tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55375372011-04-22T05:14:35.779+05:00Aap Beeti ... My Thoughts ... My Beliefs ... My Actions ... My Life ... My Opinions ... My Feelings ... Things that happen to me, my city, my country and the world. Sometimes I can be verbose or unreasonable or both and also tiresome. Sometimes I am just a big dull dud. At other times I am just a smashing hit. So keep up and enjoy the ride. Feel free to drop me a line.aalahazrathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14753159819192103561noreply@blogger.comBlogger601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5537537.post-1108838434414369612005-02-19T23:37:00.000+05:002005-02-19T23:40:34.416+05:00

For your viewing pleasure.Karachi MetroBlog

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I passed the C.S.S. Examination.

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I got accepted as Management Trainee at Standard Chartered Bank Pakistan.

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Over the last one year I have nurtured a growing dislike of Karachiites. Today while driving back from work I realized something. The extreme level of violence and uncertainty and the complete collapse of society in the 80s and 90s that Karachiites have to live through has managed to destroy their souls. Whenever we pass a snap judgement saying that people from Karachi are not trustworthy or

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Today I went to the office of the PIIA (Pakistan Institute of International Affairs) for an interview. After a very long time I saw people, in a Pakistani office, working for the sake of work, not for the sake of money. As of today I believe in Pakistan yet again.

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Why don't people listen to you when you tell them that you do not infact want to buy the world's best detergent? Why don't people listen to you when you tell them that you dont have any cash and hence can't give any to you?

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Why is there noone who can speak proper English while everyone is trying to speak a very very very wrong version of the language? Why is there noone who can speak proper Urdu while everyone is trying to speak a very very very wrong version of the language?

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Why are there no roads in Karachi? Why are there dusty mud caked tracks in this city that cars have to move about on?

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Why do people think that they can cross the road under a footbridge and then yell at me for not stopping for them? Why do people honk their horns when I am stopping at a red light and they are behind me?

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Why does everyone want to get money, clean or dirty, so they can get a house in Defence and show off their wealth? Why doesnt life in any other neighbourhood seem respectable to the citizens of this extremely undereducated nation?

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If you happen to see my passport you will see that I have an exit stamp from QAU International Airport, Karachi on 03 - 06 - 2004 and an entry stamp from Malik Abdul Aziz Airport, Jeddah on 03 - 06 - 2004. In other more simpler words. I went to Saudi Arabia on the 3rd of June 2004. Like all of my other international trips to different parts of the world this was an interesting trip. Much better

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I have been in Karachi since my graduation from GIKI in May 2003. During this period of one year the city has been very peaceful. The wounds of the horrible violence in the city during the 80s and the 90s had healed. The scars were still there. People had begun to come out of their houses during even in the late hours because a certain feeling of calm had spread all over the side. Under that

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It was only logical for me to post about "Town Planning" after discussing "Architecture" in my previous post. As always I would love to hear your points of view about that I am writing. Whether you agree or disagree or you want to add something. I would love to hear alternate or additional things. So dont hesitate to comment. I have lived a large portion of my adult life in Karachi, Islamabad

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I have been noticing one thing about Karachi for the last few days. Noticing, contemplating, understanding and analysing. I have been in the car a lot for the last few days and have been to most different parts of the city for one reason or the other. It is the architecture, the architectural trends and the architectural philosophy in the city. I was seeing two things. The architecture based on

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I once read in a book that South Asian cities have a certain feeling. The heat, humidity, noise and the crowds keep everyone at an edge. Tempers are kept at the tip of boiling over. This gives South Asian cities the feel of a virtual tinderbox ever ready to explode. Sporadic outbursts of unrest from time to time are a way of things in South Asian cities. This is further accentuated by the

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We all have a certain image of our cities. There are "urban markers" on every inch of the urban environment. Just as rural environments have markers that do not change in considerable amounts of time. Urban markers may be that certain roads have certain specific trees on them. Like the tree in the middle of the road near Karachi's City Raliway Station / Junction. Certain turns have certain shops

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During my studies for the CSS I came across an interesting online encyclopaedia. Wikipedia. It had articles on too many things but they all lacked a lot of depth. Then suddenly I saw a link and after a little research I learnt that anyone can make changes to the articles on the encyclopaedia. Then I learnt that different language versions exist. Then I learnt that anyone can edit any of the

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Woe on those who do not indulge in the regular study of history. They miss a thing as beautiful as the break of dawn or the setting of the sun over the sea.

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It seems as if its been a LONG time since I blogged. So I will now start blogging regularly. At least more than before.

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I was thinking about the divisions of power in a country across the levels of government. Federation, Province, District, Tehsil, Union. Pakistan is supposed to be a federation with the barest minimun of powers being given to the Federation and the residual powers to the provinces. Is this right? Where are the powers of the still lower levels? And how many should they have? Are we democratic

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First of all Hind is the name of South Asia, India, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Nepal, Sri Lanka, Bhutan and Maldives. Its most appropriate English word seems to be India. So When I say India ... The whole region and not just the state of India are involved. I love history. I love reading old and new history books in whatever time I get. There is a certain charm in the ebbs and the flows of this huge

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To start off with the usual Urdu and English translation of this topic is not entirely correct. A Khaandani Aadmi is not actually what you call a Bourgeoisie. A Khaandani Aadmi is someone who has about 5-6 generations of middle or upper class family background roughly speaking. I know I know. This is a topic that does touch on a severe ancient pattern of thought. But I cannot help but neglecting

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Well to be honest I have realized that it is a western concept. At least in the way that it is portrayed and taught to us. This is a concept that can work very well in the nation states of europe with very high literacy rates, huge middle classes, industrialized societies and 200 year old history of democracy. But look at the third world. We dont have nation states here. There are huge ethnic

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First of all Ramazan Mubarak and Eid Mubarak. What level of government control is OK ? Communism Vs Capitalism. That is the debate of the future. Specially in Pakistan. With the coming of the Industrial revolution and also the Post Industrial stage to some parts of Pakistan. The issue surfaces again. Wealth being concetrated in too few hands. The rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer

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Aadab o Tasleemat I would love to get comments on this post that I am about to write. I have been thinking a lot about what is the best system of government. Care should be paid to the usage of the word 'best' and not the word 'perfect'. This is because I have come to think that there are no perfect systems of government. Just some systems that work well in their own time and age. But like all

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Aadab o Tasleemat I am back. Finally! Well I was very busy preparing for CSS. Now I am going to make out some time for myself. So I will keep on blogging in the future but I think usually about once or twice a week. Have fun and enjoy. Khuda Hafiz O Nasir Khair Andesh Aala Hazrat

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aadab o tasleemat well my internet connection was down half of the last week ... my homes electricity was cut half of the last week ... the city has received record rainfall ... the city has had a complete breakdown of its transportation systems ... the city has a complete breakdown of its communication systems ... the city has a complete breakdown of its electricity systems ... the city has a

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aadab o tasleemat well there is one thing i noticed. women are the embodiment of beauty, grace, gentleness and homeliness. wujood e zan say hay tasveer e kainat main rang through the presence of the female the colour permeates through the canvas of life i saw how i kept the house and how in one day my mother and sisters have kept it. aurat zindabad! long live women! it is very important for

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aadab o tasleemat well i think the title tells it all ... except for studying like hell and preparing ... i am doing nothing else ... family moved in today ... settled a lot of things ... finally looks like home ... and well unfortunately i dont have a lot to share with you ... except maybe this .. this is what i am listenign to right now ... it is mehdi hasan hamari sanson main aaj tak woh

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aadab o tasleemat first post where the top two words were the same ... so it was wonderful day ... it was rainy ... it was windy ... it was overcast ... ahh the beauty of weather ... wonderful and romantic weather ... well it was so bautiful that i went for a long long walk ... in the middle of which some illiterate uneducated moronic buffon splashed me with a lot of water ... so i had to walk

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aadab o tasleemat wow. wow. wow. i had to get friends to move and clean. worked all day. didnt do anything of note. tired as hell. moved about one tonne of furniture. i am dead tired right now. what is it with women and their being weaker. also what is it with women and their friends being useless. why is it what when we have house moving the guys have to work. and yes if there arent enough

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aadab o tasleemat our stuff just came from quetta ... so we are going to clean the house and decorate it now ... currently we are at our mamoo's (maternal uncle) house ... so i went over to our house ... cleaned it ... man is it hell ... cleaning that is ... you have to clean everthing in a room ... everything ... it kills you ... it is so so so so so hard ... i mean try cleaning the fans and

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aadab o tasleemat it was raining all day yesterday ... after the aandhi (storm) ... it rained all day ... i was in karachi for the summer last year and it did not rain this much in three months that it did in this one month ... the monsoon have been heavy on karachi ... very heavy ... it is a mixed plate ... it is good as well as bad ... good because the weather gets wonderful ... bad because

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aadab o tasleemat 100 visits to my page ... thank you guys ... i cant believer there are people out there who are actually reading all this ... khuda hafiz o nasir khair andesh

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aadab o tasleemat interesting and long day ... very long ... well i went with my cousin to his college ... it was a long and VERY eventful journey there ... then it was a long and VERY eventful journey back ... interesting actually ... well i got up early ... that is about 11 am ... actually i was woken up by my cousin who was up and was feeling bored ... i killed him and buried him in the back

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aadab o tasleemat i never thought that itll be so easy ... it just took me about 3 hours ... but it was easier than i thought ... i was told to go talk to mr b and then c and then d ... i met with 5 people ... let me drive you through it ... i went to the customer support sentre of ptcl(pakistan telecommunication corporation limited) which is pakistans only telecom company ... so we dont have a

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aadab o tasleemat i hate office work ... not the work that you do ... the work that you need done ... in pakistan ... all work for which you have to go to an office ... specifically all work for which you have to go to a government office is hell ... it is meant to break you up so you have to pay to get the thing done ... sux like hell and i am not used to it at all ... i do not snivel infront

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aadab o tasleemat well i think i am succeding in my efforts to be a human after all ... i didnt snap at anyone today ... or anything of the sort ... everything went wonderfully today ... ammi(mom) made me an excellent lunch ... thank you ammi (mom) ... after that i settled in for tv ... after that ... come blog reading ... nice nice nice ... went for a walk ... interesting ... karachi is VERY

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aadab o tasleemat people have different tastes ... people have different personalities ... people have different ways of spending their time ... i for one like to spend it reading or writing ... until the internet came by about 4 years ago the only way of doing that was books ... i had a HUGE collection of books of all types ... the biggest shocker now ... i love history ... i love geography .

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aadab o tasleemat whoa whoa whoa ... i just read my last few posts ... :) ... WOW !!! ... man i am an emotional and sensitive person ... well no need to get shocked ... at times i tend to get carried away while blogging ... one of the reasons that i had to shift to a new blog ... well what i said is past me ... so ill see ya all on yer bloggs ... till then ... khuda hafiz o nasir khair andesh

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aadab o tasleemat i am a horrible horrible person ... the worst part is i know it ... and so does everyone else who ends up living with me ... well i am very very rude ... i dont want to be but i am ... i know before during and after i am being rude that i am extremely rude ... but i cant stop ... before i do something like i this i decide i wont do it again ever ... while i am being rude i tell

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aadab o tasleemat i was giving an online quiz when i saw an extremely interesting question ... are the businessman and the manufacturer are more important than the writer and the artist ??? well i dont know the answer ... personally id say they are equally important ... i cannot undermine the importance of either ... it is a very interesting question ... which will we have to choose ... the

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aadab o tasleemat i would like to apologize for my extremely long posts ... i would like to apologize for my unreasonable attitude ... i would like to apologize for my sometimes strange views ... i would like to apologize for my rude remarks if any ... please please please forgive me ... and please please please still keep reading my blog ... this post was made because i suddenly realized i

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aadab o tasleemat OH MY GOD ! OH MY GOD ! OH MY GOD ! MARRIAGE PHOBIA ! COMMITMENT PHOBIA ! LACK OF FREEDOM PHOBIA ! LACK OF SPACE PHOBIA ! SHARING LIFE PHOBIA ! on and on and on ... etcetra etcetra etcetra ... someone just commented on my post about marriage and why i am afraid of it ... well i was so excited that i didnt read her whole comment ... i got so excited that i thought she was

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aadab o tasleemat one of the few truly useful human inventions in the 10,000 years of civilization ... one the the few things that are capable of changing a human life ... one of the few things that are capable of producing pleasure and happiness in a person ... one of the few inventions that can actually affect the human condition ... personally i am very effected by music ... when listening

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aadab o tasleemat dinner with family is nice ... a very different experience ... after life on campus ... after those hurried trips home when i was a guest ... dinner with family was nice ... now i am having dinner at home but i am not a visitor ... i am a part of the group on the table ... it seems so nice to belong and to be belonged to ... as usual the topic of my marriage came up ... about

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aadab o tasleemat i am thinking about changing the format of my blogs ... from now there will be two types of posts ... one will relate to my personal life ... the others will be about my thoughts ... so itll make it easy for me to organize my posts ... khuda hafiz o nasir khair andesh aala hazrat

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aadab o tasleemat living in a city is very different ... it is very different from living in a village ... it is very different from living in a rural campus area ... it is very different from living in a town ... and it is very different from living in a small city like islamabad ... especially when it is such a large city like karachi ... 11 million people ... wow ... well the sheer number of

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aadab o tasleemat family ... people who you spend your life with ... people whose lives are enmeshed with yours ... people who will think of your good before theirs ... people who will go out of the way to interfere in your life just so that it will get better ... people who will love you for who you are ... no matter what you are ... people who you will not know how much you love until you have

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aadab o tasleemat i love breakfast ... i simply love that meal ... well in all honesty i love eating ... i am a mixture of a glutton and gourmand ... i like to eat ... it is a passion for me ... but amongst all the meals and all the things that those meals are made up of i like breakfast the most ... it is so fresh and alive ... just like the morning time ... fresh and crisp as an apple and

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aadab o tasleemat there is something about rainy weather ... well in south asia the monsoon rains and the ensuing weather is thought of as very romantic and sensuous ... well it sortof is ... i caught a glimpse yesterday ... it was extremely cloudy and rainy ... i was alone at home ... i missed benig with someone ... it wasnt the usual longing to be with someone ... it was something more ...

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aadab o tasleemat i just experienced something for the first time in my life. i verbal fight with a female servant. interesting experience. very interesting. in our society men do not talk to or fight with the female servants but sometimes a mans gotta do what a mans gotta do. when they clean your monitor screen with greasy things and the monitor is dirty you have to fight. also when you tell

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aadab o tasleemat it is very hard to spend time with people you dont know ... actually let me change the spend time part to hang out ... so it is very hard to hang out with people you dont know ... they have a different sense of humour ... you dont know what they think like and what they might get offended by ... they are all talking about things half of which you dont understand ... me ... i

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aadab o tasleemat there is one thing that i see ... the traffic on the the streets of a country or city tells you a lot about the people ... basically the traffic is that representation of the people ... the way the traffic moves it shows you how the peoples minds work ... over here it is very common to squeeze between two cars ... to speed up to idiotic levels ... to try to change lanes as

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aadab o tasleemat it rained a lot in karachi today ... wonderful actually ... rained much much more that it usually rains ... since morning till noon continuously ... and it was very heavy rain as well ... after that weather is wonderful ... all cloudy and cooler than before ... i have shifted to computer so that i can sit besides the window ... karachi is wonderfully windy so i am sitting in

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aadab o tasleemat ... finally i see my posts coming back ... good for me ... well things are hard as hell here ... at times it seem very important that you have someone who you can be totally honest with ... someone who you can tell everything and just be able to talk to ... but then again there is one problem ... by the time you get that close to someone you really really start to care about

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well i hope this one gets through ... because it is so hard doing this ...

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well i am finding it hard to keep updating this ... as i loose it as times ...

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aadab o tasleemat well i was watching a lot of tv for the last few days ... it is strange how you like some programs but not others ... right now i caught a program ... a pakistani comedy program ... it was the worst piece of crap ever ... well basically when i think about comedy it has a lot to do with satire ... comedy in our society isnt complete without a lot or satire at least that is what

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20030702 Finally shifted to this new blog ... the old one was VERY depressing after all the things that i had written on it ...

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