In the Armzz ov Luv!!!

Have you ever wondered that we come across so many people of the opposite gender, and fall in love on impact... Love at first sight as some might say....
But is it really??
Iwud not like to think that.... I have come to realize that there is no such thing as love, its only how we perceive it... If that is how it wud work, then I have been in love a million times, probably even more.... But no, its definitely not like that....
I keep coming across great people, n its just either infatuation, or maybe admiration... But we only get what fate has in store for us...
But yes, after hearing all this, we can't just close the doors for love to slide in... No, we have to keep the door open, for u never know, what great people u get to know....
I don't believe in true love anymore, but I have to say, that it feels really good to have someone care about u beyond comprehension.... I may not believe that there's a perfect gal for me out there, but I know this, that knowing other people, how they feel, what philosophies they might have, that really feels good...
And for me, that is what it means when I say "Being in the arms of love"!!!

Cheerzz folks!!!!

A Mirror Has Two Faces!!!!

I know that this was the title of a great movie, "A Mirror Has Two Faces", but right now, I feel that way.... I'm depressed n so confused.... I thought had found the one right person in my life, n yet I screwed up.... I must have done something wrong to have lost that person.... But I just can't figure that out....

I have tried talking to her, and we have become friends again, at least I can still talk to her, be with her, still carrying feelings for her, as strong as ever.... Maybe, I know that we can never be together again, cuz I have left the big decision for my mom to make, n prolly I have moved on, but I would always have feelings for her....

And funny thing, I have actually met someone new, who loves me like I have loved my ex.... n prolly I've been so confused, n did not realize until last night, that I would be a fool to deject her love for me.... For her love reminds me of myself, n my ex prolly made the same mistake that I'm about to make.....

So, I would try everything in my power to get this thing going on.... I have to, for I would end up lonely as well.... Yes, she iz too good to be true, n too perfect for me, but I can't block my feelings like that, I have to be stronger than I've ever been....

I just hope that I don't end up betrayed n lonely again, for this would be too much for me to take....

Cheerios folks :-))

Vertical Horizon - Give You Back!!!

I need to know if you were real
'Cause I've been known to get it wrong
When the memory comes
I'll say I'm always in the dark
You got me now

I wanna give you back
I wanna give you back
Somewhere out of here
I wanna give you
I wanna give you
I wanna give you back

I can't remember how it went
You looked like everything
I wanted And as you came along
Slowly everything began to change
I got you now
I wanna give you back
I wanna give you back
Somewhere out of here
I wanna give you
I wanna give you
I wanna give you back

That's enough Just talking about it
I don't mind I don't mind, no
I Laugh enough
Just dreaming about it

I need to know if you were real
I'd hate to think that I'd been fooled again
And as the vision fades
I'll say I was blinded by your eyes
I felt them burn
I wanna give you back
I wanna give you back
Somewhere out of here
I wanna give you
I wanna give you
I wanna give you back
Somewhere out of here...
You gotta get one out of here
Get on out of here
Get on out of here
Get on out of...

Free Fallin'!!!

Wow!!!
Finally done with my BBA, and now MBA.... so my student days are over...
I'm heading in a new direction now, in a more practical life.... got to get a job, n a gal to support my dreams.... all my life, been running away from galz... but not anymore....
Anyhow, the paperz went kool.... i just hope that i get my CGPA to just a bit over 3.00, my life dependz on it....
Well, now i feel like partying again.... made plans for tomorrow....
I've also written a few short stories... wud post 'em here, but my short stories ain't that short, so i'll think about it...
In the meanwhile, enjoy some music folks, and now i'll try to keep u updated...

Cheers folks :-)

Dead Letters!!!

I just got a flash back of the time when my dad was really sick.... I just can not get that day out of my mind when he stopped breathing....
It's been 4 hard years for me, n I still can't believe he is no more... It feels like he has gone out for a walk, n he would be coming back any minute now... but that is not happening, I know that....
My dad has been the greatest inspiration to me, n his love for me has so far been unmatched.... I'm missing him too much now, n just can't stop crying...
I hope he's watching me right now, for I'm about to finish my MBA... I wonder if he is proud of me, maybe I would never know... But I will always hope so...

Cheers folksss....

What a feeling!!!

I have nothing to do, and getting so bored....
Although, i have got tonnes of reports to work on... just finished working on the thesis, and now ive got 5 more reports to work on...
i just hope i manage everything within 10 hours, or else, im a dead man...

Beautiful In My Eyes!!

This is a song, that I wanted to dedicate to someone very important to me, for she keeps on insisting that I shouldn't call her beautiful, because she is not... but to me, she is the most beautiful person in the world...

Joshua Kadison - Beautiful In My Eyes Lyrics

You're my peace of mind in this crazy world.
You're everything I've tried to find, your love is a pearl.
You're my Mona Lisa, you're my rainbow skies,
and my only paryer is that you realize
you'll always be beautiful in my eyes.
The world will turn, and the seasons will change,
and all the lesson we will learn will be beautiful and strange.
We'll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs.
My only prayer is that you realize
you'll always be beautiful in my eyes.
You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.
When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles,
when the time comes to embrace for one long last while,
we can laugh about how time really flies.
We won't say goodbye 'cause true love never dies.
You'll always be beautiful in my eyes.
You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.
The passing years will show that you will always grow
ever more beautiful in my eyes.

Quote of the Day!!!

"Dignity consists not in possessing honors, but in the consciousness that we deserve them".


Aristotle

Vhailor

I am Vhailor. I am a Mercykiller. I am justice.

It is my past. It is my present. It is my future.

All who are guilty shall be punished. I shall not rest until
the sentences of the condemned have been carried out.

Mercy is for the weak. Punishment breaks souls and makes them
worthy of service to their superiors. When the number of
martyrs is great enough, rebellion crumbles.

Know this, and know my heart: There is only one truth in the
multiverse. The multiverse shall be sharpened upon the blade
of justice. With justice as its whetstone, the multiverse
shall achieve perfection.

Nordom

Backwards modron - Nordom. Queries? Chronology: Modron March.
Destination: Limbo. (Original Destination: Mechanus -> reason
for destination shift unknown. Reason: Lost?) New parameters
dictated by superior: Shaped matter of Plane (Limbo) to test
hypothesis. Rubikon dungeon constructed.

Superior lost in field test. Superior = Nordom? After exposure
to Plane, perspective has deviated from norm. Perceptions have
become smaller and louder. Wings have been replaced with arms:
reason unknown. Suspicion/hypothesis: not liked wings?
Speculation.

Nordom was once "one" but am now smaller, louder "one."
Processing information difficulties.

Two spirits of Rubikon gears assist Nordom. Transformed these-
selves into weapons to defend against Rubikon errors. Their
query: leave this place and shoot other hostile sentients
(goal: adventure?).

Reason for Nordom deviation unknown. Primary function
terminated when Rubikon disintegration reached three cubits
inwards and increasing. Processing functions... functions
re-defined upon arrival of new sentients. Nordom now gear in
new hierarchy.

Designated leader: Addressee. Attention: Nordom follows.

Ignus

No more talk and wander... Ignusss wishesss to BURNNN...

Ignusss burnsssss... sssooo long ago... yet...

Once...

Once... Ignussss knew NOTHING of flamessss... ssset ssssmall
firesss, tiny flamesss, tiny flickeringssss...

The firessss grew... Ignussss ssset firessss in their
streetssss... and lit the firessss of anger in their
heartssss...

They sssought to punisssh Ignus, the ssmall fliesss from the
Hive. They wissshed to sssee Ignusss BURNNN after Ignusss
ssset fire to their ssstreets...

...tiny magelingsss, hedge wizzardsss, runecasterssss... tiny
sparks of magic came to PUNISSSSH Ignusss for hurting their
loved onessss... they sssentenced Ignusssss to BURNNNN, made
Ignussss a TORCH, a sssspitting FLAME, burning, burning...

It wassss JUSSSTICE, they sssaid...

...but it was not a sentence...

...there is ssoooo much flamessss and painnn that there issss
NO pain... there issss LIGHT, and HEAT, and the flesssh
runsss as TALLOW acrosss my bonessss...

...and for the firssst time...

...Ignussss wasss PLEASSSSED...

When the Planessss burnnnn and all life is torchesss, then
Ignusss ssshall at lassst... be at peace...

Fall-From-Grace

My past is not a long one, at least by tanar'ri standards. I do
not know if you are familiar with the tanar'ri, but we are a
race of the Abyss, a staggered series of Planes filled with
chaos and evil hearts.

I am a tanar'ri, a fiend, a succubus... I grew up upon the
first plane of the Abyss. My mother was a succubus herself --
as I'm sure you are aware, succubi tempt mortals to bring their
souls to the Abyss. My mother was among the finest, seducing
countless mortal men to their eternal damnation. She now
dwells in the Abyss, selling her children into slavery.

She sold me to the baatezu, the blood enemies of the tanar'ri.
I think she rather expected that they would kill me -- despite
her knowledge of other subjects, she knows little of their
culture and the delight they take in tormenting others.

Fortunately, the baatezu are a proud species. The thought a
tanar'ri could best them at anything was something intolerable
to them. So I challenged one of the proudest of the balor to a
contest of improvisation, and it was here that my tanar'ri
heart allowed me to win the day. The tanar'ri are chaotic
creatures, wild and unpredictable. The baatezu are more
cunning fiends, with orderly hearts. They understand
improvisation, but they are not among its best practitioners.
And thus, I won my freedom.

That was a very long time ago. I left the lower planes for
Sigil. I encountered the Society of Sensation, and my
experiences upon the baatezu instilled in me a desire to learn
more of the multiverse.

Why? I believe there is a truth to the multiverse... even if
that truth is that there is no truth at all. I believe that
the Planes are meant to be experienced, and the more one
experiences, in traveling, in joy, in pain, in merriment or in
suffering, the more the multiverse reveals itself to you...

And the more you are revealed to yourself.

Annah

Aye, now what yeh be wantin' to know about me for? Are yeh
jest bored? It's not some grand tale, it isn't, so if yeh're
expecting some epic yeh'd best go rattle yer bone-box at
someone else, jig?

I seen the way yeh look at me tail -- if it'll keep yeh're eyes
to yerself, then I'll tell yeh where it came from: it's a
blessing from me Grand Da... or me Grand Ma, whichever o' them
was the fiend. I'm a tiefling, so I am, with just enough of
the demon blood in me to sprout this tail outta me back. That
blood trickled its way from me Grand Ma n' Grand Da to me...
after passing through me own Ma an Da, whoever they were.

Pharod? Me Da? Ha! Ol' stutter-crutch isn't me Da -- not me
real one anyway. He just fostered me, he did, dragged me outta
the Hive and brought inta his stable.

Don't get him wrong by thinkin' he had a kind bone in his
body... he wasn't shedding no tear for me bein' an orphan -- he
just needed someone to scarp deaders off the streets of the
Hive, an' I'm small enough so I can get inta places his other
boys can't. Plus, most of the gullies in his pack are wee boys
with the fear in 'em, so I end up finding most of the deaders
in places they're too ascared to look. The Dusties pay a nice
bit of copper for the deadies I bring 'em, and Pharod don't
take so much off the top that it leaves me a beggar, so he's
not so bad, I spose.

Enough of yer questions. Now I got some things to say ta YEH,
I do.

I seen the way yeh act, an' yeh need to be told some things if
we're goin' to be travelin' together... first -- don't go
flappin' your bone-box and locking eyes with everyone yeh meet.
That's a sure street to trouble, it is. An' don't be takin'
no one's name in vain or yeh'll be attracting the worst sort of
attention, and right quick, too.

An' one last thing. Don't be thinkin' yeh can treat me like a
cobblestone, neither -- yeh start doin' that, an' I'll take
these blades an' carve yeh, I will.

Me blades? Aye, these dags are mine. I like these punch dags,
I do -- yeh can keep yer axes n' hammers n' clubs -- these
dags are more me style. Yeh just behave yerself, an' yeh won't
be wearing 'em, aye?

Dak'kon

My past is not known to you. It is not my will that you
should know it.

Know that I bear the scars of one who has travelled the
Planes. Know that I have never rested long in any one place.
Know that I bear the weight of one who has travelled far to be
in this place.

Know that I am a Githzerai. Know that I am of the people of
Zerthimon.

It was Zerthimon who knew the Githzerai before we knew
ourselves. He knew what had to be done to free us. From his
knowing, came action. From his knowing, freedom was born.
The Githzerai ceased to be slaves and became a people.

Know that I follow the Unbroken Circle of Zerthimon. His words
are known to me. His heart is known to me.

All that remains is that I know myself.

Morte

Of course you got questions about me -- you probably have
questions about ALL sorts of things. Let me boil it down for
you: when you've been as dead as long as I have... without
arms, legs, or anything else, you spend a lot of time thinking,
y'know? I figure it's been a few hundred years since I got
penned in the dead book, but time doesn't really tally up the
way it used to... without that mortality thing pressing down on
you, all the days and nights kind of blend together. So you
think about this, and you think about that... and the most
important piece of wisdom I've learned over the past hundred or
so years is this: There's a LOT more obscene gestures you can
make with your eyes and your jaw than most people think.
Without even resorting to insults or taunting, you can really
light a bonfire under someone just with the right combination
of eye movements and jaw clicking. Drives them barmy! If you
ever get beheaded and your skin flayed from your skull, I'll
show you how it's done. I got some real gems, chief -- they'd
drive a deva to murder, they would.

I know what you're thinking: I'm dead. I've lost so much. It
should have sobered me up to all that joy I missed, all those
loves I've lost. Some people get all depressed about death --
they haven't TRIED it, of course -- but one thing they never
seem to realize is how it changes your perspective on things;
it really makes you take a second look at life, broaden your
horizons. For me, it's pretty much made me realize how many
dead chits are in this berg and how few sharp-tongued men like
myself there are to go around -- you spin the wheel right, and
your years of spending nights alone are over!

Shallow? I'm not shallow. I just don't get caught up in all
that philosophy and faith and belief wash that every berk from
Arborea to the Gray Waste rattle their jaws about. Who cares?
The Planes are what they are, you're what you are, and if it
changes, fine, but things aren't bad the way they are -- and I
should know. Go on, ask me some questions about the Planes, or
the chant, or the people, or the cultures -- when you end up
like me -- without eyelids, that is -- you end up seeing a lot
of things, and I can tell you almost everything you need to
know.

It's like this: We're in this together, chief. Until this is
over, I stick to your leg.

The Nameless One

I feel like I've woken up inside someone's dream. I don't know who I am... I don't know how I got here... and I don't know how to get out.

First thing I remember is crawling off a metal slab in some vaulted
monstrosity called the Mortuary, and some floating skull asking me a bunch
of damned questions.

I've lost my memory, I've lost my possessions, and the only thing I seem to
know is that I can get stabbed, beaten, burned... and I get better. This
regeneration of mine hasn't done much for my looks, but no one seems to
notice.

I need to figure out who I am and how I got this way... I feel like
something's missing, something inside, but I don't know what.

Quote of the Day!!!

"The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one."


Elbert Hubbard
(1856 - 1915)

How to Save a Life!!!

It's yet another great song, the lyrics are awsome, and I literally fell into tears when I first heard this song, and it is now one of my favorite songs


Artist: The Fray
Album: How To Save A Life
Year: 2005
Title: How To Save A Life

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Back on the Road Again!!!

I'm back, went to my brother's wedding, and boy, was that a long trip... came back on the 5th of April, but got busy with my mid-term exams!!!

The wedding was quite fun, with only a few bad events....

I had a morning flight at 8:00 a.m. on Sunday, 1st of April, to Lahore... there I stayed at my aunt's home in Defence ;-) , what a kool place it was, HUUUUUUUGEE!!!
My mum had left for Multan 2 days prior, and so she was coming by road from Multan to Lahore on the 1st of April, with my grand ma, and a few other close relatives, but there was an accident on the National Highway, and one of my cousins, she had a nasty head injury and got 5 stitches due to the accident, and my grand dad got a few bruises, rest were ok...

Naturally, we got worried, but thankfully, all was fine... except for my cousin getting 5 stitches, and she's so much better now....

Next day, we went to Islamabad, for the wedding, it was great, and I got to become one of the witnesses, after all, it was my brother's wedding....

So, here I am, sitting inside the lab of my university, had a few eventful weeks gone by, working on my thesis, and hoping, that the day, when would get married, come by soon ;-)


Cheers Folks!!! :-)

The Hidden Life of Macaques!!!

Macaques are Old World monkeys found in Africa and Asia. The most distinguishing feature between Old World monkeys and New World monkeys (those found in the Americas) is that only New World monkeys have prehensile tails that can be used for grabbing and holding.
New World monkeys have prehensile tails. Many Old World monkeys have rump pads and distinctive cheek pouches used to store food, and most have small curved nostrils set close together. Two types of macaques-rhesus and cynomolgus monkeys-have for decades been tragically subjected to cruel biomedical, psychological, and behavioral experiments, such as maternal-deprivation studies and being rocketed to their deaths in space.

Come to think of it, animals world wide, are being endangered by the humans themselves... Do raise your voice....