Life's lessons and then some...
So thanks to some spammer - i had to close down this google account and have activated a new one - ill be changing the adress pretty soon - until then aloha!
im not going to say anything - because some mad ass will probably pump 26 bullets into my body while i have lunch...but to be very honest I do not know the full context of the law. Do I support it? I dont know. What I do support is what it written in the Quran and this is what it says:
"When ye hear the signs of Allah held in defiance and ridicule, ye are not to sit with them unless they turn to a different theme." [Qur'an 4:140]
"And when they hear vain talk, they turn away therefrom and say: "to us our deeds and to you yours; peace be to you." [Qur'an 28: 55]
"Hold to forgiveness, command what is right; but turn away from the ignorant." [Qur'an 7:199]
"Have patience with what they say, and leaves them with noble (dignity)." [Qur'an 73:10]
"And the servants of Allah . . . are those who walked on the earth in humility, and when the ignorant address them, they say 'Peace'" [Qur'an 25:63]
"Allah is with those who restrain themselves." [Qur'an 16: 128]
". . . But they uttered blasphemy . . . if they repent, it will be best for them, but if they turn back, Allah will punish them." [Qur'an 9:47]
"And if you punished, let your punishment be proportionate to the wrong that has been done to you; but if you show patience, that is indeed the best course. [Qur'an 16:126]
"The recompense for an injury is an injury equal thereto: but if a person forgets and makes reconciliation, his reward is due from Allah." [Qur'an 62:40]
"Twice will they be given their reward, for that they have persevered, (and) they avert evil with good." [Qur'an 28:54]
We sent not and Apostle but to be obeyed in accordance with the Will of Allah [Qur'an 4:64]
Say: I am no bringer of new-fangled doctrine . . . I follow but that which is revealed to me. [Qur'an, 56:9]
Obey Allah and obey the Apostle. [Qur'an 5: 95]
Obey Allah and obey the Apostle and those charged with authority among you. [Qur'an 4: 59]
this post is dedicated to MY people...
Very few people are blessed to have a perfect start to their careers, and even fewer are lucky enough to find friends on their team. I realized yesterday evening that I was blessed with both.
From 2006 till the end of 2008 my life was governed by the rollercoaster that most business students refer to as the booming telecom period. Mobilink had loads of competitors, there were price cuts left right and center, massive investment in Pakistans economy and possibly the highest ATLspend that Pakistani channels had ever seen. Heck, our group of five telcos are probably responsible for the birth and death of most channels that we see on our screens today. But during all this craziness, our humbling factor remained the brand team on mobilinks marketing floor.
Call it an orgy of sorts, but the amount of haywire talent that made up our team will possibly never be witnessed in any other department or any other team in ANY other company EVER again.
The great thing is we've all moved on since then - doing what we all want to do, at better schools and at better organizations. But for as long as we were there, nobody was better than us. Nobody was as crazy, as fun or as frustrated as we were. But we were the kings of our trade and boy did we have fun.
So Sadaf, Khurram, Saad, Sumera, Asad, Bano, Bassam, Noman, Akbar, Saud, Oogie, Fifi and Sobia - this ones for you - MY people. I only wish that we be all be lucky enough to work together again!
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Surprising isnt it? im probably one of the few islooites that you'll find commiting such blasphemy - but i cant help it!
When i come to Karachi I change. Im not the boring plan ditcher anymore. my uptight nature somehow disintegrates and a certain life fills a certain void that is usually left. Im more at ease, less stressed, and more lively - my alter ego per say. Heck Ive even started blogging again.
I love the hustle and bustle of this city. I love the lights, the attitude and the general liveliness in general. I love the people (ofcourse i have my certain favourites) the places, the sites and sounds...everything. But what I love most is the endearing quality of this city. This moshpit of cultures has this awesome tendency to rebound from even the most trying of times and come out on top.
Sure i know i will probably never settle here...but this city has played a huge part in making me the person i am today...and ill never forget that!
Karachi - I heart you!
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Aah, ramadan kareem, one of my favourite months of the year. A time to share, a time to meditate, a time to think about what went wrong and how to correct, to pause and ponder and plan.
Apart from the food bit another thing that ramadan kareem brings to light is the tradition of taraweeh - the daily prayers in which muslims tend to finish the Holy Quran. Being the overzealous muslim that I am, i love going for taraweeh. While there yesterday i noticed something that I have noticed ever since ive been saying my prayers in jamaat and its always bugged me.
If ever ure late, you have to continue the remaining rakat after the congrgational prayer is finished. Weve all been in that position sometime or another...but have u ever noticed how the people who finish on time with the congregation tend to look back at you? Its like their judging you for being late. The expressions tend to osscilate between 'woohoo, i beat you'..OR..'lookime - mein first aagaya'...till the more extreme 'you shall fry on a stick on the day of judgement.
And thats something i really dont appreciate. Namaz is not supposed to be a leverage for mass judgement, especially not in a jamaat and not in a masjid. I personally have never looked around when i finish my namaz, because i really dont care who came in later or before me. This is my space and my conversation with The Almighty, why should i spoil it by letting my mind wander?
The dilemma however remains, am i right about all these expressions or is it my over active and extreme-guilt-ridden-for-being-late mind doing all the crazy talk?
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Hmm...i know what you are thinking...frisky little thing isnt he...either he wont write, and when he does, his verbal diarrea knows no bounds...
But im standing at the airport(actually now im sitting in the plane flying somewhere over Sind) and i cant stop thinking about all that our airports signal in the social cycle that we tend to call our lives.
If a metroploitan is supposed to be a melting pot of cultures than an airport of the sites and sounds of a country - especially the passenger exit. You tend to see all sorts of emotions pouring out when the door of the arrival lounge flies open.
Think of this( and then you will realize why i tend to call them emotions rather than humans):
A businessperson walking out tired and stonefaced either met by his personal driver or his cabby, depending on whatever his destination is - the emotion will either be familiarity and relief or formality and a certain resignation that this new city will only bring another empty and boring hotelroom.
A family that has come to a funeral walking out of the arrivals section will try to hold a straightface until they see the affected and will start wailing with open abandon. Alternately the family make come for a happy ocasion either back home from a vacation or coming for a vacation and their expressions will tell you so. The kids will immediately go bonkers as soon as they see sunlight or a familar face, whichever comes first. The parents will as a function of their kids' behaviour will either be extremely embarrased at the reaction or extremely worried about their mental condition.
The list of emotions just goes on and on and on....and i guess thats what makes airports so fun for me. Except for the morning 7am flight ofcourse...that is just criminal!
Dont judge me. Not just yet. Not before u have hear everything i need to say.
Im sorry ive been away (not that too many people have noticed). Ive been busy and ive been ignoring my blogging duties. It not that I havent had anything to say, because everyday tends to bring out something that is worth writing about. Ive just been wrapped in so many things all at once that i never found time to blog.
Which brings me to my topic. I am a junkie...and im proud of it. People tend to call me a workaholic, and tend to question the fact that i sit late in office. Its unfortunate for my boss because God bless his soul, because people tend to think that hes a slavedriver that wants me to work late. That,fortunately (for me) or unfortunately(for him) is not true. My boss is one of the nicest guys i know (no i am not sucking up to him) and hes always asked me why i sit so late...and i always have the same answer because i like it.
Its not that im always working. Or maybe i am(although im pretty sure the net takes up more than half of that time). However my late sittings are just mostly dedicated to additional reading, learning new things, new trends, new researches..basically almost anything and everything there is to learn about the field.
I have no clue why i started this post and so since im about to boomerang on a tangent ill just stop here for the moment.
Aloha!
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