Saturday 14 April 2012

Sometimes, at the back of my mind.


Finally, it is 6 now. I know nobody was there to wake me up in the morning today. I still remember myself as brat when making me go to school was the toughest task I used to give to my dad. School, college, university and now work, I was a grown up guy now but sometimes growing up doesn’t mean you are mature but no I guess it does. It actually reveals certain realities and bitter facts of life which one could never understand being child. Yes, I was a child and I still wanted to be a child.

‘You are a sophomore now and it’s the time when you should understand that life is a race divided into laps of time. You have been running for long but now laps are going to be difficult. Sometimes, you will have to sacrifice your needs and goals according to the twist and turns of the road. Sometimes, looking back will give you nothing but tickling anguish in your heart. Sometimes, betrayals, sarcasm and biased attitude will make your living obnoxious. Sometimes, fighting for the right cause will diminish your relations. Sometimes, you will be mocked for pleasure. Sometimes, for the sake of nothing, you will lose your loved ones. Sometimes, your own reflections will bother you. Sometimes you will look bizarre to your own self. Sometimes, your antics will be questioned. Sometimes, the tough time would deflect your faith. Sometimes, you will wait for a moment to feel a real giggle in your heart. Sometimes,’

Alarm tone grabbed me back to present. ‘Yes dad, sometimes, you look for the reason of your existence. Sometimes, you look for the right place for your soul and you find nothing but the silence of your inner’. I said it to myself, turned off the alarm clock and bucked myself up for the new time of that some of the times.

Wednesday 4 April 2012

This Time for MUET TROLLS


Let’s take a paranormal tour to MUET TROLLS. 

Yes, having the name of my university, there are trolls. After spending couple of years in MUET, I have a secret conviction that I am being graduated from the place where nothing could be learnt without trolls. crossing IT building, visiting ITC’s, standing near the cart of makai wala pathan, buying ice cream at audi and yes how can I forget our oldie goldie brohi’s canteen, thus, no place is left where we could stand without cracking jokes, mugging our own friends, ragging our juniors, staring the hotties, whistling at our crushes and then fighting for mera wala, tera wala and meri wali, teri bhabi. And then our forefather’s ritual, BOYCOTTS, the most awaited moment by us where we could poke our teachers and give them the lolling gesture.


Wasn't that closed enough? :))


And then few, le derps, finally came up with the idea of MUET TROLLS, the social platform where we love to mock ourselves and pull many legs together publically. Our monsters, Mehran Khan and Faizan Mateen, oops sorry guys, our lovely admins of MUET TROLLS have made us realize conclusively that even we are Engineers, we hardly clear Calculus, Differential and NACA our biggest nightmares but we still have something special with us i.e. our sense of Humor. We laugh at others and then we laugh violently at our own selves. Yes, are Mehranians and yes we, all together, are the part of MUET TROLLS.