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Before The Draft Paper Starts To Decay..

There have been many activities in my school this year (emphasis on many), and I wanted to participate in almost all of them, sadly, I couldn’t. Even in a single one. I did try out for the English speech. I thought I was good, I know my speech was good. I did audition for it, and then motions attacked me. Motions, stomach aches plus head aches can really knock a person out of life, and the worse part is that they happen to me simultaneously. I did go for the first two auditions, and sadly on the final one I couldn’t attend school. Sigh. I call it fate. I tried to keep my speech understandable and using easy language, without using any words that might get a person to use a dictionary.

I still have the draft paper though, and sometimes when it’s night I keep reading it, maybe because I’m.. Still depressed about the speech competition ~3 weeks ago? Yeah I guess I’m prone to inferiority complex and depression. Here’s my speech anyways

Respected Elders, and fellow Schoolmates, Assalamu Alaykum! I, Ziad Shafi, am completely in favor of the topic and agree that ‘The World Today Is Driven By Greed And People Only Care For Themselves’. The world today is not the same as it was a decade ago. Now I’m not talking about modernisation and technology, but it’s our attitude and how it’s changing. This change is not positive, rather, one that will lead to the end of humanity. The world we live in today is empowered by greed, and we are slaves of arrogance.

Now in an year like 2010, if someone were to say that they actually cared for others and wanted to make a difference, it’s a straight lie. Greed has shaped humanity in sinister ways. An employee of a firm, for example, would be least bothered about framing his own co-worker just in order to get under the good graces of his boss.

I want you all to close your eyes and imagine.. Let’s go back to 1947. The people there, the people of Pakistan, well they were enthusiastic. They were ready to receive the refugees who, at that time had nothing at all with them; yet were welcomed by warm greetings. How about 1965. Everyone signed up for the military. They really were courageous people. They were ready to lay their lives down for our country’s sake. FOR US.

.. But where is that spirit now? We just want everything we lay our eyes on, and are interested in securing our interests instead of even THINKING about the welfare of others. Why do we turn a blind eye to the people of the flood? The flood victims you see everyday on your televisions, they have nothing with them. Nothing but hope. Hope that we will help them, sadly, half of us didn’t even try to do so.

For the people still oblivious and completely unaffected towards my speech, I have just the perfect proverb for them, that goes..

Greedy Eaters Will Dig Their Graves With Their Teeth.

Thankyou.

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Assessments!

Last week I was handed the date sheet of my first assessments this term, I shoved it in my table deep enough that I eventually forgot about them. I was chatting with my friend today morning and he brought up the topic of the assessments that are starting tomorrow. Somehow, I got rid of him quick enough, with the voices of my dad scolding me buzzing in my head. Since I was a child, dad always scolded me for getting bad grades until he finally etched it on me that bad grades is.. an omen. Unless it’s Urdu though. I always sucked in Urdu. And I always will. So today I had an archeological experience of digging out the date sheet from inside my table. Seriously, I feel for the archeologists. The date sheet went something like this. Assessments starting from Monday and the paper was once everyday. Islamiat, Geography, History, Biology, Chemistry, Maths, English, Physics, Add Maths and Urdu. MORE TENSION! How the !@$% should I study for Islamiat, Geography, History AND Biology, consecutively!? There’s just one answer to that~

Don’t.

Okay, study and use internet like normal.

Study and use wee amounts of internet.

I really really prefer the first option though. DAMN IT WHAT’S WITH MY SENSES?! I don’t want to study, and I want to get good grades. So hilarious :/Okay, coming back to the real world

You can kill me, but assessments don’t matter. No I’m not saying that lay back and ‘chill’ , but just don’t panic about them or you’ll blow yer head up. For real. Assessments are just to check whatever you’ve learned till now is of course, correct. There’s no such thing as failing unless you give a blank paper, and trust me you don’t want your parents seeing that very blank paper. What I mean is to study, give a break, don’t pressurize yourself and trust me, it’s as easy as cake! I don’t want to brag though, but I study for them for like just two to three hours. I never, NEVER study the subject more than a day before the paper (though it’s an old habit of studying for the assessments on the night before them, let’s just study for it also in the day. Not more, though). I don’t know about others, but it sure does help me cool off. Don’t get the feeling that you need to cut off using internet and go on cybernal-hibernation.

.. Though I seriously think my tips would only work if you at least have an interest in your studies.

Right now at 3am, I can do anything but study as my eyelids are begging me to roll down, I’ve kept them up too long and don’t even bother rechecking what I wrote above. Well I just.. typed it with an empty head being nailed by the devastating rays of my 19 inch monitor in a room that knew not tungsten nor tubelights, with the only thing keeping me awake is the minute amounts of caffeine in a cup of Green Tea. Hitting the bed as I hear Ace Of Base, I might just dream about Jenny and Linn Berggren tonight. Good Night!

Image Source: http://forum.belmont.edu/bfitbu/2009/04/burnt_out_from_studying.html

Hello Monsoon, You Ruined My Day.

Okay, this might not be COMPLETELY naked, still.

Okay, this might not be COMPLETELY naked, still.

Most of the time here in Pakistan, actually, about ninety-nine percent of the time, people’s miserable conditions and all their gloomy feelings are refreshed. No, rather, eradicated when it rains. Not about the fact that it hardly rains here, but due to the connection half of the citizens had with their ancestors, which were into farming. The rain cleanses our minds from all the hard feelings we have been bottling up, creating a pleasant atmosphere where sometimes even little children can be seen playing in the water with nothing on!

It was the fourth of July when the first spells of rain fell in Karachi, Pakistan. Yes, HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY YOU AMERICANS (not that I mean it though)!! The first thing that happened, as it usually does, is the electricity went out. If anyone here doesn’t know what that means, just ask. The second thing, which does NOT usually happen, is that my generator crashed. Awesome! No Wi-Fi, lights and even simple fans to work out in the hot season. I guess the only thing left on my mind was to go to my roof and snap a few photos and.. Upload them all on FACEBOOK with the description WOOHOO FIRST RAIN OF MONSOON 2010!! Yeah, we’re all facebook addicts :D


I took out my Sony DSC-H20 (did I need to mention this?) Camera, and went on to my roof, turned it on and guess what? The battery was low. A few shots and then the battery died. I tried to find my cellphone, until I remembered my dad would be using it for awhile :D What else? I just sat on a bench sucking my thumb soon rolling on the floor sweating and crying (too much exaggerated info).

Here’s what really happened:

I played football, broke my ankle.

I took out my SIM, and remembered I didn’t have a mobile.

There was no electricity for SEVEN HOURS.

My wet clothes got me a rash on my.. Butt.

I had a candle light dinner (good?)

I sat on the toilet seat, and- nevermind. XD

After waiting 7 hours on my roof with mosquitoes biting and sucking out my blood, MY BLOOD, The electricity finally came. Funny how it rained just 2 hours. I raced down with joy just to use the computer and how wrong could I be. The internet was down. I finally laid on my bed thinking how perfectly did the Monsoon knew to ruin my day.