Windows Live Writer is Reloaded——– Yahooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

30 07 2007

Today is another Maniac Monday.  I have already been very busy since early morning…

I went to my parent company to finalize my account opening that was not able to do since i joined (more than a month ago)
Then the troops moved back to Plexus where i had to collect my cheques, and at 10 i was back to my work place.

I realized that my windows live writer (my blogging lifeline) was not configured, so i did that too… and after more than a month, my Windows Live Writer IS UP AND RUNNING!!!!

THIS IS WONDERFUL.. I feel free as a bird who could fly anywhere and poop on any one’s head….

The Land of the Pure

29 07 2007
Operation Silence has silenced the Mullah…… Mushi Succeeded.
I read an editorial about Maulana Ghazi "The shaheed" that the government has planned to kill me at any cost and when i am dead, the rest will be decided by the people who know whats wrong and whats not.
Well, that prediction seemed true as in the first week, seven suicide bombers killed around 200 ppl.
Then, the bigger drama started. The Government re-opened the Lalmasjid after painting it white but the people were enraged. They kicked the butt of the new maulana sahib and repainted the masjid to Red.
Well, its a sign for musharraf, that his enlightened moderated days are coming to an end. So, in desperate attempt he went abroad and signed a deal with some ex Prime minister for prolonging his occupation of the seat. Well, the country is now entering its final decade ( i assume),
i wish i could just escape this goddamn place to some safe haven with my family. Don’t wanna live in this terror..
as far as mushi is concerned, the tribe of the people of pakistan have already spoken.


27 07 2007
So, friday dawns today….
if i had been at my parent company, this day would have been the ‘Naveed e Musarrat’ of the upcoming weekend, but … ah…
I still have to bear this day and the day ahead before i get a single day off from work… 
The past three days have really banged n banged me! yeh karo, woh na karo… is ko is tarah karne main issue hai.. blah blah
and today, its deployment day!!!! rise n shine, its time to face the inevitable.
Today, as i am gonna deploy the project, the vultures from the QA will take over. They have already been screwed badly by one of the project manager (there are more PMs than developers) and they anxiously await the bait and Johnny boy will be the juicy bait they have been waiting for years…
Man, why the hell do i hate QA ??? yet i have so many friends from the QA ? can’t understand this paradox.
So, this is all i can spare for today.

A ominous day dawns

25 07 2007
Last night we worked late to finalize what needs to be done next…. as expected, the load of work falls on yours truly.
So, its 9:15 AM (though i left at 11:00 PM), and i am back to my seat to kick some programming ass.
Its gonna be a long weary day (i wasn’t able to sleep last night as the electricity was out fucking with someone)
oooooooof… my body aches ouch
so, my beloved, here i come to bang your juicy IDE :p 


24 07 2007
Pink Floyd: HIGH HOPES.
there is something special about it that i can’t figure out.. nostalgia, may be ???
So, here are lyrics from the track:
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The night of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever

Junk from my head

24 07 2007
johnny is back with new junk from around the head.
Somehow i have managed to get the internet facility at my office. don’t ask me how, but i got it via a jugaar.
Today i am sitting late, the fucking FS of the project is changed and now the shit has hit the fan. the SVP of the department has really screwed the PM in front of the public for his reckless behavior and the PM was literally abusing the SVP when leaving for home (but before that, he took it out on me by assigning me work that i was to finish by today)
Yesterday, we had a group discussion on MSN with friends and decided to have  a get together this friday on lunch. i don’t know whether i will be able to make it but lets see.. and hope for the best.
Also, yesterday! we had a new discovery – A new type of Papa that we call "GOLA GANDA PAPA". A type of papa that applys lots of makeup and wears lush push clothes…. so we started calling em Gola Ganda… 🙂
huh, its been a week since my grandpa died. I sometimes wonder he was the lucky one to get a decent grave and nice military protocol and salutes during the burial. with the current situation in the fucking country, i guess we’re gonna end up in a worse off situation than Iraq and might not get to the grave in once piece… or might not even get a grave…
and finally, last night, i got a glimpse of you. yes, you!! the one who has given me insomnia for more than a fucking year. I have turned into a fuckin maniac but who cares ??? WHY THE FUCK DO I CARE ??? WHY ???
After seeing you after this long time, i realized that the pain came back to me and i instantly knew that tonight was gonna be another one of the sleepless nights… God bless ya, and me too.
Ok, enuff for the day.

and now, he is no more

23 07 2007

Today, Its Thursday – 19th of July, 2007.



I am at office and the clock is ticking around the 45 minutes past 8 mark.


The past three days have been very very busy for me. Last time I remember coming to office was the Monday and under some very tense mental state as I recall.


My grandfather (Nana Abbu) was sick at hospital and this time, that was a big time sickness. I used to accompany a cousin to hospital during the night and during all this time, I saw him ebbing away from the consciousness- the life. And eventually it happened that was expected.


The call came in at around 5:00 AM. I was lying on the bed but somehow I knew this was the call. A few moments later, my mom jolted me off the bed by saying ‘Nana Abbu chalay gai’. I needed no further explanation.


Thus started the day that was full of emotions, wandering around and tiredness…

I had an exam of Organizational Behavior at 8:30, I can’t recall anything about it. I didn’t even prepare as I was so busy in other important stuff than preparing for exams. We recited Kalma, and Sura Al Mulk till around 8 and then I decided to pay a quick visit to University and atleast sign the attendance sheet. The exam was tough as usual but somehow I managed to write a few things about everything.


Came home at 11:00 AM, the people had already arrived. My mom’s cousins, aunts, uncles etc. They were there already, I had expected the environment to be full of emotions but it was the contrary, it was gloomy but not out of control.


I don’t remember anything else except reciting kalma, going for the prayers and arranging things like flowers etc…


Finally, it was the time for Namaz-e-Janaza which was held at a local mosque. After that, the procession started in vans and cars towards the graveyard that was at a PAF base in Korangi.


He was laid to rest at 7:10 PM on Tuesday, 17th of July, 2007.



So, today, I am here at my office. My grandfather may not be here with us physically but he is here in our hearts. He will always remain here in the form of vision, memory and a lot of tips he used to give me.


This family currently stands united. But Will it stay this way in the long run ? I have reservations about it as the link that used to bind them has been broken. May Allah bless his soul and give patience to the ones affected. –  Amen.



Before Operaton Silence…

15 07 2007

Somewhere in the Lal Masjid and the Notorious jamia Hafsa…

The mullah empowered the students and provided them with food, shelter, education, sticks and guns. How affectionate of them. Just like the true loving father.


Then, the mullah emphasized on practical implementation of the knowledge that was provided and asked the students to go out on field trips. The field trips presented them with lots of assignments and challenges from the real life. The assignments included tasks like abducting the prostitutes, burning down CD shops, attacking the police, taking control of a library by force, abducting the employees of the Chinese massage center…

Then, the final showdown… The final assignment: “To attack the government building”.

The students went out, but the assignment wasn’t that successful coz the government was already pissed off by the attitude of the mullahs.

The law enforcement agencies sieged the zone, the initial firing incident killed around 15. The government was stern this time, they gave off warning to surrender to prepare for the consequences….. There was no reply.


The government decided to show some power, they brought LMGs, APC, Gunship helicopters and the rat-a-tat of the guns was enough to dwindle the faith of most of the students and mullah. Slowly but surely, they started to flee. Bunch of chicks in black burkas started to emerge form the hiding place. In one such bunch was a mysterious character. When the security forces tried to check her for any ammo, the bunch of ninjas (the chicks) started to quarrel but as the veil was lifted, the mysterious chick was found to be the mastermind of the whole mullah plan. Hahahahah. The whole drama was caught on tape and broadcasted live on national TV.


The culprit mullah certainly had decided to flee as his faith was not as powerful as Musharraf’s guns. J

This certainly was a humiliating situation for the mullah and more spice was added as the mullah was presented again on TV in an interview where he was wearing the same burka and he lifted the veil to show his face before the interview. Such a disgrace!!!


Anyways, it was not the guilt of their deeds but the fear of death that brought all those “wannabe” talibans out of their hiding. And musharraf can proudly say now that:


“My guns are mightier than your God – your faith. O’ priest!”


And He is dead right!



To conclude, I am going to write a SMS joke that I received regarding this event. And it goes like…


All the ninja chicks (students) from Madrisa Hafsa came out of hiding except one, Why ??





Because Mulla Abdul Aziz escaped wearing her Burka. 😀






The magical effect of Breeze and Moonlight

6 07 2007
It rained almost the complete week, last week.
on one such day, when the rain ended in the evening, i climbed up the roof of my house and wowwwwwwwwww!
i was totally amazed by the freshness in the air that i had felt.
The air was cool
The breeze was refreshing
It was a full moon night and the moon was trying to escape the cover of the clouds.
I was mesmerized….
As i enjoyed the striking breeze on my face, i watched the struggle of the moon to break away from the seige of the black clouds, It was amazing. Without thinking, i spread my arms and closed my eyes and felt the breeze striking me on my face and bare arms and legs. I felt the moon light striking me, tinkling me… I felt like alive.
I had the strange feeling as the combination of breeze and moonlight was doing wonders on me – purifying me, my soul.
Was it true ? was i being purified ? will I become transparent ???
No, perhaps the moon light was doing somethign quite contrary. That would be converting me into a warewolf.. i thought about my limbs getting more hairy, more muscular. My nails growing, my canine teeth increasing, my ears growing….. and in the end i uttered a howl.
yeah, the transformation is complete, i thought.
Now, today after a week later. I feel heavy.
The heat is back.
the sweat is back
that purification light or the evil warewolf light is gone (atleast i dont go to the roof)
I am back to my corrupt self. with chicks and chicks and work in my head i have nothing new to write now.
so, Johnny disappears … poof!

A Quick write-up for the past 10 days

6 07 2007
Its been more than 10 days, that i have been going to my new work location – the UBL.
Life has been very different since then.
I joined the place on the Tuesday, 26th of June (A.K.A. the cyclone day). A day when hardly 10% of the staff was present and i was waiting for my manager like total jack ass and my manager, he didn’t turn up that day. So while I waited at the lobby, the rain had started to pour down and i saw chicks (man, they surely have hired some magnificient bunch of biatches) coming to the building soaking wet.
Already meager clothes being more shrunk by the wetness of the rain water. What a sight to start your new assignment . I knew i was in for more… hehehe
So, the day ended and a few more days passed. The place is great. There are more manager and leads than actual programmers so they hire new people. My new job assignment is a banking system and the new thing is that i have to design the database in Oracle (well thats something i am gonna learn). My old salary and the new salary of the five days of June is not in my account so i can percieve the upcoming days as tough days.
The lunch facility is great. The price is just Ok but the food is niiiiceeee. I have eaten things like Biryani, Chicken Rolls, Chinese, Arabian Food etc..
The internet is non-existent (atleast for me, as i am not on domain) so i have troubles in using the internet over there.
and yeah, i get off quite early. 😛
The office closes at 5:00 PM, and i leave around 6, but its OK.
Well, coming to any regrets or what i miss since i joined the new place…
I miss my friends from the old place.
I miss the khapa programs that we used to do every friday.
and perhaps i might regret on the financial issues as the old company was a company of a bank so the salary was transfered on the last day of the month. This is not the case here.
Finally, i would close on my exam thing.
My exams have started. Today was my second exam on ENG-301 (the first one was the one that i delibrately dropped because of my amazing preparation of the subject). I expect to drop another one (Cost Accounting).
Ok, with love i dedicate this post to my friends from the old place. Live long and Prosper.
Johnny Loves you All.