Unworthy of Title

Well there are morons and then there are idiots. I happen to see both the kinds everyday. Some of the first kind call me on a regular basis. Not that they are that habitually; They are so just out of circumstances. I wouldn't even ever like to call them so, but when the pent-up frustation gets better of me, I just can't help it. I am sorry folks but I am that miserable sometimes. You people are too sweet and understanding to say anything derogatory. I am sorry from the deepest point of my heart for calling you names when the real reason for my frustation is something else.

Now coming to something real, my real source of frustation is the bunch of characters who sit around me, but not in its real sense. Not everyone around me is so, most of them are genuinely good people, just like the people whom I speak with over the phone on a regular basis. But a sizable bunch of them are such b*#$&@!~, just don't ask me to descrive that 'special tribe'. I don't understand how do they handle critical situation in their lives. I mean with no IQ at all, they are just adding no value to anything; the organization, the callers, knowledge pool & their ownself. Never have I seen so unmotivated bunch of idiots thinking they will make it real. What an Illusion, huh .! Not any of them deserve to call themselves engineers when they don't F*@&&*! know what they are dealing with. It's like arming Monkeys with swords to protect you from intruders. That makes it to podium finish for a Perfect Plan for Suicide!

Enough said...

Wanna Trip? Join Me!

After another stupid, incoherent, worthless, etc. etc. week; I am now gonna trip on something during the weekend. Too sad, my sis will be here, but will still try to steal a few moments of peace and live in a hallucinated heaven. Never have I been so motivated...

Mekaal Hasan Band

These days, I am listening a lot to Mekaal Hasan Band. Somehow their Jazz-Punjabi Sufi-Classic Rock Fusion Music is just the type I would need in a stressed out situation. Somehow, time and time again, Rock has such a cooling effect when I'm flushed with anger; It just cools me down from bursting or giving up for good. And It just gets metter when fused with Indian Instruments. The only thing I could thank god for is creating Rock music. Honestly, I would have been dead by now had it not been this channel which brings me down from high mercurial levels.

By the way, for the uninformed, they are the most happening band of Pakistan Rock scene. But categorically speaking, they are not exactly Pop or Rock but a jazz-fusion band. Something like Fuzon, who like to blend indian classical music with their western influences. Mekaal got his Jazz influences while studying music in Boston School of Music (A home to many famous musician) & when he came back to Pakistan, he started recording for many leading artists. He has also played for Junoon, One of the Leading Sufi Rock bands of the Sub-Continent. One can read more about them at following places :

More on Mekaal Hasan @ Wiki - The Guitarist
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mekaal_Hasan

Mekaal Hasan Band - Official Website
http://www.mekaalhasanband.com/

A Little More on Mekaal Hasan Band's History
http://insiyasyed.blogspot.com/2004/03/sampooran-by-mekaal-hassan-band.html

Mekaal Hasan Band - Sampooran Review
http://www.eruditiononline.com/reviews/music/mhb_sampooran.htm

Check them out sometime. You would love them.

The Leaf

I took this picture a few days ago while wandering around my home. Can't believe It delivered such solid results...

Sometimes

Some times,
The words leave you wordless,
The dawn brings all darkness
You believe you win
But in the end,
You don't.

Sometimes,
You want to jump off the cliff,
Detoxify impurities in your soul,
Remove traces of anguish & sheer hatred,
Cool you heels after a bloody massacre.

Sometimes,
You want to soak the rain
Wash that potrait You drew a long time ago
In desperation, You step out of home,
Only to find a dry hot Sun laughing at you.

Sometimes,
You hate the world so much
Try & Go find a knife,
Slice the life in two,
But yesterday, you had lent that knife to your neighbor.

Sometimes,
Even the death doesn't want to embrass you,
and the life is looking down at you,
You wish sometimes
Your wishes should be granted after all,
Sometimes...

I QUIT

Beginning the day with a couple of remarks from you know whom. What a wonderful start of a day. Hating someone like world hates AIDS, I can't sit at my desk today. I never ever felt this humilited; not even that day when I was denied a promotion opportunity because of my so called arrogance. Last night, I was talking with one of my dearest friends and he said that my arrogance is my biggest shortcoming. If that be the case, let me take care of the root cause. Here today I decide that I QUIT.

Dreams & Reality

Going Nostalgic, I am picking up some pieces from my blogging past. I once started blogging with this piece of inspiration, from I don't know where. June 24, 2005 was the date...



Fly away
To a secret home.
A serendipity of no sorts
A wish of nothing.

An absolute void.
A Land of Black Charred Grass.
An Electric Blue Moon.
A Star with No Light.

Wish a Life.
So Simple as a line drawn straight.
Think of the unselfish kind.
River as it flows without a Goal.

Sunshine with Seven Colors.
Or Water with No color.
Doesn't,
Shouldn't,
Wouldn't matter
If the want is there no more.

No civilizations to change.
No bonds to break.
No rules to be made.
No paths to be followed.

Completeness in its best.
As it should have & would have been.
Alas,
It is not.
A true mirage
Still a trillion light years away.

Carry on, Laugh & Talk,
Before the Lightening strikes,
Everything would be washed away,
The day Apocalypse happens.

Run while one can,
Till the fall doesn't take the strength away.
Carry on,
Till the collision doesn't happen,

Of Satisfaction and Money,
Of Imitations and Originals,
Of Truth and Ideas,
Of Dreams and Reality...

Wish Stars Could Talk

As I write here, I am physically present @ my office, but my mind is thousands of miles away. I don't feel like working today, but to talk to someone who would just sit & hear me & no comments at all. And once I am finished, just sit with me staring the stars. Dreamy; isn't it? But not impossible, given that you have the courage to ask someone to be that someone. And I realize that I don't have. I wrote above that "Wish Stars Could Talk". What a way to dream & what a great way to escape reality. May be someday, may be today I will write something on that subject too; but it doesn't end there. My need to talk; My need of stargazing; My need of a true friend; My need of being a little courageous.