No such thing as “Randomness”

I was listening to this TED talk the other day, in which Amy Tan talks about creativity. Now to get the entire jist of the talk, you can all jus thead over here. What I really want to talk about is something that she hit upon in her talk – The subject of Randomness – How her mother believed in everything but Randomness!

Now I have never been very religious, but lately I have come to conclude that everything happens for a reason. I am not talking about karma here, I am talking about the overall scheme of things!

Take for example the KLF – a series of random happenings – Gulzar backs off, then the Indians back off – Random right! But then on the very first day of the event, it rains! No one would have guessed it can rain! And all the sessions that had to be cancelled cause of the rain fit right into – yup you guessed it – in the empty slots where the sessions of the various people from India were to take place.

A more personal and a closer example would be resume (which is something very important an aspect of my life nowadays as I am trying to switch jobs).

One glance at it and you would say, “This one has no idea about what she wants to do with her life”.

But believe it or not, every random act that I did has some how added to my previous job requirements. For example I did my first internship at the age of 14 at Dawn, I learnt to write a copy there, editing, filing, selecting articles by critically analyzing which one will be the best.

I worked as a trainee in a Summer Camp at the age of 16, it helped me to know more about kids and what they  like, how to handle them, what ticks them educational excercises wise (is that a word).

I worked for HUM TV as a Lineup Producer, and boy did that come handy when I worked as a Curator in OUP and was handling the Oral History Documentary lineup.

I studied Architecture and although I never completed it, I learnt the skills of research, writing, designing, etc there. And again that helped in a big way in my life and especially as a Museum Curator.

So therefore two days ago when this guy interviewing me for the job asked me, “I see so many different streams of interest in you resume. Which one would you like to focus on?”

I simply had only one reply, “They are not different streams. They all come together to help me and be good at my job.”

Music making my world go round!

Have you ever sat somewhere, office or a bus, listening to your music and feeling like any second the whole world would bust into a synchronized dance and start following the beat that is beating against your ear drum?

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I am sitting right now in the office quite sleepy and drowsy.. the worst thing about these jobs has always been the backache that I seem to get almost as soon as I start working and this time too, my back is on the verge of killing me. The pain can be quite terrible at times and therefore most of the day, you would find me constantly rearraging myself on the chair, shifting from one position to other!  Continue reading

New Blogging Ventures!

Have I shared with you my publication over at “The News Blog”? No? Well then let me take the chance today to do just that! I dont know what I have been doing lately and where is my head!

But I have had two publications that have appeared over there! And you can simply click here and read aall about The youth Parliament!

And here is the link to my second post! Its about a topic that is much close to my heart and is the book review of the Last Book that was ever written by “baba”, known to the rest of the world as Shaukat Siddiqui!  Continue reading

2012: Already filled with Promises!

Reflecting upon the year gone by is a tradition that people follow but regretfully I am a complete two weeks late for this. Nevertheless, I plan to write this post so here it goes! 

The Last few years have been composed of a lot of ups and downs, but 2011 and the climax of it for me was the absoloute shittest moment of my life. I have yet to get over it. But doesnt mean that I would let that one bad year or moment define who I am. I am above that and I have more potential in me despiete the doubtst that some people would have.

2012 so far has been great! Let me update you on a few things to prove my validation of 2012 as such!

30th December 2011: I got my First job, and that too a really good one! People, you are now looking at the new Oxford University Press’s Curator, Archivist and Conservator.  Continue reading

Things that help: Writing


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Continuing on the thread from tomorrow, let me share with you one of the things that truly help’s me in venting out and as a result calming myself down when I am in shit or when I am feeling shitty or when life all around is generally shitty.

And that magical thing people is writing! I love writing! Did you know that about me! I just love to write! (Note to self: Add this in my About page, which you need to visit ASAP, if you haven’t already)

It’s the sort of thing that helps me pour my heart out! I am good with words and expressing myself in words, and not the spoken kind, people! I mean the kind that comes out from my pen, and now my keyboard!

And I can honestly say nothing helps me more than writing!  Continue reading

Seeking Help.. there is nothing wrong in it!

People, lately I have been down in the drains.. the reasons have been many to put here! But the fact remains, I am down in the dumps! And So I am seeking help!

I am seeking help from a close circle of friends, from blogs, from music, from books, from work, from things around me! It’s not like I am distracting myself.. with the things that are going on nowadays, it is simply out of the question of not staring them right in the eye!

Life is about taking action!

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Five stages of Grief

” Lexie: Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.

Mark: It isn’t just death we have to grieve. It’s life. It’s loss. It’s change.
Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie: That’s how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can’t breathe, that’s how you survive.
Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won’t feel this way. It won’t hurt this much.
Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can’t control it.
Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie: And let it go when we can.
Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you’re past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex: Denial.
Derek: Anger.
Bailey: Bargaining.
Lexie: Depression.
Chief: Acceptance.

– Lines from Greys Anatomy


These for me are some of the most beautiful lines ever written! They are honest, relate-able, and is about something that we have all been through. Loss, Grief, Change are all emotions that we feel on a daily basis, and somehow we learn to accept it and move past it to a point where it doesn’t hurt that bad.

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Of my dad and me!

Since I was a kid, comparisons have been drawn between me and my mother, and how we look alike, how I have all of my features. But when it came to habits, i was usually related to my dad’s family! But listening to my dad yesterday, I realized I am more like him!

He was revisiting old memories of his days with his only boss that he had in his life Khan Sahab, a character in my imagination that is tall, white, bald wearing a sherwani! But I think its time to readdress that memory with some reality! We have some pictures of him! I need to go and check them!

So he was telling me this story, and the end of it was something like how his boss said that if Nisar (my dad) was wrong he would ask for his resignation, which he was sure enough that he would hand out in a moment to me without any hesitation! He didn’t need to ask my dad for such a thing! My father was right.. the other guy was fired right there and then! Continue reading

I confess it.. I am a party throwing-holic

This fact was brought to my attention by a friend, who knew me  when I was a kid, and with whom I again became acquainted a year ago… Hey Noman …that I have always been obsessed with throwing parties. Now, I don’t know if the word obsessed is particularly flattering for my condition or not, but I do know, that yes I like (meant in the most mildest sense ever) to throw parties. I just love the idea of having friends over and sitting and talking to them. And since I am the only one who likes to cook and try new recipes, I have never in my life have had any issue with being the host.

So last night while working I decided, that I need a final party and blow my steam night before I plunge myself into my thesis year, and since I wont be allowed to go out for a party, I might as well bring the party over to my place.

There is also one more reason for doing this! See my tradition of having lunch

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at my place every Eid has been shattered due to a friend getting married …Hello Sara! Obviously she can’t make it on that day since now she has other priorities.. so time to shift the tradition a bit! But well I came  up with that reason later on! Still, it’s a good one! So new tradition.. dinner/ lunch/whatever at my place every first Saturday of the new year! So this year it come down to the 1st of January 2011, which is a Saturday..Isn’t that great!

So now comes the recipe selection part. First comes the Appetizers:

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Been wanting to write for long….

..but some how I just could not make myself sit down and write it all down. It could be the keyboard’s fault ( I love this new one) or the fact that not indulging myself in music at full volumes every few weeks make me go weird, or it could simply be that I just didn’t know how to verbalize my thoughts about the topic which I have wanted to write for a while. But whatever the reason be, here I am! And I am typing away!

Karachi is becoming a very unpredictable city. it is losing all that I cherished about it slowly. before you could out till the early hours of the morning and not have a worry in your head. the city was so alive. I remember we never used to worry about going to the market, because we knew that it would be open till at least 1 or so. But now things are changing so drastically.

Karachi in flames.. again and again and again!

 

If it’s not the rains, then it would be some son of a bitch dying, some random shoot out which makes no sense to you, a prediction that something will happen, but something or the other is always there to terrorize the Karachities and make sure that they make their way home as soon as possible. this fear has simply taken away the spirit of the city.

A few days back for some research I was in Ranchore line, and talking to people and trying to get a few survey, that all of a sudden gun shots were fired, the shops shutters closed down, and the person I was interviewing – a woman – started questioning me in the most weirdest manner that who am I ? Why am I here ? What was the purpose of my visit?It was the same day that 6 people had been killed at SherShah Market for no reason at all! Just a random shoot out. Another day in the city’s history! Nothing unusual anymore in Karachi! Continue reading

The Day I turned 24….

My birthday – 3rd July – has always been a very happening way! For one thing, there is always the FIFA World Cup every 4 years to look forward to, and always always the Quarter Finals happen to be on that day! Then there have been the time that I was in Kashmir with my friends, and we went for my birthday to Chikar – an artificial lake developed after the 2005 Earthquake in Kashmir.

The Birthday in Kashmir

There was the one when me and my family went to Pizza hut, and the waiter fell over singing “Happy Birthday” – that was one hilarious sight!

I had been overly excited about this birthday.. I mean I am always excited about my birthdays but this time it was special. I had just completed my first freelance project and it looked superb. Plans were discussed for weeks about where we should go out for dinner, wish list for my gifts were prepared by me and then handed out to people.. But never during imagining all of this had i thought that my plans would have to be cancelled because of my neighbor’s 20-year-old daughter. Continue reading

De javu from 15 years ago – Part II

So let me very briefly explain to you what I mean by this title. It was exactly 15 years ago that my dad got a heart attack, but things have changed a lot since then. For one thing, I am not 9 year old any more.. and secondly, neither are both my parents as young as they used to be.

I remember when the last time my dad got an attack, I felt like I had become an orphan. Since my mom used to spend the major part of the day in the hospital, and we were yet not old enough to be admitted in to the ICU, that left me and my sis to go to a relatives house and spend the day there. I used to hate it. I used to convince my mother that we were old enough to be left alone at home and that I can take care of myself and my sister, and just to prove this point, I started to spend as much of the daytime at my place. Continue reading