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Why Don’t You Comprehend?

The phone rings. An unfamiliar number shows up on the screen.

“Hi, this is XYZ from XYZ bank, how are you doing Sir?” the phone barked.

“Fine” I said coldly.

“Sir, we have noticed that while you are paying your monthly minimum amount, you are not using your card for new transactions” the corporate brightness shrieked through the phone.

“Well I had a pay raise so now I use more cash” I interrupted him with my cold tone.

“Oh, well if you have more salary now, we can give you a limit increase” oh so benevolent chirping sound…

“Nope, its just that I don’t plan using your card much” I said mockingly.

“Why is that Sir?” confused he was, “Are you not satisfied with our service?”

“Well if you want to know, I am not” I sure was rude, “Every month, I end up paying almost 50% markup, when your marketing campaigns give a different impression. I have realized that credit cards are of no help.”

“Sir, I am sorry that you are disturbed, but we charge according to the terms and conditions which you agreed while signing up” he said politely.

“I am not blaming you dear” I said firmly.

“Alright sir, whenever you want any help, we are here for you” he knew he had to give up, “Allah Hafiz”.

“Bye” I hung up.

A few months back, when I had almost replenished the limit of my credit card, the same bank was keeping me on my toes. Every month, almost all of my salary was paid back to the banking system. Almost 50% of my bill amount contributed towards the markup. Since I didn’t have any cash, I ended up buying more on the credit card. And not to mention lack of consideration in budgeting and spending, because well, I had a credit card…

Then I knew that things had to change. And they did! If things go well, I plan to cancel all my credit cards in 3 months time. And things will go well. The nature is prevalent.

The banking systems employ a lots of mathematics and prediction models to calculate different markup percentages of different products for different income groups. These banks prototype you, and other corporates manufacturing consumer goods come to their aid. The whole central banking system is there to ultimately protect the commercial and investment banks on cost of unemployment and rise in food prices.

Why can’t people see? Why can’t people hear? And why can’t people speak out?

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Signs of Qiamat

Holy shit! Why did I do this to myself? o_O

I got a ‘tind’ done. According to my mom, last time I had a tind was when I was five years old. :P

Edit: Picture changed to reflect the latest view. :P

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What the …?

I want to want things again. I’m forcing myself to write these words. I want that feeling back when I wanted to be heard. There is a pounding in my head. And I’m sad. And there is nothing I want in this life. When every god damned thing about me is ordinary, why can’t I feel like an ordinary person? I’m tired of living like this. I want to be happy, and I want to want life again. I want my feelings back.

Note: This was the last major breaking point. Once I got over that phase, things started to become better and better. (November 5, 2008)

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Friends

tree of life says:
what’s up?

Friend says:
office .. and home

tree of life says:
happy?

Friend says:
yes
never been happier

tree of life says:
how come?

Friend says:
i refuse to share my personal life with you anymore

tree of life says:
if I say “as u wish”, that wud imply that I don’t care.
if I insist on you telling me, that wud make me look cheap
what do I do then?

Friend says:
thankyou for being So understanding

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Road Humor! Hahahahaha!!!

According to Mushtaq Ahmad Yousufi, Indian pedestrians would give way to the cycle rikshas and not to the cars. The anti-entitlement behavior can be seen here as well:

This guy has a green plate saying “Aam Shehri” (Common Citizen)

And this one says “Mein kuch nahin hoon” (I am nothing)

Then of course the poetic ones are there, in this case in its own good:

Aai hoon Japan se, shehzor mera naam hai. Driver ho dil wala, bhagna mera kaam hai

Then the reformists:

Zameen kha gai aasman kese kese. Ye dunya dil lagne ki jaga nahin, ibrat ki jaga hai, tamasha nahin hai

This last one has a little story to it. I parked my car at a place where some vip bullshit was gonna fly by, so the lifter was taking away my car. I threatened the police wala to do very bad to him if he didn’t stop that. Taking a pic of his number plate was one of my intimidating tactics. :P It didn’t work. :(

There is nothing wrong with this guy’s number plate. :P

PS: If you are wondering that this post has an idiotic title, well it is. Those who have seen Comedy Central roast of William Shatner will recall Adam Corolla doing this line like “Space Humor! Hahahahaha!!!”

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Low Tones

Many times, when I’m leaving my work place to head for home, His time has started already. (For those who don’t know, I took the concept behind the last sentence from Masud Mufti’s short story Samay ka Bandhan)

So it happens that the Diocese of Lahore, a big church, is right across the street and a mosque is somewhere in the backdrop. (Ka’aba mere peechay hai, kaleesa mere aagay hai) Coming back to the point, when I come out of my office smetimes, the bells start to toll and azan is recited at the same time. (I said recited because azan these days is more of a ritual these days.)

So its a beautiful voice. Today it so happened that the bells started to tool at the same time as azan. The bells echoed and somehow seemed to go along with the verses of azan. It was something awesome to listen to; made my day really. This is your life!

See, in those beautiful moments, I just couldn’t keep myself from thinking about the low frequency noise from the ventilating units and generators of my office! This is my life!

When others think about beautiful things, I’m thinking about ugly stuff. I could have thought about a hundred other things at that time. E.g. The sounds could have lead me towards thinking how Islam and Christianity both have so much mystisism and spirituality etc. I could have thought about recording those sounds and making a little video about.. well I could have taken it in various directions. But no, I had to think the way which makes me what I am.

These are the low, ugly tones which make up all the tough realities of this world. Anyone can go off dreaming in the beautiful things. Dealing with realities my dear, are not an artist’s job. Its a job of a warrior.

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Last Day

And the morning was… foggy!

Park-2 Park-1

And a few straight out of my driving seat…

Road-1 Road-2

Does this last one do justice to what I feel about this world?

Sorrow

New year is all bullshit. If I start making my own years, and I call some day a dingdong day and every every now and then after a few months, start to fuss about my dingdong day, would that even matter? Nope! It won’t. So you see, its just little meaningless time you have here in this nasooti world, just laugh it away.

The decisions I make today have more significance than their apparent aspects. They decide a pattern of this life and hereafter. Submission…

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Life at 24°C

You know the worst thing about my job? People have life in the fast lane, life in the slums, life spinning around because you are high, screwed up insanity etc. My life is a monotonous 24°C. No matter whether its raining outside, an oven, a storm or chilling, life insisde my office remains the same. Damn we don’t even get free time because the lights went out and we cannot do anything. Stupid asses have alternate power supply for seemingly an unlimited amunt of time.

So this other day, this was what it felt like outside my office:

Mall Rd.

 

Bundu Khan

And this is what always feel like inside my office: :S

 

OMC Room

So next time if you think I’m being cranky and all, now you know what has been bothering me lately. I need to feel itchy in summers and chilly in winters. I need to feel the need to wear thick stuff in winters and feel like stripping down in summers. (No, not in any funny way you are thinking!)

And yes, all the windows in my office have a silver coating so you see your own image in them. :s Stupid people have blinds on them even then. :s

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5 Minutes Inside My Head

I wrote a few scraps in my own scrap book today. I think they are worth quoting here. (Atleast to my standards)

Today’s fortune:
When winter comes heaven will rain success on you

And what does success mean anyway? Being able to fullfill our instincts better? Or should I say God granting you circumstances where your instincts are fullfilled better? Oh and God is the biggest player around!

*sigh*

Those who have listened to it, recall the Max Payne sound track. When I started writing this scrap, I somehow wanted to express that feeling in words: the feeling of being sad, being sad about your very own existance, being sad about the way God made things. Everything in the world – and by world I don’t mean this life – is set out in a rather unimportant way. And the sad part is that you have to live your misery, there is no way to cut to the chase…

When I think about myself, think about things which I think make me the person that I am, all those material things which make me what I am in this material world, I believe even more that this world is meaningless. Because the fact is that I am an illusion, my characteristics are illusions, you all are illusions. When I start to write about things, I plan to explain them in detail and say powerful words, but when I do write, the things seem small enough to be bothered about. But then, my words are very small too and so am I.

And there was a time when I used to think about stuff and I changed in the direction my mind directed me. Now, my mind thinks but my thought doesn’t affect the person that I am. But wait… its just a realisation that I never changed before either! My thought was never strong enough to change the person that I am! My thought only told itself that I was changed before, but now it sees things more clearly to let that happen.

And I hate it… I hate realisations. All the good things in my life can be attributed to my emotions.. My intellect brought me nothing but sadness…

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Today’s Random Thoughts

“The worst thing a man can do to his friend is to remind him of their friendship.”

-me, today :)

From some girl’s orkut profile:

ideal match: someone who wants to know ME rather than b known . someone who really digs in deep to find the real me and shatters the wall that ive built aroun me.
Plus .. he should b truely good-lookin .. no ugly dawg will ever do ! atleast 6 feet tall , wid a great sense of humour, a killing smile and a great bod ! (i know em askin for a way too much ! but cant help it ;) )

You can read hypocrisy within those few lines! I can live with the most strange people in the world but I can’t live with those who are not honest even to themselves.

Note: Though the post is supposed to be random, its not. Both my own quote and the extract pasted relate to depth of emotions. The second deals with the problem at a surface level, while the first one is more aesthetic and complex. (November 5, 2008)

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My life has ended!

I would like to break a very important news with a historic quote. When Japan surrendered from the world war 2, the king of Japan, Hiro Hito said this in a public announcement: “The time has come when we must bear the unbearable.” Yes guys, my life ends a few days from now when I join my job. Its time that I say bye to freedom and enter the endless rat race of money, cars, properties and stock holdings. Fateha!

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