tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160475145926534822013-12-03T00:43:39.521+05:30The Broken PrivacyAnd it's intentional!Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-60683650815130756782013-11-27T23:57:00.000+05:302013-11-28T12:45:40.429+05:30My Turkish Delight<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It started with a fadeout, I was flying over a luscious blue ocean that seemed endless. Only it had a strip of land, like an airport runway of sorts, right in the middle. 'What a marvel, vallah!' I caught myself exclaiming. I didn't think I had wings but in that moment, I felt lucky - flying in the wind that was scented with Nature's love and looking down at the prettiest sight.<br /><br />I drew closer to it, but a flash of light and I the distance was lessening to something that seemed like little kiddie ponds on steps. I giggled a little as I imagined cute kids playing in it. My bare feet softly touched the ground, and it was an ecstasy I had never felt. Surprisingly, I did have wings. I closed my eyes, melted myself into the scent, and when I opened them, I was on my bed.<br /><br />The exhilarating feeling I had just felt, was a dream. A dream so vivid I felt it in my bones and goosebumps proved it. I propped up on my pillow, 4 AM dreams usually come true. I googled exactly what I dreamt of -<br /><br />The first location was Olu Deniz beach and the other one Pamukkale, where 'Tu Jane Na' in Ajab Prem Ki Gazab Kahani seem to have been shot.<br /><br />'Turkey' I muttered and then I came across the Million Stories contest.<br /><br />That is why I want to go to Turkey , to make my morning dream come true!<br /><br />--<br /><br />This post is an entry in the "Million Stories" Contest sponsored by the Turkish Embassy, India.</div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-77481304364001658252013-09-08T22:31:00.002+05:302013-09-08T22:33:52.039+05:30Review - Shuddh (NON)Desi Romance<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media2.intoday.in/indiatoday/images/stories//2013june/shuddh-desi-romance_660_062013054808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="http://media2.intoday.in/indiatoday/images/stories//2013june/shuddh-desi-romance_660_062013054808.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />I can't believe it. I'm sure <i>swargwasi</i> papa Yash wouldn't have approved this film. He is the original Father of Desi Romance and such movie being made under his banner stupefies me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Wo hawa ka uski zulfun ke saath khel jana,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>wo muskurate honton se uska mujhe choo jana</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Wo dikhash adayein, wo ek nazar,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>pyaar hai mujhe usse, tumhe bhi hai.. toh palat</i><br /><i>[ voice over by SRK ]</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><voice by="" over="" srk=""></voice></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><ddlj score=""></ddlj></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><crappy -="" ctsy="" myself="" shayari=""></crappy></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>[ DDLJ Score ]</i><br /><i>[ Crappy Shayri courtesy - myself ]</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Waiting for your love for 22 years in Veer Zaara, fighting Jesus Ji for 10 years to finally have to meet his love, romancing in the Switzerland, Kashmir and... marriage. That is <i>Shuddh Desi Romance</i>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The movie in question catches the nerve - that Big Fat Indian Weddings are nothing but fake. And then it goes overboard. Raghu Ram seems to have drawn inspiration from <i>Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. </i>Gayatri maintains herself has the hot-mod-break up-et-al chick with a sensitive heart. Then there's Tara, I really can't place her character actually. The actress has nice hair :) Everyone seems to have nice hair in the film. hmm..</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The characters are very vague. None knows what's going on. There is no pattern to the story. It promises a lot in the beginning and then just drifts into something where even I was scratching my head as to what was going on. I haven't felt this uneasy watching a movie ever.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">MY FEELS:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3ca9c199bd5af08ad0f4c6e8b48a731e/tumblr_msrcys2Xn61r4zr2vo1_r1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="172" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3ca9c199bd5af08ad0f4c6e8b48a731e/tumblr_msrcys2Xn61r4zr2vo1_r1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">MY RATING:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I give the movie 2/5. </div><div style="text-align: left;">1.0 star for music, </div><div style="text-align: left;">0.5 for Sushant Singh Rajput's expressions and </div><div style="text-align: left;">0.5 for Rishi Kapoor who does a brilliant job as ever</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Until next week,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Karima</div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-21971546062822153922013-08-19T00:29:00.002+05:302013-08-19T00:29:46.153+05:30Why are you looking out the window?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I hate this world.<br />I do like nature and forest and animals and tranquility - that is Earth.<br />I like people, my family, the best friends, the good friends - they are Humans.<br />But I don't like our parallel existence. Where the Earth and Humans combine, they make the World.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://si0.twimg.com/profile_images/2142086493/universe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="231" src="https://si0.twimg.com/profile_images/2142086493/universe.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />The more you try to narrow it, the more complex it becomes. My World, Her World, Their World, Geography. And somewhere they combine. They didn't teach us the Venn diagram for nothing. The World is indeed a large Venn Diagram. Each person moulded differently, they become different for different people - in accordance with the changing World.<br /><br />Nobody gets it. They think it's all the same. Like the hamster running in a cage. The day progresses, the nights commence, the clock moves, the paycheck arrives at the same time each month. But it's not. You know it. You change as you swift between these Worlds. Why are we looking for answers in the Universe? Why are we searching for other dimensions? So many exist in your very life. Think.<br /><br />Then why do I hate the World? It makes me nauseous. There is so much falseness, I see right through it. Like Bathsheba Sherman feeds off of Carolyn Perron, everyone wants to feed off of you. Demented, hollow, making you believe that's something that you are doing is wrong while you eat your iron supplements to treat the wounds.<br /><br />Please, I beg you. Open your mind. Be better than being trapped in your money infested dreams. Open your World to better people and open yourself to your own World instead of being the highlight of others'. Free yourself from the trance of 'destiny' and make life happen.<br /><br />I will hate the World till you come and tell me, "No, Karima. It's beautiful"<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Karima<br /><br />I have no idea what I'm writing. It's 1 AM and I'm half asleep. It is a high possibility I'm sleep writing. I've been itching to write anything since the past few weeks. Feels good.<br /><br />PS: Please watch The Conjuring to understand Bathsheba Sherman references</div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-86416844724618887672013-06-26T19:54:00.006+05:302013-06-26T20:08:19.664+05:30Must watch funny Desi videos<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div>YouTube 'funny videos' and you will presented with rib tickling English videos. I wanted to be closer to home and so, these are a list of <i>Desi</i> videos that will tickle your funny bone! Whenever you will be bored, make sure to watch these and laugh like a maniac.</div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">#5 Eye to Eye</span></b></h2><div>This is currently in trend and it's not as bad the ones you will face ahead. Sung by Pakistani singer, director, producer, model, actor, god, Taher Shah he sways and tries to entice you with his 'glorious, fantastic, spectrum eyes'</div><div><br /></div><div>My eye, your eye, our eye, Battar flaiii! Flayblus eye!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/l2jNfKgMMjA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/l2jNfKgMMjA&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/l2jNfKgMMjA&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">#4 Silsila hai ye, Silsilaa...</span></b></h2><div>Apart from using Silsila hai ye, Silsila about a 100 times, this video stars a few <i>gori mems </i>so you just HAVE to watch this. My money is on they are tourists and they got paid Rs. 500 for it. This video doesn't end, it's a <i>silsila</i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/EunwnU6vg1Q/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/EunwnU6vg1Q&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/EunwnU6vg1Q&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"># 3 It's my life, what ever I wanna do!</span></b></h2><div>One man you need to watch out for is that producer in blue. He takes the music very seriously. This is a fail attempt at trying to make a video like 'Kolaveri' </div><div><br /></div><div>All said and done, he is a 'very good bad boy'</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/kJa2kwoZ2a4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/kJa2kwoZ2a4&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/kJa2kwoZ2a4&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">#2 Boom Boom World Cup!</span></b></h2><div>I love this song. Boom Boom Up Cup, Cricket Cup, World Cup! What do I talk about it? From the <i>mandap</i> to the world class dance moves, this song has everything! It has a 'thriller' element too... watch out for the ghost girl!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/drtd-GqNXds/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/drtd-GqNXds&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/drtd-GqNXds&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div>It's the bat of the cup, it's the ball of the cup, it's the six of the cup, <i>I'm sick of the cup</i></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">#1 <i>Jab se hui hai</i> <i>mohobbat</i>...</span></b></h2><div>I'm not lying when I say this, I know this song by heart. I can absolutely sing it and I can do so in public very proudly! I found this video 3 years ago and it's still fresh in my memory. Ever so funny! I won't give out anything about it - you have to watch!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/cMvxinBkOZU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/cMvxinBkOZU&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/cMvxinBkOZU&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Until Next Time,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Karima</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-18967278712345190002013-05-01T01:59:00.001+05:302013-05-01T01:59:10.731+05:30I like you<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I think you're cute. I think I like you. I think that if you get to know me, you will like me too.<div><br /></div><div><i>How hard is it to tell this to a person? Very. So, I'm doing what I do best - write.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>I think you're cute. I think I like you. I think that if you get to know me, you will like me too. I like watching movies, animated ones at that. I know you like movies too. That's why I'd like to go with you to a movie. I don't know if you like dancing and I'd like to find that out about you. Maybe if you do, we'll go to a club later. I know you love food. I mean, who doesn't? So one day we could go food trailing along the city and have a gala time. Yes, I know - you're adventurous like that.</div><div><br /></div><div>That's the thing isn't it? When you know someone a little, you want to know them a little more. It's never enough. I like you as you person. I think you have a kind heart. I see honesty behind that wicked smile and maybe that's why I like you. What makes sense to you? What is ridiculous? What is happy? Why do you think Harry Potter is average? (The last one so that I can change your perspective about it!) I want to know it all.</div><div><br /></div><div>I like you. Maybe you will like me too. Mostly because we both know I have a good choice :)</div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-48649539311834514812013-03-04T01:12:00.001+05:302013-03-04T01:14:35.602+05:30New Girl: Nick, Jess and me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I have been rooting for Nick and Jess since I set my sight on them (episode one, obviously). I knew something was going to be there (everyone was). The weird attraction and love that they secretly carry for each other is very cute to watch. So when I saw, Season 2 Episode 15. I was like /shock /blush.<br /><br />Oh, don't know what I'm saying? Watch this:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/kY8WimVNHfw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kY8WimVNHfw&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kY8WimVNHfw&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Everything about it is so beautiful! Mostly because we've all been waiting for this to happen for a full year and a half! I need a place to rant about this. Best 22 seconds of TV viewing. Especially when Nick says, 'I meant something like that' and then he just walks away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He doesn't walk - he struts! There's so much mystery going on there. Like a man on who just completed a mission.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4eyuieaeI1qdfg4jo2_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4eyuieaeI1qdfg4jo2_250.gif" /></a></div><br />Then in the next episode, he's back to being Nick. Haha.<br /><br />I love Jake Johnson :) I love Nick and Jess :)<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Karima<br /><br />/bye <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-85929060455812047182013-03-02T00:37:00.001+05:302013-03-02T00:37:17.363+05:30I am Cursed<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This post is the truth. Until now, I thought it was only in my head but it's true. I am cursed.<br /><div><br /></div><div>Once upon a time, in 2009, I had fallen in something people dub as 'love'. My only friend in the new town showed liking towards me and we were about to embark on a sweet journey together when he said that he had serious reasons because of which we couldn't be together. /shock. The New Year started with hopelessness and despair. Everything was a blur /blur, every time I woke up in the morning, I was going /floor. Then I found a friend who helped me get over it. This one knew I loved him so we were cool, right? Wrong. Time went on and my friend said he loved me. I was all /shock. I was already in love. With a pathetic asshole who got a girl for himself as soon as his college started. My friend went nuts and I was going nuts too. He went to the limits of drunk dialing, gifts, chocolates (which I never accepted) and then it all went more crazy. So I'm guessing I got cursed by him that I will never find True Love because I broke his heart</div><div><br /></div><div>Fast forward 2013. Somehow, after 2 years of struggling, I got over my so called love and dubbed him as a 'lesson' or 'crush'. This guy ultimately lost himself because his girl left him and he can't get over it (suck it, bitch) and he's being nice to me. My old friend (who totally doesn't talk with him and ignores me like the next big Fuck) is happy because he found someone who loved him more than I could ever even try. I'm hoping they get married and have children. I don't know if he'll invite me to his wedding, though. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then there's me. My story of a hopeless life continues. I like someone, someone else likes me and I think I like him too but then some other person who likes him as well.</div><div><br /></div><div>Weird? Welcome to my life. I am Cursed.</div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-59854148587098599792013-03-02T00:36:00.001+05:302013-03-02T00:36:05.147+05:30Seven Cats and Me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Some people are plain unlucky. They end up with cats. I have seen my end, it is with cats. Maybe if my mom wouldn't allow me to get a real one, I'll make do with stuffed versions.<br /><br />If you're reading this, don't. Change tabs, change windows but don't read this. This is my narration of how helpless and unlucky i feel. So helpless that even my backspace wouldn't work that I can capitalize the I in the previous sentence.<br /><br />I'm sad because it seemed like I had a chance. We had a chance. I mean I'd have to walk over something I dearly love but, you gotta take rough decisions sometimes, no? I was ready to take that chance, jump off the hill with nothing but blind faith, nope. I have to hold back. Again. for the umpteenth time. I'm mentally and emotionally drained.<br /><br />Go home, you guys. There's nothing to read here.<br /><br />Sorry.<br /><br />Karima.</div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-58827353574634781972013-01-24T22:34:00.001+05:302013-01-24T22:34:39.377+05:30The Woman with One Eye<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">This story is the true encounter of me and the one eyed lady. Brace your hearts, for a chill might just run down your spine.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It was like a regular day. Time. 7:15 pm. I'd said good bye to a colleague as she went on her platform on Andheri station and I went towards mine. I crossed the busy street and entered the middle section of Platform No. 1. There was nothing unusual about tonight. People bustling around me, everybody just wanting to get home early. Nothing unusual about tonight, except for her.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I looked back and it was as if she was carved out of darkness. She chose to sit on the darkest spot on the well-lit platform. Adjusting within her own blanket sitting near a dog by her side over a heap of cement sacks. I felt pity at this unfortunate woman and since I had some leftover lunch, I decided to give it to her.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mistake.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">One step. Two step. It echoed in my head and I went by what I thought was right. I offered the paper bag to her. It was then she looked up. No eye. She looked like a pirate from Davy Jone's crew, to be precise. She put her hand behind, took out a stick, let out a little cry of anger and waved the stick at me.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Drag_me_to_Hell/drag_me_to_hell_movie_image__1_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Drag_me_to_Hell/drag_me_to_hell_movie_image__1_.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">All in one second.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I had my heart in my mouth. It was too crowded to run, so I merely walked. As fast as I could and climbed in my train and came home. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lesson: Never give food to who you think is a beggar. Only give to those who ask for it. </span><br /></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-83580471816234448892012-12-30T14:47:00.001+05:302012-12-30T14:47:50.863+05:30Honestly, I was kind of counting on the Mayans!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It's that time of the year again where everyone starts making resolutions and only 20% of the mass actually pursues it. I think it's even less!<br /><br />Anyway, so I want to put my two words on this too. I was sad when the calendar changed to Dec. 22, 2012. For once, I wanted Mayans to be right. Had there been signs:<br /><br />1) I'd have told this guy I love him<br />2) I'd have prayed Daraze Umr's namaz :P<br />3) I'd have went and told people how they hurt me and I will boo at them from the windows of Heaven while they rot in Hell<br />4) I'd have been ready for death like Ignotus Peverell, who greeted death as an old friend.<br /><br />But they days rolled ahead and we're at Dec. 30 today. My resolutions are same as last year and the only addition this time is that I will follow them. In Shaa Allah!<br /><br />Got to work now. 'But Karima! It's Sunday!!'<br /><br />There's no Sunday in Digital, bros. Thank you for your concern<br /><br />Love,<br />Karima<br /><br /></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-9784667389433736372012-11-05T19:25:00.004+05:302012-11-05T19:25:30.436+05:30Why You Must Work<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I just checked my blog and I saw I hadn't written anything proper since my Driving 101 (thank you all for the overwhelming number of views to that one!) and I thought over the reason that kept me away from blogging - work.<div><br /></div><div>In the past months, I have worked and earned. Spent all of it, yes, but earned none the less. One rainy day, I had to buy myself new headphones and it hit me, 'wait, a second. I'm buying this with my own money' I usually bought stuff but then never like this. It was always:</div><div><br /></div><div>Me: "I need money"</div><div>Mom/Sister: "Why?"</div><div>Me:"My headphones died"</div><div>Mom/Sister: "Okay, how much?"</div><div><br /></div><div>OR</div><div><br /></div><div>Me:"I need money"</div><div>Mom/Sister: "What happened to the sum you were given yesterday?"</div><div>Me:"I spent it. I needed new headphones"</div><div>Mom/Sister: "Okay, how much?"</div><div><br /></div><div>But that night, I just decided to buy a pair of headphones and I bought them. I went home and nobody asked me what I bought because I didn't ask for money. It was a feeling of... relief?</div><div><br /></div><div>For the first time in my life, I got a taste of independence. I thought over it, every meal I bought, every place I traveled, every movie I saw, it was with what I had earned and it was a wonderful feeling. Your heart grows wings because of your brain and there is no comparison to owning that smile.</div><div><br /></div><div>So here it is, TOP 5 REASONS WHY YOU MUST WORK</div><div><br /></div><div>#1 Independence</div><div><br /></div><div>The freedom of not having to give someone a detailed analysis of what you spent where is wonderful. If you spend 500 bucks in a day, buy something worth 2,000 the other day - no one will glare at you because you are spending your own blood and sweat worth of money.</div><div><br /></div><div>#2 Secure Future</div><div><br /></div><div>If your parents or spouse are big shot people who have a lot of money and you are sorted for the next two lives, still you must work. If you have that much money, save what you earn and give a bit of it to your mom. The sense of achievement of giving a contribution in your house is the highest of all! Save the rest for later. Maybe your family will need it, money lying in the bank never goes waste.</div><div><br /></div><div>#3 Confidence</div><div><br /></div><div><i>"So what are you doing?"</i></div><div><i>"Oh, me? I'm working right now"</i></div><div><br />There is nothing better than telling people you are working. You are contributing to the success of a company and giving your share in the world. The world exists because of you and they are paying you for it. Hold your head high and nose higher, you work!</div><div><br /></div><div>#4 Escape :P</div><div><br /></div><div>OK, this is wrong :P But I've used "I have so much work!" as an excuse to get out of so many family functions. I mean the ones I really really truly with all my heart wanted to avoid!</div><div><br /></div><div>#5 Security</div><div><br /></div><div>You secure yourself when you work. There is a positive inflow of green in your life. You want a Mercedes? You don't just wish for it, you are working towards it too. You are lapping every person who is praying for money.</div><div><br /></div><div>They are praying for it, you are making it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Think!</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, it's time to get back to work for me. I love every bit of it. I hope you get a promotion at your work or maybe, even a better job!</div><div><br /></div><div>May you always have money in your life,</div><div><br /></div><div>Until Next Time,</div><div><br /></div><div>Curry /bye</div><div><br /></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-50646829466535814342012-09-07T23:52:00.003+05:302013-12-03T00:43:39.546+05:30The 5 Bite Diet FAQ<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://static.lulu.com/browse/product_thumbnail.php?productId=20300781&resolution=320" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://static.lulu.com/browse/product_thumbnail.php?productId=20300781&resolution=320" /></a></div><br /><br /><b>1) What is the Five Bite Diet (5BD) and what to do in it?</b><br /><br />- The ‘5BD’ is a diet created by Dr. Alwin C. Lewis and mentioned in his book ‘Why Weigh Around? Changing the Weightloss Strategy’. He tells us that people who want to lose their extra weight and Fast should follow this diet.<br /><br />This is The Basic Idea<br /><br />No Breakfast (as it stimulates appetite)<br />1 Multi-Vitamin<br />5 Bites for Lunch<br />5 Bites for Dinner<br />1 Bite of Protein<br /><br /><b>2) How do you follow the Five Bite Diet?</b><br /><br />- My routine is fairly simple.<br /><br />10 AM : 1 Multi vitamin<br />01 PM : Snickers Bar (2 oz)<br />05 PM : An Egg<br />09 PM : Snickers Bar (2 oz)<br /><br />In between have Diet Coke/ Pepsi or water. I will admit that I have had my bad days while on the but Dr. Lewis says forgive your self and get over it.<br /><br />Also, the gap between your two meals should be 4 hours, so my plan is according to that.<br /><br /><b>3) What is the science behind the Five Bite Diet?</b><br /><br />- This is going to be long because I’m giving the gist of the book!<br /><br />People who undergo Gastric Bypass surgery (which is getting operated to shrink their stomach) because of excessive weight problems are recommended to eat 9 bites of anything per day because the size of their stomach becomes so small, that 9 bites fill them up.<br /><br />Dr. Lewis says, <i>“If we can recommend eating as less as 9 bites per day to the least healthy members of the society, why can’t we tell this to people who want to lose weight without undergoing expensive surgery.”</i><br /><br />Eating 10 bites per day, 5 bites at a time will automatically shrink the size of your stomach. Our bodies have a thing called ‘Hungerstat’. It is the regulator of our appetite and it’s very easy to adjust.<br /><br />If you’ll eat 5 bites for lunch, 5 bites for dinner for 3 days, your tummy will start feeling satisfied from Day 4.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/zW7Er0kti_U/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/zW7Er0kti_U&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/zW7Er0kti_U&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></div><br /><br /><b>4) Why Snickers? Can I not eat anything else? Don’t Chocolates make you Fat?</b><br /><br />- Snickers is the perfect size and volume of a meal. It has EXACTLY 5 bites and that is how much we should eat.<br />Naah, Snickers is not necessary. You can even eat anything but only 5 bites of it. My eldest sister eats sandwich, my second sister eats Cadbury 5 Star Fruit & Nut while I eat Snickers.<br /><br />I read it on yahoo! answers, one woman would eat Big Mac but stop after the 5th bite, she still lost weight. (I’m trying to find that particular article, will link it when I find it!) [Found the article! <a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090124122106AAwNt0m">This is it</a>]<br /><br />The Main thing is: Don’t cheat and Stop after the 5th Bite.<br /><br />Chocolates Don’t Make You Fat. Nothing makes you fat. Only the amount of what you eat does. You’re smart enough to judge how much to eat what :)<br /><br /><b>5) What if I can finish a Big Mac in 1 Bite! I can have 5 more?! Bullocks, I will lose weight!</b><br /><br />- Firstly, you’re cheating with yourself. Keep the Big Mac and a Snicker next to each other. Do you get the difference in one bite of a Snicker and one huge Big Mac?<br /><br />A bite is perfect when you put food in your mouth and it doesnt give you chipmunk cheeks. Please, eat like a lady :) atleast until your goal weight is around the corner!<br /><br /><b>6) You’re still not getting me convinced. I think Five Bite Diet is starvation.</b><br /><br />- *Sigh* It is not starvation. Everything you eat, even the spiciest chilly, gets broken down to get converted to sugar so that your body can absorb it. That’s why you eat anything it won’t matter- nothing but the size of what you’re eating.<br /><br />Your stomach will get adjusted to the size of your food in 3 days. You’re getting your Vitamins and Minerals through the Multi-Vit. You’re getting your Protein and Carb with that Egg. Everything is there.<br /><br /><b>7) It’s my Day 1 and I am hungry!</b><br /><br />- I empathize with you. I said your body takes 3 days to get adjusted. Day 1, 2 and 3 will be your test of self-control. Life after that will be as smooth as silk :) Just keep your UGW in mind and the scale will overwhelm you at the end of the week.<br />But if you’ve been failing, i’d suggest you to warm up by half of what you’re eating and saying NO to foods you think will make you fat. The warm up is for your self-control and not your body.<br /><br /><b>8) I’m past my Day 3, I’m still hungry.</b><br /><b><br /></b>- You’re not hungry. This is the psychological hunger because all your life you’ve eaten more than required or you’ve given in to temptation. This is time to tell your body that you’re the BOSS!<br /><br />- Take a deep breath, pour some cold water in a glass, sit somewhere and drink it like it’s wine. Slowly, enjoying the taste.<br /><br />- Prepare Iced Green Tea (Sugar Free) and drink it, it would curb your false hunger and PLUS it’s GREEN TEA! And we all know Green Tea aids weight-loss!<br /><br /><b>9) Did you Exercise while on the diet? How much weight have you lost?</b><br /><br />Weight loss is 80% diet and 20% Exercise.<br />You run on a treadmill for 1 hour, you’ll burn 300 calories, you eat a piece of chocolate cake- your one hour on treadmill is lost in 1 minute.<br /><br />Dr. Lewis says, “Exercise to keep your Head in the Game” Exercising while on the diet will do nothing but aiding your weight loss even more. You can lose upto 20 pounds in 2 weeks by just following the diet, maybe you can add exercise and lose more!<br /><br />But CAUTION: Do NOT Exercise the first few days, especially the first 3 days.<br /><br />After 3 days, if you feel good about eating less, then you may go on to exercise but start with moderation, please? Maybe just a li’l cardio or light weights.<br /><br />About Me: I don’t exercise. I just walk about a kilometer locally and go nearby distances on my cycle. I’m following the 80% part of the weight loss, I’ll think about the other 20% later<br /><br />Thanks to the 5BD, overall I’ve lost 17 pounds as of today: 12th May :)<br /><br /><b>10) I will Exercise on the Diet!</b><br /><br />Good for you! You’r gonna get super results! But I’d rather you make some changes- try having chicken breast piece instead of an egg because you’ll need more protein for exercise.<br /><br /><b>11) What is the Modified Version?</b><br /><br />When I re-begin my diet, I suck for a month and binge and crib. This happens with a lot of people and I’ve found a way out!<br /><br />For a few days, instead of eating the Snickers ENTIRELY at once, have 2 bites and drink Diet Soda until you’re full.<br /><br />Now later when you’ll feel hungry at 2pm or 3pm something, you can have 1 bite and drink loads of Diet Soda.<br /><br />This way, you won’t binge and even follow the five bite rule and lose weight.<br /><br />12) My question is not on this list. Email me at cardcaptor.karima@gmail.com I don't check my comments much!</div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-29696929181509270072012-07-26T00:06:00.000+05:302012-07-26T00:15:10.576+05:30Driving 101: Things Driving School Wallah Doesn't Teach You<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It's been very long since I've written a post! I'll update you guys with the cool things in my life soon but first, let's have a few Driving Lessons.</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sadly, I don't have many pictures but I'm going to write clear enough that you get the gist of what I'm talking, even newbie drivers.</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The downside of going to a driving school is their cars are 'special'. The passenger's seat also has a set of <b>A</b>ccelerator, <b>B</b>rake and <b>C</b>lutch, so when you think you're driving nicely, you aren't.. it's just your 'master' who's making it easy for you. Also, driving your own car and the driving school car is very different. Your car maybe in top condition, theirs- maybe not so much. </span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">P.S: I've taught myself how to drive (ok, my sister taught me how to start the car) but everything else is my opinion what I've learnt so far and how I learnt. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">/nobigdeal</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h2 style="text-align: center;"> <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For Newbie Drivers:</span></h2><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#1: Pre-driving Check:</span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><br /><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Adjust your seat to sit properly,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Arrange the Rear-view mirror, so that you clearly see through the back glass (and not the people who will sit at the back!),</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Arrange the Left and Right mirrors such that you can see little of your car </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Check your gear is neutral: move it slightly and it should feel free, it should be </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">exactly in the center.</span></li></ol><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4jsvZ6Z1ZQ/UBAiWXaL1MI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xKmshgXSJsw/s1600/31xQEDUN2oL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4jsvZ6Z1ZQ/UBAiWXaL1MI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xKmshgXSJsw/s1600/31xQEDUN2oL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>YOU'RE SET! /wahaha</b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#2: Urdu wali A-B-C</span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">In Urdu, you start writing from the right hand side of the page and the Accelerator Brake Clutch are placed Urdu Style</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5jyD52dIAY/UBAkCNkZvZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OEKehZFHOiU/s1600/36928_1493711952195_1515934929_31245588_6877751_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5jyD52dIAY/UBAkCNkZvZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OEKehZFHOiU/s1600/36928_1493711952195_1515934929_31245588_6877751_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Before starting the car, keep your feet on them and repeat <u>five times</u> while feeling them<b>: Accelerator, Brake, Clutch</b><span style="background-color: white;"> I'm not joking. Make your conscience used to this and you won't panic ever.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><br /><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now start the car, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Release the hand brake (emergency brake), </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Completely press the clutch, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Put your car in 1st gear and slowly lose the clutch. </span></li></ol><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Voila! Your car is moving!</b></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#3: "<i>So, okay, my car took two steps and stopped"</i> #Embarrassed</span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It's fine. Happens to me when in crowded places. People behind honk horns, auto wallahs curse you, passing by bikers say, "<i>gadi chalani nahi aati</i>" loud enough for you to hear, sometimes I'm in the middle of the road, that is the Worst Driving Moment Ever. The key is deep breaths. Siriusly.</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><i>When your car stops suddenly,</i></span></span><br /><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Take a deep breath, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Shut your car, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Press clutch fully, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Put your gear on neutral,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Turn on car,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Try again.</span></li></ol><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">If this still happens, you're panicking /blur and letting go of the clutch too fast. <b>Fuck the world</b>. You're learning, they were noobs once upon a time too. Try again, this time, when you start the car, accelerate to wake your car up and do all the steps again - Leave Clutch S..L..O..W..L..Y..</span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#4 Gears and Speed</span></span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>"But teach me how to change gears!" I yelled at my sister</i></span><br /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>"Ok fine! I'll teach you. Let's go" She said furiously</i></span><br /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>I did what I was taught 2 months ago, starting the car. 2 minutes in and she yelled, "Change the gear now!"</i></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>I screamed, "How!"</i></span></span><br /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>"Stop! Stop! Brake daba!"</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was thrown out of the drivers seat, just like that.<b> Lesson Learnt: None.</b></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h4 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So here's the gear box made easy for you:</span></h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0GWSC-9iayQ/UBAofZ4BqKI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SbOKU_FfuxM/s1600/2400147-close-up-of-a-car-gear-shift-stick-shift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0GWSC-9iayQ/UBAofZ4BqKI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SbOKU_FfuxM/s1600/2400147-close-up-of-a-car-gear-shift-stick-shift.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V0l8rH9pxy0/UBAqRKUc31I/AAAAAAAAAqk/1KqFkyH110w/s1600/N.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V0l8rH9pxy0/UBAqRKUc31I/AAAAAAAAAqk/1KqFkyH110w/s1600/N.jpg" /></a></div><h4 style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">HOW TO GO TO</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:</span></h4><br /><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">N = Neutral,</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Orange lines show you the way!</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Gear ONE</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PCUM_2FhAfk/UBAqR63hAdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-R4YDp8GlSw/s1600/N1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PCUM_2FhAfk/UBAqR63hAdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-R4YDp8GlSw/s1600/N1.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Gear TWO</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zoyab3hkZPg/UBAqSaVjFGI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3m3GZjMv6M0/s1600/N2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zoyab3hkZPg/UBAqSaVjFGI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3m3GZjMv6M0/s1600/N2.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Gear THREE</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjwETYPJg3A/UBAqSw42AhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/1kKmaUXpDt0/s1600/N3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjwETYPJg3A/UBAqSw42AhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/1kKmaUXpDt0/s1600/N3.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Gear FOUR</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-AlTphnKZ4/UBAqTTO0_-I/AAAAAAAAArE/yYu3nE3o7qo/s1600/N4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-AlTphnKZ4/UBAqTTO0_-I/AAAAAAAAArE/yYu3nE3o7qo/s1600/N4.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Gear FIVE</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsxn2r_Ou0w/UBAqT3ZzLVI/AAAAAAAAArI/HgUHU9H4WFo/s1600/N5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsxn2r_Ou0w/UBAqT3ZzLVI/AAAAAAAAArI/HgUHU9H4WFo/s1600/N5.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Gear REVERSE</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNBpd4xdKEs/UBAqUQNhe3I/AAAAAAAAArM/6nUjUaw-4U0/s1600/N6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNBpd4xdKEs/UBAqUQNhe3I/AAAAAAAAArM/6nUjUaw-4U0/s1600/N6.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don't think you're going to need Gear 3, 4 and especially 5 but what's the harm in telling?</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><u>Point To Remember:</u> <span style="color: #f1c232;"><b>Never take directly to Gear 2, 3, 4 or 5. You don't tell a baby to start running as soon as it's born! First you crawl, walk and then RUN (that's gears 1, 2 and 3 for you) :P</b></span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h4 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">SPEEDOMETER and Gears (based on km/hr):</span></h4><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PjMA-YYKjg/UBAuqwmgP_I/AAAAAAAAAro/6S59hkHiCUA/s1600/speedometer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PjMA-YYKjg/UBAuqwmgP_I/AAAAAAAAAro/6S59hkHiCUA/s1600/speedometer2.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>When in Gear 1: Stay within 10 to 20</b></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>When you cross 20, change to Gear 2</b></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I usually dance between Gear 1 and Gear 2 so that's all I can tell you.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#4: Changing Gears Like A Boss</span></span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">That thing they show in movies, the hero is fastly changing the gears and you're like WHOA! Me too! This is your moment. /wahaha</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h4 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">- When Taking Turns (Left/ Right Turns or U-Turns)</span></span></h4><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">If your car is in Gear 2, Give your Signal (Right hand side of steering wheel) to which direction you're going in, well before the actual turn and slowly take your car in that direction.</span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFWB4y8oglA/UBAxKDbsehI/AAAAAAAAAr4/oyhZU09WfeE/s1600/sgnl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFWB4y8oglA/UBAxKDbsehI/AAAAAAAAAr4/oyhZU09WfeE/s320/sgnl.jpg" width="260" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>The moment your car is straight, </i></span></span><br /><br /><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Change to Gear 1, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Press clutch fully, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Keep your feet lightly over the brake,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Fully turn your steering wheel,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Release Clutch S..L..O..W..L..Y</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now that your car is in the lane, steer your wheel in the opposite direction to make your car straight again.</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Go to speed 20, if no or less traffic, Change to Gear 2</span></li></ol><br /><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Great! :D</b></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Same goes for left right turns, instead of taking a U, you just go left or right. Make sure your car is on either sides and NOT In the middle. You don't want to angry the people who're behind you</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br /><h4 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">- Tackling Crossroads</span></span></h4><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3107440994_a8350417ca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3107440994_a8350417ca.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Crossroads freak me out, especially the ones that have speedbreakers right before the crossroad but you can always tame them!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>When you see approaching crossroad and you want to go STRAIGHT, </i></span><br /><br /><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Change to Gear 1, </span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Press clutch fully</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Keep the clutch under control and feet lightly on the brake,</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Make sure your car is not in the extreme corners but somewhere in the middle (so that cars coming from other directions wont crash into you)</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When you've managed to leave the road you were on and you're in the crossroad, you've passed, release the clutch slowly and accelerate to 20</span></li><li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Change to Gear 2</span></li></ol><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>REJOICE!</b></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><h3 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">#5: Markets and Careless Humans</span></h3><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Humans are careless. As soon as I get into my car, I become a machine and pedestrians become humans and humans are careless. </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">One time I almost knocked off a small family of 3 on a bike. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">/no </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thankfully, I had pressed the brake on time but the father had kept his feet on the bonnet, so he became the hero. I didn't mind it, the kid said, "Daddy saved us!"</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Practice driving at speed 10 km/hr and press your brake from time to time, making sure your car doesn't stop. Take rounds of empty roads in that slow speed, again making sure your car doesn't stop. When you've are 15 km atleast like this, you're ready to take on the market streets. Till then, DONT. Humans are careless.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So that's all of driving I've learnt so far :)</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I hope this post has helped/ will help you in your driving.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Until I learn more,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">/bye</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Currie</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaynZuGzgUs/TyDahYots8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q4l1PtMeX-s/s1600/wink.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="100" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaynZuGzgUs/TyDahYots8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q4l1PtMeX-s/s200/wink.gif" width="200" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaynZuGzgUs/TyDahYots8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q4l1PtMeX-s/s1600/wink.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaynZuGzgUs/TyDahYots8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q4l1PtMeX-s/s1600/wink.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaynZuGzgUs/TyDahYots8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q4l1PtMeX-s/s1600/wink.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-90537948953950953922012-04-23T17:12:00.002+05:302012-04-23T17:35:42.696+05:30Exams Finished!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">On April 21, 2012 - I bade goodbye to the last exam of my Bachelor's life! (Insha-Allah)<br /><br />Having slept only 18 hours in the whole week, I'm glad I can finally sleep now! (Not much because relatives are home, but oh well :))<br /><br />My papers were bad but I'm hoping I all clear. Marks don't really matter, trust me.<br /><br />No more writing exams, that thought is really elusive, you guys!<br /><br />Let my feelings be described:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>When I thought, "Only one more exam to go" I was like:</b></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2tanahTgh1qhwcny.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2tanahTgh1qhwcny.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>When I submitted my paper to the supervisor, I was like </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0mrhahrEU1r55vwh.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0mrhahrEU1r55vwh.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>When Faraz and I met outside the gate after the papers, we were like</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2uo08Gzkr1r4qo34.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="144" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2uo08Gzkr1r4qo34.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>When the Homosexuality Movement in my center was outside the center, he was like</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldv0n9lSkp1qb6tjw.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldv0n9lSkp1qb6tjw.gif" /></a><a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2qdxotuhC1rsj31zo1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="173" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2qdxotuhC1rsj31zo1_400.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i>(I'm not even kidding)</i></b></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Faraz and Fahad stared at him like</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1635haxyA1r52yzg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1635haxyA1r52yzg.gif" /></a><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lybqwdf8311qiklw8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lybqwdf8311qiklw8.gif" /></a></div><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrlreKoCr1qjzzyw.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrlreKoCr1qjzzyw.gif" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Friends at College were like</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsks64sJMk1qia93w.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsks64sJMk1qia93w.gif" width="190" /></a><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2c2buw0nR1r49gnm.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2c2buw0nR1r49gnm.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><b>One of the girls among them was like</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m17dqxyLtq1r84baco1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m17dqxyLtq1r84baco1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Seeing that Me, Azra and Sarah were like</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lroy8r2Tn61qddspv.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lroy8r2Tn61qddspv.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsrke5BVXb1r3v6f2o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsrke5BVXb1r3v6f2o1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><b><br /></b></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>but still Azra and Sarah were like</b></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2uo21yV491r4qo34.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2uo21yV491r4qo34.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>and I was like</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyniy1cQLu1qzu2ja.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyniy1cQLu1qzu2ja.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Still I am bounded by the question, "What Next?" but then I am going to put it off for a while. In this moment, I'm happy (slightly nervous) but then still happy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You stay fabulous.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Curry /bye</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1gyk9g4Oj1r59ujr.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1gyk9g4Oj1r59ujr.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-16261336418991024522012-04-11T17:00:00.002+05:302012-04-11T17:00:51.719+05:30It takes Courage<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Living is a very tough job to do. Especially if you want to live at the top. First there is climbing it up from the bottom and then there's balancing at that tip. There are others in this world who are climbing and they seem better too.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's bothersome, I actually just had a crying session on this. There's so much pressure, mostly that I put on myself and it's easier to convince a friend than it is to trust yourself. I don't know how people even do it?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My mom says I'm worried because I'm a scorpion.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><i><br /></i></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">'<i style="line-height: 17px;">The scorpion symbolizes the personality-centered SCORPIO. She engages in a dance of death for total ego supremacy over everyone'</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><i style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">Won't deny it. This is partly correct. It's tough for me to think of someone who can be better at something I am best at. So many people have tried to change my mind but it's just bothersome. It's easier said than done. Is there anyone out there who actually understands what I'm going through? The invisible pressure I'm feeling?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">I want to let go. To breathe and be like my 'lol i don't care' self. I want to just be happy, you know?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">You don't know. And this post has no purpose.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">Go study bros. We should study. Not studying is what has got me here.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">Love,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">Curry.</span></span></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-74348552620980366922012-02-24T13:49:00.001+05:302012-02-24T13:49:35.224+05:30More Than What Meets The Eye<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ever wondered that there should be someone who sees more than what you show? Someone who will get to know you, who you really are and then like you for it?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Did you know?<i><span style="color: #a64d79;"> Everyone feels that</span><span style="color: #f6b26b;">.</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They don't just say, 'Each one is special'. They say it because it's true. Every person is different and unique. You should get to know them and their circumstances. There is no other way that you will learn Compassion.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you wonder why I am writing this, because I'm tired. Tired of people judging others by appearances.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is what the woman I'm inspired by has to say:</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9GeShyxR0/T0dCohN-rhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/HyZCNCH7K8c/s1600/tumblr_ltv023MKCa1qky19bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><img border="0" height="586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9GeShyxR0/T0dCohN-rhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/HyZCNCH7K8c/s640/tumblr_ltv023MKCa1qky19bo1_500.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Isn't it true? The first thing we say to someone is how they look. Something of the sort happened to me too.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Me to a friend who met Raveena Tandon:<i> "Hey, how is she?!"</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">What I expected:<i> She's cute and very friendly!</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">What he replied: <i>She's very well maintained.</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was taken aback. So the little time you spent with her, you spent it checking her out? Whatever happened to what you are inside? In your heart?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If everyone does judge people by how they look, why work so hard on things like personality and character? Then who's fault is it that there are hoes in the 'hood? Because all that you, shallow person, care about is looks.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I go through the daily torture of, </span><br /><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"you've become fat" </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"you've become thin!" </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"you </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">had </i><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">lost weight last time I saw you</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">" </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"try this new diet!" </span></li></ul><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've become so used to this, if no one says this- I start judging myself.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Within this time frame, </span><br /><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I completed 2 internships</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Topped my college, </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Wrote articles for various websites, </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Had blogposts that had over 300 views </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(big deal for me)</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">, </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Won a scooty and also </span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Made a </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdrpF_15OP8" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;" target="_blank">Kick-Ass Voters' Awareness Video</a><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> (with few friends from class!)</span></li></ul><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">HERE'S FOOD FOR THOUGHT: </span>If you yourself judge people for how they appear to you, don't you think you are being judged for how you look too?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All I want to say is like there is more to you than you show, there is more to someone else too. A bad accident, a disease from the past, overdose, death, you don't know. Be the bigger person and look past what you see. Look through the obvious and see what beats in that little heart. Getting to know a person only will make you a better person.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Don't be an asshole. Beauty fades, brains remain.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Until you realize your shallowness & change,</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Karima /bye</span></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-55409402387493389402012-01-26T10:10:00.003+05:302012-01-26T10:33:09.738+05:30MLIF: Where the F stand for Filmy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>We say, "It happens only in movies" but what we forget is movies are inspired from real life </i>- Myself ;)</span></blockquote><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;"><u>Pre-Script:</u></span> Excuse my shift in language from British to American to Nigger to Hindi to Drool. My heart is typing through my fingers!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This happened with me. Ok, please don't put this anywhere on my facebook because if he finds out- I am screwed :P But then, my heart says I should put it out because that's what we bloggers do, we share our feelings and especially now because my heart is feeling all warm :P</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Yesterday: Epic Day. Just assume that I'm doing a very important work right now and where I am doing my "important work" He goes there. Climbing them stairs with my friend, I glanced back and there was He. I smiled, my heart skipped a beat (so obvious), I went up for a split second, did what I had to do and when I got back down (hardly 10 seconds) he was gone. Then when we reached the end of the stairs, I sneakily looked at him & boy was busy chatting with friends, I smiled and went ahead.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Then fate happened, I had to go where he was and I greeted him with my heart in my mouth (now you can imagine what kind of voice came out) and then I did my another split-second work and before going, looked at him and my boy winked like:</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lye0guA5ah1qg3tl8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lye0guA5ah1qg3tl8.gif" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was /shock so I went like:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrpwh00fC1qi3z16.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="178" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrpwh00fC1qi3z16.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I'm pretty sure I smiled like:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TszLpiV-TSY/TyDatPDOXaI/AAAAAAAAAjg/D01pXqAc-sU/s1600/mysmile.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TszLpiV-TSY/TyDatPDOXaI/AAAAAAAAAjg/D01pXqAc-sU/s1600/mysmile.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But my heart went like:</span></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lye0hwWnZr1qg3tl8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="232" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lye0hwWnZr1qg3tl8.gif" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Later when I went to doing my work, I was all:</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9xq6PQ6u8FA/TyDUPYeWTPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/4_-bfnk4REE/s1600/tumblr_lxrpwtFXbk1qi3z16.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrpwtFXbk1qi3z16.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrpwtFXbk1qi3z16.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">LITERALLY.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This is so not helpful, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLKvl6DzDCI">Tera Honey Laga Hoon from Ajab Prem</a>.. is playing right now.</span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Back to the story,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You know how they show in movies that everything goes into slow motion and then there's a lot of hair flying and people looking at you but you only see the one person, you love?</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">BREAKING NEWS: </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqtLIO1BbmA/TyDW2XsrzQI/AAAAAAAAAh4/eGUMZOEQm_g/s1600/shit+just+got+real.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqtLIO1BbmA/TyDW2XsrzQI/AAAAAAAAAh4/eGUMZOEQm_g/s1600/shit+just+got+real.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Einstein was right about Time Dilation. How time does in fact become slow and fast sometimes.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The time between me going where he was standing, saying barely audible 'hi', doing my business, looking back at him and then giving my grin, it was as if we were running 1 second = 5 seconds slowly. The Crush's female colleagues saw the 100 Watt light on my face and I'm concerned if they'll tell him. You know us girls are breaking bubbles all the time, "ayyy... she likes you!!!!"</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I've been thinking about his so humble incident and I can't tell you how happy I feel. He mustn't even know but it's okay, blog :) One Day.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Anyway, while I blush to death, you guys have a beautiful Republic Day and start asking people out for Valentines.. :)</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Love you,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Curry /bye</span></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-65824148875642281502012-01-18T12:06:00.001+05:302012-03-22T23:21:33.147+05:30Women<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">One moment ago, I changed the title of this post from "What A Woman Does For A Man" to just "Women" because doing things for men is just our second nature.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We all know women were suppressed in the past, if you've watched/ read The DaVinci Code, Robert Langdon gives you the pre-1800s version of it too. How women are treated in various corners of India and the world, let's just not talk about it right now.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you must wonder, what led me to writing a post about '<i>my kind</i>', the answer would be one trip to the Beauty Parlor. Unisex or Ladies, Beauty Parlors 90% of the strength is ladies. I had gone there a few days ago, you know, business purposes :P I had to wait for about an hour before it was my turn and I did what a blogger does- observe.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxysvdS9fF1r066hlo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxysvdS9fF1r066hlo1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Every woman there was animated talking about one thing in different forms - MEN. Their sentences started from, "My husband is coming home...", "My boyfriend said that...", "I have a date with this boy..." They were getting waxed, doing their eyebrows, becoming hairless, getting <i>'whitening' </i>treatment and a billion other things. Why? They wanted to look beautiful.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am all for looking gorgeous, what I found hurtful was they were doing it to be appealing to someone else. Especially a MAN.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Women do so friggin much for a guy. Turn on your TV and look at ads! Mostly ads are about a girl who wants a guy then she uses Fair & Lovely and the boy goes, /shocked. Oh, the anti-ageing ads. The girls picture doesn't make the front cover because she looks old. Then she uses the anti-ageing cream and voila! Cover Page AND over that 30-something boys' magazine! Another one is where one woman is getting 'radiance' for her husband.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Why is there so much pressure on a woman to look good is beyond me. Boys don't make abs for girls, they make it to show their 6-packs to other boys :P No, for reals :P</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now that I'm planning on entering the Ad World, I promise I'll try to break this vicious mindset that everyone has about 'Women looking pretty & young all the time'</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To all girls, all I'm trying to put across is, not always but sometimes- do things for yourself too :) as obnoxious as this sounds, "coz you're amaziiinggg JUUSSTT TTHHEEE WAAAY YOOUU AAREEE!!!!"</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxop2hIzR21qhypijo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxop2hIzR21qhypijo1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Confession: I'm just staring at Bruno's lips in this.. I mean..)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Until I write more,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Curry /bye</div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-19521816758970242192012-01-11T18:34:00.000+05:302012-01-11T18:45:59.804+05:30Turn Your House Into a Club in 10 Minutes! 100% Guarantee!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Do YOU want to be a Dude?!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Do YOU have what it takes to be Cool?!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Do YOU Want to be the King/ Queen of Clubs?!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Are YOU ready to make your house into a DanceFloor?!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You Will Need: </span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Music Player</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Speakers, Space.</span></li></ul><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Story First: </b>The Best Friend, her good friends and I had gone to one of those places where they have a restaurant and a dance floor together (Lounge, do they call it?) and mainly we'd gone there just to dance. To be honest, the DJ was very mediocre. He played Sheila, Munni, Chikni Chameli and Jalebi Bai so many times I thought I probably was in one of the places that were banned by the Government in early 2000. A few days ago the Best Friend had said, "You know Kari, we should be DJs" and I said to myself, "Why Not?" She's right. We have more fun dancing at our humble Sleepovers.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Presenting, our favorite club hits that will turn your bedroom, living room, kitchen, terrace, rooftop, tabletop (wherever you can manage to turn the music up and dance) into a superb club! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Leave the mouth of your friends' hanging and be the DUDE of the party! Learn the lyrics and they shall worship you ;)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><u>KARIMA's 2011 CLUB HITS</u> (In No Particular Order)</span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Rain Over Me - Pitbull ft. Marc Anthony</span></li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/SmM0653YvXU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmM0653YvXU&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmM0653YvXU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tonight (Give Me Everything) - Pitbull ft. Na-Yo, Neyo</span></li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/EPo5wWmKEaI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EPo5wWmKEaI&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EPo5wWmKEaI&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tu Mera Hero (Subah Honey Na De) - Desi Boyz</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/u_PghtpDF7A/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_PghtpDF7A&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_PghtpDF7A&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5</span></li><ul><ul><ul><ul><ul><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Currently my Ringtone</i> ;)</span></li></ul></ul></ul></ul></ul></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/iEPTlhBmwRg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEPTlhBmwRg&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEPTlhBmwRg&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Rabiosa - Shakira</span></li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/a5irTX82olg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5irTX82olg&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5irTX82olg&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Chammak Challo - Ra.One (AKON)</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/LXPP7iPfvxw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXPP7iPfvxw&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXPP7iPfvxw&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Alexandra Stan - Mr. Saxobeat</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/jKsUMQF6tMg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKsUMQF6tMg&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKsUMQF6tMg&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Alexandra Stan - Crazy</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/QHz5DGfIgIE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHz5DGfIgIE&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHz5DGfIgIE&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Criminal - Ra.One (AKON)</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/GJ-6QjEPhg8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJ-6QjEPhg8&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJ-6QjEPhg8&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lady Gaga - Judas</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/qrO4YZeyl0I/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ishq Risk (Remix)- Meri Brother Ki Dulhan</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/550NB6NuQ5U/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/550NB6NuQ5U&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/550NB6NuQ5U&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lady Gaga - Telephone</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/o0D0eJo_Dsc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0D0eJo_Dsc&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0D0eJo_Dsc&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><ul><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Rupee - Tempted to Touch</span></li></ul><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/ziaQwqm7VkQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ziaQwqm7VkQ&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ziaQwqm7VkQ&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><ul><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Jennifer Lopez - On The Floor</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/t4H_Zoh7G5A/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4H_Zoh7G5A&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4H_Zoh7G5A&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/LuhCzx7ohyM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuhCzx7ohyM&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuhCzx7ohyM&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><ul><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Shakira - Loca (English)</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/KewfYKJy8YU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KewfYKJy8YU&fs=1&source=uds" /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KewfYKJy8YU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Other Hindi ones you guys must already know, I hope. These are my favs, as I've said!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now go, download these and DO tell me if you use this list and if it pays off! If you get the 'DUUUUDEEE!!!!!' respect, there is no person happier than me. Now go and SHAKE-THAT-ASS.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Till I remember more songs,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Curry! /bye</span></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div></div><br /></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-78073381608046204052012-01-09T18:45:00.001+05:302012-01-09T18:45:19.198+05:30I love it, I hate it.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is about my relationship with a vehicle. One that I lovingly call my own but does not belong to me. It's tracks are as dense as the diverse population in Mumbai and birds-eye view of it makes resembles out body's Nervous System.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Between 8:00 to 9:30 am as I stand on a platform, waiting for a Churchgate fast, I pray to God. I know how it feels for athletes who participate in various competition when the gun fires and they have to start their sport. Infact ever regular Mumbaikar knows that feeling. We go through that twice a day when we board a train. So many things in one short minute:</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Impatience when the announcer says, "The train arriving on platform no. 2 is a fast local to Churchgate..."</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hope when your probably standing in the second line and you have chances of getting a place to stand</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Persistence when the train stops and you struggle to hold the rod and climb</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Victory when you finally find place to plant your two feet</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Patience when you couldn't get in and you wait for the next train to come</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Focus when you miss 3 trains in a row and you don't give up. You wait for the next one and give this one your best ability to climb</span></li></ul><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2f0LTpEWdcw/TwrncqkiD3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/ue725DgOl74/s1600/2012-01-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2f0LTpEWdcw/TwrncqkiD3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/ue725DgOl74/s320/2012-01-09.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When 26/7 floods and 26/11 attacks happened, everyone asked<i> "How are you Mumbaikars so composed about it? How do you return to your lives so fast"</i> I've been thinking about this and I've come to the conclusion that we are born strong and travelling in Locals condition us. You must think I'm a lunatic but think about the feelings I mentioned just above: <b>Hope, Persistence, Patience, Victory, Focus </b>isn't that what you need to move on in life? </span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Travelling everyday since the past 3 years and spending 2 hours in the train, I've learnt so much. Mumbai </span><br /><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Locals teach us to </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">'hang on' </i><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">incase you were the last one to get in and you're standing on the edge,</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That it's okay to lean on people and ask for help when you feel like you're falling</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you miss a train, it's okay. There is one more behind this one and will take you where you want to go. You only have to wait a few minutes.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sometimes people will push you and call you names but you have to only increase the volume in your headphones and wait till your stop comes. Probably they will get down at Andheri or will leave you alone when they see you're not interested.</span></li></ul><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When there was this show, 'Ladies Special' on Sony. I was excited to watch it but it was such a downer, I stopped watching it after the 3rd episode.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As for me, Western Railway and I share a love-hate relationship. When I'm late to college, there's always a Andheri Slow (My college is at Bandra, that's 3 stations away), trains are immensely crowded or the trains run at Snail's Pace. I love it when the trains are empty, it's going really fast and I'm hanging near the door as the cool breeze is brushing my hair. I feel like in a Music Video and oh, I love the people. They think I'm a crazy chick and leave me alone.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Mumbai Locals are what make Mumbai what it is. If your ready to listen, it has lessons and stories to tell too. Will you give it a chance?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Till I see you next time,</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Karima /bye</span></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-79038521824818885482012-01-01T15:49:00.001+05:302012-01-01T16:04:16.098+05:30Resolution 2012!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgjnKoEdqE/TwAsLe-8jtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/953DGGqXhMU/s1600/nyr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgjnKoEdqE/TwAsLe-8jtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/953DGGqXhMU/s320/nyr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is pretty much how I am right now :P I read my Jan 1, 2011 blogpost and the last words read "I am confused" which was the exact thing I felt today, confused.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">/blur</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What do I make of it? It's been a year and I've learnt so much and I've changed, blah blah blah. Conclusion? I am still confused. This is where I am supposed to say "What the hell!' and I'm supposed to be mad at myself but I'm not mad. Only disappointed that emotionally I'm where I was last year. Confusion is hardly a feeling but then it's still something I need to wipe off my path to Actualization.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyway, I've never made my resolutions public. One reason I never got them crossed off my list? Perhaps. So here they are!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">KARIMA'S TO DO LIST FOR 2012:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">1) Finish all my stories but mainly focus on 2: Project 2010 and Project 2011</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2) Rock Climb</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">3) Offer all 5 prayers everyday</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">4) Read Qur'an at least 3 times a week.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">5) Learn a new song every month</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">6) Finish reading all Novels I started reading in 2011</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">7) Go for a run or some kind of workout everyday /sweat be like this :D</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">9) Blog more. This is a very sexy way of practicing the art of writing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">10) Maintain a diary:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In case I die in the 2012 Apocalypse , I'd like people to know all that I kept in my heart. The only good thing from this will be the love of my life will finally know! /blush and then even if he says no, /wahaha I'm already dead </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">11) Have a BMI of 20.2 and body fat percentage of 18%</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">12) Cook all that I want to eat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Seriously. Google is a friggin' Cookbook!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">13) Don't care much. /dignose</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I will make a new post and cross out the list as I go on. I'd love to cross of number 11 and there will be a big celebratory rant about it! Diet Cokes to everyone who reads those :P</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Till I cross out,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Karima /bye</div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-46230923559597383952011-12-31T20:30:00.000+05:302011-12-31T20:30:00.668+05:30Bye, Bitch.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I made a post on Jan 1, 2011. So I will make one today, Dec 31, 2011 and I will make one tomorrow, also (no prizes for guessing :P)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Nothing has significantly changed in this past year. I learned a lot of lessons and the best one I learnt was <b>filtering. </b>The good from the bad, the keeper from the garbage and the musk from the fake. The process was hurtful but I've gained a lot from it and I am sure, so have you.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2011 was also full of experiences :P Some make you sick, some get you sick :P Ha, I'm going to forget this probably, but I am chuckling as I write this now (Dates to be Noted: Gandhi Jayanti & December 28 lol! )</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If anything, I don't feel grown up. I don't feel like I am 20. I feel like I've missed being 15, 16, 17, 18 and 19 and in last quarter of the year, I've tried to catch up with the 5 years I missed trying to be mature and 'grown up', 'do the right things', 'take the decided step' and other blahs that keep you jailed. I shouldn't have, really. Like my good friend once yelled in my ears, "KARIIMMAAAA!!! Your young only once!!" I throw this in everyone's face who try to make me act like a woman. Coloring my hair red, going on roller coasters, getting over my fears and the 'It won't kill me' attitude has paid. I am free person and I feel 'freedom' in my heart. It's the best I've felt to date.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When you let go of yourself, you will grow. You just simply have to trust me when I say this. What you think you are right now is going to change. You won't even remember what kind of a person you are now same time next year. Rather, if you let yourself loose, unleash your inner self and speak your mind - you will be a threat to the people who judged you & tried to overshadow you. Be true to you. That's the first step to being fabulous.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now why I am ranting this poop? Because this is how I will summarize 2011, finding myself. Knowing who is me and I am sure of one thing, I am a lot less clueless I am now than I was last year. #WIN!</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All I truly hope for 2012 is that I find courage. Courage to confess hate, friendship, confessions, crush, likeness, <b>love</b>. Courage to not care, hold myself together and still have a high head. Figuring out a way right now, maybe I will stumble across one? Who knows?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And my wish for you, reader? May you happy a superb year and may you survive 2012 :)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">HAPPY 2012! See you tomorrow with more hidden rantings from my walnut-like salty brain.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I Love You, ............... (ugh, why is it so hard?)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ciao, /bye</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Karima</span></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-49159822970432747232011-11-28T20:18:00.000+05:302011-11-28T00:25:50.697+05:30Poem: If You Could See Me Now<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I intended this poem to be a song, originally but while I tried playing it and added music to it- I broke down always. Then it was Eid some days ago. As a kid, I always opened the door when my father came in from Namaz and then followed our tradition of oil & rice. I still open the door but then it's never for my father. It's been so long since I saw my mom take a plate of rice and place a bowl of oil right in the center.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">People feel empty about friends and boyfriends leaving them. That stupid song Emptiness has no sense to it even. Anyway, so I made the song into a poem because no way I can sing it!</span><br /><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I see in the mirror,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A striking image of your face</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">How my eyes,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Resemble your strength.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">They look at me and say how much I remind them of you,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And they praise me when they see how much I’ve grown without you.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I laugh with them & with them I cry,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But I don’t let them see the part that I hide,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The part that longs for you,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The one that wishes- whatever’s happened is just not true.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">** Oh Daddy, I wish you could see me now,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Into the person that I’ve become</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Into the child that you’ve left behind</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Oh daddy, if you could be with me now,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We would tour the world & I’d show you what I’ve done</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You’d be proud of me & then we’d have partied.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For all the times I fought with you,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For all the times I didn’t listen,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To all the times I missed to say I love you,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To all the times I didn’t care.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I just want to say- Daddy, I’m sorry.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">**Oh daddy, I wish you could see me now,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">How I’m broken, how I’m crushed;</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But still together</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Oh daddy, if you could be with me now,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I’d feel more like myself</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To say to the least</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I’d feel like somebody’s baby girl again.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I see in the mirror,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A striking image of your face,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And then I say,</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It’s all of you that I have left.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Until Next time,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">curry /bye</span></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-74233174652662730342011-11-20T22:13:00.005+05:302011-11-21T00:12:35.685+05:30How I Won My Scooty<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lots of people asking me if I won my scooty in a lucky draw or if I am bluntly lying about winning it at all. First thing that you should really understand that not everyone is born with a silver spoon and the sometimes you need to work hard to get what you want. Many times you are given rare opportunities, you need to spot them and grab them- that's the catch.</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Second thing is that the things you WANT to get, you will get them only when you will truly need it. Life just doesn't "happen". 90% is what you make it and rest 10% is already written. Material things (in Marketing terms Tangible goods) are the part of 10%. You will get them when time comes.</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So here's my story:</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>June 20:</b> Contest on Scootygals Began</span></li></ul><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wkk3g5jzmW4/TsFmrz-BdtI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HQ6-2_0xiH4/s1600/Scootygals2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wkk3g5jzmW4/TsFmrz-BdtI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HQ6-2_0xiH4/s1600/Scootygals2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">June 26:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> What post I </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">actually</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> saw and knew about the contest</span></li></ul><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t0lxLt3kTnM/TsFnTJiQBPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ovERbIUR_lw/s1600/Scootygals3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t0lxLt3kTnM/TsFnTJiQBPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ovERbIUR_lw/s1600/Scootygals3.jpg" /></a></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This was posted at 2:17, I saw it at 3:15ish. I am sure because my mom was dancing on my head to pray and I was like 1 minute.. 1 minute..</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>June 26:</b> 6:05 pm (5 minutes late) I posted my video</span></li></ul><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/zvk9EQtp8CA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvk9EQtp8CA?version=3&f=user_uploads&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvk9EQtp8CA?version=3&f=user_uploads&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This video, infact, was posted at 6:30pm because my original video (which was already 5minutes too late) crashed.</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>June 26 to June 28:</b> My elder sister loved my video so she asked everyone she knew to like my video. Even though the basis was Creativity, she wanted to make sure that we win by likes and comments also.</span></li></ul><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">June 29:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> This made my heart skip 100 beats. I remember Labi and me jumping like frogs in the entire house</span></li></ul><br /><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2rPFWOSH2U/TsFqU17sWlI/AAAAAAAAAcE/SnQwoPFXX-M/s1600/Scootygals4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2rPFWOSH2U/TsFqU17sWlI/AAAAAAAAAcE/SnQwoPFXX-M/s1600/Scootygals4.jpg" /></a></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Then there were people who just couldn't deal with losing. So they picked on my 'lateness' and started a comment rebellion. Also claiming me to be a part of the Scootygals team itself :P That was the funniest (in the picture after this)</span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7tlFrKlf5o/TsFrG2SOtrI/AAAAAAAAAcM/A7KQtae6uK4/s1600/Scootygals5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7tlFrKlf5o/TsFrG2SOtrI/AAAAAAAAAcM/A7KQtae6uK4/s1600/Scootygals5.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Then Scootygals defended me... that was the best! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>Haters gon' Hate</i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8O5Uve_RmXc/TsFruA8QekI/AAAAAAAAAcU/p22CSstGQok/s1600/Scootygals6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8O5Uve_RmXc/TsFruA8QekI/AAAAAAAAAcU/p22CSstGQok/s1600/Scootygals6.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">June 29 to October 30:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> The time of patience. They didn't reply to my emails despite having all my details. All the said was, 'we are going through some internal changes'</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Unnerving questions from everyone everyday <i>'Has your scooty come?' </i>made me lose faith more and then I completely gave up on getting it.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">October 31:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> But then God has his ways of convincing you. Someone physically called me and gave me details and asked me to get a Learners' License</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>November 01:</b> License submitted to be made</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">November 03:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> I got the rough idea of the x amount of Taxes I had to pay (So yes, my scooty is not completely free)</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">November 04:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Went with Mom to the nearest TVS Showroom, paid the taxes and picked out the color for my Scooty.</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>November 06:</b> Went to pick it up, didn't take it because of paper issues</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">November 07:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Happy Birthday call from Scootygals Contest Head :)</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">November 08:</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> THE PURPLE CYGNET comes home for the first time</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>November 20: </b>I get a helmet (I love you, Roger) and my license plate number!</span></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So ladies and gentlemen, this is the detailed timeline of how I won my scooty. I hope the picture is finally clear in your head.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If not... Simply give me a call and I shall give you a ride at a fast speed- so much that the cold air will remove the doubt from your head :)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316047514592653482.post-19239154393846748082011-10-05T17:49:00.003+05:302012-09-05T13:47:49.084+05:30Steps To Kill A Bastard<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">While I write this, I am at peace. They say imagination is stronger than reality, well I'm not complaining. At this moment if you're angry and the picture of the person you're angry at is clear in your head - you are going to enjoy this.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDySpbBYeHc/UEcKn80vT4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/sj95oCg3UC8/s1600/564505_346488085439113_202545458_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDySpbBYeHc/UEcKn80vT4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/sj95oCg3UC8/s320/564505_346488085439113_202545458_n.jpg" width="313" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Everyone has a bastard in their life. I have a few in mine too. However a new bastard has been discovered and if given the chance, I will do everything to get revenge. In my defense, I'm a Scorpion. We strike to kill :)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Notes: </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1) If Bastard is too strong for your jargon, you may replace it with Son-of-a-Bitch.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2) I am sorry, this does not apply for bitches. However, if a bitch surfaces in my life - there shall be another post!</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>STEPS TO KILL A BASTARD:</u></b></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1)<b> Hairography</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Go for the hair. </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Grab a handful and shake that head with all your anger.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2 (a) : Shake till they get dizzy and throw them down, begin kicking. You may require a couple more people to achieve success at this</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2 (b): Shake till they get dizzy and start fist punching in the face. If you are a girl, you may slap and add kicks in the stomach</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2)<b> S-I-N-G</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Human Anatomy lesson :P</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">How about we let Sandra Bullock explain this one? :) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97JIFQzw8NM&feature=related">(click here) S-I-N-G</a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3) <b>The Neck Wringing</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'd like to try this. Looks cool in the movies!</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Cup your hands around the neck and apply pressure on the thumb (If the guy has a prominent Adam's apple, you may press that).</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2: Bring in the strength on your pinkie fingers and dig the other fingers in slightly</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 3: Snap the neck, like you're opening a tough jar.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">4) <b>The Collar</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If the bastard is not wearing a shirt, try other options</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Grab the collar and shake them till dizzy</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2: Give a punch in the face till Nosebleed and throw on the ground</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 3: Call for reinforcements. You may require 3-4 angry people for this</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">5) <b>The TearGas</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Requirements: A deo or any other pressured can</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Spray the entire can in the eye of the said bastard</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2: When the can has emptied hit with it till Nosebleed</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 3: Round up with kicking in the stomach with your knee</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 4: Leave them to die</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">6)<b> The Back&Forth</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Requirement: A bat</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Reinforcement: May require one more person</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Hug the bastard from one side and scream in their ears</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2(a): Grab a bat and hit on butt on 10 times. Repeat set if the bastard doesn't cry</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2(b): With the reinforcement, hit on the back and the front till the bastard cries. If the crying starts in 5 or 6 blows, don't stop - finish what was started</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">7) <b>The Calf kick</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Requirement: Practice Step 1</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Kick the bastard in the calf with your heel</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2: When they've lost balance, trip them and let them fall on the ground</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 3: Hurl down with the pointed elbow and push it in the stomach</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 4: Start kicking till the bastard cries</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">8) <b>The Runway</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Requirement: A jeep or any monster 4 wheeler</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Watch This for Reference: </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hxT2UGCbj8">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hxT2UGCbj8</a> | 7:40 |<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 1: Run them over</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step 2: Multiple times</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That's it for now :) I hope you enjoyed this post and you killed your bastard 8 times. And don't worry about them coming back, there are only 7 rebirths, you have the upper hand ;) </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Let me know if you have your ways to kill a bastard. This post does not mind growing.</i></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Till I think of another cool post to write,</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">currie /bye</span><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div></div>Karima Khanhttps://plus.google.com/117951129332136514831noreply@blogger.com0