smoking - a turn off, eh ?

"putaries" who smoke is a turn off for me. =P

its ALWAYS ABOUT ME !

its strange how do majority of my friends or people i know percieve things differently, i know, everyone has a different sense of everything in them, but its bizarre? everything doesnt starts from a one point and ends up on the other, you dont have to show people you give a damn bout small things, you dont have to mention every bit of things you care and what you like in them... and the good thing is, the majority says "ITS ALWAYS ABOUT ME" *sigh*

Ever saw a dream with a guy who has two lives ? Apparently what he looks from outside, and what actually does, thinks from inside ? whenever he tries to make a move, you shook him by saying "NO" ,makes another move after some time, and again you say him "NO" and then the inner guy doesnt even shows up for a long time, and it only shows up when there's a hope, a ray of light at the end of a tunnel .... and when it finally comes out, you let him go away .. and there it remains, till the end of a day when you wants him to come off ... but apparently it doesnt matter to people, majority of them i know,comes with the flow and offcourse, ends up with the flow too and only half of them tries to grab the "inbetween part" and doesnt mess up when im bout to burst up with my own private sharing stuff,


This bitter pill is pushing me away and now I feel
Like there's nothing left to say and I pretend to
Look the other way but in the end will I be okay,

Forfeit everything because you were never
Strong enough
Close my eyes again and pray that life will not
Give up
* end of Part- 1 *

Pink Floyd in London ...

damn it, why am i in lahore ? its pink FLOYD man(NO,im not an anti-pakistani kiddo,im in wurvee with it) but still, PF live in concert,is somethingg ,is somethingg, is something YOU NEED TO SEE !!

Little Red Riding Hood.

this is exactly how you feel at 5 am in the morning and bingoo, you come up with something like this. :P


There once was a young person named Little Red Riding Hood who lived on the edge of a large forest full of endangered owls and rare plants that would probably provide a cure for cancer if only someone took the time to study them.

Red Riding Hood lived with a nurture giver whom she sometimes referred to as "mother", although she didn't mean to imply by this term that she would have thought less of the person if a close biological link did not in fact exist. Nor did she intend to denigrate the equal value of nontraditional households, although she was sorry if this was the impression conveyed.

One day her mother asked her to take a basket of organically grown fruit and mineral water to her grandmother's house.

"But mother, won't this be stealing work from the unionized people who have struggled for years to earn the right to carry all packages between various people in the woods?"

Red Riding Hood's mother assured her that she had called the union boss and gotten a special compassionate mission exemption form.

"But mother, aren't you oppressing me by ordering me to do this?"

Red Riding Hood's mother pointed out that it was impossible for women to oppress each other, since all women were equally oppressed until all women were free.

"But mother, then shouldn't you have my brother carry the basket, since he's an oppressor, and should learn what it's like to be oppressed?"

Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her brother was attending a special rally for animal rights, and besides, this wasn't stereotypical women's work, but an empowering deed that would help engender a feeling of community.

"But won't I be oppressing Grandma, by implying that she's sick and hence unable to independently further her own selfhood?"
But Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her grandmother wasn't actually sick or incapacitated or mentally handicapped in any way, although that was not to imply that any of these conditions were inferior to what some people called "health".

Thus Red Riding Hood felt that she could get behind the idea of delivering the basket to her grandmother, and so she set off.

Many people believed that the forest was a foreboding and dangerous place, but Red Riding Hood knew that this was an irrational fear based on cultural paradigms instilled by a patriarchal society that regarded the natural world as an exploitable resource, and hence believed that natural predators were in fact intolerable competitors.

Other people avoided the woods for fear of thieves and deviants, but Red Riding Hood felt that in a truly classless society all marginalized peoples would be able to "come out" of the woods and be accepted as valid lifestyle role models.

On her way to Grandma's house, Red Riding Hood passed a woodchopper, and wandered off the path, in order to examine some flowers.

She was startled to find herself standing before a Wolf, who asked her what was in her basket.
Red Riding Hood's teacher had warned her never to talk to strangers, but she was confident in taking control of her own budding sexuality, and chose to dialogue with the Wolf.

She replied, "I am taking my Grandmother some healthful snacks in a gesture of solidarity."
The Wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone."

Red Riding Hood said, "I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society, the stress of which has caused you to develop an alternative and yet entirely valid worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I would prefer to be on my way."

Red Riding Hood returned to the main path, and proceeded towards her Grandmother's house.
But because his status outside society had freed him from slavish adherence to linear, Western-style thought, the Wolf knew of a quicker route to Grandma's house.

He burst into the house and ate Grandma, a course of action affirmative of his nature as a predator. Then, unhampered by rigid, traditionalist gender role notions, he put on Grandma's nightclothes, crawled under the bedclothes, and awaited developments.

Red Riding Hood entered the cottage and said, "Grandma, I have brought you some cruelty free snacks to salute you in your role of wise and nurturing matriarch."

The Wolf said softly "Come closer, child, so that I might see you."

Red Riding Hood said, "Goddess! Grandma, what big eyes you have!"

"You forget that I am optically challenged."

"And Grandma, what an enormous, what a fine nose you have."

"Naturally, I could have had it fixed to help my acting career, but I didn't give in to such societal pressures, my child."

"And Grandma, what very big, sharp teeth you have!"

The Wolf could not take any more of these specist slurs, and, in a reaction appropriate for his accustomed milieu, he leaped out of bed, grabbed Little Red Riding Hood, and opened his jaws so wide that she could see her poor Grandmother cowering in his belly.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Red Riding Hood bravely shouted.

"You must request my permission before proceeding to a new level of intimacy!"

The Wolf was so startled by this statement that he loosened his grasp on her.

At the same time, the woodchopper burst into the cottage, brandishing an ax.
"Hands off!" cried the woodchopper.
"And what do you think you're doing?" cried Little Red Riding Hood.
"If I let you help me now, I would be expressing a lack of confidence in my own abilities, which would lead to poor self esteem and lower achievement scores on college entrance exams."
"Last chance, sister! Get your hands off that endangered species!
This is an FBI sting!" screamed the woodchopper, and when Little Red Riding Hood nonetheless made a sudden motion, he sliced off her head.
"Thank goodness you got here in time," said the Wolf. "The brat and her grandmother lured me in here. I thought I was a goner."
"No, I think I'm the real victim, here," said the woodchopper."I've been dealing with my anger ever since I saw her picking those protected flowers earlier. And now I'm going to have such a trauma. Do you have any aspirin?"
"Sure," said the Wolf.
"Thanks."
"I feel your pain," said the Wolf, and he patted the woodchopper on his firm, well padded back, gave a little belch, and said "Do you have any Maalox?"

Are you fat enough to get laid down ?

and Are you dumb enough to surf through my blog site ?, you lucky piece of a trash !

Death ...

You have to know,not fear, that someday you are going to die. Until you know that you embrace that, you are useless.

My notes : sucking reality of everyone's life !

pissed = OH YEAH.

YES, right now,im pissed off at her, isnt it great ?:P

strange phenomenon of your life ...

Its just strange how your loved ones act at times, and especially when you try to be their for them and they say,i've had enough of you ... *sigh*

i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone

these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me

you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along
......
*curtain falls down with an evanescence's song*

How hairy are YOU ..?

How hairy ARE YOU? im just wondering,sometime the hairs on your body represents the "sexyness" in one self,no,Im not talking bout the gorrilla,they might have the best sex appeal in the world though or a bear, but let's just think about it, we've(just boys) heard that girls dig hairs, haha like, seriously? im confused and im not sure,oh are they ? but never mind, the topic of this thingg is, HOW HAIRY ARE YOU>?
I went to a doctor once regarding my hairs on my body ... this is what our conversation was like ....

Dr.: What is your name son ?

Me: im usman, but my friends call me tatafry

Dr.: wut does tatafry means ?

Me.: a person who's good at bed *devilish smile*

Dr.: Nahin beita,you must be kidding me,im serious, what does tatafry means?

Me: oh it means nothing,wut does tata means?

Dr.: We're not supposed to talk about tata's here.

Me: But as long as we're studying bout tata's,its all good,isnt it dr sahabbb?

Dr.: Oh never mind,what is your problem?

Me: Oh i've alot of hairs on my body, forexample see my arms,ive got alot of them,like so excessively.

Dr.: Oh,do you used to shave?

Me.: yes,offcourse,i do shave my stuff, but why are you interested in knowing it?

Dr.: Then i guess,you've been doing alot of bad stuff

Me.: YES, ive been into the army grade team 9th since i was 5, huh, are you going to write me some medicines or what?

Dr.: oh,but army ? wut do u mean ? wut does army has to do with ur hairs ?

Me: Oh actually,i dig army men,im more of a male prostitute,could we please stop talking about my hairs ?

Dr.: oh then, but , how are they so much ?

Me: oh God loves me more then you, my sex appeal is much, much,much better then you.

Dr.: you're 16,right ?

Me: are you freaking kidding me ? cant you see mustaches on my face ?

Dr.: every guy has it nowadays at the age of 16.

Me.: oh then shall i show you my other mustaches too ?

Dr.: beita,im 45,im probably of your dad's age.

Me: yes you are,so stop asking me private questions,write me a goddamn medicine.

Dr.: we dont have a medicine though, get yourself a laser therapy

Me: how much does it costs?

Dr.: 35000 rupees only?

Me: ONLY ? i cud get waxed for free man ...

Dr.: but we have this herbal technology,no side effects.

Me: what if ? i cudnt have sex afterwards ... could i please have a assurity of your blessings ?

Dr.: Not really,we have alot of patients ....

Me.: oh they're almost 65 man,who have sex when they're 65, they get people to raise the thingg :P

Dr.: You're in my clinic,please mindd your language ...

Me. : Okayy,fine, cut the crap off,i'd pay you 10000 only.

Dr.: hmppmhh,fine , just a minute

And then after a while,i was asleep,when i woke up,my hairs were gone and yes,i was on the verge of removing my thing too, thank God, they dont have it on a removal basis,or else i'd be a she-she right now. so, the bottom line is, more hairs are kinda reprocative and offcourse, a thing you could show girls as your possesion afterall,your sex appeal is not a lame thing or is it ?

Tagged ...

Here you go,im not going to tagged anyone cuz my friends had already enough of me, so right,lets get it started. ....

If I Could Be A Painter ....

I personally like abstract arts or the art which has no meaning attached to it, I would paint my feelings attached to everyone around me,especially the ones im attached deeply ....

If I Could Be A Business Owner ...

I dunno, im into clothes, i think,i might open my own designer wear with the name "papu's kudta corner" or something like that, haha

If I Could Be A PornStar ....

i dunno,i like pornstars, 1.) they get big bucks , 2.) they get to do all the great stuff, which somehow is crazy and bleukh, but free sex man and offocurse hot babes/guys, wut else do you need ?:P (YES,im a sick asshole,who gives a shit, :P)

If I Could Be a Musician ....

hmpphh,i love accoustic performances, and as i do accoustic covers myself so,i'd be into accoustic shit,or i might have a band with the name dreamers or amylopkins and YES, all hail to the accoustic stuff. :D

If I Could Be An Actor ...

i'd be Mr. BEAN, or sponge bob, or hommer simpson,i love to act dumb and make people laugh, i dunno why ....


Plus, if anyone of you is interested in this tagged thing, FEEL free to search online for it. :P
rub rakha ... all hail to the tata love. *shrugs*

I'm me for a moment. :)

And this is how i feel for some one in my life, aww, i wish .... but as long as she's reading it ... i'm happy :]

If you need me, call me.
No matter where you are,
No matter how far.
Just call my name.
I'll be there in a hurry.
On that you can depend and never worry.
You see, my love is alive
It's like a seed that only needs
The thought of you to grow.

So if you feel the need for company,
Please, my darling, let it be me.
I may not be able to express
The depth of the love I feel for you,
But a writer put it very nicely
When he was away from the one he loved.
He sat down and wrote these words:

No wind, no rain,
Nor winter's cold
Can stop me, babe
If you're my goal
No wind, no rain,
Can stop me, babe

If you wanna goI know,
I know you must follow the sun
Wherever it leads
But remember
If you should fall short of your desires
Remember life holds for you one guarantee
You'll always have me

And if you should miss my love
One of these old days
If you should ever miss the arms
That used to hold you so close, or the lips
That used to touch you so tenderly
Just remember what I told you
The day I set you free

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough (Say it again)
Ain't no river wild enough
To keep me from you

P.S.: diana ross is da mayynn. ;)

A conversation with you. ...

why is it hard to say, "i like/love you" ? :P