Urban Confession

Believe me, when we look at this word, all our nerves energizes. I used to love the work anonymous few days ago. Be it a prank from a known friend or comment from a good old friend. But now, this word doesn't attract me much. You would be asking why? Mostly people use this 'unidentified identity' to fool people around. This could be getting a sms friend from a known friend pretending to be a girl/boy respectively. Once it so happen to me that a friend of mine played prank in the name of 'Malaika'. Well as a matter of fact I do not know any person by that name. But why do people scare or rather prefer to be undisclosed. Be it a comment, or be it any thing which could be said directly to the other person. Once I received an anonymous comment stating the following thing.     " Your blog is the worst I've ever read. Day by day it's getting horrible. WTF is this ." Well to be true. When I compare my blog with that of others it's really no where ...

Coincidence , when we think of this particular word, we usually have a belief that these instances are rare and happen rarely. If some time we deliberately do thing to some body, so surprise them or some thing like that, we just say that " it's just a coincidence ". Well few days ago, things happen to me. And as a matter of fact, they were purely co-incidental. I was delighted because it did happen at the pinch of the second. Now let me brief you about these instances. Co-incidence No 1: The Practical Exam were done, and we went out to a popular MALL (City Center) to have some good food as a part of celebration (I really do not wanted to go, but I had to because all my friends were going ). Ok let me come to the point. I had CAT Classes on the same day that was the reason I didn't wanted to go, because I would have become tired and couldn't concentrate during class hours. Since another friend of mine has some personal work we left early and missed all the fun whic...

I was googling through the War which took place in December 4, 1971 between India and Pakistan, but to my astonishment the net dosen't really have much information about what exactly took place and what was people in Pakistan thinking about India. It's just the matter of Curiosity because history could really be a piece of cake,atleast for people like me. Upon through and hardcore Googling I found a blog which have the digitized copy of Pakistan's "THE DAWN".The Head lines Clearly created a false impression to the people of Pakistan. These were the last days of united Pakistan. Click here to know more, as i really do not want to steal the blog's material. Finally, I'm no man to speak about any nation. Every one is aware of history, and the rest is explained in the above blog.

This blog came after a lot of time gap as I'm no more a free Bird :( This blog lights up the experiences which I gained which includes mixed emotions. I've always been and will be part of extra-curricular activity and I was one among the organizing committee of RAPTURE09 ( It's my college cultural organized every year ) Though I was the part of the same last year, this year it gave me a completely new experience. Initially I was very enthusiastic and went on creating a website giving away my blood, I was later on not even given two words of appraisal. All the hard work which I put on was a mere waste. I realized that there might be two reason, either people are jealous of me or they think that it isn't up to their standard. What ever the reason might be, I learnt to praise other, and I came to know a good think about me is that, I only criticize if I can help that other guy. Unlike those guys with aren't involved with that work in any way and started giving of their...

I'm a person now who has lived 2 decades in this world, and at this point of time I feel like hell. Few reason for this. ·          Responsibilities ·          Doesn't want to become old ·          Guilty of still dependent on parents Yes you got the third point right. It's the guilt which is hovering in my mind. More than any thing else(including the first two points). The question of earning arises in my mind every now and then. My mind just goes the ‘Rachel' way, like what she did. Like what every one was doing. I feel abased of myself. There are few plans but there is no proper start up. I'm now full of emotion. I cannot concentrate on any where else except this. I get inspired from some one, from none other than my dad. He struggle a lot, a struggle which none could imagine. None would have lasted long. I want new venture. A life where I become role model for someone. At least for my son !!!

I was doing randomly some thing in Photoshop and I created this  Well I must say you that I wasn't actually thinking to make this but it just happened. This is the reason I'm blogging this post because many time I feel that while blogging about some thing I finally land up writing about topic which has no link with the original title. This can be handy some time but can be troublesome most of the time. Assume that while you're doing some important work and this bizarre thing happens, your boss abashes you telling you that you're fit for nothing. Some time even while driving you'll feel that you're in your own dream world with random thoughts hovering your mind. You might end up with an accident if you so not control your thoughts. For me it's creativity, that's how when a Music Composer wins Oscar and when asked “ how did you created it ?”, he'll say “ it just happened while I was thinking of some thing else ”. Strange world isn't i...