[Gul's ~ A Book with the Fragrance of a Flower]

Yesterday: In Finance’s class Faisal took Hobnob’s cake on account of his B’day to distribute, when he offered a bigger one piece to our noteworthy teacher who is famous because of his funny blend of punjabi mix accent. He first cut it some and took a bite in a way that literally half part of that dark chocolate cake had got hanged on the edge of his mostaches, that was potraying him so much funny and which was remain untouched till 15 minutes while that we all girls have inserted 20 yards of our dupattaas into our mouths to block unbearable laughter and guys were continiously giggling like a maniac. Even all that he didnt got a clue that something is wrong with him.

Today: A BiG thanx to Umemz for saving my heart nearest water bottle from stealing which works as a true symbol of my identity around the whole university campus. If I would put its pic here so all of you would get really confuse in first that either is it water bottle or Season Canola’s recent oil packaging, hahahaha…! Saamia throw it to me when I came out after OB’s class with a notification that I should catch and thanx to Umem, even then I [The Miss Forgetfull] did atleast a 20 mins chit chat after that with her in cafe without conveying my humble thanx to her. So here it is my Umemooooooo =).

There was something more I’ad collected but always it happens that all get swept when I push the button of “Creat a Post”. So there’s all for now.

Ammi is leaving tonight for UK to bhai.

Life would be miserable without her over my expectations.

Allah is indeed gracious to make my naani’s presence while my mother’s absence.

Otherwise I think I must had to drop this semester to escape from the world.

My throat is becoming more painfull, flue is the first red signal from now.

Mudassir is too not feeling well, he is suffering from serious diarrhea at the moment. “Uss ki Achi Sehat kay Liay Dua Karain”.

Thanks buddies like Asma, Ayesha Umema, Ess Jee, Harris…..! for tagging me to put me out from the excersise of thinking what to post after such a L-O-N-G intervel.

Though 5 is not my lucky number even then I try!

5 YEARS AGO

These 5 years have matterd alot to me. Because 2000 was the year when my father had posted to Karachi again. And this time he had decided for his whole family migration as because my both brothers were already here studing in their dream professional universities [Allhumdullillah]. A part for me except schooling I continued my education here after obtaining addmission in Bahria Foundation College and then to Bahria University. Life was limited and relaxed. I was a timid teen at that time, and simple like a town girl. Certainly, Karachi is the city has opend an entirely new door in my life, nourished my inner hidden confidence, taught me various faces of this social animal life/race, interacted me with people of thousands of natures, among them gifted me well-deserving friends, told me the true meaning of time which is an essential essence for every Karachite, quench my inner child who used to seek elderly guidance on every stage, let me to travel, negotiate, settle my all frequent needs by myself, steadily bringing it to be more technical, indulging my mind in more and unique hobbies like blogging =). Thats why I LOVE Karachi, it keeps me all the time where I can see many oppurtunities in life. No Doubt its a city that can never sleeps neither let you to sleep, because here life remains always on wheels and who can sleep on wheels .

1 YEAR AGO

A serious quote ——-> Its not better to be emotional so leave it.

5 SONGS I KNOW WORD BY WORD

• Rose are red & volutes are blue (Aqua)
• Choti si Aasha (Saadhna Sargam)
• Desire (Celien Dion)
• Chupkay Chupkay (Ghazal by Ghulam Ali)
• Barbie Girl (Aqua) [ I used to be a dream singer of that song, thats why it has stucked with my toung].

5 SNACKS I USE TO DIG FOR ALL THE TIME

• Chicken Pakora by Ammi
• Pizza with maxzimum Cheese ratio
• Chineese Rolls by Ammi
• Fries [obviously]
• Sweet chunks with Kashmiri Tea by Ammi

Yes Yes, I’m not far from the curse of pimples

5 THINGS I’LL DO WITH $ 100 MILLION DOLLAR

• Make a world tour
• Open a school and college for free education
• Maintain my own library with all flooded books of my interest
• Open a hospital offering free cure
• Open a flour mill which will deliver free flour to all needy people

Even then, if Pakistan’s economy will be on the slum den i’ll again plan to rob another bank =D.

5 PLACES I WOULD LOVE TO EXPLORE

• Venus
• Pluto
• Jupitor
• Mars
• Mercury

Seriously……..

5 THINGS I WOULD NEVER WEAR

• Kashmiri Jewlery
• Antimony
• Organza made cloths and specially its dupattas
• Peach nail polish
• Woolen Hijaabs [ not atleast in summers ]

5 FAVOURITE T.V SHOWS

• Oprah [ at some extents ]
• KBC II
• Hard Talk
• Guiness Records
• People & Places

5 GREATEST JOYS

• My stunning percentage in FSc II
• My First GPA
• My brother’s overwhelming achievments
• News of my parents survival from worth horrific fire on their first Hajj at Mina
• My grandfather’s recovery from paralyses
  

5 FAVOURITE TOYS

• My Electronic Dictinory
• My laser mouse and its pad
• My crystle made wrist watch
• My rings
• My Apple flavour lip balm

I think there is no more need to tag people, Is anybody left?!

- TC

Today, is a day when my blog turned one
At least, it made me a thing should be done,

I know this endeavour is not only strange
that always ease me things not to rearrange,

I can never put myself with the reason I start
But indeed it gave me friends full of cart,

I became addicted when its starts influencing
My thoughts, my language, my ability enhancing,

I love to see thousands of years more like that
With a promise of always overwhelming stat.

Yes, with in a wink of an eye my scene into blogging have completed its one secure cycle, Allhumdullillah for this. And the poem I shared above is what I compose all these five stanzas when I was half asleep last night only snoring and playing with the words coming into my mind, and it seems like a stack above. After fifth one I was totally unconscious and almost into my slumber . But, Thanks God I was capable of murmuring it when I woke up.

The history containing 89 posts in itself which always drop a shadow of my moods and thoughts, some of them are truly bogus [I know] which always indicate my blank mood, some are full of rage which always lightened me after being shared, some are filled with memories, some I wrote when I found no one to joke about and laugh with, and there were more flavors. Sorry I’ve erased all my permenant links from my layout. History can be easily view by clicking on archives.

Blogging took me into the arena of sharing, composing, establishing, developing, creativity, intelligence, globalization, communication, honor, catharses, non-exegeration[ ] et cetera. I don’t feel comfortable to share the thing that urge me to get stumbled at this platform. But, it foods my fond of writing. I always feel myself in the air after capturing and shaping any idea, thought, experience, event, picture, incident strikes through my mind. I’m addicted to that much degree that even in exams I daily end up checking comment boxes, fidling replies, clicking book mark list. And sometimes this level of addiction itself falls, that it can keep me away from my blog for days, this usually happens when my both siblings be here with me, which is an unexpressable Euphoria. I hate Loneliness.

LOL, I’ve changed my blog-petrol several times as bcoz it sometimes causes enourmous trouble for moi with enetation code. But JazakAllah my blog terrafic/stats always gives me blood bcoz its lifeblood of this blog. Again, Thank You pals for stopping by and post your earnings ).

I remember that moment when first time Rehan visited me and then next day he commented on my face, “poora larkion wala shok hai yaar, ghar baitho aur diaries likho, huh!”. Asra said ” I would love to be the part of this world but my studies require so much dedication”. Saamia confessed after signing up to blogger ” yaar bana to lia blog ab yeh nahi samajh aata kay iss main likhon kia”. Different set of minds with different point of views.

I too passed with some perplex ideas still now, but even then it let me to blurt out with what weird in mind.

*sigh*

Tomorrow there is a day with new semester and I rememberd there was a day before my 2nd semester when I start this blog, so now I’m in 4th =). So with my last breath over this post again I wish to greet my little baby .

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PS: I know for my last post my both commenting systems were held idle, Now enetation is normal and I’m fixing my blogger comment as bcoz it may have some problem with my current template, which I’m on the verge to change , Yesh sooon InshaAllah.