God! save this Blog

In these days, I am in such kind of axciety that I want to kill all stupid beings around, to break every thing (of others') and to delete this blog too. I want to scream out looouuuddd.....can I slap her at least?

Can anyone advise me how to get rid of this axciety?

Valentine Day Special

First of all, I would like to share my views regarding celebrating Valentine Day. I think that this is a useless practice to stupidly celebrate a specific day as a love day. People waste their precious money on buying chocolates, perfumes and flowers, which are purposely held more expensive on valentine day. Girls and boys look more stupid wearing red color. Public parks and other spots remain packed the whole day. Everyone is caught smiling and laughing without any reasons, damned. People do not celebrate any religious fiesta with this enthusiasm. Damn what the hell it is? All rubbish, all crap, and my views would remain same until and unless some one asks me for valentine. Hehehe…..how cheap I am :D

Today was same ordinary day at least for me. I heard some of my shokhay and ochhay colleagues wishing each other. Most of them were wearing red ties and one was even in red shirt. It was the height of stupidity.

My neighboring section has an intern these days. (Although B got furious when I wished her “Mubarik ho tumharay intern hua hai” hahahaha she was about to shoot me). Anyhow that intern (I don’t know his name) was asking B few days back:
Him: Madam from where we can get earrings.
B: what?
Him: I mean earrings……(he murmured some thing).
B: what are you saying? (Her loud voice left him more confused)
Him: Madam woh……I mean…….ye earrings kiya hutay hein?
(She threw such a glance like she was going to slap him on his meek knowledge).
B: ju ears mai pehantay hein unko earings kehtay hein (she chewed each word).

He looked B unbelievingly and then slapped himself on his head. He got so much embarrassed that he sat for more than an hour in bowing position.

B was on leave. And others of her section were in a meeting. My telephone set had some problem, not working properly. I went to B’s section for making two or three immediate calls. My eagled eyes saw a big bag which was put left side of the desk. It was not like of closed bag. I did not try to investigate. It was itself inviting me openly to search what’s in it. Ok that’s bad to see others’ personal stuff but it was all opened like khuli ketab. I just saw a little white teddy bear, a pack of chocolate, something in envelope and a red wrapping paper. I did not see any other thing except these few. The confused internee was going to celebrate his valentine day. Almost all staff members are married and they teased him a lot when he tried to slip quietly. So gee best of luck to him. I hope her valentine would have liked the earrings.

Of course this is for me:

Nose vs tears

Your nose starts running when you try to control your tears.

Can money compensate a human loss?

A question remains unanswered whenever I hear the amount of compensation money, which the Govt. announces as the after match of any bomb blast.

The Govt. announced that Rs. 5 lacs would be given to the people killed in the D.G. Khan Bomb Blast and Rs. 75,000/- for all injured. Can this money do any thing for the families of deceased people? Can this tiny amount cure the injured people?

The country which is heading a severe economic crisis, where value of money is at its lowest level and inflation at its highest level, what type of miracle would this compensation money bring in the lives of effectees? Can an economy that is already running on borrowed money afford such amounts?

I am not against the compensation money, the effected families surely need money to face this unexpected calamity at that moment. But giving compensation money and then forget them for the rest of their live are certainly heinous. Keep in mind; most of the injured people lost their limbs in such bomb blasts (due to the special ingredients of home made bombs). They have to die with every single day.

In a country where bomb blasts occur like earthquakes (like in Turkey), keeping in view the uncertainty and uncontrollability of both, there would have been established a Special Task Force to rehabilitate the effected people and their families. Govt should start establishing special centres where effected people should be treated helpfully.

Govt. should start Special Education and Employment Programs for bomb blast effectees. There should be Special Quotas in the schools/colleges and in jobs for their children. I heard that many govt. departments offer jobs to the kids of effected people. The practice should be further extended to the non-government employees also. Giving compensation money would not gonna work, Govt. should adopt constructive measures to combat this growing phenomenon. Most importantly, there should be a transparent system for the funds disbursement in this context.

Am I proposing another department for the Govt. where it can easily and directly suck more blood of public? Ahhh……..

I think I should stop day dreaming now.

Grabbed

After months' brain storming, I think I have finally reached to the right end. I pray to Allah, if I am on the wrong way, kindly show me the right one. Ameen.

The unsaid words

Don't know what to write and what not. There are so many things in my mind, so many ideas, so many unspoken words. But I could not understand how to give them life. Life? yes life, unsaid words are meaningless and lifeless. They get life and meaning when are spoken or heard. Sometimes unsaid words are kinda relief for you but they tear you apart when are spoken mercilessly.