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

You Belong in Rome

You’re a big city girl with a small town heart Which is why you’re attracted to the romance of Rome Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand And gorgeous Italian men – could life get any better?

You are Wedge Sandals

Bohemian You’re a free spirit – both in life and in fashion You have a style all your own, and it turns heads!

Go and Get urz, aint it funny?! to explore urself as a girl belongs to ur dream city opt to be most stylish sandal of her choice and style….LOL!

=D

The event took into practise after the formal announcement made by Chief Minister Punjab, Chaudhry Pervez Elahi yesterday at Lahore. Having been into hot controvercies by two extereme political ends this race would not happend to be cancelled. But constraints and some word of mouths couldn’t resulted to get rid off.

Notions of Benefits:

• Promote Tourism
• Enhance the economy
• Encourage women of the nation
• Wide scale exposure for all age citizens of the nation
• Pulling off the extereme image of Pakistan in global arena

Notions of Religious Restrictions:

• Overdue Indenpendce to the feminine world
• Unethical to allow women to be part of any race
• Unfavorably seen women walking/running besides men
• Pakistan will no more claim itself a Muslim Nation on such unveling of women openly

What I personaly believe that the element of balance between both ideologies must exist and taken to prove that Pakistan is not a wild nation of exterimist Mullahs. As far as considering Marathon as a delimma so there surely can be many features exist other then this to expose Pakistan as progessive and friendly member.

The Family Man , one of the semi-latest flicks watched last night. It was lite in weight, story and cast. Moreover Nicholis Cage’s presnce into twin face characters made it more strong into appearance and plot.

Plot Outline: A fast-lane investment broker, offered the opportunity to see how the other half lives, wakes up to find that his sports car and girlfriend have become a mini-van and wife. The movie became captivating when Jack Campbell [Nicholis Cage] turned out to be lunatic when he found himself into new arena of spouse and two kids from his inside out complete bacholor life.

I like the way he reacts for the first time to his wife while she said.

Kate: How can you do that?
Jack: What?
Kate: Look at me like you haven’t seen me every day for the last 13 years.

Now, I’m really looking forward for The Weather Man, another Cage’s biazzare emotions containing movie.

Today I dont have any examination jitters to flow in, bcoz now my soul is all gone with results and grades related jitters by now till the DAY. Good Grades can be a tremendous asset to fuel up ur GPAs. But I guess I didnt did well this time as I expected to be, prepared to be and desired to be.

Start was satisfactory, but end is totally devastating, brrrrrrrr!!!

Here goes the report in sequence.

Statistical Inferences= Glad that I just did a tiny blunder which could be easily ignore by the teacher as I’m aware about his generous checking style =D. [Ahan! sometimes only]

Information Systems= Paper has proved a history in itself, that IS can get pass through personal concepts out of the bounderies of all bookish thingies. Now, I have no idea how would they take my concepts, a sane one or lunatic the me.

Organizational Behavior= My ever prone spirits for the course helped me alot to done well. Grade is madly desired here.

Business Communication= The lenght of the paper should had to be out of bounds from any prior given time limits. But 2 hrz were totally in the darkness. I dont remember anything while I was attempting this paper but when time got over I just remember I put a fullstop next to the final phrase and immidiatly that concerned invigilator came in rush and snatched the paper. I lost the chance to take a review atleast….=(.

Cost Accounting= Against all my self-distuctive hopes, and fears for passing the most complex course of this semester, I did well. I was happy alot but till next paper….*sigh*.

Business Finance= Most slain one. My personal assumption about me got proved that Finance is not my cup of tea. Do pray.

I’m so much mused by the thought. I want good grades. Yeah! Good is requirement not the fabulous ones. I soon want to come out from this dilemma.

Ok! now its time to take a flight away from blogging. My first paper is on wed 18th which will remain in action till 26th. So, depart me under the shadows of ur pious and kind prayers. I dont know why m feeling ellergic from even touching books bcoz I guess during this whole semester our teachers captured our intentions to pass his/her concernd courses.

So here gonna start my hiatus, Do Pray and Stay Safe.
)

Roof of micro have turned into pieces now

The higher the degree of hunger the lower the one use mind……..!
This was xactly the me, today I eroded my mother’s most antiquely preseved from past 10 years and family’s all time favorite appliance, that got blast in seconds without leaving single hope for working ever. This Microwave has well served our family in rush hours in much timely manner which one can ask for in hurry. Huh!

Story is simple by now, I just made it bcoz today while watching TV, I first time experimented for boiling an egg into it which not only turned into a failure also an unbearable LOSS. The only thing I found safe was that malamine cup in which egg was lying under water, when I opend microwave’s door after that breathtaking thunder that has completely spin my body from top to bottom, everything has just took my mind away to shake for hours. Errrrrrrrrrrr! I know by now you all will be praising me and my sense of taking things. Believe me, I’m blameless. Tell me can’t ur microwave oven boils an egg for ya?!! obviously they can! I dont know why this ill-fated couldn’t absorb a poor egg.

*weeps*

ab main apni brownies or doughnuts kaisay banao gi =(.

How to make a current ME.

Ingredients:

2 overflooded cups of emotions.
2 tspoon of anger.
3 ounce of loneliness.
headache (at ur own desire => hasb e zaiqa)
5 tbspoon of flue.
1 large packet of absent mindness.
4 choped feelings for self dissatisfaction.
carelessness upto an extent to fail the upcoming exams.

How to Cook:

Heat anger on the stove till its color turned to blackish-brown. Then sprinkle headache as much as u can to spice up the dish. Emotions should be pre-heated before mingling it with batter. Flue will come next to twice the taste and self dissatisfaction must be well choped and boiled before mixing and toss it carefully with the batter for best stink. Absent mindness must be fresh and having strong odor for mind shaking. Loneliness is the ingrediant before finishing so add on ur own risk . Garnish it with carelessness which assured u and alarmed u to study otherwise ur instincts about failing this semester can be true.

Do try! Suggestions will be highly motiviated if it would taste bad and cause you to vomit.

“The Beautiful Muslim Hijab”

What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see someone limited, or someone free?
All some people can do is just look and stare,
Simply because they can’t see my hair.
Others think I am controlled and uneducated.

They think that I am limited and not liberated,
They are so thankful that they are not me,
Because they would like to remain ‘free’.
Well free isn’t exactly the word I would’ve used,
Describing women who are cheated on and abused.

They think that I do not have opinions or a voice,
They think that being hooded isn’t my choice,
They think that the hood makes me look caged,
That my husband or dad are totally outraged,
All they can do is look at me in fear,
And in my eye there is a tear.

Not because I have been stared at or made fun of,
But because people are ignoring the One
up above. On the day of judgment they will be the
fools, Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules.

Maybe the guys won’t think I am a cutie,
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty.
See I have declined from being a guy’s toy,
Because I won’t let myself be controlled by a boy,
Real men are able to appreciate my mind,
And aren’t busy looking at my behind.

Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause,
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright,
And because some people are inspired by my sight.

The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility,
In the back of their mind they wish they were me,
We have the strength to do what we think is right,
Even if it means putting up a life long fight.

You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt,
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt.
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated,
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated.

We are the ones that are free and pure,
We’re free of STD’s that have no cure,
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood,
Just sum it up by saying ‘baby its all good’

Submitted by a Muslim sister who is proud to be wearing a Hijab.
May Almighty Allah Bless you all.