Its DONE!!

That line says a lot considering the things I have been busy with lately….REALLY busy with…to be truthful…

My MS….ITS DONE….yes people Umar Pirzada is longer a simple BCS from FAST….with a few extra credits hanging around…this Umar Pirzada is now a qualified…Masters in Computer Science…from FAST…

For those people who know how tough it was…thank you for supporting me and believing in me…and for those people who “dont” know how tough it was ….ask the people who know…heheh…

Other than I have been running around the city with medical checkups and dental checkups and photocopies and photographs and what not….its nothing serious … its all linked up with a news which I ll post about soon….smarter people can realize what this might be all about but…please dont put it in a comment…I will delete any guesses on the topic….in order to save my upcoming BIG NEWS post hehehe….

For now Eid is Coming up….am headed to my hometown SUKKER…to celebrate EID with my family…a welcome change amongst a tough few months….The new year holds big things for me and my family and do pray that all goes well…

WISHING ALL THE VISITORS OF THIS BLOG…a HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR and EID MUBARAK….cheers 🙂

Rain Fall

Contributed by: Sadaf Shaikh on 4th Aug 2003 at http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/thepointofview

This poem I dedicated to the neem tree in front of my house which made me write it.

Rain Fall

Pouring rain. Rings of water spread over reality’s surface.
A Neem tree protrudes like a bright globe of stubborn light.–
Green bloom static in a hearth of evolving summer downpour.

The sky flows like crude paper pulp. A documentary evidence
of the humidity collected in the Neem flowers’ petals.–
Like a static surge the rain streaks an indistinct image of life.

The throb of rain upon hard surface surmounts the house shapes.
Their windows beckon all light like black holes of a lost reality.–
Everything reduced and disassembled inside this soaked sphere.

Why does he just lie there…

Umm…why do u just lie there….? Hey get up buddy….come on its me….your best buddy in the world….wanna go out someplace…walking?…I am fresh arent you…..? Hey look at me….I am doing so much now….I am pretty much done with my Masters Degree… amazing right? Hey get up na….please? …..sigh…..I am doing a job also yeah….5 years now…your Umar…little one…working and making a difference….hehe I know you are happy even if you don’t smile…even if you dont even change an expression….

Umm…yeah and I have more ambitions and lots to do also….I am gonna make a difference in this world… and I remember what you told me….ITS BETTER to be a better person…always…..I am gonna be that……cool right…..ummm get up na please….just walk with me for a while….

umm…hmm…ummm……HEY its the full moon….hehe you love it dont you….come on dont tell me even a full moon wont get you up….hey you even kept one of your daughters name…on the moon….remember?…Mahtab….remember ?

Remember …how you told me the values in life by distributing the mango pieces exactly equally amongst us all….hehe…you dont…I DO…I remember everything…oh great one….I remember how you slapped that building guard just because he lied once….. I feel that slap just as i am about to lie….some things are learnt the hard way….

I remember how you taught me how to do things by myself….be independent….do things by your own hand…remember? Hey wake up na…please….umm just for a while….I got so much to tell….I got stories….umm….

Your Umar has grown up so much…..I am married and have a lovely daughter…I named her Mahnoor….as in The light of the MOON…all inspired from you…doesnt that make you get up and hug me? I want to be told how to do my job as a father better….who will tell me?

Hey you taught me how to play cards remember…those long weekend nights we had….endless games….I ve become a cheeta (expert) on cards hehhee….umm…hey….hey you….I am talking to you….umm…pretty please …Hey I am really really missing you…….umm….

You haven’t moved since I passed matric and entered a college and yeah hehe I remember….You told me right when I passed my Matric….that how your job is done…You said …oh I so remember….you said….NOW I CAN GET A JAMADAR’s position which is the lowest paid goverment job…hehe…well I actually got a job much better than that….I got lucky and studied at the best university in Karachi….amazing right?….I am on a good career path…because of you…

Come on get up see me now na….umm…missing…you….what’s so good in this stillness haan? Dont you wanna see me? Dont you wanna talk to me? Dont you care anymore? Dont you wanna take an early morning walk hheheh where we get fruits fresh from trees? Don’t you? Dont you wanna go to Cantt station and get yogurt….just yogurt…with sugar …even after the doctor said…NO SUGAR? I ll let you have sugar 😉 promise….no one would know….come on grandpa…sigh….I guess you cant help…it…sigh…

Love you Nana Saieen…

Just missing my grandpa today…really bad…he was my mentor….

Dreams

Contributed by: Mishal Saeed on 25th Aug 2003 at http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/thepointofview

“I have a dream”…a thought provoking statement…like…the subject clicked the most….I just got thinking and it reminded me of a discussion I had with my friends in my early college life..:)

A friend used to ask this…what actually a dream is? or what exactly it is…?, I mean when one says I have a dream..or it will be a dream come true…what does it mean really?

Anything which we desire? or like…anything which is a fantasy n far away from reality? or …
the ambition of life….? We had a funky discussion I remember…

At that period of time it seems…dreams are all thatwe have….and truthfully….even today I am with the same opinion..:)

Going with the flow….coping up with the theories like survival of the fittest etc…,all materialism, bad expereinces, … managing the rat race in life….sometimes I wonder ,what actually were the dreams that I had back then?….

We have to be logical about life also but it often creates a monotony…doesn’t it?

So we should dream once in a while also…those dreams which we used to dream…and want to dream about but due to any logical reason or for the reason of being too practical we often ignored them…

And again a Dream is a phenonmenon of how one defines it…so people…lets talk of our dreams….

When I say “Take care of your dreams…” where does this line lead you?

Lets share the dreams…How exactly do u take them….to what extent do u believe in them…

Majid Amjad, the famous urdu poet wrote poetry and one of his work is my inspiration…entitled

Hum Khuwab Faroshon Say Koyee Khuwab Khareedey!
(translation: Somebody should buy Dreams from us Dream-Sellers)

Added on to by: Umar Pirzada on 26th Aug 2003 at http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/thepointofview

Khwab wohi pooray karat hain jo unhen dekhat hain….hheheh… (LAGAAN if anyone remembers) meaning Dreams are achieved only by those who see/have them in the first place…no dream means no dream achievement…

Anyway….my dreams have always been a huge part of my life..because…i m a dreamer yes….but the true me the one I want to be is the one who works towards making them reality and with time I feel I am getting to be someone who thinks reality more, who tries to make his dreams close to real or am becoming someone who dreams more real hehehe…..

Dreams always let you move on to a bit away from real life…and its very important to dream… just because it makes you realize the uniqueness of life and monotony stays away….even when there is monotony, its just our perspective of not beinga ble to realize how every moment is different from the…..previous….The Creator is Great….

How SMALL is this world really?

I was just having a talk yesterday with a guy who was one batch junior to me….out of nowhere we were talking about kids and he said how is dad was so emotional about little kids….in fact he got real emotional after he was a Prisoner of War (POW) back in 1971…and I was like…so was my dad…

We went on and on, and finally came to the conclusion that there is a big possibility both our dads were WAR MAtes…heheh….I immediately gave a call to my dad and asked him do you know a certain Mr. AQK and he said…yes that name rings a bell…was he in the navy….yes he was….and I was like WOW!!!

The war was a tough tough time for people like my Grandmother…who didnt know any news about my Dad as to where was he? when would he be back? will he be back?

Hence the POWs spent 2 years together playing bridge, getting close to religion through all the torture…and pain…and also through a tunnel making situation which was eventually unsuccessful because of an internal leak….some people might call that adventure…but I think those people would never want it back there….

Anyway…before I really go off-topic…that guy went on and told me a weird situation of 3 weddings he attended on one night and at every wedding….he met 3 other people …who were there on all 3 weddings as well…so basically there were 4 people attending 3 weddings that night and at every wedding there would be a new network that connected….

Funny eh? 4 people who knew each other from before on…met on 3 weddings on the same night through different business/family/friends networks….so How small is this world really? Too small I should say….suffocating at times…