Yes, its packup time. Shifting to another location in ISB. Was looking for accomodation. But searching for a good enough and economical place in ISB is a nightmare. Sometimes the agents blast the deal and sometimes the landlord. It is tiring and at the same time challenging! With most of the landlords greedy enough to [...]
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Packup time – Bk to Edge service for internet
Posted in Life, myself on September 6, 2008 | 2 Comments »
This is hilarious
Posted in Life on December 18, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
http://www.dawn.com/2007/12/18/letted.htm#11 This gave me a good laugh after a long time. Cheers.
The Bagh story continues
Posted in Karachi, Life on March 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So the day finally came when I took my elder one to the newly opened park. To my surprise there is provision for parking for the visitors. But strangely no entrance to the park from the parking area. You have to walk all the way back to the entrance (too steep for walking) of parking [...]
How many more victims?
Posted in Karachi, Life, Pakistan, Politcs on January 28, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Yes.. how many more lives of innocent people shall we forgo before we have some peace around us. How much more time do we require before our children can play around safely in streets, families move around with no fear being robbed, kidnapped, or even shot by a stray bullet not meant for them. Muharram [...]
Candle In The Wind
Posted in Life on December 26, 2006 | 1 Comment »
The following was printed in one of the local news papers few days back. Feelings, words of love and what not for husband from his wife who departed some months back. They simply touch you deep down in your heart. – This December my husband, would celebrate his 68th birthday. I have lit a candle for [...]
Me and Hammad
Posted in Life, Personal on December 24, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
For the past couple of weeks, I have noticed a change in his behaviour. This has, as i believe, pre-dominantly been the fact because of my attitude towards him and the time spent with him. My evenings and late nites had been occupied by evening courses and then coming back home tired from the days [...]
