For Today ...

I so hate Pooh.

I like Panda though!

Simon's Cat = My Chipmunk :)

If,
Simon = leenah;
Then,
Simon's Cat = leenah's Prince
Endloop

Life is SIMPLE!

My son wants 4 things from life to make it picture perfect!

• A car of his own.

• A 'working' cell of his own

• 
  
• A credit card of his own.

a baby just like how he looks now!

• And a BABY!

A black wallet would be just a cherry on the cake, he thinks. ;D

Raymond Davis Released

Ding dong bell
No one is in the cell
Who put Raymond(-Diamond) in?
Little Mian zing!
Who pulled him out?
Little Mian scout!
What a naughty li'll boy li'll Mian is!

World Cup 2011, As It Proceeds

If you are anyone even remotely interested in Pakistani brand of cricket, this is a MUST read for you!

World Cup 2011: Pakistan wins inspite of mistakes

Total truth! ;)

Bomb Phata!

Finally Ali Azmat back with something to make you (wince and) groove again!

Of Learning And Unlearning: !من تو شدم تو من شدی

My four year old is in total awe of a friend of his at his montessori.

The day his new session began, I was very anxious about his settling in his new class and setup. So when he came back home after the school hours, I asked him about his day at school.

"It was good", replied my angel.

"What was the best part in it?" I asked.

"Ahh... Ayela and lunch!" came the prompt reply.

No brownies for guessing Ayela is the cuty doll, the friend of his, he is crazy about :)

Had it been only this, it would have kept amusing me. But the new developments ask me to probe a bit deeper :)

We usually talk about his goal in life, or of next day atleast, as a kind of ritual that is a part of his bed time routine. So yesterday was no different when I asked him:

"So tomorrow is going to be a good day, and my son is going to be a better person, right?"

"I dont want to become a better-person, mama...." as if immersed in thoughts, to my surprise he objected.

"What do you want to become then?" I asked trying not to sound as baffled as I actually was.

"I want to become Ayela." He stopped, looked at me with suppressed glee and continued, "Then there would be two Ayelas!"

How could you not adore this aim in life! :)

Only if we could not unlearn loving like this when we grow up!

Catching Up

Got this in my mailbox and just adored the cuteness :)
"
An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of. 

He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.
An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour. This continued off and on for several weeks. 

Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'

The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar: 'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he's trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?
"

Everything Happens to Me

This song by the maestro Sinatra is such an endearingly innocent expression that I instantly fell in love with it. It so truly reflects the irony of fate of someone that, at more often than not, is each one of us :)

Though right now I don't think any other thing than the lovely sky is blue, yet I can't help just relishing this number with an 'awww cuteeee!' :) And ABSOLUTELY not without an oozing sense of gratitude for everything that happens to me ;) 

"Everything Happens to me"

Writer(s): Dennis/Adair

Black cats creep across my path

Until Im almost mad

I must have roused the devils wrath

'cause all my luck is bad

I make a date for golf – and you can bet your life it rains.

I try to give a party - but the guy upstairs complains.

I guess I'll go thru life just catching colds and missing trains;

Everything happens to me.

I never miss a thing - I've had measles and the mumps.

And every time I play my ace my partner always trumps.

I guess I'm just a fool who never looks before he jumps;

Everything happens to me.

At first my heart thought you could break this jinx for me.

That love would turn the trick to end despair.

But now, I just can't fool this head that thinks for me.

I've mortgaged all my castles in the air.

I telegraphed and phoned, sent an Air Mail Special, too;

You answer was goodbye - there was even postage due.

I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you,

Everything happens to me.

I've never drawn a sweepstake, or a bank night at a show.

I thought perhaps this time I'd won, but Lady Luck said no.

And though it breaks my heart, I'm not surprised to see you go,

Everything happens to me,

Everything happens to me.

Image Courtesy: Photo at deviantart.com by ~Bandea-Photos

The show must go on :)

Musheer by Habib Jalib ..... This I said unto him

In times like these, I fail to find too many things that are as pertinent as this timeless piece of poetry by Jalib. Written in '60's, this is as relevant in our troubled land in 2009, as was back then.

The poem, "Musheer" (Advisor) is a collection of advices that are so characteristic of those held in consulation by the tycoons in power.

The band, Laal has really performed a commendable feat by bringing back to the 'asses, what should have never been left behind.

mein ne us se ye kaha

ye jo das crore hain,

jehl ka nichor hain

inki fikr so gayi

har umeed ki kiran,

zulmaton main kho gai

ye khabar darust hai,

inki maut ho gai

be shaoor log hain

zindagi ka roag hain

aur tere paas hai

inkay dard ki dawa

This I said unto him

These, who form a hundred million

Are an epitome of oblivion

Their thought is no more

Every ray of hope

Has been devoured by murk

True is the news

They have lost the life

Conscious less are they!

A curse to life!

And thou hath

What cures their ills

mein ne us se ye kaha
mein ne us se ye kaha

This I said unto him

tu khuda ka noor hai

aql hai, shaoor hai

qaum tere saath hai

tere hi!, hi!, hi!, wajood se

mulk ki nijaat hai

tu hai mehr-e-subh-e-nau

tere baad raat hai!

bolte jo chand hain

sab ye shar pasand hain!

inki khainch le zabaan

inka ghoont de gala

You are the Godly glow

Of brains and logic

The nation stands with you

Through your grace Alone,

The state can be salvaged.

You bring the dawn of a new day

It is dusk aft thou!

The few who grunt

Are all the hellions

Tear out their tongues

Strangle their throats.

mein ne us se ye kaha
mein ne us se ye kaha

This I said unto him

jin ko tha zaban pe naaz

chup hain wo zaban daraaz

chain hai samaaj main

bemisaal fark hai

kal main aur aaj main

apne kharch par hain log

qaid tere raaj me

Those proud of their eloquence

Hushed are all those boisterous

Order reigns the land

The contrast is unparalleled

Of bygone and current

Taken a hostage at their own expense

Are people in your empire

mein ne us se ye kaha
mein ne us se ye kaha

This I said unto him

cheen apna yar hai
us pe jan nisar hai
par wahan jo hai nizaam
us taraf na jaayio
us ko door se salaam
das crore ye gadhay
jin ka naam hai awaam
kia banain gsy hukmaran
tu!, tu!, tu! yaqeen hai ye gumaan
apni to dua hai ye
sadr tu rahe sada


China is the beloved chum

Precious than the dear life

But the setup that they run

Steer well clear of that

Without further ado, turn away

These hundred million asses

Which are named the masses

Naught deserve they to be a majesty

You alone are real; an image are they

All I plea for is

You remain President till eternity


mein ne us se ye kaha
mein ne us se ye kaha

This I said unto him

PS: The translation is mine, hence obviously lacks the same tanginess of flavour.

blue coupe rocks . . .