<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:42:37.894+05:00</updated><category term='GHP Chiller'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='embarrassment'/><category term='Craziness'/><category term='trivia'/><category term='Phobia'/><category term='Melancholic dementia'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='Religious'/><category term='rhymes'/><category term='Men And Women Dynamics'/><category term='think tank'/><title type='text'>Cynic &amp; Cranky</title><subtitle type='html'>losing yet not lost.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-8450508750644962155</id><published>2010-03-08T16:29:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:55:38.697+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GHP Chiller'/><title type='text'>Non-creativity pays you back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/S5Tgunggh_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/2hDcmoT7spA/s1600-h/dumdum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446224940881709042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/S5Tgunggh_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/2hDcmoT7spA/s320/dumdum.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The design approved, copied from internet and then modified.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/S5TkiLV-LMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/arugrTvcwo0/s1600-h/dodo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446229125209402562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/S5TkiLV-LMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/arugrTvcwo0/s320/dodo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own design, and therefore not selected :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-8450508750644962155?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/8450508750644962155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=8450508750644962155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/8450508750644962155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/8450508750644962155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2010/03/non-creativity-pays-you-back.html' title='Non-creativity pays you back'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/S5Tgunggh_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/2hDcmoT7spA/s72-c/dumdum.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-1392288689968869478</id><published>2010-02-18T15:37:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:39:33.924+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because losers find reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Since quite some time I was devising the reasons for what I couldn't achieve so far and then I found this while surfing T.V channels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="_2193399116919" height="504" width="640" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="16933"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="13335"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.7348049123042832"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.7348049123042832"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;By implication of this ad I'm a loser the amount of depression after watching this ad has drastically increased. And Just the other day I found this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"In the information age, the barriers [to entry into programming] just aren't there. The barriers are self imposed. If you want to set off and go develop some grand new thing, you don't need millions of dollars of capitalization. You need enough &lt;b&gt;pizza&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Diet Coke&lt;/b&gt; to stick in your refrigerator, a cheap PC to work on, and the dedication to go through with it. We slept on floors. We waded across rivers." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/quotes/John_Carmack"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;John Carmack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-1392288689968869478?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/1392288689968869478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=1392288689968869478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/1392288689968869478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/1392288689968869478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-losers-find-reasons.html' title='Because losers find reasons'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-7195664996203169864</id><published>2009-12-17T12:37:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:29:10.885+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholic dementia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practical ----------------------------&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;Filmy&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Active &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;Sleepy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fly ----------------------------------------Walk (even crawl)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;Superficial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study -------------------------------------Office, Home that’s it……no life beyond that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prudent about future ----------------------&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:5"&gt;Don’t even think of that (kal ki kal dekhi jay gi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Progressive, Ambitious --------------------no spark, no aims, no goals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Linguistic ----------------------------------always poor choice of words&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So let it go!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But you can’t suppress the dejection, can you? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can’t control what you are thinking, can you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bear it until you get the replacement or start anti-depressant. What about smoking?? Alcohol??? Naaahh that would be above limit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-7195664996203169864?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/7195664996203169864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=7195664996203169864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/7195664996203169864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/7195664996203169864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/12/differences.html' title='Differences'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-574893926128411032</id><published>2009-12-17T11:47:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:08:21.035+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think tank'/><title type='text'>Observation V/S theology</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;S used to quote her father that listening to music could strangle your heart to death (not sure if it is hadith or just a saying). After listening this many times I started hard to quit listening music, though I was &lt;i&gt;achi khasi &lt;/i&gt;music follower. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway she used to quote this thing that all sins start when your heart is dead enough to commit sin. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Observation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have hired a van for pick and drop, so as every blessing comes with a price, it also does and price for this one is that I reached office when there is no one at office other than peon and sweeper @ 9:00 am sharp. There is a guy who come couple of minutes after me. This guy when I asked him why he came so early when no one is there? Replied that it is because of his habit for praying fajar, and after that due to daylight saving thing (which God knows benefitting whom, I still need to find some KESC wala who can satisfy me with figures if we are saving any electricity) there is very less time left for sleeping back. AS still there is no one around he switches ON his Cell phone’s radio and start listening music initially loud and then when people start coming through head phone almost all day long. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now there is a second man who is aged and impressed me with his khush mizaji when I joined. This man had installed a web application on his Laptop which daily download and play recitation of holy Quran automatically for an hour. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Later due to &lt;a href="http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-of-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; stupid boo-boo(that’s what I think) this man from I don’t know where got my phone number and start text-ing me since he is somehow linked with HR matters I didn’t feel offended. In beginning, I thought that since it was my mistake that leads this chipkoo man to start flirting but later a colleague in my office asked me to be careful about him :-/. That arisen the curiosity since I thought his behavior as an aftermath of my silly mistake. What she told me made me to devise a murder plan :s . He didn’t asked her only for a date but beyond that *arrrrrrrgggggggggh*. I want to unit his mother sister for this thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I find myself comfortable to sit with Music-lover colleague in morning when no-one is around but when my van gets late I can’t stand even a single glance of this tharki budha when there are some ppl who sits late in office. Once he just asked me a single thing and I replied and left the place and waited for van on bus stop. :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;PS: I asked S to defend her father’s theology but she said its exceptional. And NO by observing this opposite thing I’m not seeking excuses to start listening music again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-574893926128411032?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/574893926128411032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=574893926128411032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/574893926128411032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/574893926128411032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/12/observation-vs-theology.html' title='Observation V/S theology'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-4914191494079000703</id><published>2009-12-08T13:21:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:37:25.403+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholic dementia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Happiness!! When You Pursue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is from my past experiences that I started believing in &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Happiness comes when you least expect it”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While thinking on it I ended up in this (may be blasphemous) thought that to sustain His supremacy Allah sometimes gives you when you dropped every single hope of getting that particular thing. Elaborating it little more, when you have hope you are considering your wish as one possibility that could happen but when you losses all hopes you start considering the wish as impossible in a way so there He comes with His supremacy and gives you what you have been longing for so long (pun intended).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the fact is you can’t loose hope willingly it’s a time dependant phenomenon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-4914191494079000703?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/4914191494079000703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=4914191494079000703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4914191494079000703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4914191494079000703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-from-my-past-experiences-that-i.html' title='Happiness!! When You Pursue'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-3267626208727898515</id><published>2009-10-06T16:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:26:58.124+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><title type='text'>إِنَّهُ هُوَ التَّوَّابُ الرَّحِيمُ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;so I was wrong being &lt;a href="http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/judgemental.html"&gt;Judge(mental)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h1&gt; &lt;s&gt;WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/h1&gt; The Qur'an refutes the doctrine that certain consequences necessarily follow from sins and that man must in all cases bear them. In fact this is one of the most misleading doctrines to have been invented by human imagination. If it were true it would mean that a sinner would never have the opportunity to have his repentance accepted. It is a mechanistic view of reward and punishment and thus prevents and discourages the sinner from trying to improve.   The Qur'an, on the contrary, tells man that reward for good actions and punishment for bad ones rests entirely with God. &lt;b&gt; Malik-e-Youm-ud-Deen Fateha:3 ‘Master of the day of Judgment’ &lt;/b&gt; The reward that one receives for good acts is not the natural consequence of those acts; it is rather due to the grace and benevolence of God and it is entirely up to Him to reward one or not. Likewise, punishment for evil deeds is not a natural and unalterable consequence of man's acts. God has full authority to punish man for his sin as well as to pardon him.   God's grace and mercy, however, are interrelated with His wisdom. Since He is wise, He does not use His power arbitrarily. Hence, whenever God rewards a man for his good acts, He does so because the good was done with purity of intention and for the sake of pleasing God. And if God refuses to accept an act of apparent goodness, He does so because that act had merely the form or appearance of goodness, and was not motivated by the desire to please God.   In the same way God punishes man for those sins which he commits with rebellious boldness, and which whet his appetite for more rather than lead him to repentance. Similarly, in His mercy God pardons those sins which are followed by genuine repentance and readiness on the part of the sinner to reform him. There is no need for the criminal to despair of God's grace and mercy, no matter how great a criminal he is. Nor is there any reason for even the most rabid disbeliever to despair, provided he recognizes his error, repents of his disobedience and is ready to replace his former disobedience with obedience.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 58px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Excerpt from Abul ala Maududi’s Tafheem ul Quran (Surah Baqra Ayat 37)&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-3267626208727898515?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/3267626208727898515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=3267626208727898515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3267626208727898515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3267626208727898515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='إِنَّهُ هُوَ التَّوَّابُ الرَّحِيمُ'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-3481188766120943989</id><published>2009-09-28T16:21:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:34:20.738+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><title type='text'>Paradise and Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I heard a very new and fascinating belief, at least as far as I am concerned, about Paradise (Jannah) and hell (Dozakh). When in morning I went downstairs in my office to made a complaint about my home landline phone, two technicians were sitting. I heard while trying to make complaint (since PTCL central customer care office walas don’t pick phone that easily), one was addressing other one about what hell and paradise really are. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wanted to share it in urdu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Nafees Web Naskh', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif, Tahoma; line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;جنّت اور دوزخ دو چٹیل میدان ہیں. ہم خود وہاں رہنے کے لئے اپنا سامان اکھٹا کرتے ہیں. مثال کے طور پر جب ہم سبحان الله کہتے ہیں تو وہاں اک درخت لگتا ہے اور جب ہم دوبارہ سبحان الله کہتے ہیں تو وہاں دوسرا درخت لگ جاتا ہے ور اس طرح وہاں باغ بنتا جاتا ہے، جب کے اس کے برعکس جب ہم کسی کو گالی دیتے ہیں تو وہاں اپنے لئے اک چولہے میں آگ بھڑکاتے ہیں اور جب ہم ایسا کرتے رہتے ہیں تو پوری دوزخ ہمارے لئے تیار ہو جاتی ہے   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paradise and hell are two big grounds in the world hereafter. We ourselves collect the things to pass our lives there. For instance when we say “Subhan Allah” we plant a tree there in paradise and when we second time say “Subhan Allah” we plant another tree and so forth we cultivate a whole garden for us their, on the other hand, when we abuse someone we set on fire one stove there in hell for us and if we continue doing the same we set on fire whole ground for us there in hell. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I like the way he explained the whole concept in very layman language. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-3481188766120943989?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/3481188766120943989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=3481188766120943989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3481188766120943989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3481188766120943989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/paradise-and-hell.html' title='Paradise and Hell'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-654096397004552157</id><published>2009-09-27T22:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:11:48.033+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Lesson of the Day II</title><content type='html'>1)Amazingly sometimes even webmaster of some public websites do reply of your inquiries.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Always check your all inbox regularly (at least once a week) since sometimes your problem have been solved/ your supplication have been answered while you still mourning and bewildering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-654096397004552157?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/654096397004552157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=654096397004552157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/654096397004552157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/654096397004552157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-of-day-ii.html' title='Lesson of the Day II'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-7686697503526515480</id><published>2009-09-20T21:18:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:57:09.855+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><title type='text'>Alvida Maah e Ramzan 2009</title><content type='html'>So, Ramdan will either end today or tomorrow. This ramdan was by far the best ramdan I spent as practicing Islam (I think so, rest may Allah accpet my prayers and answer my supplications). Though there were some sins I commit too (*embarrased and ashamed*) during even fasting but still this ramdan ranked top among all ramdan.  The best thing that I did this ramdan was that I tried really hard to offer five time prayers on time and alhamdulillah I can count that there were only three prayers that I missed (two Asars and one Isha). Like most of us, the reason was sleeping at the time of namaz =$.  Secondly, I went for taraweeh though not much regular but surely the count of my attendance is more than my absence. Thirdly I started reading tafseer. Though this thought of reading Quran with tafseer was quite late (in last ten days of&lt;div&gt;ramdan yet they say its never too late than never or in persian &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;دیر آید درست آید&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;). This thought pass by my mind when while reading even with urdu translation I couldnt grasp the complete idea most of the time. I truly agree with Maududi's line in start of &lt;a href="http://www.tafheemulquran.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Tafheem-ul-Quran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (In section of Deebacha &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;دیباچہ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;/Preface) that while reading quran even with translation cant help one much to feel the real soul of His words though it sounds blasphemous yet I agree to his point that while reading sometimes due to randomness and lask of knowledge of context; one might wonders that were these ayahs used by Allah and His prophet as a challenge Non-believers to make a single Surat (chapter of Quran) like this. Before that I was also reading it with urdu translation but believe me they appear to be quite random if you dont know the context plus even if you know context somehow you further need explanation as well. So while going through, following are the bestest of the best lines of the bestest book of universe. (Though all are not quranic verse some ahadith too which are mostly outsource from my uni alumni mailing group and the one who shares it got them from &lt;a href="http://dailyhadith.adaptivesolutionsinc.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;   "......and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know." [Surah Baqrah: 216] (I found it more beautiful though its incomplete; following is the complete verse)&lt;br /&gt;Jihad (holy fighting in Allah's Cause) is ordained for you (Muslims) though you dislike it, and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; "When Allah created the Creation, He wrote in His Book--and He wrote (that) about Himself, and it is placed with Him on the Throne-- 'Verily My Mercy overcomes My Anger.' " [Sahih al-Bukhari Volume 9, Book 93, Number 501]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; Everything in the universe is 'Muslim' for it obeys God by submission to His laws. The only exception to this universe of Muslims were human beings who failed to follow Islam. Abul-ala-Maududi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; And wish not for the things in which Allah has made some of you to excel others. For men there is reward for what they have earned, (and likewise) for women there is reward for what they have earned, and ask Allah of His Bounty. Surely, Allah is Ever All-Knower of everything [An-Nisa: 32]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; Truly man was created, very impatient― Fretful when evil touches him; And niggardly when good reaches him― Not so those devoted to Prayer― Those who remain steadfast to their prayer; And those in whose wealth is a recognised right [Al-Maarij:19-24]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “You find that among the worst people is someone who is two-faced, showing one face to some and another face to others.” [Bukhari]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; Whenever We bless the human being with mercy from Us, then remove it, he turns despondent, unappreciative. Whenever We bless him, after adversity had afflicted him, he says, "All adversity has gone away from me;" he becomes excited, proud. [Surah Hood: 9,10]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “He is successful who has accepted Islam, who has been provided with sufficient for his wants and been made contented by Allah with what He has given him.” [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “If somebody reproaches you and makes you feel ashamed of any of your defects, do not make him feel ashamed of any of his defects.” [Abu Daud]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; All of my ummah are apt to be forgiven, except for those who commit sins openly.” [Bukhari]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “Strange are the ways of a believer for there is good in every affair of his, and this is not the case with anyone else except in the case of a believer: For if he has an occasion to feel delight, he thanks (Allah), thus there is good for him in it, and if he gets into trouble and shows resignation (enduring it patiently), there is good for him in it.” [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “When one of you looks at one who stands at a higher level than you in regard to wealth and physical structure he should also see one who stands at a lower level than you in regard to these things.” [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; “True strength is not the ability to never be knocked down by anybody; but to be able to control one’s anger, especially when a person has the ability to act on it.” [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt; And man prays for evil like the way he seeks goodness; and man is very hasty [b/Israel &lt;st1:time minute="11" hour="17"&gt;17:11&lt;/st1:time&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Contrary to the audios available on &lt;a href="http://www.darsequran.com/"&gt;Dars-e-Quran&lt;/a&gt; website, I am quoting this line in end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;اور الله کہتا ہے یاد کرنے کے لئے آسان ، پڑھنے کے لئے آسان ، سمجھنے کے لئے آسان &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And Allah says its easy to learn, easy to understand and easy to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Happy Eid (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Nafees Web Naskh';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;P.S: Off the topic, Life is sooooo unpredicatble (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-7686697503526515480?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/7686697503526515480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=7686697503526515480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/7686697503526515480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/7686697503526515480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/alvida-maah-e-ramzan-2009.html' title='Alvida Maah e Ramzan 2009'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-3537420708083263946</id><published>2009-09-17T13:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:30:15.275+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><title type='text'>Lesson of the Day</title><content type='html'>Never Ever and I repeat myself (emphasizing more)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;open every link you come across while browsing from office. Plus if your sitting arrangement is such that your monitor can be viewed through glass door by anybody moving across corridor, just don't even think of browsing no matter you are getting bored to death or you'd fall asleep if wouldn't browse (believe me caught having a nap is not that embarrassing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I was thinking to post this just day before yesterday, but today arrrrrggghh I stumble upon some more worse site and it was hell more embarrassing than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-3537420708083263946?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/3537420708083263946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=3537420708083263946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3537420708083263946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3537420708083263946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-of-day.html' title='Lesson of the Day'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-5198258784124256577</id><published>2009-09-11T12:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:26:36.273+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Mood Swing</title><content type='html'>In quest of contentment, I am blowing hot and cold, moving back and forth of two extremes. To summarize what I am upto these days. At times, I listen &lt;a href="http://www.darsequran.com/"&gt;Moulana Tariq Jameel&lt;/a&gt; thought provoking and breath taking lectures with such reverence that sometimes I cry all my eyes out and read astaghfar repenting all my wrongdoings. Some other time, I watch movie and search on &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;net&lt;/a&gt; about movie reviews :-S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-5198258784124256577?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/5198258784124256577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=5198258784124256577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/5198258784124256577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/5198258784124256577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/09/mood-swing.html' title='Mood Swing'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-4579704183185943295</id><published>2009-08-26T13:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:21:54.405+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacky test :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="300px" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px #000000 solid; color: #000000;background-color: #ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" width="72"height="72"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;46&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Average&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/"&gt;Take the test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-4579704183185943295?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/4579704183185943295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=4579704183185943295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4579704183185943295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4579704183185943295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/08/whacky-test-p.html' title='Whacky test :P'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-9068054000267807690</id><published>2009-08-07T14:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:10:04.355+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><title type='text'>No TOPIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;سب کہتےہیں جو ہوتاہےاچھےکےلُےہوتاہےلیکن یہ کون بتاےُ گا کہ جو کل ھوا تھا وہ اچھاتھا ،جو آج ھوا ہے وہ اچھاہے یا جو کل ھو گا وہ اچھے کے لُے ھوگااور اگر سب اچھے کے لُے ھو رھا ہے تو برا کب ھو گا کیونکہ سب اچھا بھی تو نہیں ھو سکتا &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------x---------------x-------------x-------------x-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I just executed the wackiest idea of my life without knowing the repercussions at all...lets see!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-9068054000267807690?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/9068054000267807690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=9068054000267807690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/9068054000267807690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/9068054000267807690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/08/x-x-x-x-ok-so-i-just-executed-wackiest.html' title='No TOPIC'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-4431718866550239064</id><published>2009-07-28T17:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:45:34.449+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Hand writting</title><content type='html'>Grrr...today I wrote 8 pages in urdu  after almost 6yrs(was actually writing the most important letter of my whole life so far)....and it took me around 3 hrs :-s I lost my writing speed but increased my typing speed in these years:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-4431718866550239064?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-2629083711530569366</id><published>2009-07-23T14:35:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:41:29.604+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women Dynamics'/><title type='text'>Punctuation</title><content type='html'>An English professor wrote the words: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ A woman without her man is nothing ~ &lt;/span&gt;On the chalkboard and asked his students to punctuate it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;All of the males in the class wrote :&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; "A woman, without her man, is nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the females in the class wrote :&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; "A woman: without her, man is nothing." &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-2629083711530569366?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/2629083711530569366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=2629083711530569366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/2629083711530569366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/2629083711530569366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/punctuation.html' title='Punctuation'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-6947682053815186441</id><published>2009-07-17T11:29:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:44:50.176+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhymes'/><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;IF WISHES WERE HORSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;BEGGERS WOULD RIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;IF DREAMS WERE WINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;GIRLS WOULD FLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-6947682053815186441?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/6947682053815186441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=6947682053815186441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/6947682053815186441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/6947682053815186441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-1868338899759740177</id><published>2009-07-14T00:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:10:42.758+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><title type='text'>New Ventures ....all at same time</title><content type='html'>Errrr  Today I had most hectic day of my life (till now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00 am&lt;/strong&gt; Test at folio 3--BALOCH COLONY-- (wish that I'll succede in that cool place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:pm&lt;/strong&gt; Went to my last office--GULSHAN E IQBAL-- to apply a month leave around 11 EL and rest unpaid...(wish I can get all paid:D  *greedyme*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;  Went  to my new office--DHA II-- though its now been a week I am going there  still  its new:-) (wish Its little nearer to my place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:pm&lt;/strong&gt; left office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:10  p.m&lt;/strong&gt; Went IBA  city campus--GARDEN  SHAHEED  KIYANI ROAD--first class "financial Accounting" remedial class ..class was started at 6:00 pm and  I reached there at 7:10 *punctual  me* and I had no idea  what he(instructor) was talking all about but was impressed of the way he was giving his views on world economy though there is no point of being impressed  of him ...I mean it was his core subject and if he doesnt have that info who else would have..( wish I could manage to take admission too *sigh*...I am planning so far not to take admission)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;  Reached home--MALIR-- and my darling nephew niece  at home after 2 and  half yrs around ( wish they can live here more *sobs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So In short the whole day was full of wishes and  I took a round trip of the city on  bus:S....(last wish of the day I had a car of mine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-1868338899759740177?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/1868338899759740177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=1868338899759740177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/1868338899759740177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/1868338899759740177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-ventures-all-at-same-time.html' title='New Ventures ....all at same time'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-2626615577528289016</id><published>2009-07-06T23:05:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:05:25.992+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phobia'/><title type='text'>Change-o-phobia</title><content type='html'>Life is changing on fast pace and me being phobic(if that is the word) is suffering through a morbid fear if this all will turn to be a fortunate change or.....*shrug*. Today went at new work place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR ALLAH HELP ME AND ALWAYS GUIDE ME THE WAY THAT IS BETTER FOR ME.(AAMEEN)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-2626615577528289016?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/2626615577528289016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=2626615577528289016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/2626615577528289016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/2626615577528289016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/change-o-phobia.html' title='Change-o-phobia'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-4998962124188529461</id><published>2009-07-04T03:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:44:23.067+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think tank'/><title type='text'>Judge(mental)</title><content type='html'>I dont know when this mania induced in me. May be, since when I started observing failures and success in my as well as other ppl's life closely. I am sick of my this psychotic behavior. When I come across someone's happiness or success; I start evaluating his/her deeds and virtues in daily life. That leads me to think that its just because these deeds that Allah is showering His blessing on him/her. On the contrary, when somebody is in some trouble I feel opposite of it like started evaluating his misconducts :S. I audit everyones wrongs ans rights and pronounce my verdict "Gotcha!! this is the very reason!! you are in this SHIT" (is it strange???)&lt;br /&gt;Albeit, I have been trying lately not to find reasons but somethings are just in luck, written in ones fate. No matter how bad or good you are. And as they say "Khuda day k bhi azmata hay or lay k bhi" (Allah put us in trial sometimes by giving us and sometimes taking away something from us) and this whole life is trial throughout (since birth till death). Secondly. one who is succeful in my wordly eyes may not be pious in eyes of Allah. Just read another quotation "What makes us human is our imperfection...... the instinct of bad and good at the same time in oneself". And I am nobody to find and evaluate others rights and wrongs and then depending upon my fallacious evaluation announce verdict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to overcome this inside nature of mine:-/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-4998962124188529461?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/4998962124188529461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=4998962124188529461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4998962124188529461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4998962124188529461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/07/judgemental.html' title='Judge(mental)'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-4856763515949828517</id><published>2009-06-27T11:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:02:31.862+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Man is Visual Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I exactly dont know what to write....I am in continuous pain of reticence and regret..... Apart of my personal life pain..I am tortured by strangers...I dont know why men want to get acquainted with every girl and women they see; crossing road or standing on bus stop or walking along footpath....I used to come to my workplace by bus and have to walk(around 5 minutes) .... thats terrible experience for me every day ...infact every morning :S :S :S :S... if you are a girl every passing by rikhshaw/cab driver stares at you, every car wala gives horn (offering you a ride to your destination) and strangest of all sometime want to ask you silly things like "you works there???" those who have seen you quite times. Its rubbish did ever I asked you "WHERE THE HELL YOU WORK??" Just couples of days back, an uncle bump into when I was crossing road and lead me while crossing road as I am 5 yrs old kid and cant find way in heavy traffic :s laters when I reached the bus stop he started interrogating things in a way that I cant say harsh word or dont reply although I was puzzled and dont want to reply. He was completely an A**H***. Laters when I cant help it much I took rickshaw and went off that stop. Though it cost me alot than my routine fares.:s and yesterday a guy asked me this stupid question you worked there ?? (pointing towards my workplace). The most pathetic situation I came across is when a bearded man quite like moulanas was crossing road with me and in the middle of road he turned his face towards me and asked for tea :-/ :-/ :-/ (ay Allah mujh pay reham farma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-4856763515949828517?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/4856763515949828517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=4856763515949828517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4856763515949828517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/4856763515949828517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-is-visual-animal.html' title='Man is Visual Animal'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-5176152492653294379</id><published>2009-06-20T10:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:10:50.168+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholic dementia'/><title type='text'>Bewildered</title><content type='html'>Restleness is in my nature. Whatever Allah has bestowed upon me by His Grace must be what I deserved---thats my faith!! but still I am discontended. May be I dont just need happiness but ECSTASY..&amp;amp; I can not help it much..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-5176152492653294379?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/5176152492653294379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=5176152492653294379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/5176152492653294379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/5176152492653294379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/06/bewildered.html' title='Bewildered'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-3198262893963273375</id><published>2009-06-18T13:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:09:59.867+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Miracles Do Happen</title><content type='html'>Today I cleared MBA test at IBA, its like a miracle for me... I never expected this one and was so hopeless that when one of my NEDian university mate told me that you have cleared and interview on tuesday I replied " dont spread the words I am not sure whether this is my roll number or not" he chuckled and said "you have lost your mind" ...I said "I am hopeless and I am pretty sure its not my roll number plus I dont have very good memory and I didnt jot down my number" any ways I didnt tell anybody as there was power outage through out Karachi since maghrib so I couldnt checked myself on their web. When reached at work ...first thing I did after signing attendance was calling IBA to ask and first nobody attended although it was 10 am ...anyways laters university campus number was attended and I was confirmed by telephone operator; telling my score in different sections:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essay:     11&lt;br /&gt;English:  102&lt;br /&gt;Maths:    63&lt;br /&gt;GK:          25&lt;br /&gt;Total:      201&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh of relief* ..I came to my room informed my colleague and had a tight hug from her:-D she was very happy for me ( Did I tell you she is also IBA alumni?)kher I am happy....156 was their cutoff and I scored 201 which is quite astounding for me ......out of my imagination even..........:-D :-D :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-3198262893963273375?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/3198262893963273375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=3198262893963273375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3198262893963273375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3198262893963273375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/06/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles Do Happen'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139160624874807286.post-3665010124015736362</id><published>2009-06-16T10:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:47:21.428+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Compromise</title><content type='html'>Some days back, me and my sister went to my friend's sis and bro wedding function. He invited me in two functions i-e; mehendi and vlaima but I couldnt go to meheni as were attending too many weddings lately and my bro is pissed off by his sisters' large friend's circle. Anyways, the wedding was &lt;em&gt;fantabulous and I regret for not pursuing bro to atend mehndi as well. I am sure, it was as royal as was the valima . Being alone there (of course my sister was with me but; and by 'being alone' here I mean not knowing anyone else than my sister, no other female friend was invited) we were discussing about the guest and things around. After being hugely impressed by decor and setup I said to sis "Shadi ho to aisi ho" some moemnts later (may be I was afriad; as they say any moment can be THE moment when God answers our prayers) I added " warna bhi ho jay (chalo)" :-D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4139160624874807286-3665010124015736362?l=petty-scribbling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/feeds/3665010124015736362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4139160624874807286&amp;postID=3665010124015736362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3665010124015736362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4139160624874807286/posts/default/3665010124015736362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petty-scribbling.blogspot.com/2009/06/compromise.html' title='Compromise'/><author><name>Cynic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818083010674056880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImBb3fT85a4/SrHgoWUaVhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aMvRNJLFmp0/S220/Image925.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
