World Affairs And Beyond

Today at around 3:00 PM in Peshawar near Pak-Afghan border, I saw this "something" in the sky. I thought it was a shooting star, but it looked like a shuttle, yet, it headed toward the ground after travelling a parabolic trajectory for some time. That reminded me of "projectiles travelling along parabolic trajectories" and parabolic time-travel. If that were a jet or a plane, it wouldn't look like a shuttle, and wouldn't fall to the ground as it was. If that weren't a rocket fired, then was it "parabolic time-travel"? What do you think that could be?

The moon is dancing to the sound of traffic in Peshawar !

"Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with those who are reckless with yours. ~ Mary Schmich written by: Patricia Sawyer Read the post by visiting the link below Patsy's Words of Wisdom.: Three Word Wednesday.. My one Word~ DON'T!

The term "Talib" means, "Desirous", "eager to obtain" or "seeker". "Taliban" is a plural of "Talib". "Talab" means "want". "Talib-e-Ilem" means a "student" or someone who seeks knowledge. The term "Taliban" used for the terrorists does not mean they are the "Taliban" of some religion or knowledge. From what we have seen so far, they appear to be the "Taliban" of "power". No religion on the face of this earth and to my knowledge suggests the killings of innocent unarmed people. The "Taliban" operating in Pakistan, therefore do not belong to any religious group or atleast to no religion known to be a religion. They have deviced their own religion and thus are following that. We cannot blame these "Talibans" alone for their state of mind. They are a derailed group of individuals, who seek power, but they are hired and backed by yet...

When I moved to live with my parents in Rawalpindi, grandpa used to write letters to us, almost everyday. I'd seek his guidance. I still have his letters and read them whenever I need help with something. He was a great person. He was always caring. He passed away in May '99. Reading his letters still feels like grandpa is there.

“Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That's what's insane about it.” Suits us today ! Don't you think so?

I've been receiving loads of messages from people all around trying to tell me Pakistan was in a real bad shape as now the Kerry- Lugar Bill was going to put Pakistan's reigns in the US hands. First of all, for those people. "Just stop whining and sit back". Pakistan is totally in safe hands. Not even your political leaders can bring any harm to Pakistan. Now... According to John Kerry, there are no strings attached to the Bill for the Pakistani people. The Bill does not threaten Pakistan's sovereignty. The Bill does not require US oversight on promotions and other internal operations of the Pakistani military. It does not expand drone attacks on targets within Pakistan. The Bill has nothing to do with how the private security firms operate in Pakistan. The Bill does not aim for an expanded US military footprint in Pakistan, but all of the money authorised in this Bill is for non-military, civilian purposes. So The Kerry- Lugar Bill authorizes $ 7.5 billion fun...

Just a little something I recorded on the cell phone, and added those wall papers to it. It's recorded with an embedded mic, and a lot of noise. I was short of breath ! It's probably one of those songs, where you have to sing without pausing for breath. So, whose voice is heavier, mine or Darren Hayes's? ;) Comments...? Bring 'em on ! :D

From the windows of my solitude, in deep isolation I look back at my life, my mistakes and the lessons It was beautiful and still is as its supposed to be Sorrows and grief are a part but no lesser glee Don't have no regrets about the path on which i've been I enjoyed my path and in understanding it i've been keen When started, I wasn't aware of the path or me My fingers were in some hand and those kept walking with me Donno when that grip left me or I myself let go the hand I was now wild and free, I thought and on that the view was grand I spread my wings and realised I could fly And with that realised, I had questions deep inside I was flying but I forgot I was, and searched for answers I never knew I searched and found, as the wings grew large Donno how much I'd known, and how much more was there to know I was flying high in my space alone, and could see so much from there which was totally unknown whether I wanted or not, this would stay till the very last I th...