Archive for April, 2006
Abba’s BP spiked today and he had to rush to the hospital amid the usual heart related worries. The ECG, Alhamdolillah, revealed nothing to worry about and he’s much better now but a couple of tests still have to be done. Here’s hoping that all will be well, Inshallah. I sit here having just read […]
Filed under: cricket, the sweet stench of life | 3 Comments
Memories of myrrh
Hot summer nights with little to keep me awake and much to keep me from sleeping. a pause before the caller says hello and infinite heartbeats in the split second as the intake of breath becomes almost palpably you. interrupted magic, broken spells. dreams where deo-sprays smell like myrrh and and jasmine and sandalwood. where […]
Filed under: memories | Leave a Comment
Appreciating Landhi
Now that my sentence here appears to reach its end, I’m forced to mention the silver lining on this cloud… – People offering you a cup of tea and getting offended when you say you don’t drink tea – People offering you anything at all as opposed to asking how much time you’ll take – […]
Filed under: office cribs | Leave a Comment
Randomisms
Yeh aadhi raat ko churiaan si kya khanaktee hain? Koi aata hai ya mairee hee zanjeerain chanakti hain? They say that you can lose a won match just by letting down your guard for an instant. Theres something about Urdu poetry that heightens feeling. Its like being on X. Emotion, be it love, hate, rage, […]
Filed under: memories, ramble, the sweet stench of life | Leave a Comment
David may have pulled it off, but the best bet is always on Goliath. Ponting as usual, pulled off another victory. However, for once, the Bangladeshis can walk back to the pavillion with their heads held high. This match truly showcased the birth of the next Asian giant. Welcome to the club. Read more here […]
Filed under: cricket | 2 Comments
Tragedy
The history of suicide attacks stretches back at least to the 11th century, when the Assassins, the disciples of the Persian master Alamut, conducted suicide raids on neighboring fortresses. The Koran forbids suicide, Mr. Post noted, but he added that suicide bombers often consider their deaths acts of heroism, not self-destruction, and believe they will […]
Filed under: here and there, ramble | 5 Comments
My Hell
Shane Warne, Adnan Ahmed (KTF) Circle I Limbo Osama bin Laden Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind George Bush, Benazir Bhutto Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow Most Punjabis, Biharis Circle IV Rolling Weights Muhammad Irfan Mangu, Muhammad Adeel Noor Bengaliwala Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled River Styx Shakeel […]
Filed under: picture, the sweet stench of life | 1 Comment
Ties at the beach?
Ties at the beach? Originally uploaded by Xill-e-Ilahi. Sometimes sneaking out of the office to go to the beach doesn’t really feel dumb. So this is the Turk, the Iceman and the Stud all desperately trying to fit into Mobeen’s 6630. And given my ever-growing bulk that’s quite the achievement. Where else but in Karachi […]
Filed under: picture, the sweet stench of life | Leave a Comment
do bachey hi achey
Fellow PAki Originally uploaded by Xill-e-Ilahi. 199 kids of the same guy on the wall….
Filed under: picture | 1 Comment
Stephen Cree
An interesting if not altogether effective way to distract oneself, as suggested by several self proclaimed sages, is to read or watch or listen to the crap that comes out of other people’s mouths. Sometimes it can be quite artistic. Ladies and gentlemen, assuming there are such people reading my blog, I give you the […]
Filed under: great stuff on other blogs | 1 Comment
Samandar-e-Bemaina - The Abbasnama 