldn’t figure out what it was.Then I saw the new S class pass me and I murmured ‘bastard’ under my tongue. I just wished I had a GMC truck and I could just smash his car up! though deep down inside I knew that I wanted to be the one behind the wheel of that car. ‘This plan will work out’, I thought and I would also be there in no time. I woke up the next morning half sleep half awake and I went back to my Desk job blaming everything all over again. Talking about my future plans with my colleges didn’t help either. I had another detailed discussion on how if we could include another thing in the plan it would be perfect and ready to launch, but I still just wasn’t satisfied.
case 1:
“Lets meet up tonight, its been a while”, he said. I agreed and we met and talked about our school days and how things were then, what we wanted to be and how we did silly things. We remembered how we used to bunk classes and had a different crush everyday! We decided to take a little walk on the hills, we sat there watching the city thinking how good it looked and how big it was becoming every day. We thought how the sky was still so much bigger than the city beneath it.One thing led to another and we started discussing human relations and spirituality. We discussed how our society is behaving as opposed to how it’s meant to be. If we draw a basic line between right and wrong we should change ourselves and get rid of the ‘HAWIS’ in us and thus try to become better humans. We left on a positive note. Ten minutes after the discussion I felt really positive and passionate about the more important things in life.I could see the wrong not in others but in myself and I wanted to change it. Something felt good inside me. I stopped at a traffic signal and an amazing S class parks right next to me. I looked at it and for the first time I really appreciated how good a car it was and said “Mashallah”. Then I drove home and slept with the hope of implementing everything discussed.I slept peacefully that night.
I woke up the next morning, didn’t implement anything I discussed last night and went back to doing my day job,but this time I didn’t have that feeling of hate inside me,instead i felt a gratitude for what we have achieved in life and a strong sense of what not to do in the future.
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Darn that was a long and boring story! but anyways, coming to the point. The thing is whenever we make materialistic plans we keep on building them and never actually get to the implementing part.Even if we do implement them we still find something else to run after. Its a long vicious cycle that will never end! Discussing matter and running after it only makes you think about it more and gives you a need to acquire more.No matter how much you achieve it’s never enough and somehow all of it doesn’t seem to really matter in the end. Dreaming and running after materialistic stuff is never a guarantee that it will give you happiness. You might just end up sad and lost in the end,not knowing what to do next. But if you invest the same amount of time and energy in a totally different direction it doesn’t really matter what you acquire or what you lose. There is an internal satisfaction that will always be there,no matter how trivial it is.
Talking about nature,spirituality, humans and their interactions only takes you one step closer to humanity.You start loving life and people in a different way and you have the desire to change them and yourself. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter what you achieved or how many dreams you fulfilled, because you are just satisfied at some level and it all feels ok at the end.
So just try it for once, take out time to talk about something totally un-materialistic.Deny the things you do all day, take some time out for human beings, be around them, have a chat and share the humanity.It will feel good and will also last longer than our average materialistic dreams.
A match made in heaven?
So I was talking to this old. no make it really old wise lady and something banged my brain ( no you ass not as is bang the girl bang, as the big bang. God your impossible). I like to think of the world as rational, I like to think of it as a big experiment which is being watched and taken care of really closely. Something that you have done a million times and you know exactly how its going to behave and it will behave that way. So keeping that in mind, read the following situation and tell me how would your rationalize it.
Note: No I’m not a sexist, though thinking of myself as one will give me a weird,sick sort of a pleasure. If I use the world girl you can always replace it with a guy without any hesitance.
There is a girl who lets say does drugs/guys/alcohol and everything in between. In other words, yes your perfect wife material. Just the one you would love to have by your side and raise your drug induced children with needles from the start. It works actually no baby no cry ( Damn I’m the next Bob Marley). Sorry got carried away, we were talking about the perfect woman. Since we’re on the the topic of the perfect girl. Let’s make her sleep with the whole football/cricket team. So we have needle induced skin, a black lever, a hint of carbon on the lungs and the whole cricket/hockey team. Now, our princess gets caught by her dad somehow. The vicious dad grounds her, tells her mom it’s all her fault and she should find a lad for her now asap.
At the same time, there’s a lad 28 or something living “abroad”. A nice young lad I might add, whose family is forcing him to get married for ages; he finally gives in. So the hunt starts and finally they find a perfect little angel for him, a distant cousin. Whose just perfect for him, pretty little thing with a nice college degree of course, preferably a doctor.
So a perfect match from heaven is made, they get married have children live a perfect little life, she gets sober. Never does shit again, no one talks or know about the old stuff ( of course if she dated me, she’s be getting some sweet kick ass blow up on wedding but still ) and they live happily ever after.
The question is there something wrong in the picture? Is all of it, Just and rational? Is everyone on fair and moral grounds? Is some cheated? Just can’t get my head past it.
Second Note: well if you find any spelling or grammatical mistakes, I would appreciate you shoving them up your butt 
OMG! My Baby girl doing a job? Are you Crazy?
So I’m lucky enough to have family friends who are in the business of making nuclear bombs, no it has absolutely no relation to the post. Just thought to let you know.
Moving on, I was sitting at someones place and mom asks Mrs.Awesome Auntie so where does she start practicing medicine and where? I thought something bit auntie or something , she pretty much snap-ed. “Allah na karay, why would my daughter practice?” (aaaa aunty because she wasted a pretty precious medical seat for starters? ) So in Mrs.Awesome Aunties opinion girls should not be getting out of their homes to work when their husbands/parents can offered to keep them in and even if something happens they should try to be at home and God forbid practice medicine.I totally agree like what sort of a douche bag or you a retard makes their daughter practice medicine, how can anyone even think of doing such a horrid thing. Allah na karay what if someone actually benefits from her medical experience we don’t really want that now do we?
I’m stressing on medicine here, because you work your ass off to get to med school you get good grades in your School, high school college just for that one seat out of 200 – 500 maybe. You get that chance you study and then you don’t practice just because your husband wants to see you open the door for him when he comes home? What kind of stupid sense it that, why not do a BA degree, go in arts, literature, computing anything. Where you’re not actually taking a seat from someone who actually deserves it. Someone who would support a family, someone who would actually go out in the field and do something for people.
Who knows the person whose seat you came out just might go out and find the next best drug, he might be the one who eradicates polio by actually “doing something about it”, instead of knitting a sweater for the twin fetus in my stomach because I know medicine so much. What we need to realize is your son/daughter is a doctor/engineer he is an asset to the community, the society, the country. Money has been spent on him, resources given for 4-5 years of his/her professional studies. You owe it to the people to actually do something with your professional honey (no honey just because your daddy paid for the fee’s does not mean you don’t owe anyone anything)
In my opinion, there should be a bond that everyone that goes into med school should fill. That he has to serve for this much time, this much time in research this much in rural areas and this much in cities. Or he/she has to pay a fine of this much amount to the government of the country.
And please think about it, only if you can afford it means you want that last blanket if someone’s sleeping in the cold.
Sometimes you know it the instant you see her
Let me start off by saying THINK BEFORE YOU TAKE THE LEAP. Seriously, when we’re in ‘love’ we tend to or want to ignore so much stuff that is right there in front of us just because we’re in love and we a certain sort of appreciation for the person. These little things start to make a big pile in the end and we see ourselves fighting, ignoring or just living empty lives together.
What we need to realize is behaviors manners are defined or learnt in a very early age when your personality is getting molded. No matter what the reasons every person comes out slightly different from the other and every personality is not compatible with the other. When getting into self into a long relationship you should realize and look beyond the mush (no I did not say mush you crap minded ass).
In the start the things you are learning about your partner don’t let go of small things and go awww do look into the other side and see is it actually the way they are telling it. A lot of people have an attention seeking behavior and they will mold the tales their way just to have your sincerity (Yes been there done that).
Someone is the way they are for the past 20-30 years and that’s the way they are if you think you can change them into something different and they will change for you. You’re wrong; there are a very small percentage of people who actually change. You really can’t change the basic human nature/behavior or people.
Now, let’s move on to the white board where I can draw you a full picture with practical examples.
I was with this one girl, who always was running away from people saying this person did that and he likes me this way and that. And I was aww people are always douche bag’s guys don’t really leave girls wherever they go do they know. Not for a second, I said oh wait a second wtf isn’t there something wrong in the picture. If there is a guy and he hits on a girl and she says no really clearly not everyone is such a big jerk to keep on hitting on her just like that. Secondly, why don’t the same guys hit on the other million girls but her? At the time I just felt bad and gave her a hug saying how can people so cruel to such a sweet thing. Well after two years turns out she never actually said no to anyone just let everyone linger on and enjoyed the attention just like that.
Let’s move on to specimen number two for further detailed study. I had this friend for ages now, the first time I met her we were talking about the perfect guy/girl to spend one’s life with. She without a second of thought goes like someone with a Mercedes benz/ a crazy office doesn’t asks me what I do or where I spent the money, just loves me just like that. I was aaa good and moved on to the next agenda in the conversation. After months and knowing her pretty closely, I was like awe she’s such a sweet heart a really person, this and that. But in the end of the day, whenever it comes to settling down the girl just melts on the sight of a merc and D&G. No matter how jerk the person is. So if I expect such a person to settle down in the hills live a calm life with someone they love, I’ll be pretty much an ass to think that because this is not who she is. She might be in love with someone right now, but still the Merc melts her more than the sweet red rose he gives her every day.
Moving on to the final subject in the lab assignment today . There was a friend of mine, always crying how people don’t give her space always want this, that from her and she doesn’t know why people think crap about her when she is such a good person. Looking at all those feminine tears I was aww that’s just sad isn’t it. How cruel sometimes people can be, that went on for a month. Then the topic never came up for ages, of course until she calls me up and tells me what a jerk I am and how I’m taking her space not letting her breathe and why can’t I be more like Mr.XYZ . I never heard from her again.
So kids, now what I want to do is think hard and deep of course (ok get those gross thoughts at home ass) and write me a comprehensive note on behavior.
Good Day!
Rand()
Note: Following is a collection of well lets say of half hour in my brain, thats how the silly thing works. Good or bad I don’t know but thats the way it is.
When your 18 you want to do so much with your life, some want to be the next billionaire other want to change the world, I even had a cousin who had a complete plan with blue prints to take over the world. At that time we really believe in it and it’s those exact passions which at times results in truly brilliant ideas or well then there always are suicides. Or then there always is a possibility of your being 23 doing absolutely nothing with your life and writing about when you had that passion.
It’s really fun to see kids with that energy and seeing them actually believing in something can happen for them or the world, the desire to be something big meaningful or rich for that matter. There is so much you want to do in so little time. You want to get yourself enrolled in a good college learn something meet new people, make friends or who knows wanting to find your lover.
Your involved in art, theatre, plays, gaming groups, hell you make your own band then slowly it fades away and it hits you. You’re going to live the same life that your parents did, you’re going to be doing the same old shitty jobs all your life and you’re going to be happy about it. You’ll marry someone who is good for you, have a decent job a car two kids and work your ass off to keep them happy. And your kids are going to be 18 and hope to be somebody one day. It sucks but that’s life and it’s going to be that way and well you really can’t change it.
There are different people that you meet in the different phases of your life often people who think that will stay there forever. You instantly feel a connection and it all seems to be going well then things start to fade away, its natural somehow.
Let’s talk about creativity and last teen years, I think everyone wrote poetry when they were 16. Its natural things come into mind and that is one of the best stuff that comes from you, some keep following it and keep writing it down other well they get lost in the usual activities of life and lose it. For me fortunately/unfortunately creativity hits me hard when something’s not right. I think that happens to a lot of people that if things are looking up creativity doesn’t really hit you.
I think the worst thing someone can do to human beings is give them what they desire I mean all that they desire. Because it’s never about the end result well it is if it’s a shiny red Ferrari but usually it isn’t. The whole fun and the whole thing is the process the struggle that you do to get to a certain place. If you’re given everything that you want you just lost there is no more hope nothing to look forward to nothing you want. Your life’s a complete halt, that’s the worst thing you could do to a man.
Hope is an amazing thing; it just takes you to places you never imagine. It’s something that just keeps you going keeps you happy. Not knowing is the best thing that could happen to humans, if you knew everything about everything there would not be a sense of purpose something or wanting to achieve something. We would just on our dumb asses thinking WTF now?
Thrillers Strike Back
Taken – Something Crisp and Razor Sharp
I love studio films with a slight independent feel to them. Not really a high budget film but the character building and the main guy is just marvelous that’s how we want our action heroes to be simple clean with a bass and kicking ass. A good relief when you’re tired of watching the bitch assed action heroes who are either in love or bitching about how hard there life really is and deep inside their only human, Could have worked on a little on some action sequences though. But overall a nice entertaining thrills with a twist.
The part I like about the film is unlike other usual thrillers it actually makes you feel a little weird something like hostel. You feel disgusted and you hate what’s happening and you can relate to it somehow or rather you don’t want to relate to it. But well human trafficking is a fact and well it sucks but we can’t really do anything about it directly (accept the asses amongst you still standing on the road looking for a prostitute and reading the blog of course)
Well as much thought provoking it is, it doesn’t go to the length of 8mm which is actually a good thing, because that my friend is not really easy to take in. The one thing that irritates me in action films are the long dialogues between the bad guy and the tied up hero. This film is finally something who took care of that. Not a single time have I seen in the One hour and Thirty three minutes that he let anyone one complete a sentence. I think that’s the only thing I hate about jack bauer. Last but not the least the soundtrack is amazing, really different. I love the end score.
Maybe I’m just the brave heart sort of a person and well a brave heart is pretty hard to come by. I wouldn’t be lying though if I said “Taken” is my new brave heart.
Taliban, The Extremists?
I’m really tired of the Pakistani media right now, for the sake of getting top views is it really important that you stop caring of the image your portraying. More importantly the authenticity of the fact/news. Every time something happens they tell it like its the end of the world. Our beloved reaper is standing right on the head of Pakistan waiting for the lord to say, Chop it off!
Let’s take a little thing here… In Saudi Arab not too long ago , if I want to be more precise I’d say in January. A Egyptian thief’s hands were chopped off and there is a small heading in news and that’s about it. And its there because he wasn’t a Saudi but a Egyptian. Back in 2007 in Somalia they start chopping off hands of theif’s . A headlines comes and it goes away, the government says they’re militants no body bothers to look again. No Aid is stopped saying take them out or we will invade your country. No political leader go crazy while sitting out of the country.
Now here in Pakistan the Alleged video of “Taliban” beating up the girl comes and Hallelujah a video we can put on sell on international media twist it a bit and show how cruel we really are. No it doesn’t really matter investigating the reason of the beating it never does. But what does is that it sells and people go like awww. That’s just awe full, why don’t we do something about it. The awwwww gesture goes such a long way. That our beloved Altaf Bhai who hasn’t seen the land he so loves but doesn’t want to live in for fifteen years. Goes all crazy on how cruel these militants are, like our beloved MQM is just the right thing for the country.
You need to realize there are harsh penaltiess in Islam but only on things that ruin the society. The whole point is in the positivity of the society anything which is banned/prohibited is because it doesn’t let the over all humanity to grow. Something that is causing damage to people and the overall peace in the society.
The point of the punishment isn’t to ridicule anyone or leave a mark on his ass for life, the point is making people afraid . If you do this , you’ll get this in return. Some people just do the right thing because it is the right thing to do. Others have to motivated and some well they only do well as long as they know they’ll get some lashes.
So before we go all judgmental and crazy, take a moment to think. What your showing representing rather the way your presenting has what impact around the globe.
Connected, do we really need to be?
Technology Monster
I was reading this article on how this new technology lets your watch and download videos from youtube.com even on your PS2. You can listen to and watch songs directly on your TV from youtube.com using your gaming console. Still doesn’t have the WOW factor in it? Do we agree?
So curiously searching for the wow factor I stumbled upon this amazing wrist watch, which synchronizes you to your outlook or any calendar you use. And downloads your appointments and sets the alarms for you. And I was like wow now that’s something neat. But the WOW factor was still missing, so I went online was looking through my emails and I stumbled upon a photo gallery invitation that a friend sent.
So the pictures were taken from his GPS enabled cell phone, which enabled you to GeoTag your pictures rather GeoTags your pictures for you. So when you upload the pictures to say Picasa , it maps everything on GoogleMaps and you can see every single picture and the route you’re followed and where every picture was taken. You click on it zooms in and you know the pin point location. In addition you can also view pictures from other people. At the same point on the map.
I was like wow, how informative and interesting is that? My Friends can actually know all the places I have been and with photo’s of me at that place. But well here’s the catch do I actually want that? Do I actually want to see videos all the time from the internet? Do I need to be reminded all the time what I had to do? Or should I actually get off my lazy ass and actually think/work sometime.
After all that the next greatest invention that comes in my head. Is a amazing pot that tells me what I ate that makes my poo look green weighs it calculates what my ideal weight should be and tells me how to gets there. The next thing it does is calculate the average in my area make a statistic and tell me how marijuana is causing bad poo in my area. No No it doesn’t actually stop there. It makes a graph divides people into clusters and tells the marketing people, what sort of products should they be selling in the green poo area. And then I try to find the toilet paper which is nonexistent because the men’s room was never programmed to do that.
So here’s the deal, I don’t really want to know where you went ate. When did you sleep, why did the chicken cross the road and your highest score on crazy taxi. Nor am I really interested in how they assassinated the big fat ugly guy back in Vietnam and now how the soldiers who were involved in the mission are suffering.
I like my coffee dark and that’s how I like it and I like it since childhood just like that. Then I like to watch some Looney toons, go to work come back. Have a chat with mates and sleep. I don’t want to know all that, and nor do you want to know all that about me or my neighbors. So lets just keep our own poo in our own pants shall we?
Creative!
Every single person is born creative. The lord took a little share from all his qualities and spread it amongst the universe. Now, some people were very clever and wise. They climbed up the highest mountain and stood on its highest point and caught all they could wit their arms wide open. Some stood on low ground watching the sky hoping for the golden dust!
Being creative is not something devious, special or ‘freak’. Every one can write, draw, and paint. It’s only that what drawing, writing, painting people think is good or bad in a particular society or in a particular situation. We have developed criteria’s for art what’s good, bad wrong, right artistic or not. Artists and critics we all talk of breaking the lines getting out of the box but what would be praised isn’t usually so out of the box we always still tend to admire things we understand or are still in the norms.
Name a girl who wasn’t a photographer when she was 16. A guy who didn’t wake up in the middle of the night and wrote something in his diary that just came into his mind. A kid who didn’t painted pictures of mommy and daddy before he actually knew how to write alphabets.
It’s just a matter of priorities like which girls keeps on shooting herself or other stuff with her camera which guy keeps writing in the middle of the night instead of saying forget it and sleep. It’s also sometimes about societies and people around you. Like which society allows you to do your photography instead of what all ‘others’ are doing, or helps you keep writing better verses or drawing the stupid fox instead of making you go to an medical or an engineering college like all other wise kids.
Sometimes it’s a matter of believing in yourself and sometimes it’s just the ‘other’ million reasons that don’t let you be an artist or so called creative in the social structure. The point here is not to define a thin line who is an artist or who isn’t or just brag that anyone can be an artist or they can’t be one. The purpose of the fatigue is to tell you that being creative is not actually something to brag about all day or to be really proud of that you are and others are not. And also if you know you have something just don’t stop believing in your self it’s not a matter of who thinks your creative your doing art or just making a messed up picture. What actually matters is what you think about it and consider art. Believe!
[I wrote this a while ago I think a couple of years back]
