An adventurous night

At the start of 5th semester our university decided to change our hostel. The new hostel was nearer to university but it had many cons. The staff members at the new hostel are rude and unprofessional. They could have probably more experience but less courtesy and manners. The rooms are small and number of students in a rooms has increased from 2 to 3. Also the rooms are non-ventilated. No rooms has its attached bathroom so there are community or combined bathrooms. You know very well the condition of these bathroom. So I will not bother explaining. The rules here are strict and the staff you know.

Last Thursday, some friend of mine suggest to go out and have some fun as it was the 2nd last day of our stay at hostel (oh… don’t be so happy. We’ll be here for 2 years) before going back to our towns. Our initial plan was to go before 6’o clock but there was an interesting bet going on in our hostel.
The bet was that a boy said that in GTA-Vice City, he could kill Diaz before doing that infamously difficult mission of RC plane. He bet Rs.3000 with his other 3 friends. So game was downloading and the scene was ON. Any ways, we exited hostel at 7:30 approximately.

Our plan was to go to Bahria town. So we waited at G.T road for conveyance. But there seemed no chance of it. When suddenly a pick up car stopped in front of us. We jumped in there and I noticed there are no seats back there. Soon we all realize that it was the car which transport animals (Gai, Bhains, Bakry etc).

He dropped us at the main entrance of Bahria town. So we walked 2 km to the commercial area. There we ate roll parathas from famous Hot N Spicy. A friend (Hammad) needed Eid clothes. We went to a shop. As we were entering the shop, Nomi got p**p under his shoes. He did not know and entered the shop. I smelled and saw the spots on white floor. Nomi immediately left the shop along with others leaving me and Hammad there. We explores the shop for some time. Meanwhile the owner of the shop entered the shop from outside and shouted abruptly “What the hell is this? Clean it up and spray the fragrance”. After cleaning and spraying the smell was still there so fenile was applied there but no result. Eventually ACs were turned off and doors were opened.

We left the shop with zero shopping and left them with smell. We went to a sheesha club. We remained there for an hour. It was 11’o clock already. The new hostel has the policy that no one can enter the hostel after 11. We walked to the main gate and kept walking. There was no sign of any transport at that time especially in Islamabad and especially at G.T road. We kept walking by telling each other horror stories about that area. We walked a whole lot of our journey when we rented the taxi and reached our hostel at 1’o clock. There was no one at the gate. So we knocked. No one answered.

We saw a shadow at 2nd floor. It was Ali Asghar. We asked him to awake the keeper. The gate keeper refused to open the gate. We asked him for a favor but he would not open the gate. It was 1 in the night and we were exhausted from walking. Soon two of my friends lost their temper and stared to shout on him. But it was no good. I started to make my mind to sleep on the footpath when the care taker sahib came awake from his precious sleep. His started his stories on how much dangerous time is. We were like ‘let us in man!!!!!’ He opened the gate with a warning and let us in Finally.

It was an adventurous night with so so much fun, pain, frustration and pleasure.

Chap#5 (There he was)

"Mr. Holmer" shouted the old man. "there  Mr. holmer a note for you ". And he  just went without saying a word .The note said "Hilltop ,Beside the Oak tree, eleven Sharp".

Quite Curious was he, and at the same time nervous too. Didn’t know what is happening. Went home. Dressed up Dandy. A real gentleman ! respectful, genteel, sensitive, refined, courteous, cultured, sophisticated, thoughtful, considerate, diplomatic, well-mannered, assertive. Yes he did went there,Hill top.It was scary but beautiful at the same time.

Snow sparkling like a million diamonds under the sky.Deep breath and there she was standing behind the oak tree.First it was quite blur, He had walked much,but soon it came clear and beautiful , she was the same girl he saw at the ball. Couldn’t let his eyes go off her. She looked like a fairy in that white dress, She seemed to belong to that snow.Holmers heart was beating fast and cold but couldn’t disturb him because he was in some other world right now !

The trees were stiff and frozen. Her breath looked as though she has just puffed. See the stars for miles in the Sky meadow, perfectly aligned sky.

Snow was a sight from a Landscape, so perfectly laid by Artist, In this case nature. No imperfections but her footsteps. The moon so bright it lit up the whole forest as  she was carrying a lamp with her.

He came near her . " Is it you" he said.She was frosting but looking so pretty that he wanted her to be there forever infront of him.She said "i am like you" . He didn’t understand and then he did . "oh you mean".? . . " yes i mean i can " she said. Holmer was afraid of her ,or may be her beauty . he was kind of startled.And then she spoke again ,Her voice !It was warm and flowing like hot chocolate, and everything seemed to relax when she had something to say, and she had. " Holmer The fractions you travel to future are  bound to near future and if you again travel to future fraction that would be your last fraction". Holmer was frightened and said" you mean i would be "

" yes i mean you would die, I just didn’t want to bring it that way, You can go to past only, I’ve travelled I know" Holmer believed her like he knew her since the day he was born.Holmer had an unusual type of attraction towards her. He didn’t felt of asking her name but he wanted to. He didn’t want to let her go off her eyes.Holmer said" Miss what i. . . ." ...and she interupted "Areeb it is" . . Like she knew everything before he even said it.She was amazing.

Holmer couldnt resist ,he was a charm too hah .

"Will you walk with me?Can you do that much?" Holmer said.. . . 

"I cant"Areeb said nervously.

"Young woman, if you do not walk with me, I shall go mad! positively insane and do crazy things to myself! " Homer smiling and acting to make her say !

"Say, "Holmer" - that's me -"Thank you".I would love to walk with you, and talk with you, and get to know you, and...resolve things" (Holmer said with all the dandy thing and gentleman he had in him!! Holmer smiled all the time he said this!)

And there she was smiling now . Holmer was right ,When she smiled it enlightened and this time it enlightened his whole world! Stars and all the beauty was nothing against her smile.Her smile left him breathless, speechless, heart pounding, deep breaths, and shaky hands.

"Yes" she said . . .

she was late trying to get back ,"One o clock,Monday behind the church lake" she said with a deep breath. . .

Holmer smiled "She is crazy about me"

hah self obsessed man but no more because he met her . . . . .

Stages of Child Development

Cooing: Around six months, babies start making noises. They shout, growl and coo.


Babbling: Around 10 months of age, children start making more meaningful sounds. This is called the babbling stage. They usually start with repetitions of b and m.




One word stage: Around 12 to 18 months, the children start speaking one word sentences. At this stage, children have an active vocabulary of 20 - 50 words.




Two word stage: Till 24 months, children start speaking a two word sentences: "Mommy water", "Daddy look"

Invention of Cats Eye

The Invention of Cat's Eyes

Percy Shaw was driving back home to Halifax from Bradford on a cold dark foggy night when his car headlights reflected in a cat's eyes. He instantly hit upon the idea to make cat's eye road markers which are now used all over the world to guide drivers on deadly dark stretches of road. What a remarkable inspiration!

Percy Shaw worked hard for 6 years on the design and finally, in 1936, he patented his invention. The first installation was done without charge by Shaw's company. Within days, the number of accidents on that road reduced due to the reflective road markers and BAM! cat's eyes were everywhere.

Born to humble parents of fourteen children, Shaw made a difference in the world by his low maintenance self-cleaning invention which saves countless lives every day.

✿нυxηαιη✿

Chapter 4 (There he was)

Holmer had his uncle left in this world and he had put him in the restaurant. At first Homer didn’t even knew how to break an egg shell but as we know skill requires time so the time went by and holmer learned cooking, His specialty was his Deserts that made the whole town his big fan. He soon was hired at the finest place in town. It was named Raspberry, the restaurant .he was sufficed with his earning there and he always tried new things. But as we know there are no roses without thorns. The Rivalry restaurant named Fellitachi’s new that they have seen a crisis just because of this guy, just because of this guy named holmer. The folks were always after him, trying to threaten him, trying to make him stop working, some tried to bribe him to join Fellitachi’s. Holmer was a loyal personality. He never intended to leave the place which  gave him shelter and a  generous earning and a respectable place in town and the hearts of people.

Well The folks didn’t stop but holmer also carried out his work. The business of Raspberry was enhancing as fast as light. They received orders from other towns too. Soon did he became the manager and then he managed to own the restaurant, He had a slight happiness but he wanted his parent should’ve seen that too. Holmer sure had a busy life but he had his personal life too. He also had a home. Well wait, I wont say home. He had a house in which he lived alone. Since his parents died ,he never had any dreams of ,he just wanted to spend the rest of his life and being good at what profession he adopted. He didn’t ever try to make friends. Just adjacent to his house there was a guest house.

As his town was a hill station so people came there lived for a while and left too. He never had time nor chance to get along one.In winters 1979 there was huge snow fall in town and the roads closed and light also got cut so he got free time from restaurant for some weeks.He was afraid about that time because he had nothing to do.Sometimes he thought of the girl he saw at the college dinner,so beautiful she was. Holmer was one fine young man and he dressed well too and this frosty morning he was dressed fine too and walking on the empty road  like a gentleman with snow frosting on his head, what a splendid scene it was .

Don'ts before an important Exam

Don'ts before an important Exam


Avoid a heavy meal before you prepare for exams. Needless to add, avoid junk food delivered to your doorstep.

Avoid eating comfort food such as crisps, toffees and chocolates. They'll make you feel relaxed, dull and drowsy.

Don't take milk, milk chocolate, caffeine, soda or energy drinks. Instead drink cold water to keep you awake.

Put your alarm on and take short naps; wash your face with chilled water when you wake up.

Mobile phones and social networking sites must be shut down.

Your mind keeps getting side tracked with irrelevant stuff. Keep a notepad and jot down random 'things to do' which keep coming to your mind.

Do not sit on bed or lie down when preparing. Stretch a little or take a little walk when your head starts spinning.

Chapter 3 (There he was)

Holmer was back .His parents wondered where he was coming from and he just remained silent. Went to his room, All night kept thinking about his parents But then he decided what can he do nothing but the nature itself! Snow all over the hills but a fine sunny morning it was. Children playing with snow, fists full of snowballs and snowmen everywhere.

Life is hard it won’t stop and drag you with itself Ahh Holmer .He joined college. This was his first year and his parents were quite excited for him but He was never the same! Never.

Brilliant at school time but now his concentration never met his academics, There he was lonely, Mysterious Gentleman. His academics records never remained the same. He was never good at his subjects again. He went home earlier everyday spent time with his dad watching soccer matches on TV and resting at his mother’s lap for hours and sense of dismay all over. Winters were about to get hard.

It was the middle of his 2nd year, He was more afraid now ,more conscious and more strange. A Ball dinner was organized by the college administration every student and parents were invited as this was about the end of their college time. Hah there he was one fine gentleman again ! black tux he was gifted by his father ,bow over the white shirt , this time more elegant ,His hair ,added the cavalier to his personality .with his parents leavign for the dinner.DAD:"Holmer ,somone is hitting on you tonight for sure " haH and a gag , a laughter after so much time ,Holmer was so happy to see the smile on his mother’s face after so much time.

They left in their  Dodge Challenger ,I must say what a beauty it was in 70's. A fine selection, Like son ,Like father. Dinner was organized fairly well. Ball dance after the dinner and Holmer so happy watching his parents dance and looking so delighted and happy and a glance. Yes A glance Of Charm!

He never had seen such girl before in his life. She was beautiful. Her lips had color of a red rose. and when she smiled or laughed, it lightened up the room.  And had she wept, the whole world would want to comfort her.

That's all I can think of...He never ended up seeing her again, College ended and he was more worried and heartless and he knew tomorrow is his birthday. Snow fell all night So did the tears. Holmer went out in the jungle he knew he couldn’t help even if he tried it would come the other way around and can be worse. Sat under the pine tree, snowed heavily and there he was in the middle of nowhere .Went back late and got the call from 911.i remember a quote that is Holmer right now “You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”

Ahh Holmer .He wanted now to sit in the lap of his mother and sleep forever,he wanted to watch a soccer match with his father but he couldn’t, What a melancholy! They were dead and he was given a violin with a note “Happy Birthday Homer" .Cried ,Yelled ,Heart pounded like hell. didn’t want to live ,"What’s happening"(Moans With Grief).he couldn’t help it .He had lost all he had .he loved his mother so much ,She didn’t slept at nights just that He cried all night when he was kid and now she is no more .She went away ."WHY o GOD, WHY".

Freezing cold it was. Silence like death and yes it was and all he thought about was his parents and the only sound he heard was of the violin tune the old man played outside the shop. “Why is this so hard?” He Whispered!

Chap#2 (There he was)

You can listen to this while reading it feels amazing.....

Chapter #2

"Why me" homer said to himself. A sense of fear and dismay on his face. He never wanted this in his life. He still thought there is a way to undo the bad things that would happen. But in past, every time he has tried he didn’t succeed much. That happened anyway.

The curious thing is that what is that he knows will happen and is driving him crazy?

Well anyway, As he decided to move on and live these 5 years to his most and give all his time to his parents .He worked hard to change himself, he became more jolly and happy and spent time with his parents.

Holmer’s father always teased him by saying that by this time he had 3 girlfriends and Holmer you don’t have one! I wish you make me proud son. HAh!.

Holmer wasn’t that kind of guy ,instead he indulged himself in many other activities ,he spent quality time with family, had dinners, went  shopping ,went out in winters ,did photography in snow! He Loved Snow.

He always wanted to stay in this town just because he never wanted to leave this snow he had lived for almost 19 years now.

Today he dressed well ,What a gentleman he looked. Black bow on his Tux just added to the hotness. Shined shoes ,Million dollar haircut  ,looks One can’t just ignore. Any girl today can’t just turn her eyes off him but as he was Acting like himself .

It was his high school graduation day. A snowy day .All setup was great indeed for the ceremony. he had to wear that gown and hat for  sometime he hated the most but time went by and he was now a high school graduate, everybody went home but not Holmer, walking alone  in jungle ,Frosty snow ,sprinkling and shining like diamonds on the pine trees .Silence as dead, just the sound  of his steps. He could hear it all.  It was too scary but not for him, he just decided to travel.

Wait what! He just said he wont. But he did what he wanted to and he went  .Woof!! Just footprints on the snow .Where was Holmer? There he was , one year later. He was standing on highway .He went home to see  what nature has prepared for him.

On his way to home he saw his parents down the street getting of the car ,went into a Gift shop. He went  by too and then he understood when he saw the date today was his 20th birthday and his parents were there to catch up a gift for him ,he  listened them talking they were thinking of giving him , Oh i mean his future version,  a violin ,they knew he loved it and wanted to learn  playing it .they purchased it went out the shop ,uhh stormy night that was ,too much snow ,standing on the road they cheered the old man  playing a violin tune . It was beautiful, just added the beauty to snow, quite mournful but according to the moment warm and welcoming.  Holmer loved the tune too and wished he could listen it back there in past .BAM! a rush of light ,truck came sliding ,on snow Hit the car  and car just went round and round on the road and just blew off and Holmer just realized .SILENCE. Just realized it was his parents car and they were sitting in it. Same dead silence ,snow all over the car. Holmer just didn’t understand what just happened.

The old man playing that mournful tune and there they were dead on the road. Heart pounding .he could actually listen it beating so fast ,and there came the tear. He  was just dead from inside ,crying .wanted to stop it ,couldn’t help it .His hear just for a second and hahhh he was numb crying on the road  ,the old man still played!

Chapter #1 (There he was)

It is Holmer’s Birthday. He turned 14 this year. His parents were very proud of their son's achievements in academics. Holmer’s parents invited every single class fellow of his on his day and there they were enjoying the bash, But Holmer didn’t seem much of a party kid. Sitting all alone, Seemed like he was thinking much about things .Every time a person wished Holmer birthday his face turned Blank and then angry. Something was troubling him.

Joe (Class fellow) came again to wish “happy birthday Holmer, come boy lets have fun outside” and there he was ready to Fire “I don’t want to enjoy with you, why don't you understand”. Everyone their just started leaving, His parents were so much worried, they didn't understand what to do.

Holmer was much into soccer so he joined the School soccer team. This summer he had a match and he was playing right out. Match started, Holmer tried much to get into the game and tackle but today wasn’t his day and everyone came out loud at him after the match and there he was yelling “I don’t want to live anymore, I don’t! I knew we are going to lose this match still I played”
“ My parents are not going to be with me forever, I’m going to be not what I thought” ( tears off his eyes, face turned numb, cold and legs started trembling) . Everyone there was so shocked to see this and they didn’t understand a word he said.

Hah! Holmer poor guy, but it was not just that easy it was much worse. Holmer used to write diary and that day he wrote he wrote all night, yes he wrote why he felt such worse things. Why he felt alone? Why he always said that I wish I could change things! And there he was writing the Million dollar Secret.

“Why God Why , Why can I travel. Why so and see the future and can’t change it, if you can make me control to travel, why cant I change it, why the hell can’t I change it” (sobs, cries hard and ink all over the page).

Yes people ,believe you me ,he said that In his diary. He cried whole night .He didn’t know what good he can do to undo what’s going to happen soon to his life ,why can’t He save it? Why is it so? .He often thought that he should leave it to the nature ,he has just a natural gift he shouldn’t let it make his life ruin ,what has to happen will happen anyway and he just decided not to travel again but that Thing that is going to happen didn’t leave him though, it was always in his mind !poor Holmer .AHH

There he was (Preface)

My dear friend Hadi Butt is writing a novel about a chef boy whose dream is to become an astronaut..
Here is a little preface or writing from his novel....
I hope you will appreciate this

There he was, lying in the cradle, crying like hell. He was special, his eyes had those sparkle that no one could resist the charm. One thing his father was amazed about was the color of his eyes. They were green, and neither of the parent had green eyes. It went well, he decided not to worry and bring him up well. He surely was a fast learner, different from other children, analyzing things and moments. His name was Holmer.

As He was a quick learner and he topped his middle school .Today he was very happy he got the result and made his parents proud. He was promote
d to High school. He went to see soccer match that day. He was a big fan of Georgia united FC. Georgia united gave a tough time but they lost. Holmer sure was sad, he didn’t even eat something in the night, whenever he got sad he used to go a sit on the rooftop, a dangerous place to lie down.  He lied down watching the stars, there shoot off a satellite, travelling at miles per hour that surely was a splendid scene to him. That day was a special day. On that day he decided that he would become an astronaut. His life would be a waste if he didn’t go to space.

Well if you ask me it surely was a hard or I would say blur thing to think about, being an astronaut is not an easy job, they are the Chosen ones and by chosen ones I mean special ones. Moreover, the astronaut applications those days were only accepted from States and Soviet Union. He lived on a hill station far away from city. The hill station he lived in was named Treckwood.

But there was an astonishing turn in his life ,His dream went off as early as it came ,His parents died ,He had no way to live through .he also had no skill to get use of so his relatives decided to make him learn cooking .His uncle decided this. His profession was turning out to be a cook at an ordinary restaurant and live an ordinary life .Holmer always carried a notebook of his father with him, his father had a famous saying on it that summarizes as always give attention to things even if they are small, they must have a meaningful for you. Holmer was quite worried and hopeless.

He got one day off from the cooking school and went to the park where he sat on a bench feeding the pigeons. He saw something was written on the bench, it was a quote a quote by Einstein ”whatever you are be good at it” and then nothing came up in his mind but his father’s saying that try to find a meaning in it and he did and meaning was very small indeed one word . “LIVE”. He decided to live and try and not lose hope and there he was trying to find his way in this another totally Alien profession to him. Holmer life took a new turn from here .His story filled with a new meaning from here , filled with spices, sausages, vegetables, fruits and every dream he had of.

Usman

Yesterday was a sad day for me as the room attendant of our hostel expired from a road accident in front of the hostel. Usman was his name. He was nice fellow. He never argue, never said anything that could hurt others. Everyone he knows like him.
He was coming hostel from the petrol pump. At U turn near hostel, he get hit by a van. It was G.T. so the speed obviously was high. But what are excuses when the time has come. He was carried to hospital but couldn’t make it to operation room.
I, Nomi, Atif and Usmani attended the funeral held at his village. In spite of heavy rain and low public relations, there was a heavy crowd of people to attend the funeral. When we reached there, rain started pouring. When the body was being taken to Janaza gah, heavy rain started. It was my first experience in the rain to attend a funeral. The rain was increasing as the participants were. The Janaza gah was open air as are in villages. We prayed Namaz e Janaza there. My teeth were shattering and my whole body was trembling. And I was wondering how much lucky and blessed he was to have such a gathering in that circumstances.
We went to his house for condolence. The kids there were very happy to see that so many guest have come to their house but they didn’t understand what has happened. There was a huge collection of books there and all were Islamic books.
On my way back I was wondering that what if it was me. How we are busy in our lives that we forgot that we have to taste death. But these funerals remind us of death. May Allah give us courage and interest to prepare ourselves for the grand day before it’s too late.

Kindda scary story

During my summer vacations, just after Eid-ul-Fitar, I was asked for internship at my university. So I came to Islamabad. My teacher (superior) told me to stay in the previous hostel. I reached there at about 9 pm. The gate-keeper asked me if I have the permission or letter. I said “no, I have been told to stay here”. So anyways after a long procedure I went into my room. There was no power at that time. I went down and asked gate-keeper about the electricity. He replied there hasn’t been electric supply for 2 days. And I was standing there WTF! Now the hostel was completely empty with no students or any kind of human species in it, the light was out and my room was on third floor. I sat with the chacha (gate-keeper) and started chatting to pass some time and then I can go to sleep.

During the conversation the chacha told me that during the whole eid I was in the hostel all alone with no electric supply. Let me remind you my hostel is at G.T road Islamabad, the area with almost no population. He was telling me that he felt very unsecure during that period because of so much alone he was. “Anything could have happened to me during that time” he said.

He added “During the third night of eid, weather became pleasant, so I decided to go on roof top (5 stories above). I am a retired army man and I had spent 15 years in poonch sector, I have seen so many dreadful things and faced many tragic incidents as an army man so you can count me as a brave man. So I was climbing the stairs, when I reached third floor I felt something around me and it scared the hell out of me and ran back towards ground floor.“

Listening to chacha’s story, an incident of last semester came through my mind. I was all alone in my apartment. I had locked and checked all the doors and windows and sat to watch a movie. I felt thirsty, so I went to drink water in the corridor. During drinking I noticed that the light of adjacent room was off and the fan was on. But I had turned off the fan and turned on the light few minutes ago. So I went there to check it out. A projection of man was lying there. I was so scared that I came back to my room and went to sleep immediately (lock of my room was defected, if you are interested ;)).

Coming back towards chacha, he was telling me if he is that brave and cannot stand tanhai, how can I? I was really scared because my room was at third floor. So I said good bye to chacha and ran towards my room before chacha can scare me further. I entered my room watched a movie on my laptop and then I lay down expecting some sleep. But those scary ideas kept coming to my mind. I kept reading ayat-ul-kursi to overcome my fear. Finally I went to sleep but minutes after that I felt something near me. I was wide awake. Then again a low buzzing sound comes to my ears. I was scared. Someone touched my ear and buzz, Ladies and gentlemen; it was mosquito, the famous, the annoying creature. And that little thing kept me awake for whole night and the next day was my duty day.
So that was my experience from daily routine. Hope you like my writing. Please contribute by sharing your own or any other’s experience.
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