Taimur Ahmad's Blog

CA fail

2011-11-26T17:38:00.001+05:00

Getting stuck in one subject of CA is like getting pregnant with unwanted child. No matter how badly you wish to get rid of burden, you have to wait & suffer anyways.

Ufff !!!

2011-11-04T09:12:00.002+05:00

I always try to hide my griefs, but my stupid sense of humor reveals them every time :(

Rambo's Tale (story)

2011-10-28T23:30:00.000+05:00

“Don’tbe so greedy; try to share your things with others.” My mother said to me.

“But these chocolates are mine. Ibought these from my own pocket money. I will not give it to others”. I saidand ran towards my room to hide my chocolates at a good place.

I was always a greedy person andnever dared to share my things. My mother always used to taunt me to change myhabit.

Next day my father told me that heis going to buy bakra for qurbani in few days. I hesitated a lotbecause I had a strange fear for goats, cows and camels. That was because I hadreceived a severe head blow, called tud, from Faisal’s bakra. Faisal ismy neighbor and he always try to be smart with his things.

“Please papa! If you buy bakra, thanit should not be kept at our home.” I said.

“No my son, there is no need to fearanything. It’s my promise.” said my father and I decided not to argue anymore.

After a few days, my father broughthome a big, tall and good looking bakra. I saw him from some distance and triedto feed him. He stared at me for a moment and accepted my proposal and startedeating.

“That was nice!” I thought andstarted feeding him more. He did not deny and we became friends. I named him RAMBO.

Rambo was the cutest bakra I hadever seen. It had milky white skin and long ears. It became my routine to fetchhim to nearest park and have a walk with him. He always used to stand near mebut sometimes it became difficult for me to stop him from following otherbakras.

He always gave me the greatestsurprise of my life. Once I was feeding him and he suddenly started movingbackwards. I stared at him and thought what he was doing. It was a matter offew seconds when I saw him moving towards me again but with a great pace and Ireceived a tud in my stomach. He had knocked me out. I was shocked andsurprised at the same moment and I could also see a strange smile on his face.I hit upon an idea!

Next day, I brought Rambo to thepark and there I saw Faisal with his bakra, Charlie. I challenged Faisalto let our bakras fight. He accepted my challenge and Rambo and Charlie startedfighting. The whole crowd gathered around us started watching the fightanxiously.

That was the happiest day of my lifeas Rambo had knocked out Charlie just like me.....

“We have to slaughter Rambo nextday.” My father told me.

“Cant we keep him forever?” I askedbut I knew there was no hope.

“No my son. I can understand yourfeelings but you should know that Hazrat Ibrahim A.S didn’t hesitated toslaughter even his own son, Hazrat Ismail A.S. You should learn a lesson fromthis.”

Than Eid day arrived and I becamevery sad. I saw Rambo getting slaughtered in front of me. I started crying butI was happy that I had completed my holy task.

Than my father gave me Rambo’s meatand told me to distribute it to neighbors. I was very shy doing this because Inever shared my things with others and it was my best friend’s meat after all.But when I gave meat to poor children living nearby, I could see a strangehappiness on their face. I also gave meat to many of my friends. I could seeeveryone happy while receiving meat. It was a great moment sharing your thingwith others. It made me think a lot.

After Eid holidays, when I went toschool, I also brought my chocolates with me and divided among my classmates.Everyone was very shocked to see my change. Their behavior with me changed andmany of them became my friends.

I lost one friend but due to him, Imade a big group of friends. I will always remember Rambo. I love you Rambo!

یاروں کی محفل

2011-10-23T00:51:00.001+05:00

Friendship 2

2011-09-18T05:09:00.000+05:00

~~Never underestimate your enemy~~

Never overestimate your friend

[It can hurt more :( ]

Friendship

2011-06-26T05:48:00.000+05:00

If friend in need is a friend indeed, than money is my best friend

An open letter to World

2011-03-15T17:49:00.000+05:00

To,
The World

Dear World!
I have been a lively inhabitant on you since I have come to my senses. A lot of other people around me have understood the real meaning of life due to positive energy coming out of me.
But now I am sorry to say that I am feeling very sad now-a-days. I will not be able to spread that positive energy for an uncertain time duration. I hope this will not effect moods of your other inhabitants. Have fun!

Yours truly
Taimur Ahmad

I married a CA (story)

2011-01-21T15:56:00.003+05:00

When I told my mom that I wanted a professional woman as my wife, she got me one; ‘A Chartered Accountant’.

She uses LIFO (last in first out) method while taking out the refrigerated food. She thinks I am no good at figure work. Fine with me, for now she handles the budget of the house.

Initially she used to send me a bill at the end of the month, but when I told her that I am not her client but her husband, she asks for the money in advance.

The expenses had been rising steadily over the months, so one day I snooped into the papers maintained in a current file. No wonder she was charging conveyance and overtime to the household budget.

She is crazy; I tell her but she corrects me, ‘No, my darling. I am the auditor.’ I fail to see the light. Every scrap of the paper in our house is filed. She tells me, as per some ordinance, she must keep a copy of everything for at least ten years before destroying it. I am worried.

The other day we had an hour long fight. Later, I got to know that she had charged that hour to a client of hers, in the time sheet. My time was put down as unoccupied.

She says that she loves me and I tell her that I love her too. However, she never believes me. She says that there is susceptibility of it being a misstatement. She wants my representation on this and expert opinion of some specialist!

It was not long ago that my brother’s wedding was to be solemnised. Wedding cards had been sent to friends and relatives. After sometime, I steadily started receiving letters of affirmation. I was puzzled until my wife explained that external evidence was more reliable. She had called for confirmations from all those to whom cards were sent.

When she cooks, my wife at times doesn’t go by the recipe. Where the recipe says add half teaspoon of vinegar, one teaspoon black salt or one teacup of water, she ignores them. She says that they are not material when taken in context of whole meal being prepared.

She is crazy, I am frankly telling you. Surprisingly, everybody calls her an auditor, instead. I checked the dictionary and it didn’t state that auditor is a synonym for crazy. The dictionary must be outdated. When we got married, she had given me an Engagement Letter, and I had said: how cute, how sweet. Now she gives it to me every year saying that her ‘standards’ state that a new one must be sent if there is any indication that I have misunderstood the objective and scope of engagement. Hanh!

Apart from sending me the engagement letter once again, she says I can’t get rid of her easily. She says that she has the right of being heard before I appoint someone else. It seems I must keep reading one local and another English newspaper published and circulated in the vicinity of our house for more details.

Phew! For a minute, I thought that we had jeopardised our ‘going concern’ status. Dare I say so?? I am told by one of my female colleagues, who is married to a CMA (Cost and Management Accountant), that the scenario is even worse when the guy is a cost and management accountant. Apparently he capitalised the wedding expenses as preliminary expenses and is writing them off each year.

Also, the time he spent dating his wife before marrying her is still under consideration for valuation under International Accounting Standard-38 - valuation of Intangible Assets.

So, guys, please think twice ... should you really marry a CMA or CA? And yes, please discount it by the appropriate rate to arrive at the present value of the risk of doing so!!!

NOTE: The above story is NOT a work of fiction. Similarity to real life is probable (As per International Accounting Standard-37).

(Courtesy from a story published in THE NEWS- US MAGAZINE)

Let's think out of the box (story)

2010-12-21T20:35:00.001+05:00

"Now I am going to ask you people to do something. You will have to do it immediately. OK?" The speaker asked to the audience (including me).

"OK" we said.

"Close your eyes and wish for something. Open your eyes after 10 seconds" he said. All of us closed our eyes.

During that blackout, I felt a strange sensation about people wishes. They had gathered to attend a seminar held by re known psychiatrist. I wished for a load-shedding free Pakistan (those were the days of worst load shedding). When we opened our eyes, all of us were smiling and looking at each other curiously. As expected, the speaker started asking the wishes.

"I wished for my love" said a young man smiling.

"I will not tell, its a kind of secret" said another.

"I wished for my Mom, may Allah bless her with a sweet daughter-in-law" said the next one.

The answers and smiles continued till the end. After that, the speaker went back to the stage and asked us for another favor. But this time, it was in a different tone.

"I think most of you took it in humorous way but that's not the problem" he said, "It actually reflects your mind, which in my opinion, is restricted within a shell. All of you wished for something which will ultimately benefit yourself. I want you people to break that shell and wish for someone else. A wish which will not benefit yourself. And you will do it right now."

We repeated the whole practice, but when we opened our eyes again, no one was smiling. On asking the answers, most of us hesitated in telling. It seemed that wishing for someone else was considered an amusing thing to do. Most of the wishes were strange,

"There is a poor family in my neighborhood, I wish for their financial stability"

"I wished that every person in this world might find a suitable source of earning"

"God bless every ill person with good health" etc etc...

When we were finished, the speaker smiled at us and said

"Are you feeling any change within yourself? Any relief? Any self respect?"

"Yes" we said.

"Than my dear fellows! You have again wished for something which has benefited yourself. But this time, I liked your style"...

(This story won the "Tamasha Speak up your mind contest")

.... اردو کے نام

2010-12-11T20:55:00.003+05:00

I observed in my college that students like English more than Urdu. Being a member of editorial board of my college magazine (Al-Haseeb magazine), I felt it my responsibility to provoke students to write in Urdu. So I write this small poem for notice board

English writing may be attracting you more

پر اردو کا ھے اپنا اندازبیاں اور

ہم ہیں پاکستا نی، اردو کے جان نشیں
ہم غالب کی تر پ، ہم اقبال کا شاہیں

کہانیاں، غزلیات، مضامین اور افسانے
اردو زباں میں چھپے ہیں، بیش بہا خزانے

تو لکھیئے کچھ اردو بھی، کہ نہیں کوئی اسکا جو ڑ
اور بھیج دیجئےالحسیب میگزین کو فی الافور

ICAP Logo

2010-10-03T13:53:00.002+05:00

Participated in ICAP logo designing competition (for its Golden Jubilee year). For the people not familiar with ICAP, Institution of Chartered Accountants of Pakistan (ICAP) is a professional body of Chartered Accountants in Pakistan, and represents accountants employed in public practice, business and industry, and the public and private sectors.

I know it was not worthy enough for winning but I had a nice experience. Better luck next time, I hope so……..
BTW, here is the winning design

I will never go there again (story)

2010-06-27T13:02:00.003+05:00

Summer holidays were going very well for Rimsha as she had done her homework and was spending most of her time on Play station.
On one fine day, she received a call from her classmate friend Mahnoor. After casual discussion, Mahnoor invited Rimsha to her home
“Why don’t you come and visit my place?”said Mahnoor.

“mmm… Ok. I have got nothing important.” said Rimsha

Soon, Rimsha realized that she had made the biggest mistake of her life.

Mahnoor’s house was few streets away so Rimsha thought of going by walking. When she reached the street where Mahnoor’s house was located, she saw a pack of dogs under a tree. Dogs were the biggest fear of Rimsha’s life. After watching them, breath stuck in Rimsha’s throat for a while. Dogs also watched her curiously and after some introductory growling, they started chasing her. Rimsha ran for her life until she reached Mahnoor’s home where she fell down heavily on the road. When she came back to her senses again, she saw that all the dogs had been vanished.

“Thank God!” Rimsha sighed. But she didn't knew that the worst was yet to come.

When she pressed the doorbell button, she received an electric shock which raised her hair from the back of her head and threw her few inches away. Door was opened by few children who had water guns in their hands. They, without any mercy, fired their guns at Rimsha.

Rimsha was survived by Mahnoor who kicked off the children and fetch Rimsha inside the house. When
Rimsha gained back her consciousness, Mahnoor said sorry for what had just happened. She brought Rimsha to her guest room. When Rimsha sat on the chair, she fell off again as the chair had broken its leg. Besides watching stars in day, she also saw some of Mahnoor’s family members laughing at her condition.

This treatment turned off the mood of Rimsha. Mahnoor tried to cheer her up by serving her with French Fries with coke. But the fries were as hard as brick and the coke was more like a water of black color.

After having the meal, Rimsha told Mahnoor that she needed to go to washroom. But Mahnoor told her there was problem of sewerage at her home and water was not coming.

Rimsha started feeling very uneasy and said Mahnoor good bye. She ran back to her house with the same dogs chasing her again. Rimsha decided never to go there again.

Pakistani Folk Tale

2010-05-21T22:58:00.002+05:00

Films, Movies and Dialogues

2010-05-09T21:05:00.001+05:00

my first ghazal

2010-05-09T21:01:00.001+05:00

What’s in your pocket?

2010-03-12T02:26:00.003+05:00

Every country in this world has its official currency notes. These currency notes are made and designed according to the cultural standards and economic requirements of the inhabitants of that country. Almost every currency note has a picture printed on its backside. These pictures not only enhance the beauty of the note, but also they show the historical or geographical outlook of the country.

Government f Pakistan has issued 8 newly designed currency notes. Every note has a picture printed on its backside. Here is the information about these pictures.

5 Rupee Note

This is the image of Gawadar Port. Gawadar is the district of Baluchistan. Government of Pakistan started building Gawadar port in 2002. In 2004, the first phase of its construction was completed. The administrative control of port is handled by the company PSA Singapore. China also has a huge investment for the development of this port.

Gawadar port has a great economical importance for Pakistan as it will create billions of dollars for Pakistan and will attract foreign investment in the other parts of the country. It will also reduce the increasing administrative burden on Karachi port.

10 Rupee Note

The image is a view of Khyber Pass which is situated in Jamrud, NWFP. Khyber Pass is a border line area between Afghanistan and Pakistan. It has been the route for many afghan refugees coming to Pakistan. It was built by British government in 1879. It has become a sign of bond between Pakistanis and Afghanis.

20 Rupee Note

This image shows the ruins of Mohenjo-Daro. These are situated in Sindh and are considered as one of the oldest civilizations in the world. This city is believed to be constructed around 2600 B.C and it was the most well developed region in Indus Valley Civilization. These ruins were discovered in 1922.

50 Rupee Note

This mountain is none other than K2. K2 is the second largest mountain in the world after Mount Everest. It is located in northern areas of Pakistan in Karakoram mountain range. It is almost 8611 meters high and attracts a huge number of mountain climbers from all over the world.

100 Rupee Note

This image is a front view of residency of founder of our country, Quaid-e-Azam, Muhammad Ali Jinnah. It is located in Ziarat, a beautiful hill station near Quetta. Quaid-e-Azam spent last few months of his life in this residency. It has now become a museum and has a various collection of belongings to Quaid-e-Azam.

500 Rupee Note

This is the image of Badshahi Mosque which is situated in Lahore. It was built in 1673 by Mughal emperor Aurangzeb. This mosque is grandeur of Mughal emperor due to its vastness and beautiful construction. It used to be the worldʼs biggest mosque. Almost 55,000 worshipers can offer pray in it.

1000 Rupee Note

This is the image of Islamia College Peshawar. This college was built in 1913 and is famous because a large number of leaders participating in war of freedom were educated in this institution. Quaid-e-Azam also had the bond of affection with this college as he gave a part of his belongings to this college in his will.

5000 Rupee Note

This is the image of Shah Faisal Mosque situated in capital city of Islamabad. It is named after Shah Faisal bin Abdul Aziz of Saudi Arabia who made a big contribution in the construction of this fort. According to Guinness Book of World Records, it is the biggest mosque in the world with a space for over 300,000 worshipers.

Flaunt your Talent (story)

2010-03-12T02:22:00.004+05:00

People believe only when they see for themselves. So if you have a talent, no one will admire you unless you prove it by flaunting it.

There is a famous quote in Urdu language Jungle main mor naacha, kis ne dekha? That is ‘who saw the peacock dancing in the jungle?’, basically meaning that what is the use of a peacock displaying its beautiful feathers and doing a dance when there is no one to admire it.

Most people don’t get the meaning of this saying the first time round. Talal was one such person. He thought that it was a meaningless sentence but one day something happened to him and realised its actual meaning. Here is what happened to Talal.

Talal was a bright student of his class and always enjoyed his position as a great athlete. He was going to participate in the annual sports day as a cyclist and was sure that his daily practice will help him win the competition.

One day, when he was going to school on his bicycle, he thought of checking that how fast he could go. He started paddling as fast as possible and after some time he saw the speedometer’s needle cross the 60km/h mark. He was surprised and happy at the same time as he had never been so fast before. He decided to tell this to his friends and hurried towards the classroom where his friends were sitting and the class was not started yet. He reached them and after the greetings, he told them about his super speed very excitedly. But his all eagerness vanished after watching the reaction of his friends because they had all started laughing as if they had heard a joke.

“Sixty kilometres per hour! You must be riding a horse instead,” sneered one of his friend.

“Guess what! I went to the moon last night but came back soon because my mobile phone was not catching the signal there,” ridiculed another friend and all of them laughed again.

Talal became speechless as he was not expecting such a reaction from his friends. He spent the whole day in a bad mood as he didn’t like people not trusting him. He went to home and started playing a racing game on the Playstation to divert his thoughts. All of a sudden, he realised that he had just made the highest possible score in the game. He became happy and called his brother to show him. But as soon as his brother arrived, the light went off and the Playstation’s screen went blank. When he told his brother about the high score, he was once again shocked to see the reaction.

“Keep trying to fool me with your jokes as I know you can never reach the high score,” that’s what his brother had said.

He spent the next day in the same bad mood and decided to concentrate only on the bicycle race which was going to be held the next day. As the competition day arrived, he reached the stadium supported by his school friends. He was very confident as he had practised a lot. When race started, he paddled like never before and his efforts not only gave him the first position but he also managed to make a new personal record by attaining a remarkable speed of 66km/h.

After receiving trophy from the chief guest, he reached his friends who were cheering him in a completely different way.

“You did it man. You are the best cyclist in town. I knew it the moment you told me that you have crossed 60km/h barrier,” said one of his friend.

“You paddled the cycle like a cheetah chasing a deer. And maybe you were right the other day,” put in another friend.

It was at that moment when he realised the actual meaning of phrase. No one knows that the dance of peacock is worth watching because the peacock only dances in jungle where there are no human beings. People believe things only when they see for themselves. So if you have a talent, no one will admire you unless you prove it by doing it in front of them.

That night, Talal was once again playing on the Playstation to make his brother aware of his talent at the game.

Sharing the torrent way

2010-03-12T02:16:00.002+05:00

Faisal was much tensed as he had been trying to send his assignment to his university through e-mail but the size of assignment was more than 100 megabytes and the e-mail could attach only up to only 10 megabyte file. He had to submit it till next day but he was getting hopeless about it. Suddenly he reminded of sharing a file through torrent. He created a torrent link of his assignment which was just few kilobytes and sent it to the university. It coasted him just few second.

What is a torrent?

Torrent is a link used to share a specific file between two or more computers. If anyone wants to share a file saved on his computer, he can create a torrent link of that file and send that link to the person to whom he wants to share that file. When that person will open that torrent link, it will create networking between his computers with yours. He will be able to access that file on your computer and download it.

Clients in this process

There are several clients in this process. All the parties sharing or downloading the file through torrents are termed as peer. The person who sends a torrent link of a specific file for the first time is initial seeder. When anyone has downloaded a file sent by initial seeder, he also becomes a seeder. The place where you can find a torrent of specific file is called tracker. So, it can be said that the Faisal was the initial seeder, his e-mail address was the tracker and the university computer became the seeder of his assignment.

How it is done?

When anyone creates a torrent of a file, he actually splits up the file into small pieces ranging from 64KB to 4MB. When anyone reaches the file through torrent, he downloads it in parts. There are several softwares used to download the torrents, the most famous of which is utorrent. These softwares arrange the downloaded parts of a file in a single file.
If you are downloading a file from torrent, it is possible that the software is accessing different parts of file from different seeders. In this way, the speed of downloading increases.

Benefits

Torrent technology was introduced in 2001. Since than, its use as a downloading agent has been increasing day by day. As mentioned earlier, it has become possible to transfer big files through internet. The torrents of every good movie, song, game, or any other entertainment file can be found on internet. Once you get a torrent of your favorite thing, all you need to do is to just add the torrent in the software like utorrent.

Drawbacks

It was mentioned above that Faisal sent the torrent link of his assignment to university. But one thing Faisal should keep in his mind is that he should remain his computer switch on until the file reaches the target. If he switches off his computer, the torrent will fail to access Faisal’s computer and there will be pause in downloading until he switch on his computer again. So, the seeders should remain their computers switched on.
The greatest drawback caused by torrents is the demolishing of software policy and copyright acts. If you buy a movie and send its torrent to the internet, you are actually breaching the copyright act of that movie. Similarly, downloading pirated softwares through torrents has been observed a common habit amongst most of the people. It has caused a significant increase in the cyber crime. Many steps have been taken to reduce this practice.
People also use torrents to spread virus as they send the torrents of virus infected files on internet with foul names and other people download it without knowing it. So it is recommended to have a good antivirus installed in your computer while downloading from torrents. I downloaded an antivirus from torrent.

I am a kite (story)

2010-03-12T01:58:00.002+05:00

“Life is uncertain,” I must say, as my life is full of uncertainty.I faced all these uncertain events only in one day. People remember that day as “Basant”.
“You should never be hopeless,” I realized when I was bought after waiting five straight hours in a renowned shop of the city. My owner was a young guy wearing a dashing dress and spectacles. After reaching home, he took me directly to the roof.

“Sky has no limit,” I concluded when I saw upwards. There were many members of my family flying (or being flied) and the sky was full of colors. Kites of every size and shape could be seen. When I opened my eyes further, I could see a flood of lights twinkling from every roof.
“Bo kataa!” I heard a loud noise from the neighborhood where a group of teenagers were flying kites. “Bo kaata”, “Bo kaata”, “Bo kaata”, many voices. “Oh my God!” I thought as there were thousands of people on hundreds of roofs. All looking anxious and watching towards the sky.
“Ouch!” I cried as my owner had just created a couple of holes in me with a pointed stick. Then he took a ball of twine and tied its one end to my newly created holes.
“Give me Kanni, Please!” he said to a beautiful girl who smiled and picked me up. She walked to the other end of the roof and let go of me after lifting me up in the air.
“Wow!” I exclaimed watching the after-effects of kanni. My owner held my twine with the help of which he was controlling me in the air. It was a very beautiful sight to watch the city from the sky. I could see people dancing with each other, helping themselves with delicious cuisines and thousands of kites flying with me. And I could see a kite coming directly towards me rapidly and I could see its twine rubbing on my twine and…
“Bo kaata!” I heard the noise again and learnt its meaning as my twine, the bond between me and my owner, had been cut off and I was floating in the air as the bob of a pendulum and heading straight towards earth.
“Safe landing,” I sighed when I was caught by an elderly looking man having big moustaches. He tied a new twine to me and flew me in no time. My new owner definitely knew the techniques to fly kites. Before he could fly me further, another kite tried to rub my thread. But it was my good luck that roar of “Bo kaata” was from my owner. During the next 20 minutes, he roared the same slogan many times and I could see many kites going downwards. My owner was a true kite flyer.
“I love you!” I shouted.
“I love you too!” I could feel his answer through his eyes.
But I changed my decision about my owner as he brought a gun and fired many bullets in the air which created a huge panic in neighborhood.
“Thank God!” I thanked God as my thread got broken after some time miraculously and I was once again heading towards the earth.
In the next few hours, I changed many owners. Many of them changed my twines and pasted several bandages all over me. That treatment reminded me of National Assembly of my country.
“Such a loser!” I passed comments about my last owner while heading towards earth because he was using metallic thread, and yet, could not fly me for more than two minutes.
“Always use helmet while riding a bike,” I tried to advise a man who just fell from his bike while saving himself from my floating thread.
“Ouch!” I cried as I had hit a lamppost in my way. As I got trapped, my twine was plugged in the electrical transformer. It was a very frightening moment because I knew that my twine could cause short-circuit in electrical lampposts.
“BOOM!” My bad dreams came true as soon I could see sparks all around me and the whole area plunged into darkness. I knew this was time to leave the world.

Messing with the Mess (story)

2010-03-12T01:53:00.003+05:00

“Taimur! Will you do me a favour please!” my mother asked me when I was playing PC games.

I always disliked people disturbing me when I am playing computer games. And I also knew that tone of my mom. Whenever she called me like that, she always had a difficult task planned for me.

“Yes mom! What happened now?” I asked.

“Nothing happened!” she replied. I was just thinking that if your exams are over it does not mean that you waste all your time on PC. There are tons of useless items in the storeroom. You should better clean it!”

The first thought which came to my mind was the picture of the storeroom. It was the messiest room of our house. All of my family used to throw broken or useless items in it. I felt a tiring chill spread over my spine after hearing that order. But I thought not to argue with mom because she was right in a sense that I was not doing anything except playing games.

When I entered the storeroom, a cloud of dust welcomed me, which caused me to cough. I went back and brought a duster and a broom to clean the room. I also wrapped a handkerchief around my face as prevention against dust. I was looking like a thief searching for money.

First, I cleaned the dust from the things. Then I thought about where to begin? There were two showcases in the corner and a bunch of useless furniture lying on the floor. I decided to mess with the showcases first.
In both the showcases there were old letters, Eid cards and wedding invitations. When I started packing the letters, I couldn’t help leaving them unread. I began to read the first one, it was from my uncle living abroad written to my father.

One should never interrupt anyone’s privacy. The thought struck me and I decided not to read any more letters. But the way letters were written really inspired me. There was no specific paper for the message. The messages were written on the inner side of the envelopes.

I had never received any letter from my friends. I always received sms or emails. But when I glanced at all the letters in front of me, I realized the strength of affection that gives you emotions to spend hours in writing so the message you want to convey would be delivered properly. Letters really show the emotions of the sender. Sms and emails are matchless against the importance of letters. I also found old greeting cards. I found an Eid card, which was sent to me by my old school friend. Then I found a sorry card, which my sister gave me eight years ago when she had colored my coloring book without my permission and I had spent hours in crying.
I also found a speech I made in my secondary school, my father’s college card, my mother’s matriculation mark sheet (which I decided to hide somewhere far more unreachable so I may blackmail my mother afterwards) and old working notes from my father’s diaries.

I removed stamps from the letters and decided to make a collection. Then I packed all the letters in a specific manner and pasted greeting cards all over the showcases which made them really beautiful.
After handling the showcases, I realized that I have done only a minor portion of my work. There were useless hardware, broken furniture and other small items lying. I felt the same chill again but carried on my mission.

First I brought all the useless furniture out of the room. I made wickets from old chairs to play cricket. I also made several interesting things like dollhouse, wiper and baskets afterwards.
When I was cleaning the floor, I suddenly felt shocked to see a ghost’s face. It was a matter of few seconds when I realized that it is not a ghost but a broken mirror lying on the floor. The dust had made my face look like a ghost. I quickly washed my face before getting back to work. I separated all the useless hardware and gave to my sister who was learning to paint and toy making those days. She made many interesting toys from them and gave them beautiful shapes.

Everything was turning perfect so far but then I found old videotapes of Indian movies. No one uses them now. I pulled out the plastic tapes from them. On Independence Day, I used the same tapes to hang little flags of Pakistan all over my house.

Now my storeroom was looking like a room with too much vacant space. I transferred my PC in the storeroom. Now I play PC games with no interruption as no one wants to go to the storeroom.

A Boring Day

2010-03-12T01:43:00.002+05:00

“What are your plans for this Eid?” I asked my friends before Eid holidays.
“The same as always,” said one of them, “I have to go to my village with my family.”
“Me too,” said another.
“Me three,” said another.
I became very sad after hearing their plans as I had no such plan of family gathering. It happens on every Eid. It may be a very harsh thing to say but Eid day is the most boring day for me in the whole year.

It is not only me who gets bored during this day; most of my friends also have the same opinion. The reason is that there is nothing much to do. It is just like a simple family gathering.
It is true that many people have fun on this day but most of them are girls and women. They have a variety of tasks to do on this day —- dress up prettily with lovely bangles and matching jewelry, prepare delicious cuisine and entertain guests.
Boys…well…they have nothing much to do. After offering Eid prayers, they come back to home and then all they can do is eat, eat and only eat. But eating only cannot be a source of entertainment. Then what can they do to entertain themselves?
Playing cricket… No way, no one would let us play in the heat on Eid day and spoil our dress.
Surf on Internet… Never mind! It is the common routine. There is nothing special in it.
All they can do on Eid is going to play lands and enjoy games. But on Eid, these places are so over crowded that it is very hard to find place for yourself.
Then what should they do on Eid to make this day special. Fly kites? But this act has been reserved for Basant. Yes! Basant is the true Eid for boys. They fly kites, compete with each other in this skill, play music and arrange delightful feasts. Friends gather instead of family members and create much tumult. Girls also enjoy Basant. They have almost the same stuff to do as on Eid.
The problem is that we have indulged ourselves so much into such habits that we enjoy more on Basant than on Eid. We should not forget the fact that Basant is a cultural festival and Eid is the religious one.
I think the best possible way to celebrate Eid is to have get-togethers to discuss experiences of Ramazan and finding ways to helping poor. From now onwards, I won’t be bored during Eid holidays; I would find ways to keep myself busy by helping the poor.