Tagged by: Dinky Mind, Ayesha, Saroosh, Stray Angel (Thanks a lot, by the way).
Since I have completely nothing to write about these days, a tag does come up to make up for it.
5 years ago:
I was a much better person. And I was 17 years old.
I was in the 2nd year of FSc, making false promises of studying hard to make up for the blunders I had done in the 1st year, and I had started reading Ibne Safi’s Imran Series, abandoning the crap written by Mazhar Kaleem. I was also busy in a beginner course of graphic designing, and what a course that was. Our instructor, Asad Sahab (who was the Art Director at a local advertising agency) was a goddamn genius. Much of my thinking pattern while designing anything has been greatly influenced by him. Other than that, I was starting to enjoy my own company (which I now enjoy so much that I neglect others. Yeah, I have grown up into an introvert weirdo).
And did I tell you that I was a much better person then?
1 year ago:
We had recently shifted to our new home in Islamabad, and I was trying to adjust myself to the extremely boring ‘peace’ in the neighbourhood (considering the fact that we had shifted from Rawalpindi). I also purchased a new computer then. Man, I love computers.
5 songs I know all the words to:
Hmm, let’s see…
- George Michael — Careless Whisper
- Junaid Jamshed — Keh Do Jo Bhi
- Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan — Shehar Ke Dukandaro
- The Cranberries — Zombie
- Vital Signs — Aitebar
5 Snacks I enjoy:
If you ask my ghar walas, I eat nothing.
- French Fries/Chips: Who hates them?
- Gujranwala ke mash’hur fry cholay: Yeah, you read it right. It says famous fry cholay from Gujranwala. And that doesn’t mean that I go to Gujranwala to enjoy them. After all, when you can have Balochi sajji in any part of the whole Pakistan, then why can’t you have fry cholas of Gujranwala in Rawalpindi? Heck, you even have Mumbai Biryani in Pakistan. Well anyway, this famous thela wala graces the Commercial Center in Rawalpindi (in the beginning of the street which is behind the fire brigade/Umar Masjid, if anybody in Pindi/Islamabad wants to try some time). I remember that the ‘proprietor’ of this thela used to sell qulfiyan when I was a kid, and then he switched to selling cholas. Now that he’s retired, his sons take care of his business, but the cholas are yummy as ever.
- Challi/Bhutta: Who in Pakistan hasn’t heard the loud, sharp cry of challaaaaaiiii raaiit walaaa! I just did and my stomach is busy in digesting the corn present in itself.
- Special Shami Anda Burger from Chenab Burger House: This burger house is located in—yep, you guessed it—Rawalpindi’s Commercial Center too. They also have some other special burgers, but I like this one. Present opposite to Smash Superstore, they earn quite a lot, but I must warn you that if you want to visit, beware of the imposters. There can be two or three Chenab Burger Houses present there. Buy from the one who is in front of an electronics shop.
- Apples: I don’t care if they don’t fall in the category of snacks, but I love eating them. Yep, everybody knows that. Even my ghar walas acknowledge that I eat apples.
(And, in case any of you is wondering, I wasn’t paid by either the cholay wala or the burger wala.)
5 Things I’d do with $100 million:
I majorly suck at anything financial, but here goes.
- I’ll build a huge state-of-the-art house, with all the security and home management sytems and blah blah blah.
- I’ll buy myself a supercomputer.
- I’ll invest some of the money somewhere. (Don’t ask where, I already told you that I suck at these matters).
- I’ll take my parents and family to perform Hajj.
- And I’ll donate the rest for various causes. (No, I don’t like Asima Jehangir).
5 places I would run away to:
Well, actually, I would run to any place if I am getting late.
- My bedroom
- Can’t think of anything else
5 things I would never wear:
- Anything feminine: I mean, come on.
- Leather pants: Yeah, they look stylish, but they aren’t for me.
- Red: I don’t want any bull charging towards me.
- Very strong cologne: Makes me dizzy.
- Tattoes: Crap. Crap. Crap.
5 favorite TV shows:
It’s been a long time when I used to watch TV regularly. Nowadays it’s just a peak sometimes, ad I don’t even know what shows are running these days. (No, I don’t live in a cave, I am just not a couch potato). So what I can remember from when I used to watch TV…
- Dhuwan: Damn good. I used to fight with my Ammi ji to watch this serial. Ammi ji used to be more interested in watching the ending episodes of another serial on NTM. Result: I couldn’t watch some early episodes of Dhuwan, but it was great.
- Dhoop Kinaray: I like it just because of the brilliant acting by almost all of the cast. And I like its soundtrack too.
5 greatest joys:
I don’t know about the greatest, but here they are…
- Getting caught in the rain: Damn, my cell phone will screw up. And I recently bought my clothes. And it’s ruining my hair style. And my shoes. And it’s fogging my spectacles. And damn, there’s so much mud. But hey, it’s fun!
- Writing a computer program and then watching it run exactly the same way I want it to run.
- Meeting with an old friend: “Oye, tujhay kia ho gaya hai?!”
- Answering wrong calls: “Hello… Who?… Mr. XYZ?… Oh, so sorry to tell you, but he’s been arrested by the police… Yeah, just two minutes ago…” *disconnected*
- Praying for something and then immediately getting the feeling that that prayer has been granted.
5 favorite toys:
- My computer: stupid machine, but a wonderful toy indeed.
- Toy guns: Bang! Bang!
- Dinky cars: Ammi ji se riwayat hai ke I used to buy a lot of these in my childhood. I wonder if that’s the reason I treat the real car we have now as a toy. Hmm.
- Atari 2600 & Sega Megadrive: Yeah, I know, these things belong to the old age. And I also know that I can play far better games on my computer than on these ancient consoles. And I also know that now is the age of PSP. But these antiques were the ones who told me what a video game is, and I love them. (Yes, I love them, even though they don’t run now. Am I being too emotional?)
5 People I’m Tagging:
Looks to me that everybody in Blogistan has been tagged, but here they are…
- Fallen Angel