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The Chat Mania!!!

I have always been a chat fanatic.. I had written a few posts on that too. But it has been a few days since I realized that we all have become so addicted to chatting, and how this is not a positive aspect.

Now let me prove my point.. (I'll just keep myself the target.. :) )

• To talk to my supervisor (who happens to sit right next to me), I find him on the chat network and send him a message. All I have to do really is to push my seat a little away from my desk and start talking to him, or I can just stand up look over the partition and start talking. But I don't do any of the above two and I send him a message.
• When my class fellow, who is in my team, is having fun with our colleagues, and as I can't barge in but do like to comment on my friend, I do the same thing, I find him on chat and send him a message.
• Whenever I am bored at office, and wanna have some fun, instead of getting up and going to a friend's seat, I chat with them. I don't get up, I don't budge, I just sit at the same seat I had been sitting on since morning, staring at the same screen and I chat. Whereas, leaving my seat vacant for a while won't let the business go down, would it? It would just be good for me if I could go and stand on someone's head for a while, and chat, chatting that includes talking NOT typing. But no matter how much I hate sitting all day long, I still don't go and stand and talk to someone.
• At client side, two people from the same company, (one of them is obviously me), sitting right next to each other, and still... chatting.. not talking but typing. Even if the discussion is purely professional, we still chat.
  

They invented chat, they invented emails for God knows what reasons, but one of that must have been close to;
"to bring people closer to each other"

With chatting and emailing, even if your sister lives in another country, you can still know her day-to-day life, you can still have long chat sessions with her, you can still be close to each other. Distances have shrunk because of this technology.

Let's go a little beyond chatting now. We have emails and text messages too. Now friends make email groups so that they can keep in touch with each other. That's all fine. Pretty good. But whatever the hell happened to picking up your phone once in a while and calling them up. Of course you can't call everyone and through email groups you don't have to do that. But still.....
And what happened to having regular lunch with your friends just so that you can meet each other.

And text messages... uff.. I hate being wished "Happy Birthday" through sms. On my last birthday a lot of people wished but through sms only, and I have gotten so much accustomed to this that even I messaged my friend on her birthday rather than calling her.
I even get invitations to weddings now over sms.

(People may think that I have a very weak circle of friends, who don't like hearing each other's voice and thus, restrict themselves only to written conversations. But this is not so, if you think about it, the above applies to most of us, not all may apply to everyone, but some would apply to each. I have just collected them all at one place so it seems a little depressing.)

Another aspect of chatting; the emoticons. They have become a total replacement of emotions. We use emoticons when we don't have emotions.

And maybe we use chatting so much because it's easier to express oneself over a written conversation... Anyways, we have indulged into this activity so much that we keep ourselves from getting up and talking to each other as much as we can..
They call it "The Advent of Technology".
I say "There is something wrong with the human race".


Author's Note:
By the way, I intended this post to be humorous. Highlighting my laziness of not getting up to talk but sitting comfortably at my seat and chatting.
But as I am a very serious person, I turned this into a debate rather than a humorous and tanziya (couldn't come up with English for tanz) piece on chatting.
My readers (if there are any) don't mind; the joke's surely on me.
And yeah.. I have nothing against technology. I earn my living sitting 9 or so hours in front of the computer screen and even spend my weekends doing the same. :) :)

Kahan aa kay ruknay thay rastay, by Amjad Islam Amjad

Kahan aa kay ruknay thay rastay, kahan mor tha usay bhool ja
wo jo mil gaya usay yaad rakh, jo nahin mila usay bhool ja

wo tere naseeb ki barshain kisi aur chat pe baras gayain
dil-e be khaber mari baat sun usay bhol ja, usay bhul ja

main to gum tha tere dhyan main teri aas tere guman main
saba keh gai mere kaan main, mere saath aa usay bhol ja

tujhay chand ban kay mila tha jo tere sahilon pe khila tha jo
wo tha aik darya visal ka, so utar gaya usay bhol ja

Kaheen Chak-e-Jaan Ka rafoo Nahee, Kisse Asteen Pay Lahoo Nahee
Keh Shaheed-e-Rah-e-Millal Ka Nahee Khun Baha, Ussay Bhool Ja

Kyun Atta Howa Hai Ghubar Main, Gham-e-Zindagee Kay Fishaar Main
Woh Joo Darj Tha Tairay Bakhat Main Soo woh Hoo Giya, Ussay Bhool Ja

Na Woh Ankh Tairee Ankh Thee, Na Woh Khawab Hee Taira Khawab Tha
Dil-e-Muntazir Too Yeh Kis Liay Taira Jagna, Ussay Bhool Ja

Yeh Joo Raat Din Hai Khel Sa, Issay Dekh, Iss Par Yaqeen Na Kar
Nahee Aks Koi Bhee Mustaqil Sar-e-Aieena, Ussay Bhool Ja

Joo Bisat-e-Jaan Hee Ulat Giya, Woh Joo Rastay Say Palat Giya
Ussay Rooknay Say Hasool Kiya, Ussay Mut Bulla, Ussay Bhool Ja

Qurani suraton kee khasosiyat..

Sur-e-Fatiha Allah ke azab se bachati hai.
Sur-e-Yaseen Qayamat ke din pyas se bachati hai.
Sur-e-Waqia fikar-o-faqay se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Mulk azab-e-qabar se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Kausar dushmanon se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Kafron maut k waqt kufar se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Ikhlas munafaqat se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Falaq haadson se bachati hai,
Sur-e-Naas waswasoon se bachati hai.

Life style of our beloved Prophet Hazrat Mohammad (S.A.W);
Talk softly,
Walk humbly,
Eat sensibly,
Breathe deeply,
Sleep sufficiently,
Dress properly,
Act fearlessly,
Work patiently,
Think truthfully,
Believe correctly,
Behave decently,
Learn practically,
Plan orderly,
Earn honestly,
Spend intelligently.

When we are students...

Before my first mid term of Masters, I was thinking about how all of us friends used to sit in a room, sitting with our books and notes open in front of us, but not studying.. oh not studying at all, but talking.. talking and having fun. And I thought everyone in Masters would be mature and no one would be talking loudly as we used to in Bachelors.. Bachelors was a different story altogether. Here they'll all be studying seriously, they'll all just reach the university 5 minutes before the paper so as not to waste their time, and leave immediately, again so that they can reach their jobs and start working. No jokes, no making bogus plans for cheating, nothing. Just serious people, waiting to give an exam and get over with it...
And I thought I would miss my friends. I thought I will be the only one asking
"Yaar parhna kya kya tha?"

Or asking;
"Oh that's also included in the syllabus?"

But I turned out to be very very wrong...
Because the scene there was the same. All the students sitting in the examination hall (though it wasn't like Bachelors in one way and that was all of us hadn't gathered there since morning but only came some time before the paper was scheduled to start), and all of the students instead of studying were having fun.

The same..
"Yaar koi mujhe yeh chapter to parha de?"

The same,
"Yaar yeh Sir ne itna sara kyun parha diya.., puri kitab hee parha dee Sir ne to"

The same,
"Ooye tu ne yeh parha hai?"

The same,
"Tu yahan beth mein wahan betha hoon"

It was all the same... the very same.


Note:
When I started writing this post.. and that was back in December 2008. I must have planned to include a lot of other things... But now when I am completing it I have already forgotten why I decided to write this post in the first place. :P :P

I am sounding like an author who has just finished writing her 100th novel after 5 years of work on it. :P :P

World's shortest horror story

World's shortest horror story by Martin Garner contains only the following lines:

"When the world's last man was alone in his room, the door was knocked."

Poetry

Kuch na kehna chup chup rehna,
Yeh bhi aik udasi hai

Hans kar saray sadmey sehna,
Yeh bhi aik udasi hai

Baithay baithay kho sa jana,
Yun hee door khayalon mein

Chalte chalte hanstay rehna,
Yeh bhi aik udasi hai

Maar ke kankar lehrein gin'na,
Baith ke jheel kinare par

Kuch logon ka hai yeh kehna,
yeh bhi aik udasi hai.

Note::
This of course has not been written by me.
Had I been such a good writer, would I have such a pathetic blog???? :)

Loads of work

The thing about 'WORK' is.... I don't wanna do it. I have loads and loads of work.... well not exactly.. but it would seem loads if you are not in the mood... wouldn't you???

Don't mind this post.. it's been inspired by reading blogs and then having a sudden urge to write something.
Something inside me said... write something yaar you have a blog too.

But it seems like I have nothing to write these days and that's what I have been saying for a long long time. It seems like I have never have nothing to write and then I manage to come up with something more inane than the previous post. I like the word inane.. it seems like the only word I know that can be called out of a vocabulary.. hmm or so I think.

So well, I have a laptop on my lap (of course where else would it be). Though one of my friends told me that you should always work keeping the laptop on a desk and not on your lap. But I say, that's where it's meant to be... :P

So I have a laptop on my lap.. a list of all the things that I need to do. And this laptop irritates me because I hate using this mouse.
And I have loads and loads of work to do and I am not doing it.
I have loads and loads of studying to do. I have a paper on Wednesday. But I guess, I won't study before tuesday. That's a rule... you don't study unless you absolutely absolutely have to. And that absolutely occurs only one day before the exam.

So somehow, accidentally I was navigated back to the list of all the posts I have written. See the magic of this laptop mouse. It click itself when it is pointed to somewhere for a longer period of time. Someone tell me how to deal with this. And don't call me 'Jahil', I don't use laptop. It's just a few times that I have used it and that too because I needed to. Desktop.. I use even when I don't need to, even if I don't have to use the internet, even when I don't have a project due the next day.. I would still have my desktop on all the time whenever I am at home and the electricity people cooperate. But laptop I use only when I have to.....

See... this has come out because I have to write something to make this blog look alive. :)

Anyways... so I have a lot of work to do and a lot of studying to do... and maybe that's why I am not doing it........... you see I have so much to do that I don't know where to start... and so I revert to blogging :P :P

Top 10 Ways to make people visit your blog

The following is a list of a few tips to make people read your blog or at least visit it.

1. Make your blog address a part of your email signature. Your emails would then resemble those who like to brag about their positions or think that everyone wishes to contact them and thus insert all their landline and cell phone numbers at the end of each mail.

2. Visit other blogs and accidentally leave your blog address in the comments of the latest post of the blog being visited.

3. Make sure that you somehow bring blogs and eventually your personal blog into the conversation with each person you meet, every day, even if it happens to be the first rendezvous.

4. Like people send an email address change notification to their friends and acquaintances, you can send a ‘blog created notification’. After all, the two aren’t that different.

5. Threaten your friends to make them visit you blog every day. Say things like:
“Jab mein mash-hoor blogger ho jaon geen na to tumhein autograph nahi doon geen.”
Translation:
“Don’t expect me to bless you with an autograph when I become an acclaimed blogger.”

6. Try to indulge your friends in blogging. It’s mostly the bloggers who are the blog readers as well.

7. You can also get your friends, who themselves blog, to add you in their blogroll. (Blogroll: A blogger’s favorite blogs.)

8. Thinking of a new nick for MSN. Just put your blog address in the personal message.

9. If you also like to write for magazines, make sure that your next published article has your blog address along with your name. Or, a better option would be to write an article on blogs.

Even if you haven’t been a writer till now, writing just one article for your own benefit won’t hurt.

You can do just one little thing instead of all of the above mentioned tiresome tasks –

10. you can start writing a good blog.

Another random collection

Un logon ka kya hua hoga,
Jin ko mere tarha ghum ne mara hoga,

Kinare par khare log kya jaane,
Doobne wale ne kin-kin ko pukara hoga.

Of Islam

When you are blessed HE is Rehman,
When you are cared HE is Wadood,
When you are gifted HE is Kareem,
When you are forgiven HE is Ghafoor,


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Agr 1 insan ke average age "75 years" ho aur woh har Namaz par average "16 minutes" rozana sarf karay to 75 years mein se sirf "3.8 years" lagaein gein Allah ke ibadat ke liye.
Jis ne humein zindagi ata kee, kya hum Us ke rah mein 3.8 years bhi sarf nahi kar saktay?


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When Allah leads you to the edge of a cliff, trust Him fully, only one of two things will happen:
Either He'll catch you when you fall
Or
He'll teach you how to fly.

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Jab insaan har kisi se chup ke gunah karta hai to Allah farmata hai,
"Ae Ibn-e-Adam, tujhay tamam rishton mein sab se ziada mein hee haqeer nazar aya"

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1. Sura-e-Yasin relief frm azaab in the grave

2. Sura-e-Rehman it will make us rich

3. Sura-e-Waqiya it will release u from hunger (Read after every Maghrib Prayer)

4. Sura-e-Mulk brings light in your grave

5. Sura-e-Jasia it will bring peace in your life

Quotes n Quotes

• There is no market for your sorrows in this world, so never advertise them.

• Success lies not in the Result but in the Efforts, Being the Best is not at all important, doing the Best is all that matters.

• There is always: A little truth behind every "just kidding"

A little curiosity behind every "just wondering"

A little knowledge behind every "I don't know"

A little (emotion and feeling) behind every "I don't care"

The Smiling Moon

http://www.flickr.com/photos/dshole/3075761024/

Finals again....

Ahhhh again Finals. Going through the same ordeals of tyring to study and not being able to. Wondering why I didn't study when I could have, then justifying to myself that I couldn't have studied at that time either, trying to make a schedule so that each and every topic is covered while knowing that by the end there will always be something I didn't even look at, trying to study so that I don't forget a thing I read, while this time too, knowing that it's not possible.....
So it's Finals again...

Presentations....

I don't know why but I have lost the little confidence that I had. In the past too, I was afraid of giving presentations, but I somehow got myself up on the stage, and uttered something. I always tried to come up with new ideas to get people intrigued by the presentation title, interested in the slide background and hooked up with words. That never seemed to happen completely, but I thought I was able to accomplish something.
Lately though, it seems I have lost the touch.

And because of the sudden loss of the ittsy bittsy confidence, I try to run away from presentations, run as far as I can.

As bachelors ended, I thought it was the end of it all. No more presentations. Bachelors ended with presentations. We had to present our Final Year Projects to our judges and secure marks. Even then I wasn't that afraid of giving presentations.

You would think, after four year of rigorous and tiring attempts at giving good presentations, I would have obtained enough confidence to speak in front of as many people as could fit in a room.

But you have got it all wrong.

I have become even more afraid I guess.

In bachelors, I always tried to use a new slide template for every presentation. I never used the ones provided by Microsoft Office Powerpoint. I created my own. And I was proud of that. But now I restrict myself to the ones I can easily get. I don't have enough time to create my own, I say. While the truth is, I am out of ideas.

I thought with bachelors ended the ordeals that I had to go through before a presentation or a debate. Ohhhh I was so wrong.

Now I am supposed to give presentations to the clients as well.
My colleagues find my nervousness amusing. (But they do support as well, and help out with a lot of things.)

And I am expected to give a presentation to my team as well. When I know all the people listening to my presentation know better than I do about the topic I am supposed to speak on. When I know that I won't know a thing about most of the questions they put forward.

And then ofcourse, there are the Masters classes. How could I think that the presentations would end with Bachelors when I was planning to start my Masters right after.

And it came as a shock, when I was told in my first class of "Advanced Operating Systems" that we were supposed to give presentations on a releveant topic. And so I did... and so everyone slept thorough the presentation,, even the teacher.. can you believe that???.. I thought no matter how boring a presentation is ,, teachers would continue listening to what their students have got to say. But her expressions said that she was finding it as boring as everyone else (and as boring as me). But well, I have given the presentation... And she (my teacher) asked a few questions, so I guess she wasn't sleeping after all.

Though, it's not something to be proud of, but I still tell anyone who agrees to listen that "I gave a presentation, and everyone in the room slept."
Guess I do have a talent... I have a mesmerizing effect on people when I speak. That's one way to put it. The other blunt way is "I am as good a sleeping pill as any text book of the world." :P

Anyways, the point is, I have lost the little confidence that I did have on myself, and the point is, there is no end to the presentation stuff. They will always be a part of life... hmmm......