contradictions

none.

2009-11-25T10:46:00.000-08:00

Where is my mind, where is my mind
where is my mind, where is my mind
where is my mind, where is my mind
way out, in the water, see her swimming...
-where is my mind- placebo

I'm literally fed up of trying ... I wonder, is this hardship actually going to be worth it in the end or not??

Violet Hill ...

2008-08-29T23:45:00.000-07:00

I took my love down to violet hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
So if you love me..
Won’t you let me know?
- violet hill by coldplay

soooo right, your in a state of mind where you have never met the person but youve got feelings for them? weird feelings? feelings that could mean anything? maybe the end of the world or maybe a begining of something new? feelings which could change the right existence of everything or It could burn everything into ashes ... quite strange, no? Mayybe im just a 24 years old jackass in a process of completing the puzzle but the only difference is, instead of a puzzle, there are puzzles and i'm losing the hope.. the hope to finish the puzzle and I just fear i'll collapse before the completion of this mega puzzle ... soo If you loooove me, wont you let me go ..?

2006-10-07T06:44:00.000-07:00

are you phucking kidding me? lol okkayyy peoplee, get ready for some massive suicideness (85 % of people would be without jobs now) tteeee-heee =D

2006-08-17T04:01:00.000-07:00

suck my hairy balls or kiss my ass. upto you.
with love, moi.

Am i a terrorist?

2006-08-12T00:58:00.000-07:00

Am i a terrorist? Why do you call me a terrorist or a "towel head"? Just because Im brown? or just because i belong to a certain group/religion of the world?

2006-07-12T11:25:00.000-07:00

i am in lahore :D yayyyfers!

2006-06-09T23:09:00.000-07:00

this life came so close to never happened. love n sorrow. start and the end. everything has to be torn from point A to another point B. you have to see the down part of your life. the part where you could think from some one's eye. someone who never deserved to be at your spot, someone who was supposed to be at ur place but couldnt take a stand because of his or her resources. you head out to the front and see despairness. find yourself a point and live for others,cuz you dont fucking deserve a shit,you schizophrenzic bastard .. period!

If Men Wrote Problem Pages...

2006-05-18T06:51:00.000-07:00

So yeah,im done with exams and i ve nothing to do except asda,haha sounds absurd eh? YES i know but since i ve three months to utilize/utilise so I guess bleuukkh. Lately i dont know why, i just feel like meeting new people,i ve seen some confidence in me. WOO-HOOO boyy. Arent im a lucky little bastard with a fat belly coming out ? *grin* lol but comeon, single pack aint tht bad either,ahaha. So at job mostly i read newspapers, especially The Sun :D and "talking to Mirane" is the only spicy thing to read in that paper,i mean come on people with their sex problems. haha. its really funny at times though instead of talking to their partners,they email/mail Mirane about their sexual problems. haha i mean COME ON !! lol but seriously what i was wondering actually If men wrote problem pages. how would that be, just like this, or may be i should start to write problem pages from now onwards. :P

Q: My husband wants a threesome with my best friend and me?

A: Obviously your husband cannot get enough of you! Knowing that there is only one of you he can only settle for the next best thing your best friend. Far from being an issue, this can only bring you closer together. Why not get some of your old college roommates involved too? If you are still apprehensive, maybe you should let him be with your friends without you. If youre still
not sure then just perform oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal while you think about it.

Q: My husband continually asks me to perform oral sex on him?

A: Do it. Semen can help you lose weight and gives a great glow to your skin. Interestingly, men know this. His offer to allow you to perform oral sex on him is totally selfless. This shows he loves you. The best thing to do is to thank him by performing it twice a day: then cook him a nice meal.

Q: My husband has too many nights out with the boys?

A: This is perfectly natural behaviour and it should be encouraged. The man is a hunter and he needs to prove his prowess with other men. A night out chasing young single girls is great stress relief and can foster a more peaceful and relaxing home. Remember, nothing can rekindle your relationship better than the man being away for a day or two (its great time to clean the house too!) Just look at how emotional and happy he is when he returns to his stable home. The best thing to dowhen he returns home it is for you and your best friend to perform oral sex on him. Then cook him a nice meal.

Q: My husband doesnt know where my clitoris is?

A: Your clitoris is of no concern to your husband. If you must mess with it do it in your own time or ask your best friend to help. You may wish to videotape yourself while doing this, and present it to your husband as a birthday gift. To ease your selfish guilt, perform oral sex on him and cook him a delicious meal.

Q: My husband is uninterested in foreplay?

A: You are a bad person for bringing it up and should seek sensitivity training. Foreplay to man is very stressful and time consuming. Sex should be available to your husband on demand with no pesky requests for foreplay. What this means is that you do not love your man as much as you should; He should never have to work to get you in the mood. Stop being so selfish! Perhaps you can make it up to him by performing oral sex on him and cooking him a nice meal.

Q: My husband always has an orgasm then rolls over and goes to sleep without giving me one?

A: Im not sure I understand the problem. Perhaps youve forgotten to cook him a nice meal.

2006-05-17T05:08:00.000-07:00

photographer : Lucy gold , courtesy : steve and lucy's myspace.

eternal sunshine of a spotless mind. but in my case there's no clementine just bad memories.. period!

the asian hulk to the rescue?

2006-05-15T07:44:00.000-07:00

anyone wants to rent an asian d-credible hulk ?

Photographer : stevie the jackass, Courtesy : stevie's room and some melochondriac computer products plus a scarry movie star known as "mo".

I dare you to move.

2006-05-11T20:39:00.000-07:00

I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself
Lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened
- i dare you to move by switchfoot

Its strange how some people leaves a mark on your lives,you act bizarre,too-cool-to-b-friends and the next day ur into something. the sad part of your life is,infact the sad reality is, you come and you fade away, if youre lucky enough you'd leave a mark on people around you and then they actually respect the authority that mr or miss blah was such a nice person. hardly a week left and im done with my exams. all i have is this digital camera with me plus my guitar,its really strange how at the end of the day i talk to michael(my imaginary friend) i might sound wierd may be i am wierd but its good to have an imaginary friend, you could talk to him about everything and the best thing about him,even if ur ugly to the whole wide world,you'd be the closest thing to tht imaginary friend of yours. and the best thing is, your secrets are all saved with him/her. plus its strange,i dont tell stuff to anyone but i just told a part of my life to lucy, wierd n strange in a nice way i presume. so hommies, asda needs my loving in i guess 2 hours ? so im off to bed now. adios amigos!

2006-05-10T00:14:00.000-07:00

exam season paa g, exam season, phattay chuk ray o firr badshaoo k naii?

2006-05-05T05:21:00.000-07:00

okkay people i AGREE,my life would suck without my ho's =D. this past year has showed me alot,i mean come on? from A to Z, from LSE's capacinno to starbucks,from michael to ashley,ashley to sarah and from sarah to jonathan and then talking to shemrez about stuff,haha. at times i do feel lucky that whereever I go,i tend to befriends with some nice people and i dont know why,whenever anything is meant to go wrong i could just sense it off.(spooky na?) for example, had hots for this sasskyy shirt i saw at river island,wasted my credit on someone who's commonly known as a slut in some area's of this world but comeon people it wasnt my fault either? I even tried to make it perfect but some pussies are meant to made up for different dicks i.e. michael :D performing live in a gig, singing/screaming on the river side of thames(zara, SEE i am wierd)and actually i just realised my other blog is almost full,full of pictures and i didnt know lucy was born in pakistan : i mean ITS STRANGE, the conversation we had was almost so bizarre. haha and plus, do i really look like an arab? cuz im fed up of hearing "are you from middle east". and the strangest thing is,when you confront things,they always end up as a melancholy chondriac of orgies (i know its really wierd) and somehting which i actually adore or seriously respect is self respect or respect for an individual :S i dont know why,i have certain limits in my life and i tend to work according to them and if anything gets bit itchy bitchy,i dont really give it a second chance and the game's over. arsalan saw me last night at sainsbury, according to them,im in manchester,its strange cuz i told them,im not in LSE anymore. i dunno why,may be i dont feel like going to kings college every weekend for a get together or something? I know its really bizarre that you're in the same city as ur best friends are but you tend to go away from em :/ strange but true. but last but not the least, what is all this? ive been smoking since 2 days. and and exams are starting from next week. man o man! plus i wasnt working since 2 weeks,so last night dave bennet(night team leader) called me and he actually wants me to do a shift from 4 pm (sunday) to 6 am(monday morning) , YES 14 consecutive hours of work :S i dunno. btw i cleared that management exam. IM AN ASST. MANAGER now.it feels great though but at the same time its baddd.! now im off to my bed,i need some sleep. btw chicken dips or sindhi biryani ?:D i've got both of em. *grin*

2006-05-03T02:11:00.000-07:00

okkayy work hard,think wisely,pimp it nicely and die like a bitch.

FINALLY,the hairy animal could dance.

2006-04-30T22:44:00.000-07:00

Yes Yes I know,its been awhile since i posted something nice,worth reading stuff on this lovey dovey "beyooottiifool bloggendarland". So let me tell you miss blogg,it was a lovely week,yes a lovely week,mr Hairy animal had alot of fun actually (NO,not that kind of fun). Its strange though bcuz me aka usman aka muhammed aka mo aka mr hairy animal has too many hairs on my body,its like one of those excessive things which should be in a minimal order on a humanbeing(especially guys,but girls with too much hairs make me go kill myself or make me go getting fucked right me up my own punani,NO im serious bout this one) , but may be i might be one of those humanbeings who has special mercy of God i.e. people who does good deeds only *grin* whattt? i could be nice too when i want too? dont stare at this screen if God isnt showing His mercy on you,you know it, I know it,I GOO GIRRLL! *says it in a loud voice and shakes his ass*
But seriously,have you been attacked by strange perceptive questions about your body hairs? the answere might be NO unless you're a hairy animal like me,but wait yo,im the only one of this kind,k? I MEAN, if you do find someone better,forget him,forget the fact that he even exists,think bout me,yes me! so yeah i was telling you about excesiveness of these hairs,that i actually think that im an APE,my so called parents might have tortured my real parents(yes,the holy apes) and kidnapped me and made me live like a human. OR may be the bird who drops the children to people houses might have made a mistake by dropping me at the wrong house i.e YES,the human's house and dropped the other guy at my real house. yes,there are alot of possibilities but the question ARISE is, WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD? why ? yes goo on,tell me,why?

TIRED? eh ? cant hear you? NO,type a bit faster or comeon,give me a call,im a nice guy,athletic body(yeah,real athletic that you could actually see a double chin coming off my stomach) and all the other hot stuff you could actually think off apart from considering a thing which is in my pants,i dont let people talk bout it,ok? stop it you pervert. i was talking bout my hairs,because this topic isnt about a chicken who crossed the road for the sake of it bcuz he needed to use those customer toilets which arent even cleaned,YES,not even in england.so yeah im the hairy animal.the asian who have hairs here,hairs there,hairs everywhere. bloody everywhere even under his tiny miny something special. :P

Yes,the hairy animal was telling you bout something important.something really important. this beast(yes because he is hairy,he has ugly big teeths to chew chickens so they could never cross the roads,has a double sexy one packed body,and utterly clean big mustaches) was invited to a wedding. and yes the wedding was asian. YES i know YES. full on insecure and nail biting moments if you're watching a cricket match between india vs Pakistan,a baseball game between NY yankees and Boston Red Sox and ofcourse a football match between arsenal vs manchester united or either liverpoolvs manchester united(btw we kicked chelsea's bum in the match,doesnt matter if we lost the match,at times we let our opponents win TEAM SPIRIT GIRL.) so yes the hairy animal was asked to dance,yes the indian tradition to say you're the lord of dancing or in other words "please fuck off,i dont like you so dance with us so we could say back that you suck".
So the beast accepted the challenge and he had only 5 days so inshort it was a historic moment because history was about to be writen down once again( PAUSE,yes,i have to piss,you guys should go and get something to eat too). yes back,ahh im feeling better now. so coming back to our topic.
The beast contacted everybody in his contact list on msn,aim and to the worst he even asked the people on certain chatrooms(yes the only adult ones,he loves to be an adult *grin*) but all went invain,so he tried calling different people in his random calling list and quite strangely every single one of them said no to him because its almost impossible to do moves infront of a beast when you're not even sure if he is an ape or a human.
So from nowhere an angel appeared and he had a special conversation with the beast aka the hairy animal.
Since the hairy animal was sleeping when the angel came,so appologies in advance.

Angel : Son ...

Beast : *burr*burr*

Angel : Son ..wake up ..

Beast : *burr*burr*

Angel : *touches his wings on beast's face so that he could get a feeling that someone is in the room*

Beast : *burr*burr* changes position

Angel : *slaps hard on beast's arse*

Beast : oh pehnchoddd (mailto:$3$@#$%)!

Angel : *ahem* im sorry,i dont have any fetishes against animal arses,its just,im here to help you

Beast : HELP ME? by touching my ass so you could go wank off in the toilet?

Angel : NO,you're a beast not pamela anderson!

Beast : ohhh rigghhttt ... who are you bytheway? what are you doing in my room at this time?

Angel : Im an angel,im the angel of help,i help poor souls like you in the hour of need.

Beast : but huh,mr angel i earn more then 10k pounds a year,im not really poor.

Angel : well,hmph,*thinks hard* God said you were a poor soul, damn mathematics,this is exactly why i was saying God to send somebody else for you.

Beast : *hugs* come on my man,you're the mannn !

Angel : *hugs back tightly*

Beast : i could actually feel something *strange face*,dont squeeze me guy!

Angel : *blushes* i was watching baywatch,im sorry.

Beast : dude you sick angel,whatever! tell me why in the world are you here?

Angel : so that you could dance my son.

Beast : oh *a broad smile* are you serious?

Angel : yes son. *comes forward for a hug*

Beast : ohh you stopp rightt there! *pause* how could you help me mr angel?

Angel : this is the holy book for dancing,i ordered this one from yellow pages,its the copy of the book "dancing for dummies" but more of a heavenly copy.

Beast : oh does it have pictures in it?

Angel : no,except the ones i tried to make as beautiful as pamela anderson.

Beast : dude,how come you're an angel? you're sick!

Angel : SO ? angels are supposed to reproduce too my son.

Beast: keep ur reproduction to urself yo! gimme the book *takes the book*

*kaboom,the angel has gone - gone with the wind*

the next day the beast opened the book and it had a double sided dvd with it,so he played the dvd, from the ancient matrix style moves to the traditional indian karthak dance to the shakingness of your ass like Beyonce.the dvd & the book had it all. I was quite happy as i was about to write my name in history through dancing. so the emergence of rock,pop,suffism,metal and jazz took place and the result was a strange dance from the beast aka the hairy animal aka me.
By working hard for 5 days n nights,I was so confident about my moves that i was sure,i could be the last dancer in bollywood movies but ofcourse the best dancer around in lollywood only if the guy was ready to pick me up while dancing and not to lick my neck/kiss/touch my belly or my arse while recording the film. so I was ready as a brand new motor car for his first round,as a new guy who's ready to knock anything out or may be as a new actress who's ready to deliever a mind blowing thrilling dance experience to the masses.and I actually danced my arse off and it was pretty amazing. yes,seriously.amazing. may be even if u think it was bad,it wasnt,it was really good bcuz i said so,and at the end it made me proud because i could actually say now that the hairy animal could dance and ofcourse he could stop the chicken too now from crossing the road. By the way just for the record,you do have some massive FREE time,i could sense it off,you should've done something worthwhile instead of reading my post ? for example to actually HELP an older lady to cross the road instead of the chicken because im sure,you'd prefer chicken first,you sick!

2006-04-30T13:08:00.000-07:00

johnny cash must ve been a smart boy. :/

Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
-ring of fire

the bottom line is "no love or glory".

tic tac toe

2006-04-27T07:04:00.000-07:00

hmpphh,atleast someone of us is having fun,am i feeling any better? ofcourse NO! bleukkh plus ive lost my inhaler :S asthma is a bad thing :(

THE FUN!

2006-04-25T18:12:00.000-07:00

hahaha, people make love not war. hahaha

hatred.

2006-04-24T06:04:00.000-07:00

so michael im deleted from everywhere? HAHAHA you "white" beech. :P

fake love is the best.

2006-04-22T08:09:00.000-07:00

Did you hear what I said, Forrest? You're the same as everybody else. You are no different.
-
Jenny: Forrest, you stay away from me, okay? You just stay away from me, please.

Forrest: So bye-bye, Jenny. They sendin' me to Vietnam. It's this whole other country.

Jenny: Listen, you promise me something, okay? Just if you're ever in trouble, don't try to be brave, you just run, okay? Just run away.

Forrest: And just like that, she was gone

-
Forrest: Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.

-
I miss you and i wonder if you do the same.period

love.

2006-04-18T05:12:00.000-07:00

somethings are just better then/than your girlfriend/wife.

WHO NEEDS A GIRLFRIEND NOW?:d

bad boi, very bad boi!

2006-04-14T07:29:00.000-07:00

fourth consecutive jumma :S and i missed it, im such an asshole. :(

manchester united. hailness :D

2006-04-10T00:03:00.000-07:00

okkayyy. *blurrrr* im going to manchester for a day in about 20 mins time? and yes im gonaa drivveeee. me is going to drive muahahaha *evil laugh - clown's style* and zara,i got a car for 900. :/ lol. its not a brand new but its a micra but an old one. haha

item bomb?

2006-04-08T09:36:00.000-07:00

hahaha,oh guys im in FITS once again. sadaf you'd fall in love with this pic. THE ENDD ! hahahah

break time. :P

2006-04-07T23:42:00.000-07:00

chotay chaiye laa, malai daal k. :D

P.s.: im in a good mood,i dunno why. but one thing,which is,i'm in this "hyper" mood after such a longg time,and for real dawg,keep it pimping cuz this time,i seriously want "tatafry" to be a batty boy for a long time. and yes,just for a record. i have another gig coming up in two week's time. autograph anyone? haha

bwahahah.

2006-04-06T11:14:00.000-07:00

AM I IN FITS OR AM I IN FITS? hahahahah

my favourite clips :

http://www.zippyvideos.com/3741901963689776/if_you_come_today/

clip number 2 :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqoRdYnznpg&search=pushto%20film

clip number 3 :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ahDY03np-Vc&search=pushto%20film

HAHAHAHAHAHA!

anti-gayism!

2006-04-06T01:30:00.000-07:00

NOW i officially HATE GAYS.im going to kill all of em,rather i really want to start an anti-gay party just like as germans are against nazis, just as hitler kicked some nazi's ass. I WANA DO THE SAME but this time,i wana kick the shit outta GAYISM. gays have no right to stay around me or at the place where I live/roam for awhile/or may be stand and vice versa. and one more thing :/ dont YOU EVER bend down infront of a gay guy no matter if ur at job,okkay ? as seen in Friends, chandler bein or being or peing or wutever was felt by this tailor. this time, ive been slapped on my bum aka ass aka bund aka tui by a GUY and the worst thingg is.he was ugly :/ and ewwish a gayish :/ so, my lovely blog as much as i love you, as much i write shit grammaritical english on you and as much i love to observe stuff and as much as i luurrrve to have my own point of view and write it down in my documents, i officially started to hate laundaybaazi as much as i love you guys(my own stuff). so miss blog, im feeling strange and really bad. but why ? BECAUSE HE FUCKING SLAPPED MY ARSE. my lovely arse. as much as i wanted to kill that bastard, i couldnt even came up with a rhetorical action because customers are always right, but not "phucking" gays. :/ and now my lovely blog,you're my best friend. so shall we do something bout gays now?

blossoming stars

2006-04-04T02:13:00.000-07:00

i dontknow what to say, im in a wierd mood right now. :S orange juice anyone? after reading someone's blog,im going to post her post on mine as i firmly believe,she's SO right on this one,so ..

"No matter how much someone might claim to care for u, the truth is.. they're lying. It's a big fat wordly lie. They might not say it, but it shows.. every once in a while.. in their conversations, in their actions.
You know what, I don't care. Not for u, not for anyone else. It hurts now, but atleast I dont lie and hurt u with slips of tongue and actions that blow disinterest in my face. Atleast I don't lie to u to save someone else. I'm sick of this, I might come across as being stupid, but I'm actually not. I'm observant and I watch everything closely. I don't say it, but that doesn't mean I dont have an opinion.I just choose to be quiet.It's my life and I dont bloody need any sympathy. Liar"

P-E-R-I-O-D!

bwahahah

2006-03-31T10:19:00.000-08:00

chakk day tatayy.

oh panchodeya, phuddi day kaam kur!!

haha,just felt like saying this shizit nigger G. :P

gulaabi geedar.

2006-03-28T23:59:00.000-08:00

gulaabi geedar aka papu panther aka pink panther. :D

i've seen a movie like this after suchh a looonnngggg time and believe me,i laughed my ass off or i really wanted too but i didnt. :P and make sure you keep those little bastards (ullu day pathay's) away from you because they will spoil all the fun and yes,one more thing,keep ur partner away from you cuz he/she might have an urge to slap you on your head (side effects of the movie,i guess) and yes this movie cost us both 20 pounds per head. haha, which again is really funny. :P but on the serious note, this movie has earn my respect blair!

amor quebrado.

2006-03-27T22:31:00.000-08:00

Saturnine

The day you went away
You had to screw me over
I guess you didn't know
all the stuff you left me with
is way too much to handle
But I guess you don't care

You don't need to preach
you don't have to love me, all the time

Whatever on earth possessed you
to make this bold decision
I guess you don't need me
While whispering those words
I cried like a baby
hoping you would care

You don't need to preach
you don't have to love me, all the time

You don't have to preach
all the time

- by the gathering

Bravo, Bravo. una que cosa traviesa a decir. !!

booyakasha.

2006-03-25T16:43:00.000-08:00

Frank Sinatra - Strangers In the night

Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam) - First Cut is the deepest

Moral of this post : Frank sinatra n cat stevens,true mindblowing party kicking hommies.haha

u2 the love.

2006-03-21T01:35:00.000-08:00

I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night
Thinkin' you might call me if your dreams don't turn out right
And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark
Wishin' you were next to me, with your head against my heart
If you asked me how I'm doing I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

... only if you could read my mind. *sigh* :]

unusual facts.

2006-03-15T23:27:00.000-08:00

sleepy. no food,hungry,7 a.m high on my own anxiety and one more thing,im not studying. :( and my mids are coming up. *la la la*

music : my sunshine.

2006-03-13T01:05:00.000-08:00

okkayyy people,the gig was AMAZING. AMAAZZINGGG. AMAAZZIINGGG. i had alot of fun and i think,i did well. :] so actually what happened was. i was 15 mins late asusual.
*emma called around 6.45*

emma: mo,where the fuck are you?
me : yeah,im coming emma,give me 5 more minutes.
emma: mo,just fucking come,you're latee!!!! *screaming voice*
me : im at the gate yo,comeoutside,ive lost my card.
emma: kk,im coming, see ya
*phone's hung-up*

*while,im at the train station,running towards the hall*

*michael's calling now*

michael: you mother fucker!
me : tittyfucker,im coming,relaaxxx
michael: you better come or else im going to blow your arse(the typical brit way) haha
me : haha,just a small notice,i dont like oils.
michael: FUCK YOU!
me: haha
*phone's hung-up*

*finallyy im in the hall,*

emma: thankGodd, you're here.
me: *confused smile*
michael : mo,i love you !
me: fuckyou
dave: mo,are you nervous?
me: not realllyyy,may be i am *confused smile*
paul: relaaxxx mo,its going to be like the first time you have sex with oriental chicks.
me: niiiiiiiccccceeeeeeeee paull. *strange confused smile*

but basically the gig started at 7, and this band was playing, and they played some nice frank sinatra covers and MAN,am i in love with them or what? Frank Sinatra is some highly rated speechless stuff. so i was sitting tuning my guitar on the backstage, this guy comes up to me and goes like.

guy: im john.
me: im mo.
guy:so are you playing?
me: i guess so
guy: haha,first timer eh?
me: oooh YES!
guy: its going to be alright man,got a light?
me: naww,i dont smoke.
guy: seriously?
me:wait till the end,and im going to show you my non-smoker's cert.
guy:hahaha,you're funny. good luck btw!
me: thanks.

so another band goes in, played there shit. and i was actually getting bored and nervous every single moment when someone speaks to me. okkayy paul's in the scene now. he actually called me up, and said,lets go,its our time and believe me, i was SHIT confused. i could've pissed in my pants, the only thing i had in my mind was,im going to run away if i messed up. so i was on the stage with three other gorra(brit) blokes. and i was actually standing up with a band named "slug rockers" (there you go zara,the name of the band) and first of all,paul goes like, "we have this new guitarist mo from america, so just give him a nice hand,rock on bro" and i was actually standing all numb like this " = " haha and dave slightly said, playsomething twatt, and then i actually played some ripps. and yes,michael was the only bitch,who was nervous for me, bcuz if i screwed up,they wud've kicked michael's white "arse" haha. so first of all we played marry jane's last dance, which was quite good, but i think dave kinda messed the vocals so the music was going in the flow but dave was SO NOT working outt with the music. and then, we played dreams(the original fling of the band) and believe me, this song was just amazzziiinggggg. just amazziiinggg. the lyrics. the music. the drums,sequencing was so perfect and i kind of really like the fact that two vocalists were actually singing in a rhythm. after this, we played Go johny Go and PAUL,you were freaking amazing on this one,though,i think i kind of messed the guitar sequencing but seriously,at the end it was realllly goood. and now we only had 15 mins left of the alloted time, so paul asked me, you wana cover ur stuff? and i was fucking HIGH at tht time and i actually was like,im going to cover knockin on heaven's door. (I LOVE BOB DYLAN,not the twat thing wala love but im actually a big fan of tht nigger G) and then this was the GREATEST moment ever. playing knockin on heaven's door live is something ...just speechless...........
so basically this was it, a night something worth doing for in the end. btw all of the gig thing is at www.purevolume.com/tatafry .

P.S.: in the end, i made alot of new friends. :P

one more shot?

2006-03-12T10:22:00.000-08:00

We stumble in a tangled web, decaying friendships almost dead. And hide behind a mask of lies. We twist and turn and we avoid all hope of salvage now devoid. I see truth inside your eyes. So take all this noise into your brain and send it back again. I'll bear the cost, shed my skin, call you up and then... I'll say the words out loud.You could resurrect a thousand words to deceive me more and more. A thousand words will give the reasons why I don't need you anymore.

too junooni to be an asshole?

2006-03-11T06:15:00.000-08:00

currently playing on my play list : challay thay saath saath by junoon

aarghh, YES,im nervous, i dunno why, because i AM actually going to play infront of live audience on sunday,its kind of a nerve wreckling too because of two reasons.
1.) on computer,its totally different
2.) infront of a massive crowd,its nerve & mind blowing.

yes,a dream come true, yes,may be an oppertunity too. may be something really nice could pay off later on. BUT IM NERVOUS. *takes a lonngg deep breath and smiles*
and i dont know,i know its over but something takes me back to the past and its really sad,im really sure of one thing, that what happened is going to be over somehow or another but i dunno,it might take a month or two? or may be even more. but the day its going to be over, i swear, tht day would be the luckiest day of my life? BAHH! yeah i know i sound rude but ... let me be this way because somethings are better not be touched gradually.

at the end of the day: Im Nervous, yes, i did a good job at the jammin thing. does anyone knows how to upload tracks on this blog thing? i could upload some of my finest tracks over here,no? BUT I AM SO FUCKING NERVOUS, AND I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY. :/

p.s.: zara clocks and mini cooper? *grin* :P

finally.

2006-03-10T08:48:00.000-08:00

okkay guys, 7 p.m sharp, covent garden. i'd be doing my first ever live gig in london :D and thanks to "Michael Breston" for this. thankyou. you've been like a tamed bitch through all this time, haha. but seriously. thankyou :] and for my covers,i'll upload them on this blogg thingg. and zara if you wana come,just let me know :D and am i happy? or am i happy? :P

song dedication!

2006-03-08T09:07:00.000-08:00

strange feelings? YES. if only i could explain it to you. okkay, im in love with this song ; you belong to me by jason wade and too good to be true by frank sinatra. at times, the songs you're listening to portraits everything and you wish,if you could get things up like the way you want too.but seriously. a candle light dinner and frank sinatra = speechless stuff :] or the song i just typed above. :P up for a long conversation anyone ? i wana taallkkk. :(

Child Finds Porn Site.

2006-03-07T05:11:00.000-08:00

OH MY GOD:

Today on the internet A CHILD FOUND PORN??? ALERT THE MEDIA!~!~!!~

Hey parents, guess what? There is porn on the net. Watch what the fuck your kids are doing, k? k.

Put some parental blocks on there too btw, while you’re at it, cause it’ll keep the porn from popping up as soon as it realizes that its porn. here is the article : http://news.yahoo.com/s/kmbc/20060208/lo_kmbc/3246635 This is of course, inane, to be reporting but here we go anyways. here is a list of things that the parent could have done to prevent this accidental exposure.

1) surfed with her child instead of watching her soaps 2) typed in the url for her, or searched on the intertron for it for her 3) put the _FREE_ parental blocks on that come with windows 4) stop being a stupid cunt

honestly folks, and this is just one mans opinion, IF YOUR KID IS YOUNG ENOUGH TO WANT TO LOOK AT THE FUCKING CARE BEARS SITE THEY ARE TOO YOUNG TO SURF THE NET UNSUPERVISED.

it depends? grin

2006-03-07T00:12:00.000-08:00

im not really am a big fan of jim morrison but seriously give some credit to tht guy.did you ever feel like tht there's a circle revolving around you and you want to get into that circle and just start from a and finish to the end with that same old routine, you want ur past back, you could actually do alot bout it. but you're trying your every best to enter into that circle, but you just cant really pop in,sometimes ur heart says the best thing ever, the best ever thing. ever. but basically what i think is, im a big bundle of contradictions and most of the time, i just let things go away. just go away .... but there's so much to explain and so much little to comprehend.

so last night was really good,i had fun,im not so sure about you . :P but seriously, STARBUCKS sucks (the one on angel station.) there capacinno sucks, sucks, sucks, x infinity times. even i could make a better capacinno :/ it was mostly WATER i.e. h20 or let me say, zara could make a better desi capacinno better than the one we had last night,no ?:/ but now 4 mini rides ? *woo-hoo* but seriously on d serious note. someone's alot different in reality. haha

Today's fortune: The heart is wiser than the intellect

jackpot & money ?

2006-03-04T00:23:00.000-08:00

muahaha, i just won 25 quids. all hail to the haram betting thing. :P plus,isabelle,ashley and michael, im the man. :D

a bit too low?

2006-03-03T01:10:00.000-08:00

this makes me wonder. what the hell was going on ? i mean,lets see. what happened in these two days. got me self a good portrait. got a call from zara and she's coming to london for a week. not bad. not at all(finally,im getting my dvd's back) :P. ahmed is droppin off from cardiff for few days. goin to islington on monday(hope so) haha. but really? blogging is something which makes you a better man at certain things. right now. im in a strange frame of mind. but one thing, frank sinatra is REALLY good. and why am i so fat? haha. things like this makes you important for your own self. just give it a thought. so nigger G, there you go : a portrait for a nigger G by a nigger G.

P.S.: zara,mini coooper. :(

Giz a Fiver, mate!

2005-12-05T03:55:00.000-08:00

I was rather invariably confronted by Mr. Sapera outside my 2-star hotel in Delhi. Looking at his picture, the only thing he could probably charm would be a snake. Much to his half-arsed begging style; muffled voice, gangster style stance, sleeveless shirt and a cupped hand, the only thing i could think of when i reached into my pocket - to his annoyance - was my phone.

On second thoughts....Is that you Usman with a pugh on yo head?

Welcome to the land of fraaandshippers.

2005-11-21T10:22:00.000-08:00

The land of fraandshippers or shall I say orkut in other words is one of a kind where WE ALL get hooked up. thats a reality, you cant really wank off it from your last name because we all know, in or out of a way, we all love to do fraaaandships with the oppisite genders ? BUT WHY DO WE DO IT ? WHY DO WE LOVE THE LUST OF OPPISITE GENDER? because ... yeah, simply the answere is BECAUSE AMERICA wants us to do it ( I know americans, its hard for you to digest, and its for me aswell, seriously, believe me, im with you guys ... ) but this is WHAT America wants us to do it,eh ? we eat, because of america ? we drink, because of america ? we smoke, because of america ? we sleep, because of america ? we shit, because of america ? no i dont think so, we shit cuz we're a big FAT FRANDSHIPPPERS who loves to eat junk food, you cant compare shit with america because im sure, alot of us would say, shit is better ?but then it goes with our unique taste. *grin* but lets come back to the point, almost everyone of us had seen the movie named "my big fat fraaandshiper's wedding" now this is what we are talking now, the Art of FRAAANDSHIP and the art of making love through FRAAANDSHIP ( im interested in this one as LSE keeps me away from certain posterior things ) but lets start with the basics, how do you do FRAANDSHIPS ? and HOW FRAANDSHIP is HARAM in Islam, with the help of different personalities WE ( I and those famous personalities) would tell you that Fraandshipp is a nice thing to do and how is it haram in Islam. so here we go :
A journey through Fraaandshippers life :
now this is an overall picture WHICH explains the journey through a fraandshipper life, so here you go :

This is how the fraandshippper guy or a girl is like when they're young , i.e. YES, an exceptional case from the start, what I say is : NOT BAD AT ALL.

These are two diversified rich mother fuckers, eh ? OH DID I JUST ABUSE? yes I did, *runs away, and abuses gazillion of times again* ahan, now im back ... now this kind of abusing is HALAL, because acording to uncle Laden, against america, its Jihad, so right, im the jihadddiiii man. a jihadi man looks like this, the guy BELOW.
but im not like this, but are'nt we all like this ? we're the fraandsheeper jihadi's. thats a truth.

and now lets move ahead, here we go , we have a new picture here.

now this what happens at the end of the day,when you make no fraaandsheeps, and in return you get pissed off and then you simply do what our ancestors have always done i.e. take a piss on microsoft.

This stage comes at the end, we RESULT our lovee for the sake of fraaandsheep as a pseudophile horror movie and you say : you not only love fraandsheep BUT you're an International Fraandsheeper Diploma Holder aswell.

NOW this is the LAST STEP : How Fraaandship is HARAAAM :

ACCORDING TO our brother Osama bin Laden, everything is haraaam, so fraandsheep is haraam as well. and since we could all see, he is ALSO on a journer for the sake of FRAANDSHEEEP.

RESULT :

will you fraandsheep me, love ?

burger bacha ....

2005-11-20T12:22:00.000-08:00

mein eik burger bacha hun, mein burger khata hun, mujeh mcdonalds boht acha lugta hai, mein pehli dafa 1991 mein amreeka k shehr newyork mein "mcdonalds" gaya, udhr burger khaiya, bara maza aia ... tub sey mein burger punkha (fan) hogaya hun, burger bacha bun gaya hun , burger khanay k sath sath mujeh burger bananay ka bhi shoq hai, meine boht records banaie, un mein say kuch durj zail hain,

quarter pounder : biyaalees seconds(42)

mcpremier : pachees seconds(25)

burger khanay k saath saath, mujeh aur kamon ka bhi bara shoq hai, yeh shoq mujeh bachpun say hain, meri khuaish hai, mein baray hokar burger banun aur apnay mulk ka naam roshun karun. i love my burger. :)

P.S.: shabofry this is some "hardcore" urdu, u wont get it, hahaha

P.P.S: You love the word hardcore , dontchu ? you naughty boy ?;)

business ?

2005-11-16T06:49:00.000-08:00

Having a pasteurised milk from WAL-MART/ASDA is a nice thing for you to have once in a while, especially when young boys like me need strength to do things(not those kind of things, but other kind of things, i.e. how to read,how to move,how to play football) ... Milk is one of those vigorous drinks,which is kinda really helpful for young boys & girls sitting all over the world who love to waste their time sitting on my blog,reading my stupid posts. A perfect example of milk is given below, science students are advised not to watch this picture as my lawyer is outta town, so i cant really face any legal actions at the moment.

Last night i was watching beavis and butthead ... you see, these were the only GOOD cartoon characters i loved after Homer simpson & eric cartman. but does beavis and butthead resembles these two famous characters ? just think bout it ... and comment me =P

Last but not the least, Monica Lewinsky is coming to LSE for studying a course in Sociology,thats a good thing for perverts like me, it means, more fantasies and less studies :D. Plus for all the monica's and likewise women out there, we've a very basic and straight forward rule over here,which is why i miss united states of america too :

P.S.: If the pictures are small then hmphh, shabofry, ur da man, i need help :P

sleepover.

2005-11-12T21:46:00.000-08:00

sleepovers are always great ... just great ... right now im having a sleep over at akmal's house i.e. kings college dorms (finchley road) almost 1 hour away from my studio and its 6 am in the morning, laughing on silly jokes, commenting on silly porn flicks, watching arsalan and akmal playing pro evo 4 on ps 2 and we're actually having bets on these stupid matches,haha just superb. ... its strange, we all are away from our families,far away in great Britain for studies and now we're all a family in a way ... and this looks just superb ... we're the dil chata hai wala gang in a way *grin* its just, im the hotter one, haha ... here's the sleepover gang!

arsalan ....

me .....

salman ...

and akmal - the host :D

the mighty me?

2005-11-03T08:10:00.000-08:00

Not bad at all, eh ?

thankyou adam. :P

An Interview ... amusing eh ?

2005-11-01T11:19:00.000-08:00

FINALLLY ... had an interview at GAP , and got selected and I've got my first shift on friday, 5 pm to 10 pm (Lakeside) ... plus, seriously, this job is much better then playing around with bra's =/ and keep on getting bistofied by stupid aunties, that this place is not for guys like you, (hahh,in short, they dont really appreciate the talent, the talent to play with bra's ... which a man, has to learn sooner or later .. :P ) but at the same time, its hard to play with bra's too [ NO, my fantasies are totally different ... i dont like to get kinky and shit by playing in bra's] ... I'm glad, i left Ann Summers(NOT really, i still do sundays on there but for the long term, im done ... im REALLY DONE. *evil grin* hahh)
Coming back to the point, the Interview was realllllllllly strange ... i guess, the interviewer was drunk or something, but you never know HR Personels nowadays, prefer beer over everything, make it sex,money(im still not so sure bout this one though) and ofcourse WORK. so how did it go

Interviewer : Oh nice to see you again Mr. Khan. *ahem* Please have a seat

Me : Oh thanks, yeah, same here, how've you been?

Interviewer: good enough to interview you today. you ?

Me : good enough to earn some cash here. *smiles*

Interviewer : haha,nice sense of humour mr khan. so tell me about yourself?

Me : shall i take it as a compliment ? oh , im Muhammad,my aim is to be a chartered accountant so i could ripp all the rich guys/girls over here, plus, im short enough to seduce a rich women to marry me. haha kidding, im me, studying ... and hmphh ... looking for a job to earn some extra cash.
Interviewer : ahaha, define extra cash?

Me: oh money to take care of my things.

Interviewer : why do you even need an extra cash?

Me : was literally ":" but then i said, hmpphh, "just to take care of my things" but deep down i was like, oh i need an enough money so that i could get enough hookers for a week. :P haha

Interviewer : so u were working at Ann summers and as a merchandiser at River Island? why are you quiting at Ann summers? i thought guys like you love to play with breasts around.

Me : oh suuurrre, as long as personels like you, allow me to play with their breasts, thats not a bad option either.

Interviewer : *smiles* i was messing around Mr Khan.

Me: *smiles* BUT In reality, i was like - BRING IT ON BIAAACH,its been some time since i did this thing with a gorri bachii. haha

Interviewer : oh basically ive seen your certs, and we're all done actually, just sign at the bottom of the page.

Me : *signs the paper*

Interviewer: greaatt ... then i'd see you on friday on your first shift then, so are you feeling happy now?

Me : yeah for sure, haha why ? did i just win a lotto?

Interviewer : haha, i'd see you friday then ...

and end of our interview ... Its strange,, i attend alot of interviews and I ALMOST say the same things, which results in some humorous satiring remarks. and for some odd reason, people like them do keep me for the position :/ so rigghhhtt ... Im working for GAP tooo now, *yayy*

FINALLLY the lizard king is me. :P

2005-10-31T03:33:00.000-08:00

FINALLY,ive been updating my blog after some time now,eid is on thursday, YES, this thursday ( according to central mosque,regent street) but i dont really feel that excitement in myself, dunno why, probably ive got an exam on the same day as eid = plus I've heard diwaali is coming up aswell, SO, all the indian putars in LSE who goes through my blog once in awhile, happy dewallii =P and everyone happpy eid tooo =) i hope you do some kick arse fun,

and LET ME POST SOMETHING REALLY REFRESHING ... my only source of energy after a breath-taking, psycho making, hell shitting 12 hours at job.

Plus, I need to go to pakiland ASAP or buy me a mercedes benz or a diablo ? argh *sigh*, and erum's not texting me back, tat s so bad,blair!

P.S.: Sana misses me, i feel honoured. this is for you sana (the picture below)

Family dies off for you.

2005-10-22T08:02:00.000-07:00

In a land of no where ... ... Im glad, im away from you, this is what you wanted, but did you ever miss me ?

in no mood

2005-10-21T05:48:00.001-07:00

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Did a cover of this song at LSE's night which is "Crush". Felt an overwhelming response and felt so good, and at one moment, I felt like fighting up for something, fighting up for something. Its always strange, you get deep into things and the outcome is always low or infact "nothing". Literally, life's a mess for everyone, make it, money life , love life,routine life ... anything. I wonder, if Life was perfect for anyone, but may be, thats how it is ... ... ....
Lately I've been going to her blog everyday ...not her, infact a couple of people's blog, and what I actually see is "despair", I wonder, Its a phase, A neumatic Phase of neverending sorrows, probably which would work off as it goes up and down ... Lately I've been doing alot of Texting/talking with/to a friend,just alot of ... and now there's a strange chemistry poppin up, i know things would never work off, and probably would be too shabby coz of the time span ? but again, thats how it is.
Smoked a joint after ages today, and then I started to listen to Khan sahab ( for some people who're not sure bout khan sahab, khan sahab stands for "Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan" ) .. was in another world ... I seriously do wonder, why do we smoke ? why do we do drugs ? PLEASURE ? bullshit, i repeat, bull shit, because, YOU want to overcome the pain ? but what pain ? ... basically what I think is, Life is a dream with no outcome at all ...
Btw it feels great to go for a small walk after fajr prayers around surray quays in london :)

hmpphh ....

2005-10-15T09:10:00.000-07:00

Such a beautiful car, and ZARA is getting it, btw zara did i tell you, your my best friend ? and did i ever tell you, you're beautiful ? did i ? i think "no", this is your lucky dayy zarraa. *ahem*ahem*

Ramadan Mubarik.

2005-10-03T10:48:00.000-07:00

Happy Ramadan people. :)

I dont want too write* ...

2005-09-27T12:45:00.000-07:00

I just want to write random stuff, stuff which i feel mostly ...

"Opportunities may come along for you to conver something -- something that exists into something that didnt yet. Sometimes you know things have to change, are going to change, but you can only feel it -- like in that song of Sam Cooke's, "Change is Gona Come" -- but you dont know it in a purposeful way. Little things foreshadow what's coming but you may not recognize them, but then something immediately happens and you're in another world and you jump into an unknown,have an instinctive knowledge of it --- you're set free ... you're not supposed to ask questions, you already know the score.It seems like when that happens,it happens fast like magic,but its really not like that. IT isnt like some dull boom goes off and the moment has arrived -- your eyes dont spring open and suddently you're very quick and sure bout something.It's more deliberate.It's more like you've been working in the light of day and then you see one day,its getting dark early,that it doesnt matter where you are -- it wont do any good. It's a reflective thing.Somebody holds the mirror up,unlocks the door -- something jerked it open and your shoved in and your head has to go into a different place. Sometime it takes a certain somebody to make you realize it".

--

I could sense the song "knocking on heaven's door" by Bob dylan for myself, I love this guy not because he's one of the best folk/country singer around but somehow, his life really aspired me in a way or something.

good news, eh?

2005-09-25T13:22:00.000-07:00

FINALLY,i got two jobs, but i think im gona stick up with the Ann Summers one =, not because i love lingerie n crap but they're giving me 6.44 pounds per hour, and plus the contract is for 22 hours and with the overtime follow on ... not baddd eh, im proud of myself, and thankyou sana for REALLY making me trust myself. :) ur one gem of a blogger friend,haha

P.S.: she thinks im a liar : she belives by not telling her bout some one's name, makes me a liar and vice versa and how im such a big liar. : *speaks loudly - no woman .. no cry, and runs off like a bullet*

dot ... dot .... dot.

2005-09-20T12:36:00.000-07:00

i am feeling home sick. :(

i wana go back to my family. :(

Afraid ..

2005-09-17T11:01:00.000-07:00

This picture explains everything. :/

P.S.: to some one who goes through my blog very oftenly ...

x- mas is coming - job no ?

2005-09-15T05:10:00.000-07:00

I need a bloody JOB,x-mas is coming ... so ALL of you,who reads my blog, if ur from london and IF YOU could help me getting any,haha, HOLLA BACK, BEEELEEV thaatt now. *lovey dovey smile*

P.S.: i need a job. :S im so fuckin depressed *sigh*

fading family ..

2005-09-14T11:32:00.000-07:00

why HE( my dad) doesnt realises that life abroad is not easy,not what he thinks.? i just wana kill myself!

WOO-HOOO. sana just tagged me,im such a lucky guy!

2005-09-12T13:51:00.000-07:00

I've been tagged like a dirty sick maniac,haha, no,i didnt win any prizes though i seriously thought i just got like 2 crore ruppeees n hmphh or a brand new prosmatec or hmpphh some other hot car, haha BUT its strange no? you watch tv all day long, n all in the world, you see is, some lousy ads which somehow says : "Apnay shanakti card ki copy k humrah 2 dabbay doodh kay bhejein aur jeetay hazaaaron inaamaaatt,lucky draw say" and i wonder, where the hell does those guys come from ? i mean mian kukruu just won 2 crore rupees from a town in lahore known as murghi town,thats wierd, and their wierd games to loot around like a lucky dog, haha. BUT coming back to the tagged thing,since sana tagged me really hard, so lets get down with the business (not that type of business, you sick pervert!)

5 years ago:
I was in highschool too, but i was a kick arse soccer player, so i didnt face any hurdles, you see ... wadday log. plus was into crack n shit. and just was majorly on a world tour with my baapu jee. plus I HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL ... :/ and i used to love boy bands, haha

1 Year ago:
for some odd reason i got accepted into LSE and i realised, i have to do something in my life too n from then onwards, my aim was, i need to be a kick ass accountant, so that i could rip pakkiland too like other politicians. :P n ofcourse, i started to preach my religion(im so proud of myself)

5 songs I know all the words to:

Akon - Mr lonely
Bob dylan - Knockin on heaven's door
Bob Marley - No woman no cry / buffalo soldier
Staind - outside
K's choice - my heart n the list is just so much :/

5 Snacks I enjoy:

icecream
chipus
brownies
chilli milli :D
top pops :D

5 Things I'd do w/ $100 million dollars :

my business : ;)

5 places I would run away to:
it depends. :

5 things I would never wear:
i guess, i dont like to be "too much" of a metrosexual dude, so anything goes with a level of decency in it : something like this :

5 favorite tv shows :

sponge bob
whose line is it anyway
friends
jutt and bond
boston public/CSI/sopranos

5 greatest joys:

writing
playstation II
my accoustic n my electric guitars(all hail to d fender-ly love)
watching comedy movies
playing soccer/cricket.

5 favorite toys:

digital camera
my mp3 player
my guitars
my laptop
my playstation babbyy :D

People I'm tagging:

no one ...

and i miss you. bleukhh !

2005-09-11T08:48:00.000-07:00

break my face,my back,my arms,my neck but please dont break my heart.

'nuff said.

Started From Shit

2005-09-10T09:27:00.000-07:00

I remember how it all started out. Wouldn't get any business, life was so tough. Going through the motions... everyday. Than advertising, it felt like I would never make it big. But than slowly and slowly the fiends got hold of it. They saw what I did, fell in love with it. Came to me everyday. Bought the delicous delights and brought new customers with them It grew from this....

Just look at that. You know how hard it is for a guy to run a business from that? Well I did it, I managed it, accomplished some pretty hard shit. Hard work and everything. With guys like Aleeh coming to me, and other compadre's, it all worked out. Money was made, and the empire grew.

Well it all paid off now. I'm rich, succesful. World Wide Success, babes, money, gold chains! Everything. From that toilet to this.... huge Corporate Enterprise....

It makes you appreciate everything I have. My business is a success. Branches in Iraq, Canada, Dubai, London, US, Austrailia!

Long Live T.F.!!!

romeo cant be wrong at times too ...

2005-09-09T14:46:00.000-07:00

I was going through ali zafar's new video of the song zindagi and i kinda find it pretty entertaining - the lyrics are as follow :

yeh zindagii eik pul ka hai safur...
tou kya joo teri yaad mei jaiye guzar ...

soye zameen aasmaan jub raat ho..
pur jagun teri yaad mei, mei raat bhur...

tu yeh jaanay na...
terii yaad mei jaanayy jaaan ....
meine chora yeh jahaaan ..
mein wahaan, tu jahaaan...

socha yeh tunay kya kubhi,hai beykhabur...
kay chahun tujh ko mei hur ghari kis qadur ...

If you guys actually go through the lyrics, they are pretty interesting n serious ... love is a pure love ? or love is a pure lust ? nowadays we do have two same meanings for it, BUT .. just think bout it, go through the lyrics and you might get a clue that, romeo's can be wrong at times too.

a birthday treat ? :/

2005-09-07T09:49:00.000-07:00

Nothing is as good as a birthday treat from ur sister. (thankyou hinaappa,ur the best sister one could have) a nice partayy at Freddy's cafe, with a nice music goin on and with a gift that I LOVED so much, a lamborghini diabolo,i always needed this one to fit it up in my collection and now FINALLY i have it,my own lamborghini diabolo n i love it. :) and ofcourse a birthday present from someone who cares the most for you and always gives you a kick arse advise at everything,YES, thankyou myree,erum, sabine,annie,noor,SONIA(my poput bachi),amber,ahmed kaleem, ahmed shah,umair,jibran,shemrez my two brothers AND EVERYONE YOU GUYS MADE MY DAY. and thankyou sarah,for making my three months a worthful journey in lahore, thankyou. :) and LAST but not the least,i have to make this thing clear, bastards, I WANT MY GIFT!. :P (yeah,i feel so happy now)

And i really hate it when people points you at the end of a day that you always mess up at the right time,i finally tried to be punctual today, tried to make things great by setting up a plan on someone's birthday, got a present n literally got everything ready, BUT no,people are so freaking busy with other stuff, stuff which is more important for them then everything(which is really good,im just a guy,who's going to be a history after saturday) sometimes its not always what you're thinking, im always the culprit so,i'd not let things bother me., cuz in the end,it hurts no ?

BUT,its all good, this is HOW you feel when ur the man in "spotlight"(yeah,the picture above you sissies)

P.S.: did i tell you guys i had a lovely kick arse time today in the afternoon ?:D

P.P.S.: princess from the far,far,far,farrrr,farrrrrrrrr,faarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr away land,my blog is updated now. ;) present ?;)

hmph, a mood with a zero outcome

2005-09-01T16:39:00.000-07:00

Oh a cup of coffee, an icecream, a parker ball point and a tennis ball - this is all you probably need to do some effort to be a pretentious nossy boy(pain in some one's arse) but seriously,its all good. Did you ever try to act like a bitch ? ever tried to sing loudly in a gathering ? NO, bcuz majority of us are'nt really feel pretauctiory to put these things up but ever tried to jump of a 2200 feet building ? ever tried to put your self on the death bed ? ever tried to help some one by saying "im always gona back you up" ? Ever tried to think bout your death ? Ever tried to find about the life after ur death ? Ever wonder,how'd you feel if you're not on the right path ? Ever got a blasted kick on your nuts ? Ever slapped some one with so much thrust that ur hand hurts afterward ? Ever really tried to help out a poor ? Ever really tried to cut yourself just for the sake of someone else ? probably the answere would be NO.

But just, see ... this world is more of like a disastrous happenings ? Couldnt you realise ? if you find urself surrounded by your room walls inbetween water ? ever saw your loved ones passing off infront of you ? it hurts ... that is how exactly what is happening at New Orleans .. people are dieng and really ? did it somehow affected us ? HELL-NO. this is basically a wakening call, or in other words, a something which is more of a proof for me that someone exists and HE is no wonder watching everything you're doing ,but .. do i care ? probably no ? why should i ? i dont have anyone in New Orleans, let them die ... they're christians, let them die ... thats how our minds are legalised by our elders ... do we care ? heck NO, why should we ? thats exactly where we lack the sense of brotherhood.

Yes indeed, I'm alone again.
And here comes emptiness crashing in.
It's either love or hate,
I can't find in between,
'cause I've been with witches and I've been with a queen.
It wouldn't have worked out anyway.
So now it's just another lonely day.
Further along we just may.
But for now it's just another lonely day.

In the memory of people of NewOrleans - All hail to you guys.(God bless.)

its all bout tatafry.

2005-08-30T13:12:00.000-07:00

Its been almost One and a half year since im running the tatafry business and man does it rocks ? infact its all good, or let me put it up like all the black community does(NO,im not a racist,i like them),"Oh bitch,it is so fu**in good* and now let me show you OUR (tatafry's) best moments ...

Picture # 5 :

This is when we bought our first VAN(my our hardwork paid us off)

Picture # 4:

Anti - tatafry's are there too. :P

Picture # 3 :

FINALLLY. we're up in IRAQ too. :D

Picture # 2 :

But AL-Qaeda still goes for us. ;)

Picture # 1 :
The guy name's Abdul Ghafoor Qadoosi, he used to pump our tata vans. :D

nothing is AS good as a fatherly love - love you champion :D

2005-08-29T09:04:00.000-07:00

whoooaaaa ... got my result from LSE and babyy, did i kick some major arse,yea ? haha i kicked some major red head whities arse man,haha ... finallly got my pay slips to my account,haha boy, 425 pounds,sometimes ... things are working like so awesome for me but one thing is for sure, when you're working with ur true heart, things DOES get better ... they might took a slow time but the reward is ALWAYS good. So "mere pyaaray Allah miyan ... im sorry for being a jackarse" lol ... but its strange no? people smokes up weed and then they look for God, now this is a VERY brave thing to do but no ? are'nt you guys are playing with your "imaan(thats how you say it,no) ... im not being a typical molvi her,e but seriously man, you are guys are searching for God - shit, the result always come upto the level of infinity ... one of my really good friend but infact a brother quotes "There definately is a God, but i disbelief with the religion" ... this is no wonder, the best, the one with the deep impact meaning i have ever heard but, according to my point of view, you dont really disbelief with the religion .. religion is not something that varies with ur beliefs, religion( ANY) is your life ... and the way you mould it,that how it works off for you. but enuff of this crap,no ? i should put up some humour/spice in this thing no ? haha my recipees are kinda dead BUT according to papier-mache- i love to copy stuff so yeahh as usual, im outta stuff ma'am jee.

BUT the good thing is...my baapu is proud of me, 1.) cuz of my result (YEAH, i am showing off, shove it up yo neighbour's bum) 2.) my saalgirah is coming up,im FINALLY going to be 21 and im going to be legal for things which im doing since the age of 13 (haha,i know ... a true paki spirit,no?). butt as a result, i got a bigg hugg, and a kiss which looked kinda awkward but it was my dad, so im happy with it. AND a nokia 7210 WHICH is actually really good.

Sometimes I feel the chance is surprising
Surprisingly good to be moving around
So I wake up;
yes I wake up smiling

So what? I feel fineI'm ok;
I've seen the lighter side of life
I'm alright, I feel good
So I'll go and I'll try to start moving ...

faintless memories,eh?

2005-08-28T12:00:00.000-07:00

20,000 miles to an oasis
20,000 years will I burn
20,000 chances I wasted
Waiting for the moment to turn
I would give my life to find it
I would give it all
Catch me,If i fall ...

- R.E.M -Texarkana

'nuff said.

FINALLY ... i suck at everything. !

2005-08-26T09:07:00.000-07:00

its just strange how i get these odd mood swings, and i seriously do act like a true ass bitching procrastinator, but seriously,i may not be one of those "GOOD n GREAT n WORTH GOING FOR" conversational wizards, but i guess,i do give a damn somehow,i dont show it off but i guess,it does works for me ... and i truely hate it when i say "i lovvee/luurrvvee/likkkee you" and people says i dont even mean it ... i really mean it, im not just doing it for a stand up partner , and ONE THING that i really wana do is, to start praying 5 times a day = but *sigh* thats how it works off son ... life is not a bed of roses. ... kick arse shit .no ?

What would you do if you had just one more day to live?

2005-08-25T13:24:00.000-07:00

What would you do if you had just one more day to live?
Would you still worry about those extra pounds you want to lose?
Would you spend it cleaning the house?
Really... how would you spend that precious last day?

A friend's mother died through a heart attack this week. She was only 37 years old.

How did she spend her final day? Did she clean the house or go for a walk in the woods? Did she feel too fat in the pants she wore? Maybe she worried that her hair was too flat to go out in public ... None of that matters now. And although it's hard for each of us to realize, none of it ever did.

We spend so many precious days worrying that we’re not thin enough or we’re not pretty enough. What will they think of me? Life is so very short... too short to waste it on meaningless worries. And I’m guilty of all of the above, just like everyone else. Being bloggers on blogspot.Com, no one knows what you look like unless you post your photograph. No one here cares what you look like. This is a place to let your inner self shine through your outer self.

We meet each other here through our writing... and become the best of friends. Best friends, who have known each other for years, met for the first time at some party n all. Weight and beauty had nothing to do with building those friendships. It was the person sitting at the keyboard, the person inside, possibly on the other side of the world, that we wanted to meet.
We love everyone for who they are inside,not outside.

If you only had one more day to live...What would really matter?

As a cancer survivor/fighter, your world stops the minute you are told you have cancer. STOPS. Nothing else matters... not losing weight, not cleaning the house, not your looks.

The only thing that matters is your life...and fighting for it.

So enjoy it.

You might only have one more day to do so.

knocking on heaven's door - about me eh?

2005-08-14T15:41:00.000-07:00

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' downI feel like
I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

- Bob dylan [ my hero :P ]

Bob Dylan is on the short list of the most influential artists of the 20th Century. He coupled a love for all forms of American popular and folk music with a personal and poetic songwriting style instead of relying on professional craftsmen or standard tunes, influenced by Woody Guthrie, Dylan proved that you didn't have to be a technically perfect singer or musician to make brilliant pop music. The songs on 1963's The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan catapulted the artist to stardom but he was already burning to get away from acoustic backing and match his unique vision to rock, country, and blues music. Dylan's music influenced a whole new generation of musicians -- such as the Beatles or Stevie Wonder -- to start crafting songs about what was important to them. While Dylan kick-started Folk and Country Rock in his '60s studio work, the ragged home recordings he made with the Band showed that not even poorly placed microphones could stifle brilliance. Dylan tours constantly these days and records less often then he used to, but as albums such as 1997's Time Out of Mind prove, the man still has a lot to say and continues to do it in a way that no one else can. =\

P.S.: All hail to the dylan love :D

the end is coming by ...?

2005-08-11T16:30:00.001-07:00

Ever heard of the saying "the show must end ..." or "the end is everlasting" ... after reading so many profiles, blogs, autobiographies, i kinda agree with marilyn manson : "People don't keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don't want to tell but they want everyone to know. The only safe place for your thoughts is your memory, which people can't take and read when you're not looking - at least not yet. I'm starting to think that if the Internet is the CB radio of the nineties, then the home computer is the trailer park of the soul, a dangerous tool in the hands of idiots."
In another chapter he said, " life according to me was one hell of a roller coaster ride, the less good moments i saw,the more struggle i died for" ... In short, the end is near, im wrapping up my things too .. All hail to MM and this dude, i blog was reading earlier. =/

\m/ - In the memory of tatafry (late)

the end is coming by ...?

2005-08-11T16:30:00.000-07:00

aftermath about mannni boy?

2005-08-09T12:07:00.000-07:00

ever wonder why famous people are really famous ? WHY manni is a manni ? why am i NOT a sponge bob ? or WHY am i "NOT" a super HERO ? the answere is simply you're dumb, D for dog, U for an umbrella, M for manni and B for a bum,(you could make it wutever you want too but bum isnt a bad option or is it ? ) , the thing is, YOU could make things workout for urself but you dont and why not ? bcuz .. ... .. i'm just too lazy to answere this right now ... plus, did you ever try to get ME ? no ??, ofcourse, i know, you know but again you dont know what i know, so im going to let you know, what i know, and then i'd know what you know and every one would know what we both know, great .... isnt it?

Opinion about tatafry:
But If your opinion of me includes the words: fucking idiot, lunatic, faggot, annoying, demi-god, Manni, b*&nchod(sister fucker), haramzada(TRANSLATION please), sarcastic bitch, swine...CONGRATULATIONS! you're not the only one who thinks of me this way.

Social Life:
I hate being social(if you're a GUY,i repeat guy, and only if ur ugly like markus *hint*hint*) and I'd rather have my genitals branded with a hot iron rather than indulge in small talk, but you never know,miracle does HAPPENS.
There are only a handful of people I really care for in the world. 70.12 % of them are in my friends list.

Looks:
I'm overweight and frankly I don't give a rat's arse(thats how YOU all should be, no metrosexuals eh ? ).
All comments regarding obesity, ugliness and how I'm going to die of a heart attack when I'm 35 can be forwarded to usman321@hotmail.com.

Past Life:
I believe in love as a concept but I believe most people don't find it. I don't want to marry and want to remain a bachelor and 18 forever. Relationships (gathered from the experiences of people around me) are a huge pain in the ass UNLESS you're in with some one worth who IS luckily ready to spend her/his beautiful crappy life with muself.

Humour:
I believe I posess a fine sense of humor.

Pervert eh?:
OHHH. YES, i am one of a kind. I'm a filthy minded savage reprobate and I like myself just fine.
I have moodswings and there are periods when I can do without everyone else.
I don't think anyone really understands me and that includes me.
I value my privacy and jealously guard it. People who don't know when to leave me alone are welcome to "fuck off".

Rockazoid ?
I dont smoke and I know how to play a guitar. Now if I had good looks, I'd be on the road to rockstardom.

P.S.:
I don't believe in love at first sight, aliens, soulmates, looks > personality, money is everything (though it is a lot) and other such nonsense.
Always on the lookout for fraandshippers and other tards to fuck around with.

adaptation ...

2005-07-19T15:04:00.000-07:00

why does one wants to adapt like the massives ?

why does one, thinks, he could change some one, and then at one moment, he loses hope ?

For a moment i think,i just expect so much from the other person and it never happens again. :/

badd mooodddd !

2005-07-04T08:54:00.000-07:00

everything was going so PERFECTT and my dad's brother just messed it all up !!! and yes, SCREW EVERYONE now. :P

bait baazi ...

2005-07-01T10:38:00.000-07:00

All hail to the faiz baba ...

Naa aaj lutef ker itna ke kal guzer na sakay
Ye raat jo ke tere gaisoo-on ki raat nahi
ye aarzoo bhi bari cheez hai magar humdam
vasaal-e-yaar fakat aarzoo ki baat nahi

ayee hath uthain hum bhi
hum jinhain rasm-e-dua yad nahin
hum jinhain sauz-e-muhabbat kai siwa
koi baat,koi khuda yaad nahin

Himmat iltejah nahin baqi
Zabt ka housla nahin baqi
Ik teri deed chhin gai mujhe se
Werna dunya main kia nahin baqi
-
- Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Chalo waikhiye us mastanaray nu……. Jadi trinjana wich pai dhum
Oh tay mae wahdat wich rangda..……. Nahi puchda zaat day kee ho tum..
Jehda shor chufairey painda eh…………..Oh khol teray nit rehnda eh
Naaley “nahuno aqrab” kehnda eh… ...Nalay akhay “wa fe anfosikum”
Chad jhout bharam de basti nu.. ……….Ker ishaq de qiam mast nu
Gaye pohanch sajan de basti nu…………..jo huy “bukuman uman suman”
Na, tera ey na mera eh ……………………..jag faani jaghrah jehra eh
Binaan murshid rehbar kehra eh………..parh “faz karuni izkerkum”
Bullah eh bath ishaarey de………………… jinhaan lag gai taang nazarey de
Das paindi ghar wnajarey de……………….Hay “yad Allah foq aidaykum”

“words” are Quranic Ayats which Bulleh Shah Sarkar often uses through out his poetry. Sometimes half the Kaafi is in Arabic in the form of Quranic Ayats and Its highlights Bulleh Shah’s mastery of the Quran. The unique way he blends Arabic and Punjabi produces spectacular imagery and depth of meaning.

life less ....

2005-07-01T05:30:00.000-07:00

life is not what it seems like at times ... *sigh* its strange you lose ur loved ones and the ones you want doesnt seems to get indulged into this pro-angle life of ours.

I hold my breath as this life starts to take its toll I hide behind a smile as this perfect plan unfolds But oh, God, I feel I've been lied to .... Lost all faith in the things I have achieved ...

smoking - a turn off, eh ?

2005-06-27T14:55:00.000-07:00

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

its ALWAYS ABOUT ME !

2005-06-22T00:49:00.000-07:00

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 ...

2005-06-19T01:15:00.000-07:00

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.

2005-06-14T22:01:00.000-07:00

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 ?

2005-06-13T04:03:00.000-07:00

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

Death ...

2005-06-09T11:42:00.000-07:00

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.

2005-06-07T12:46:00.000-07:00

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

strange phenomenon of your life ...

2005-06-04T05:00:00.000-07:00

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 ..?

2005-06-03T03:38:00.000-07:00

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 ...

2005-06-02T04:22:00.000-07:00

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. :)

2005-06-02T00:26:00.000-07:00

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. ...

2005-06-01T13:13:00.000-07:00

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

Cover songs,my ultimate love/hate eh ? huh ?

2005-05-29T06:23:00.000-07:00

I've been listening to alot of covers, all hail to the paki singers, we should have the word "paki" in the dictionary though,according to me the word "Paki" means "EXCEPTIONAL" becuz somehow we are exceptional,oh in alot ways. *evil grin*.
I was talking to this guy from some music forum(especially guys from noori and eP forums think im some kind of a schizophrenzic asshole who has nothing to do instead of showing off things up my arse, *sigh*. but the topic was how locally paki singers are more of a rippers nowadays, and what i meant was, nothing,its okay,its not us, we have some kinky gora people doing stuff too.......So what can you do when these crap boy bands that prove to be crapper every time have run out of ideas after their second album so they start singing cover songs that sound the same way they did 20 years ago and now they are in the no.1 spot they win the best award for song writing and you know that your going to find 7 cover songs on their greatest hits album?!!

Well the answer is you can’t do anything. Every time you’re waiting for your favourite song to appear on MTV you’re bombarded by West life, Will Young, Gareth Gates, Steps, Back Street, Nsync, Britney spears, Christina Aguilera, videos the list is endless.

That’s right; don’t complain about my grammar I am making stand here!

One time I was on the bus, as usual the bus driver got us in a jam, so I started singing to calm myself.

The song I chose was Robbie Williams “My Way”, don’t know why but it just seemed like a relaxing song.

Suddenly some old man joins in; he was way too un-cool to be singing along.

“Hey you killed the song man!” I shrieked.

“Sorry but I love Frank Sinatra” he said.

“Frank who? This is a Robbie Williams song old one, so don’t go there!” I explained.

So I decided to sing another Robbie Williams song “Freedom” as soon as I started singing it the old man called out “George Michael”.

I sang another Robbie Williams song “She’s the one” and the old man called out “World Party”.

This really boiled my blood, because there is no way I would want to associate myself with this old man, I’m a young hip cat and this is an old square we’re talking about.

“Ok, you’re so cool, who wrote eternity?” I asked.

“100% human” he said.

“No it can’t be you’re lying!!!” I started to cry in disbelief.

So that night I looked up all the songs Robbie Williams had released and wanted to know whether they were his or not.

I was so surprised to find out this guy was a complete biatch!He’s ripped off the pet shop boys, George Michael and even Adam and the ants!

Is he being called a grave robber for copying the same exact songs the same exact way they were first released 20 years ago? No! He was voted as the most important man in music by MTV, above Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley, John Lennon, and ironically George Michael the same man Robbie Williams ripped off for his debut song appeared as no.8 in that same survey!

Ok if you think I am a whiney bitch take a look at the list of some songs Rob the man ripped off:

Antmusic by Adam and the Ants

Eternity by 100% human

Freedom by George Michael

It was a good year by Frank Sinatra

My way by Frank Sinatra

Well did you evah? By Frank Sinatra et al

Wonderwall by Oasis

We are the champions by Queen

There she goes by The La’s

She’s the one by World Party

Mac the Knife by Bobby Darin

Rollin by Limp Bizkit

Something stupid by Frank Sinatra

There are musicians and bands I’ve never even heard off, why do you think he’s robbing them? This is because these dumb ten year old kids get so much pocket money and go out to record stores to buy these lame ass cover songs.

It’s not like he sings like an angel, he keeps showing off his tattoo covered body, the guy thinks he’s got some sort of fit body just like ray in Big Brother.

Put some clothes on! You guys out there who were sending text messages to Big Brother saying Ray was fit need to put your mobile phones on high vibration and stick it up your ass!

Don’t you know Robbie Williams just tries to show off his body but he makes it seem like he’s just acting witty? My granddad has a better body then this clown!

I bet if you tried to get ring tones for Frank Sinatra’s “something stupid” you’ll find it under Robbie Williams featuring Nicole Kidman.

That’s another thing that pisses me off actors thinking they can sing, fat ugly people like Kate Winslet, Ewan Mcgregor trying to sing “What cum may”

I mean what the fuck?

What about Huey Lewis and Gwnyneth Paltrow singing “Cruisin”, someone ought to put them in a car and drive them off a cliff!

The thing is its not only Robbie Williams who’s made a lot of profits from ripping other musicians, what about West life and Boyzone, I’d have to make a complete site just to display how many artists they ripped off.

I bet if we asked these artists why they keep stealing songs they’d say “so we steal so what? So far so good!”

P.S.: See i do have a brain too. ;)

just love : D

2005-04-14T07:46:00.000-07:00

(love)love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter

Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
In the night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Black flowers blossom

Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
Water is my eye
Most faithful my love

Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Feathers on my breath
Most faithful my love
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
Stumbling a little (x2)

Hello, its tatafry.

2005-03-13T10:21:00.000-08:00

Hello, saucy vixens. It is I, yore knight in shinin' armor, Tatafry. I am still looking for that special woman in my life, who is not a goat or my darned gypsy neighbor. However, I do admit that I have been tempted by Bertha's late-night bahs at night as she awaits me in the barn. I have been tempted many times. Many, many times. Only the Big Guy can judge me for my actions.

Like I was saying, I am looking for that special woman in my life: a woman that can fill the holes of my heart, or a woman that has holes I can feel. Y'ain't gotta be real purty, you just gotta make me feel like a real man.I have an extensive collection of porno films that we can watch together. I have such memorable titles like, Girlfriend Goats, My Girlfriend Has Turned Into a Goat, I Hope She Won't Remember What I'm About to Do to Her, and My Girlfriend the Goat.

In the words of my hero, Elvis:
I'm just a hunka hunka burnin' love.

Thank you for your time, ladies. When you're lonely, or drunk enough to be turned on by me, think of me, please.-- tatafry.

All Grown Up

2005-02-03T09:52:00.000-08:00

"All Grown Up"
I'm feeling: worried
You'll find me: at uni.
I guess reality has been kind to me, spearing me much of the harshness that consumes our world, kills our spirit, and devestate our dreams.

These past few days have revealed to me that I am no longer a child and that the times of fun and games are long gone.

Three guys were arrested and charged with felonies, what they did wasn't even that serious. Simple child's play, however they were all above 16 and so they were carried away in handcuffs and placed in the back of police cars like a common criminal.

Where is the compassion and understanding that I once saw in the world around me? I guess there's no second chances and space of a lack of judgement when the laws says you're responsible.

"the end"

2004-11-30T23:14:00.000-08:00

From all the rest I single out you,
having a message for you,

You are to die-let others tell you what they please,
I cannot prevaricate,

I am exact and merciless,
but I love you-there is no escape for you.

Softly I lay my right hand upon you,
you just feel it,I do not argue,

I bend my head close and half envelop it,
I sit quietly by, I remain faithful,

I sit quietly by, I remain faithful,
I am more than nurse,more than parent or neighbor,

I absolve you from all except yourself spiritual bodily,
that is eternal, you yourself will surely escape,
The corpse you will leave will be but excrementitous...

The sun burst through in unlooked for directions,
Strong thoughts fill you and confidence, you smile,
You forget you are sick,
as I forget you are sick,
You do not see the medicines,
you do not mind the weeping friends,

I am with you,
I exclude others from you,
there is nothing to be commiserated,
I do not commiserate, I congratulate you....

Aarzoo

2004-11-22T13:17:00.000-08:00

aik aarzoo hai
aik khuwahish
aik chaah rakhta hoon
apnay dil mein, is jism mein

aik khushi chahta hoon
aik dharakti kiran ka talabgar hoon
sun rahay ho na?
tum kyun sunoh gay.

tum ne apnay waday torhay
tum ne apni haqeeqatoun ko jhoot qaraar deeya
tum ne apnay mureedoun ko dhoka deeya
tum meri kiya suno gay?
tum toh khud aarzoo rakhtay ho.

tum Khuda ki baatein kero
mein Khudai ki baatein kerta hoon.
Aik far'q hai, aik choti si tabdeeli.
aur tum kiya jano.

tum hee toh ho.
tum hee thay na?
jab na waqt tha na arz?
tum hee ho gay na?
jab na waqt ho ga na arzoo?
na sub'h, na raat ki woh tareeki, woh ghuttan?
tum hee toh ho.
ho na?

She Caught Me In Her Knicker Drawer ...

2004-10-31T06:26:00.000-08:00

She caught me in her knicker drawer,
I woulda run, but she blocked the door.
This awkward scenario I hadn't planned,
Caught with her knickers in my hand,
And with a pair upon my head,
Jumping up and down on her bed.
As she stood there, at the door,
I saw her bottom jaw hit the floor.
Then she started to grind her teeth,
Caught red-handed: a knicker thief!

Now, the girl whose room I was in,
Was a well built sort, threw the javelin.
And she didn't just do it for a bit of fun,
She was the country's number one.
With little effort she could knock me out,
There really wasn't any doubt!
Slowly and calmly she closed the door,
And prepared to knock me on the floor.
As she approached to give me a slap,
I thought: 'Oh God, Oh Jesus, Oh Crap!'
There I was, wearing her bra,
I admit I looked a bit bizarre.
I cowered down upon her bed,
Ready to be smacked in the head.

In desperation I said, "I'll explain,"
"I couldn't help it, you drive me insane."
Suddenly her raised fist dropped,
She slowed right down, then she stopped.
In the position I found myself in,
I'd have to talk to save my skin.
So I gave a grieving confession,
I told her I had a knicker obsession!
And so to avoid such grievious pain,
I took off her bra and began to explain:

"Now please don't give me a thick ear,
But you happen to have a very nice rear.
It really is a lovely sight,
But I haven't been staring at it ALL night.
I'll admit I had a few sneaky peeks,
But that mini-skirt almost shows your cheeks!
and as it's white and a little see-through,
Not many could ignore such a fine view!
And as for that pink g-string,
That should be illegal that thing!
Being perfectly rounded and perfectly sized,
Your backside had me hypnotised.
It didn't even take much beer,
For me to notice your lovely rear!
I have to tell you love: you're blessed,
As the night went on I grew obsessed!
Then I realised I HAD gone too far,
But, like a magnet, I was drawn to your bra!
Now there really was little doubt,
The way you were dancing, they nearly popped out!
It really is an amazing thing,
How that material holds 'em in.
And that pinkish colour looks really good,
It clearly does the job it should!
I know how they can sometimes slide,
And you girls have got your bits to hide.
So, staring at your bum and chest,
You can tell, I got a bit obsessed!
And as you moved across the dance-floor,
I felt a pulling from your knicker drawer."

Now I know I hadn't done it quite right,
But I'd kinda said she looked nice tonight!
To save myself what really mattered,
Was for her to feel somewhat flattered.
A minute went by, nothing was said,
I took her knickers off my head.
An ugly silence had got in the way,
I didn't know quite what to say.
I clambered down from off her bed,
And said the first thing that popped in my head:
"Fancy a game of hiding seek?"

"No I don't you bloody Freak!!"

Then she chucked a book at me,
She suddenly seemed quite angry.
"Get out of my room,Get out of my house!
And give me my briefs, you dirty louse!
I want to know with who you came,
And for starts you can give me your name.

"O.K. sure, I'm Munna in pot,
I came in with the jesipinder bot."

"Well, frankly Munna, you're an absolute shit,
And I'm telling everyone you're a perving git!
I know your twisted little game,
I'll make sure everyone knows your name!
That way all the girls will make sure,
You don't get your hands in their knicker drawer!"

Not waiting to stay and be insulted,
I jumped out of the window, and quickly bolted.
I wasn't going to wait around,
To have my head smashed on the ground!
I ran away at terrific pace,
Not letting anyone see my face.
My mates woulda been in for a shock,
And I'd have been a laughing stock.
The girls would all have given me stick,
They'd call me pervy, weird and sick!
That reputation could really hurt,
To have your name thought of as dirt.
To be seen as a pervert would be a real shame,
I WOULDN'T have that slur on my name,
If my names not Munna in pot.

Which, of course, it's bloody not!

Mera pyaar ...

2004-10-30T10:06:00.000-07:00

I dedicate this song of aamir zaki to some one really special in my life ... though things never worked out but still aamir zaki says it all for me ....

mera pyaar tumhara,woh gher hamara
tuuta hei,bikhraa hei jeise sitaara ...
yeh awaaz sunley na, merey gitoun mein tumm...
woh ilfaaz chunley na, jo hojatay they ghum...
mera piyaar tumhi ho, tumhi tou hoo....
jaaanaa....
mera saath tumhi ho,tumhi tou ho...
bhulaana naaa.....
mera piyaar tumhi ho...

waday,iraday , keise bhulaadeinn....
tuuta hei jo dil, royee,rula dey...
merii awaaz sunley na,mere geeton mein tum ...
woh ilfaaz chunley na,jo hojatay they ghum...

mera pyaarr tumhi ho, tumhi tou ho ....
jaaana....
mera saath tumhi ho,tum hi tou hoo...
bhulaana na...

mera pyaaarr......

mera pyaar tumhi ho,tum hi tou ho ....
mere saath tumhi ho, tum hi tou ho ....

contradictions

none.

Violet Hill ...

Am i a terrorist?

If Men Wrote Problem Pages...

the asian hulk to the rescue?

I dare you to move.

FINALLY,the hairy animal could dance.

tic tac toe

THE FUN!

hatred.

fake love is the best.

love.

bad boi, very bad boi!

manchester united. *hailness* :D

item bomb?

break time. :P

bwahahah.

anti-gayism!

*blossoming stars*

bwahahah

gulaabi geedar.

amor quebrado.

booyakasha.

u2 the love.

unusual facts.

music : my sunshine.

one more shot?

too junooni to be an asshole?

finally.

song dedication!

Child Finds Porn Site.

it depends? *grin*

jackpot & money ?

a bit too low?

Giz a Fiver, mate!

Welcome to the land of fraaandshippers.

burger bacha ....

business ?

sleepover.

the mighty me?

An Interview ... amusing eh ?

FINALLLY the lizard king is me. :P

Family dies off for you.

*in no mood*

hmpphh ....

Ramadan Mubarik.

I dont want too write* ...

good news, eh?

dot ... dot .... dot.

Afraid ..

x- mas is coming - job no ?

fading family ..

WOO-HOOO. sana just tagged me,im such a lucky guy!

and i miss you. bleukhh !

Started From Shit

romeo cant be wrong at times too ...

a birthday treat ? :/

hmph, a mood with a zero outcome

its all bout tatafry.

nothing is AS good as a fatherly love - love you champion :D

faintless memories,eh?

FINALLY ... i suck at everything. !

What would you do if you had just one more day to live?

knocking on heaven's door - about me eh?

the end is coming by ...?

the end is coming by ...?

aftermath about mannni boy?

adaptation ...

badd mooodddd !

bait baazi ...

life less ....

smoking - a turn off, eh ?

its ALWAYS ABOUT ME !

Pink Floyd in London ...

Little Red Riding Hood.

Are you fat enough to get laid down ?

Death ...

pissed = OH YEAH.

strange phenomenon of your life ...

manchester united. hailness :D

blossoming stars

it depends? grin

in no mood