The long awaited SI Session 7 is here!
Date: Saturday, March 22 2008
Time: 3 pm - 6 pm
Venue: PixSense (172/P Najeeb Corner, 4th floor, Block 2 PECHS, Karachi)
For details follow the links below:
Those who have missed the previous sessions should try not to miss this one. I shall be there too InshAllah if this evil flu that I’m under an attack of these days doesn’t get worst 
Hamad(my 6 year old li’l friend): Aunty, I’m going to ur place today with u
Aunty(i.e. moi): Theek hai 
(I said so since he lives in the same apartments where I live)
Hamad: I’m going to see your bedroom as well
Aunty: Ok
Hamad: Aunty aap k paas koi beta ya beti hai?
Aunty: Oops….he he he….NO 
The only purpose of this cute little fella behind visiting my place was to get a new friend and he had assumed that since I’m an AUNTY so I probably have kids whom he would play with….Lolzz 
But as soon as he heard me saying No…he canceled his plan to come to my home…poor baby 
Step I
Father: I want you to marry a girl of my choice
Son: "I will choose my own bride!"
Father: "But the girl is Bill Gate’s daughter."
Son: "Well, in that case…ok"
Next Father approaches Bill Gates.
Step II
Father: "I have a husband for your daughter."
Bill Gates: "But my daughter is too young to marry!"
Father: "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank.
Bill Gates: "Ah, in that case…ok"
Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank.
Final Step III
Father: "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
President: "But I already have more vice- presidents than I need!"
Father: "But this young man is Bill Gate’s son-in-law."
President: "Ah, in that case…ok"
This is how business is done!!
Source: A forwarded email
Why do I often develop so much attachment to people/places/things I spend even a few months with, that when it’s time to part away..I feel torn apart and end up having swollen eyes 
I hate myself for this….
PS: Btw this morning I noticed my eyes had swollen a little but since they were not bruised so I can assure u nobody punched me……it’s because ahem ahem I weeped after regular intervals all day yesterday…why….details later 
I would like to add one more to this list:
KBn - Banker’s Kilobyte - 0.1024 Bytes - This is used to show the balance of ur salary account
Source: xkcd.com
It was such a cutie…..i purchased it with my second internship stipend and got so much emotionally attached to it since then….but but…I lost it 
Now, I’m missing it…I’m missing my cello…for others it was a sasta sa cellphone (Motorolla C118) but for me it was more than even I-Phone (Umm..’am I exaggerating now? )
Actually, more than cello I’m worried abt 150+ contacts that were stored in it ….I hav lost them all Cello got misplaced yesterday…I remember it was in my hand when I sat in my car coming back to home from work but it was no longer with me when I reached home…..where have u gone cello???..u r not even in the car…please come back cello…plzzzzzz……else Ill divorce u and marry this new one that bhai considers to be a perfect match for her techie (read wannabe techie) sister
The good thing is that bhai’s paying for it and I’m gonna contribute just a very small amount
Image Credit: ImageZoo
Update 1: I’m not buying 5310 now…..bhai’s mind has changed
Update 2: Yesterday, I observed 4 hours of silence in the loving memory of cello…..did not talk to anyone and slept from 8:00 in the evening to 12:00 midnight…got up at 12 just to have a glass of water and a cup of dhoodho…after all I’m a milkateer
Update 3: I have got a new cello …Nokia 6600
Meet me…the limping lady with an injured ghotna a.k.a knee. The credit for this injury goes to my champion bro who spilled water on the floor and did not bother to wipe it. When I came feeling proud about my choice of the airfreshener that I bought in the evening and said, "Hai airfreshener sutho aa ….Aaaaaaaa……dhush……" I was trying to say, "This airfreshener is good" but before I could complete my sentence I slipped hurting my ghotna badly Ouch..it’s still hurting badly and with this fall, the backache which disappeared just a couple of days ago, has also returned 
PS: This may seem to be a pointless post but huh..who cares…i wanted to write about dard-e-ghutna just as I write about dard-e-dil, …back….head….stomach.. etc.
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