A Small Tribute !!!

Once upon a time there was a little girl….a girl like so many other girls in her school with no special talents. From pre-primary to primary and from primary to secondary she used to be a typical nerd …a girl who used to memorize notes and lectures in every theoretical subject, who had to learn by heart everything when it came to subjects like English, Urdu and Pakistan Studies …a girl who used to take help from essay guides and internet when it came to writing essays .But when she came in class 8th she met someone…someone who happened to know more about her then she herself did.
That person started to force the little girl to take part in writing competitions, dramas and speeches against her will.
She started forcing the little girl to write poem for the poem writing competition. The little girl didn’t like being forced. She hated to try doing what she thought she couldn’t. She searched everywhere for the topic which was given to her so that she could copy it and give it to the person who just didn’t not stop forcing her to write. But well she couldn’t do that but kept on whining and crying about it. She complained about that to everyone including her parents and friends but no one could help her out , otherwise that person would have come to know of it. Finally after much crying she gave up and wrote a poem for that person but that person just didn’t stop there. She kept forcing the little girl to write essays, to write explanations of the poems in the text book on her own and if she didn’t ,she used to make a big red circle on her notebooks and made her write again and again until she wrote something on her own . The shy little girl who first didn’t have the courage to face people was made to take part in speeches and dramas and she wasn’t the shy girl any more.
Miraculously, the things that person made the little girl do started giving results. The little girl got the human rights recognition certificate for the very first poem she wrote for which she was forced to death. The same shy little girl was now a part of every activity taking place in her school.
Time passed and the little girl wasn’t so little anymore. She started discovering new horizons and the person who happened to be her first guide to the face of life was left far behind.
Years passed by and that little girl never looked back All she learnt back in 1998 helped her all her life in future ,she never had to memorize anything in any subject and since then she became the part of every activity happening around her. She never became a big writer which that person dreamt about but she at least learned standing on her own .She helped her friends in their speeches, essay writings and presentations but she never had the time to look back
One day she got a call from her old school friend and she said “you know something, she is no more” and the girl knew nothing could bring her back now.
Well to unfurl the story the little girl I wrote about was myself and the person behind all this was my Urdu teacher Mrs. Mah-e-Talat.This story is a little piece of tribute for the person who not only helped me for what I am today but a lot of my university fellows who are from the same school as mine and are her students are a testimony to the fact that she helped us all for what we are today
I know you aren’t here to read these words but still I Thank You Maam for being there when I needed you the most :-)
May God rest her soul in peace!!!

Book Bank Bangg!!!

Though the pictures “say it all” but well for those of you who still didn’t understand I don’t blame” you”.
In my university there is supposed to be a “Book Bank Day” at the beginning of each session every year in which the Book Bank gives every student a chance to get 4 books for the whole year on the payment of a very small amount of money .The distribution criteria we follow in our class is “first come first serve”.
So what we do in our class since the past two years is whoever reaches the university first on that particular day and writes his/her name on the list of paper kept on the book bank counter is supposed to be the first one to get the books and the list goes on like this.
This year some girls reached the university around 6:45 am .I came around 7:15 and was still the number 16th in the list. Anyways the list kept growing from the 1st period when this “one person” came so late in class that it was already the 3rd period by then.
I was responsible for keeping the list and when he came I handed over the list to him so he can write his name. Since he being the most religious person of class from whom no one expects any thing that is wrong so no one even doubted for a second that he started making a fake list with the order of one guy name on the top of the list and then a name from girls and so on (keeping equal proportion from both the genders) and after he finished the class CR along with him submitted the list to the book bank authorities.
The real drama started when at 2 pm all the class reached book bank and the people responsible to distribute the books started calling the names from the list given by CR. There was a huge roar from the girls and they refused taking any books and thus a fight started. The Book Bank authorities came outside their offices and the guards from the nearby departments came running down to the place where both girls and guys were passing strong remarks on each other.
Finally the dispute settled upon the entry of one of our teacher who also happened to drop by to know what was going on. It was decided to call one name from each of the two lists one by one and thus since that’s what the teacher decided everyone followed what he said.
The interesting thing was that each and every student got all the books he/she wanted no mater even if he was the last person in the list and still there were books left to be distributed.
According to the Book Bank authorities it was the first time in the history of CIS Dept that students fought over books ,before this happened only once in the Civil Dept.
All I regret is that we being the students of Third year acted like little kids and brought ignominy not only to ourselves but to our university.All i can hope and pray is that we dont see an "action reply" of this drama ever again ..........

Yearly Bites 05

Class Group At Annual Dinner 05
The Qawali from the class guys at Annual Dinner 05 PDC 2005 (all the officials and volunteers )

The Cake after i "almost dropped " it down
The cake cutting ceremony at the farewell
Sir Saqib's Farewell 05
Cricket planning at the picnic
Picnic 2005 "the bus ride"
Class of S.E 2005
Combined effort for Electronics Assignment
(we bunked Sir Saqib's class )
A walk in the rain when we bunked all the classes(Jan 05 )

Birthday Blastt !!!!!

AanD it was my BirthDay today ....even though the Maths 3 exam tried to spoil it all.... Thx to Rejaa for waiting for hours outside my class so that i finish my pre viva chores and then she can drag me for a treat.My 20th Bday was the most exceptional birthday i ever celebrated as I didn’t actually feel like it was my bday before i went to university .Exams on birthdays spoil all the fun but well ...i had no other choice .....but this year it was all due to my friends that made me feel so special on my bday.
This post is DEDICATED to all my friends and fellows for making it so special for me….without all of you being there I would have surely celebrated my birthday sitting in a corner mourning abt my exams especially the last paper so here goes my “Thank You” list
Thx to Reja & Sidrah for being more enthusiastic about my bday then myself.
Thx to Amna for sending an sms every hour to help me remember its my big day.
Thx to Qurat,Samia,Rimsha,Anoosha who wished and sang me the bday song as soon as i entered my department.
Thx to Nida who came at 7:30 to my house to drop my bday present
Thx to my sister and cousins for their wishes.
Thx to Sarfaraz,Shoaib and Noman for all those wishes, sms and the courtesy of asking for a gift even after i ditched them of their treat.Neverthless thx to Sir Saqib for being one of the first to wish me as its always great to know that your teachers also have a concern for you .
Thx to my mom and dad who insisted that I should celebrate my bday by cutting a cake while I was considering it to be very childish .
Thx to all those who sent scraps and called me and everyone else out there ,this day I truly realized the importance of friends ,without them I would still have been suffering from the post exam trauma rather then celebrating my bday !!!

The Way Exams Have Made Me Look !!!

This picture is an exact depiction of the way most of us (read NEDIANS) look like when we have our final exams i.e ,(12 theory papers and 7 practicals)..........

Exam Time !!!

Phewww!! and all this has not yet ended.All those times when i did not update my blog have been real tough on me.
The top most reason being Exams!!!!This time its tough luck with my batch of 2003-04 as first paper was LDST and most of us were unable to complete it in the given time .Next Electronics hit us with all its force and left us all wondering abt what we did all this year to face such a horrible end in Electronics .
Finally maths 2 came as a cool breeze and then Sir Zafar Qasim gave us all an "EIDI" by making the easiest Data Structures paper i could have ever imagined!!.Thx to him he gave us something to cherish while we have a 12 day gap for eid.
So its all well before exams hit me again on 7th november with the most horrifying paper of Computer Architecture!!

ViVa BlUeS

As it was my last viva today...i am sure i wont be able to forget the last 2 weeks which have left each and every one in my class in a complete distress.Finally we are done with them and saturday would be the last working day before exams start on october 11th.


Never on any occasion you would see the whole class together studying like there is no end .This is one of the most common scene one could come across before the end of session in N.E.D in the corridors,labs and teacher's offices.