Saturday, 20 May 2017
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
Pride hath a fall :-
Attending the interview of ASME (American Society for Mechanical Engineers) for the recruitment in the working body,
Interviewer (with a bold voice): Well well well ! Afzal ul Haq, applying for the marketing team.
Me : Well heard !
Interviewer (in an inquiring manner) : I have seen your work, you write well. Why marketing and not documentation?
Me (with pride): Well ! I am good in informal. I don't like being formal. I believe informal attracts people.
Interviewer : But not everything is formal, some are informal too, like captions !
Me: I would love to be a part of the caption team.
Interviewer (after a long discussion) : Great ! You can leave now.
I stood up from the seat, smiling with my neck straight. I am filled with confidence and pride and walking outside the room smiling at what I just heard. I never though I could be so famous. I opened the gate and took out my phone and, and I just heard "Naara-e-Takbeer" [God is (the) Greatest]. I raised my head and saw people switching the supports to the dead body's coffin by their shoulders. I saw that view, inclined down my head with a sad face and said to myself,
"You would be a star today or someday, but you will be in sand for sure, someday. Thank God to what you got, did, because what is given (fame) is mortal"
Attending the interview of ASME (American Society for Mechanical Engineers) for the recruitment in the working body,
Interviewer (with a bold voice): Well well well ! Afzal ul Haq, applying for the marketing team.
Me : Well heard !
Interviewer (in an inquiring manner) : I have seen your work, you write well. Why marketing and not documentation?
Me (with pride): Well ! I am good in informal. I don't like being formal. I believe informal attracts people.
Interviewer : But not everything is formal, some are informal too, like captions !
Me: I would love to be a part of the caption team.
Interviewer (after a long discussion) : Great ! You can leave now.
I stood up from the seat, smiling with my neck straight. I am filled with confidence and pride and walking outside the room smiling at what I just heard. I never though I could be so famous. I opened the gate and took out my phone and, and I just heard "Naara-e-Takbeer" [God is (the) Greatest]. I raised my head and saw people switching the supports to the dead body's coffin by their shoulders. I saw that view, inclined down my head with a sad face and said to myself,
"You would be a star today or someday, but you will be in sand for sure, someday. Thank God to what you got, did, because what is given (fame) is mortal"
Saturday, 14 January 2017
Thursday, 12 January 2017
Sensitive situation in University
I am sitting at the fourth row, facing towards the whiteboard of a class containing 70 wooden seats arranged in rows with only one aisle in center. Around me are 50 students with 50 different faces. Why ? Because friends, the result of fall semester had been announced yesterday and everyone had seen his/her result. The first row which contains students usually with confident faces seems unconfident. Eyes of two of the girls in front were glittering. It seems that they wept an hour ago or about to weep sooner or later. Except them, everyone was silent. No one was even starting a discussion with each other. Everyone was just like a boy bearing his pains in his own heart and is afraid to say something as if the pain got severe, it would break the heart and he would start weeping. They seemed to have a strong mind to control their heart. Then comes the second row, containing boys and girls arranged like a pencil colour box, with different moods and gestures. I saw a girl bending her head forward and peeking if someone like her would be interested in starting a conversation in such sensitive situation. And there is a boy bended too, in the same row, looking here and there and pretending to ignore the peeking girl. Everyone has his/her own story. The rest are just swiping their notebooks with a sad-like confused face as they have taken oath to complete the course within weeks. (The result is announced after the commencement of classes of the next semester) Then comes the third row. They are like the shining stars except the two boys. Shining? Because they got what they believe they would get, a good Grade Point Average (GPA). The two? They are in angry and sad mood. They got the bad GPA, the 3.4 out of 4. They believe they deserve more and accusing the teachers for their bad result. 3.4 out of 4 and still sad? Well they haven't seen the fourth row in which I am sitting. This row and fifth row is almost the same, a bunch of boys and girls chanting in a pleasant mood laughing and sharing their experience in the previous semester. Look! A boy is astonishingly happy as he got 2.9 GPA even he attempt the final papers without preparation. Other students have covered him as he brought the Koh-i-Noor all by himself. In short every row has a different story but, but wait! The sixth row, I missed that. I am very much sorry for them. Sorry for their result, sorry for their luck. They loved to play sports, love to take part almost in every extra curricular activity related to the field. They are talented as no one is but where as class participation is concerned, they don't like to obey the teachers commands. They are very much talented as many of them are freelance teachers . But unfortunately "A university teacher only judges one in the class".
They have two lives, one in class and one in the world. But sooner many of them will be going to live a life only. They are going to die. The result made their semester of eight to twelve courses and even missing a single course would restrict them to the same year, they would be separated from us. Ooh there is a boy from the first row talking to the boys in the last row and Wow! Each of them is smiling as nothing happened to them. They are brave as they're happy in even such condition but seriously, there should be something in the university for such boys too. A special treatment section for sure. Now the boy from the last row is rushing to the first row and, Oh Man! The teacher is there, the class starts and smart phone's not allowed. So see you later friends at any other place, at any other stage of life.
Take care !
I am sitting at the fourth row, facing towards the whiteboard of a class containing 70 wooden seats arranged in rows with only one aisle in center. Around me are 50 students with 50 different faces. Why ? Because friends, the result of fall semester had been announced yesterday and everyone had seen his/her result. The first row which contains students usually with confident faces seems unconfident. Eyes of two of the girls in front were glittering. It seems that they wept an hour ago or about to weep sooner or later. Except them, everyone was silent. No one was even starting a discussion with each other. Everyone was just like a boy bearing his pains in his own heart and is afraid to say something as if the pain got severe, it would break the heart and he would start weeping. They seemed to have a strong mind to control their heart. Then comes the second row, containing boys and girls arranged like a pencil colour box, with different moods and gestures. I saw a girl bending her head forward and peeking if someone like her would be interested in starting a conversation in such sensitive situation. And there is a boy bended too, in the same row, looking here and there and pretending to ignore the peeking girl. Everyone has his/her own story. The rest are just swiping their notebooks with a sad-like confused face as they have taken oath to complete the course within weeks. (The result is announced after the commencement of classes of the next semester) Then comes the third row. They are like the shining stars except the two boys. Shining? Because they got what they believe they would get, a good Grade Point Average (GPA). The two? They are in angry and sad mood. They got the bad GPA, the 3.4 out of 4. They believe they deserve more and accusing the teachers for their bad result. 3.4 out of 4 and still sad? Well they haven't seen the fourth row in which I am sitting. This row and fifth row is almost the same, a bunch of boys and girls chanting in a pleasant mood laughing and sharing their experience in the previous semester. Look! A boy is astonishingly happy as he got 2.9 GPA even he attempt the final papers without preparation. Other students have covered him as he brought the Koh-i-Noor all by himself. In short every row has a different story but, but wait! The sixth row, I missed that. I am very much sorry for them. Sorry for their result, sorry for their luck. They loved to play sports, love to take part almost in every extra curricular activity related to the field. They are talented as no one is but where as class participation is concerned, they don't like to obey the teachers commands. They are very much talented as many of them are freelance teachers . But unfortunately "A university teacher only judges one in the class".
They have two lives, one in class and one in the world. But sooner many of them will be going to live a life only. They are going to die. The result made their semester of eight to twelve courses and even missing a single course would restrict them to the same year, they would be separated from us. Ooh there is a boy from the first row talking to the boys in the last row and Wow! Each of them is smiling as nothing happened to them. They are brave as they're happy in even such condition but seriously, there should be something in the university for such boys too. A special treatment section for sure. Now the boy from the last row is rushing to the first row and, Oh Man! The teacher is there, the class starts and smart phone's not allowed. So see you later friends at any other place, at any other stage of life.
Take care !
Saturday, 7 January 2017
A short stay: McDonald's in Karachi
I am sitting on a chair with a table in front of me. Behind me is the counter where a beautiful woman is standing in queue in light yellow shirt and dark blue jeans behind a man who is wearing a hoody full sleeve shirt of grey colour with a jeans of dark black colour and inquiring something at the counter. On my left are two tables arranged linearly and on the nearest one is a family sitting whose husband is busy with the mobile phone and her wife is watching here and there and seems to be in a sad mood. On the second table are two friends laughing on different discussions and enjoying french fries. There is an LCD on my left too supported with the wall and Tottenham spurs has scored 2 goals against Chelsea FC in 73 minutes in a football match. On my front is the counter for ketchup fitted with the wall on its right side. After that are four tables arranged in a square manner. On the furthest left is a young couple sitting. The little girls is facing away from the boy in a sad mood. The boy is trying to convince her with his discussion. The nearest left contains a group of four college friends containing one lady and three men busy in eating food.
The nearest right contains three girls discussing something with curiosity. On the furthest right are two boys sitting and enjoying their burgers and fries silently. Then at the right of my view is a big pillar of wall stopping the view and On the right of the pillar are five tables arranged and contains three families and two colleagues chanting like birds in the sky . On my left are two tables too but before that, a woman is sitting on the left of my table checking something in her mobile phone with full concentration. Oops she left the seat and is going to the counter for food. I am feeling hungry too friends. But left is remaining that contains two tables in a linear manner. The further one contains a group of 1 young boy and 5 girls having a discussion and laughing out loudly. The nearer one contains a family of an old husband and wife with a young kid who seems to be their grandson. And all alone with two dozens of people i am waiting for my mcflurry cornetto chocolate ice cream. Ooh My order is prepared. See you next time at any other place. Good bye everyone and take care.
I am sitting on a chair with a table in front of me. Behind me is the counter where a beautiful woman is standing in queue in light yellow shirt and dark blue jeans behind a man who is wearing a hoody full sleeve shirt of grey colour with a jeans of dark black colour and inquiring something at the counter. On my left are two tables arranged linearly and on the nearest one is a family sitting whose husband is busy with the mobile phone and her wife is watching here and there and seems to be in a sad mood. On the second table are two friends laughing on different discussions and enjoying french fries. There is an LCD on my left too supported with the wall and Tottenham spurs has scored 2 goals against Chelsea FC in 73 minutes in a football match. On my front is the counter for ketchup fitted with the wall on its right side. After that are four tables arranged in a square manner. On the furthest left is a young couple sitting. The little girls is facing away from the boy in a sad mood. The boy is trying to convince her with his discussion. The nearest left contains a group of four college friends containing one lady and three men busy in eating food.
The nearest right contains three girls discussing something with curiosity. On the furthest right are two boys sitting and enjoying their burgers and fries silently. Then at the right of my view is a big pillar of wall stopping the view and On the right of the pillar are five tables arranged and contains three families and two colleagues chanting like birds in the sky . On my left are two tables too but before that, a woman is sitting on the left of my table checking something in her mobile phone with full concentration. Oops she left the seat and is going to the counter for food. I am feeling hungry too friends. But left is remaining that contains two tables in a linear manner. The further one contains a group of 1 young boy and 5 girls having a discussion and laughing out loudly. The nearer one contains a family of an old husband and wife with a young kid who seems to be their grandson. And all alone with two dozens of people i am waiting for my mcflurry cornetto chocolate ice cream. Ooh My order is prepared. See you next time at any other place. Good bye everyone and take care.
Saturday, 31 December 2016
New year, Old thoughts
Hey Hi
How do you do?
Well good
What about you?
I am sad as Juliet
Lucky as bee
Who gets honey from flower, free
Silent as sea and
happy as prisoner be
When he gets from the prison, free
Just like shining stars
You shinin my eyes
Just like the clouds
You shadin my mind
I am the wood for you
In the sea, After the titanic
When no one was there
To care , to bear
In the shivering cold sea
Just like the sun
You brightin my day
Just like magic
You please me in may
Today the 16 about to go
One more year since the blow
Am standing here
In front of you
The lovely smile The chanting bird
The glamorous looks
All ends under the graves
The standing me, the laid you.
Hey Hi
How do you do?
Well good
What about you?
I am sad as Juliet
Lucky as bee
Who gets honey from flower, free
Silent as sea and
happy as prisoner be
When he gets from the prison, free
Just like shining stars
You shinin my eyes
Just like the clouds
You shadin my mind
I am the wood for you
In the sea, After the titanic
When no one was there
To care , to bear
In the shivering cold sea
Just like the sun
You brightin my day
Just like magic
You please me in may
Today the 16 about to go
One more year since the blow
Am standing here
In front of you
The lovely smile The chanting bird
The glamorous looks
All ends under the graves
The standing me, the laid you.
Monday, 12 December 2016
A post after a long time. Hope you will enjoy this.
Motivational speech:
I said I am ruining the semester through extra curricular activities,
But you know what happens when I see the photographs snapped by me,
They just made me realise that even you are in hundreds of troubles,
Never, never say what you did was useless as it has the happiness,
As no other thing.
Dreams are no physical things, life hates regrets.
Do what you wanna do, can do, would do
But remember a thing from start to end
There would be no good except sack of memories....
Don't tear it for the depression in you.
Don't call it wrong as is a part of you.
Just be silent and believe what you did,
Was not better than what you can do.
#RM_Afzal
Motivational speech:
I said I am ruining the semester through extra curricular activities,
But you know what happens when I see the photographs snapped by me,
They just made me realise that even you are in hundreds of troubles,
Never, never say what you did was useless as it has the happiness,
As no other thing.
Dreams are no physical things, life hates regrets.
Do what you wanna do, can do, would do
But remember a thing from start to end
There would be no good except sack of memories....
Don't tear it for the depression in you.
Don't call it wrong as is a part of you.
Just be silent and believe what you did,
Was not better than what you can do.
#RM_Afzal
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