<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991</id><updated>2012-01-24T21:54:05.465+04:00</updated><category term='iran'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='malaysia'/><category term='me'/><category term='back'/><category term='funny'/><category term='books'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='shayeri'/><category term='cosby'/><category term='BIRTHDAY'/><category term='bloggie'/><category term='bored'/><category term='karachi-ism'/><category term='him'/><category term='wknd'/><category term='today'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='Junoon'/><category term='life'/><category term='you'/><category term='Thursday 13'/><category term='down in dumps'/><category term='miles'/><category term='paris'/><category term='food'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='bangles'/><category term='awards'/><category term='us'/><category term='mum'/><category term='mom'/><category term='eid greetings'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fun'/><category term='pakistan'/><category term='london'/><category term='love'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='OCD'/><category term='detest'/><category term='desertistan'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Sugar n spice &amp; all that's nice!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is a mix of sweet and sour stuff, and ofcourse, if I have sugar and spice, somewhere, there has to be something bitter too..;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2492457915840549466</id><published>2011-12-19T21:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:18:23.754+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><title type='text'>The HARD Night!!</title><content type='html'>6 years and 14 nights..&lt;br /&gt;6 years and 20 years..&lt;br /&gt;6 years and an unforgettable you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 14 nights in my life that I spent without you.. you in a hospital bed and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is one hard night, I have images of you, the hospital, the doctors, the death, the funeral, and all that follows!YOu were smiling while going.. YOur smile gave us a reason to live, I guess thats why I'm still alive.. As you lay clad in the white coffin clothes... I remember standing amidst all the females, it was like I was thrown out from my ship into the ocean! I remember going back home after the funeral.. I don't who made suji ka halwa .. They all came they all prayed, it was house full but they all left.. It was just us then.. It was also a hard night..maybe the hardest, it was the first one without you in this world!&lt;br /&gt;and that was just the beginning of the end!!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;?I donno what I've typed out up there, but the night which was hard, was turned easy for me.. :) alhamdulillah!! God is Great, He closes one door, but opens another one.. ALWAYS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2492457915840549466?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2492457915840549466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2492457915840549466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2492457915840549466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2492457915840549466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/12/hard-night.html' title='The HARD Night!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1077516083905559138</id><published>2011-12-14T23:07:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:27:12.897+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miles'/><title type='text'>Miles still left!!!</title><content type='html'>Time flies!! 2 yrs ago I thought there was a lot to do before dying!! &lt;a href="http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-miles-to-go-before-i-diesleep.html"&gt;http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-miles-to-go-before-i-diesleep.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways out of that list, happy that I've achieved ONE!! guess which one?? I have a nikon yayy&lt;br /&gt;and its been 2 years since I've been to that secret hangout!! yeshh!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I havent done anything else!! :( and life is too short!!!! tooo short man! how will i do???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1077516083905559138?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1077516083905559138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1077516083905559138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1077516083905559138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1077516083905559138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/12/miles-still-left.html' title='Miles still left!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-735498326665487504</id><published>2011-12-01T23:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:41:05.017+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Moon &amp; Your Smile!</title><content type='html'>Did you look out of your window today? I did and I saw a half moon,golden and peeping through the clouds. What a heavenly sight it was, not just because it was beautiful, but partially because it has so many memories tht are attached to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the moon, with all the shapes tht it takes, and all the beautiful colors tht it incorporates, &lt;br /&gt;When a cresent its white when half its golden yellow, and when its a full moon, it has a shade which I am unable to describe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oft when I look at the cresent or the half moon, it reminds me of your smile.. You always smiled no matter what, you were brave! As I looked at the moon from the window of my car, I couldn't help missing you more.. It looked like you are smiling down at me from the heavens..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost 2nd december! People are gonna celebrate the National Day..  And I am gonna think of you.. All tonight ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-735498326665487504?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/735498326665487504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/735498326665487504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/12/golden-moon-your-smile.html' title='Golden Moon &amp; Your Smile!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8154129917164297842</id><published>2011-11-16T01:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T01:22:28.281+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:`( nothing less nothing more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8154129917164297842?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8154129917164297842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8154129917164297842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8154129917164297842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8154129917164297842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/11/nothing-less-nothing-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3864348219279801625</id><published>2011-11-14T16:35:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:50:11.698+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzDuXj3gL0Y/TsEOPPzSKgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M3qWNs1QIKI/s1600/BLOG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674832660565993986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzDuXj3gL0Y/TsEOPPzSKgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M3qWNs1QIKI/s320/BLOG.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask somebody what does rough mean, then.. they might say.. errmm.. opposite of smooth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some might say uneven surface.. and then ofcourse there are others who can relate to harsh..&lt;br /&gt;but to gazillions of people (the less unfortunate ones out of the 7 bn ) rough means only one thing.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for them just life itself is rough, nothing less nothing more!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Allah for all that you've blessed me with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3864348219279801625?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3864348219279801625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3864348219279801625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3864348219279801625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3864348219279801625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-ask-somebody-what-does-rough.html' title=''/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzDuXj3gL0Y/TsEOPPzSKgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M3qWNs1QIKI/s72-c/BLOG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6612071813909682320</id><published>2011-10-16T00:19:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:33:01.083+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maa!!</title><content type='html'>I really donno why but whenever I come here to jot something down, it has always almost been about you! I miss you tonnes, I so so wish to have you near me again! I just cant forget that day, the day which was the beginning of all of that.. You had always saved me from every everything, literally everything, I knew that just by digging my head in your godee will release me from all worries, today I miss you like my son misses me! honest, he cries when he doesnt see me around for like some time, how do I cry? I m grownup na!! can't even cry... just silently, me n my tears!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to watch that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5PwY3_X-K7Y"&gt;Ariel maa &lt;/a&gt;together.. I am being so entirely kiddish right now, I just want you back.. please come back.. come in my dreams again.. I am so nothing without you.. Its not even possible, but for every moment that I live, I am one step closer to meeting you, for every one breath that I take, I am finishing my finite breaths! For each second gone, I am one second closer to you! 6 years down, wish I knew how many more!! you the best ... May God always keep you in his mercy!! tc wherever you are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6612071813909682320?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6612071813909682320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6612071813909682320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6612071813909682320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6612071813909682320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/10/maa.html' title='Maa!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2318158804065183242</id><published>2011-07-11T22:19:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:19:09.443+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Allah!!</title><content type='html'>i just want to thank Allah for sending my chinky in our lives!! he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2318158804065183242?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2318158804065183242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2318158804065183242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2318158804065183242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2318158804065183242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/07/thank-you-allah.html' title='Thank you Allah!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5286210746072989240</id><published>2011-05-17T23:27:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:32:01.156+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you still!!</title><content type='html'>I missed you yesterday, today and for everyday that I will breathe I will keep missing you!&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I have spent so many years without you now!! HOw?? When I go back in time, I think of all those moments in life which I had dreamt since a child to spend with you! And the ugly truth that I couldn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still sense you everywhere beside me, just that I can't see you! and you are awesome! You came in my dream right on mothers day!! you are terrific, you are awesome!! I love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5286210746072989240?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5286210746072989240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5286210746072989240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5286210746072989240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5286210746072989240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-you-still.html' title='I miss you still!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6597262632912120438</id><published>2010-11-26T23:43:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:23:41.921+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Heart is its Own King!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She stood in front of the King! Her long hair falling straight down her back, black in colour, they shone in the glitz and glamour of the palace. Her hands.. Her hands stretched, palms facing upwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rds! She had come to the King, for only one reason. She thought.. or rather she assumed that he is the only one who can grant her wishes true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Standing for so long, waiting for her turn, yet hopeful that today her wish will be granted, today all torments would end, today the tortures would vanish, today she can finally obtain what was never hers.. the heart of the man she loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Standing face to face, she addressed the King! "O King, I have heard you listen to your people, you fulfill their wishes, you listen to their woes, then what about me? Why am I left unattended? Why do I not get what I wanted since so long!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The King stood up. He didn't know how to handle this woman, so lost in her own world, so loving, and so much in love.. but with the wrong person! He slowly curled the bottom of his pointy beard and said,"I am sorry, my dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The grief struck woman who had come to end her woes was shocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"But why, O King?? Why? why can't I have the man I love?You are the King, the King of all men in this region. Surely you can persuade him to love me!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"He doesnt love you, he is in love with his own life, his heart belongs to someone else!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"You can make him love me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The King thoughtfully could say just one thing... "The Heart is its own King.. I rule on men, not on hearts!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6597262632912120438?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6597262632912120438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6597262632912120438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6597262632912120438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6597262632912120438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/11/heart-is-its-own-king.html' title='The Heart is its Own King!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2001310178925260774</id><published>2010-11-24T22:52:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:55:53.948+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>When God has given me so such, why not be bold enough to thank him rather then be an ungrateful ----- (fill in the blank :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah for giving  me the best of all things and people in life n always!! and for those lil things i wish i had.. its okay. i know you hav much better stored for me!!!! Shukar Alhamdulillah!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, my blog a lot!&lt;br /&gt;with a lil munchkin in our lives, blogging is not the only thing! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;but i will b back soon!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2001310178925260774?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2001310178925260774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2001310178925260774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2001310178925260774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2001310178925260774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-988940460227104147</id><published>2010-08-30T16:02:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:11:27.130+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you!</title><content type='html'>I sit beside you holding a glass of TANG. Mango flavour. Our favourite. Your sugar has gotten low. You just fell down while talking to me I am shocked. This is the first time. I think its the first and the last time.Its Sha'ban. You were fasting so maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are on. I feel somebody entering the room. Its you. You wake me up. You seem different. I get up. You lie down. I notice you are not the same. You complain.. of PAIN.. I hurry.. towards Doc's room! I wake him up. He and Dad rush you.. to the hospital. You ask me to stay home. Coz you love me. You dont want me to see you going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the hospital. They say come in emergency department! Heck.. I donno! No-one from my family had ever been admitted before my eyes. How am I supposed to know that emergencies are in the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you finally.. Lying in an isolated room! I am scared. I don't understand whats happening. Its weird and depressing! You take my hand in your drip cladden hand! Its still soft. YOu talk. I listen. I wish I knew this is the last time we will talk like this! There are so many things I want to say, I don't know that time was too short. That a fortnight will pass by! And then no talk.. no faces.. no you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-988940460227104147?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/988940460227104147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=988940460227104147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/988940460227104147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/988940460227104147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2063210134323431354</id><published>2010-05-23T17:57:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:31:10.354+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Me and mine! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://freshome.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/consoleshelves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://freshome.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/consoleshelves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey ya!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i want to write abt me and my books.. what purpose do books serve exactly???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books are basically a refuge from the outside world... when you read a book, you are suddenly in a new world altogether.. I used to read so many books when I was young, on the one hand I am proud of it, and on the other I am upset, 'cause books make you believe impractical things as well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first ever book was "Cinderella". Dad took me to buy it. It started as a school assignment.. I even remember which book my best friend brought... "Ali Baba and 40 Thieves." =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then, I never looked back.. With Mum's interest in books too, I accumulated lots of Enid Blyton, Readers Digest with me!! Back in the days, I used to crave Enid Blyton books.. she is still my fave!! Loved reading her Malory Towers, St. Clares, Naughtiest Girl, Enchanted Tree, Faraway land, Secret Seven, Famous Five, Five Findouters, Noddy, Brer Rabbit.. I loved them all like anything.. Now I realise why.. it was all such a fantasy.. I think I live in Fantasy land!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our school library, when everybody rushed after the shelves that included Sweet Valley, I could easily find my way to the book shelves that contained my fave books.. and then there were kids who wouldn't borrow books.. haha, I used to get 2 books that way, and if luck favoured even 3. :):) life was so good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it moved on.. I remember getting second hand books for just PKR 2 or 2.5 .. I used to get 5 books every weekend outta just PKR 10. loved them to bits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would stay awake all night to read, have them with me at lunch, during dinner.. and also get scolding for that, ke khatay huay attn khanay pe honee chahiye!! hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College mein aake bhee maza aya!! Library mein buhut loag hotay thay, kayee dost tou book shelves ke pass ban jatay thay!! Un mei se ik tou buhut hee achee dost ban gayee!! I miss her!! :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aur zindagee agay berh gayee!! Ab utna shouq bhee nahee raha aur fursat bhee nahee, lekin woh waqt bhulay nahee bhulta! miss the olden golden perhakoo days!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2063210134323431354?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2063210134323431354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2063210134323431354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2063210134323431354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2063210134323431354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-and-mine-p.html' title='Me and mine! :P'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-324763393372638678</id><published>2010-04-22T15:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:10:05.571+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow Came.. :)</title><content type='html'>Heyyaa m back with a juicy post.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I can't blv 22 days passed since mee bdayy!! Hehe I just love bdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday was good, the cake was real good too, I wanna post pic, just a lil photochoppin rqrd. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love it most when my skool n high skool frnds msg/call me all the way from Khii!! The feeling of being remembered is awesum. After all who doesn't like a bit of attention. &lt;br /&gt;And.. I wait the entire year for this day.. Alwayss.. Donno y.. Too much of an Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two imp. Things I need to post. But that will be in a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;Ones abt obsessions n confessions.. And other abt boookss me faveee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tc&lt;br /&gt;Thanks AD for prompting me to write.. Writing had always been a passion n will always beee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-324763393372638678?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/324763393372638678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=324763393372638678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/324763393372638678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/324763393372638678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-came.html' title='Tomorrow Came.. :)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-7740107395820727781</id><published>2010-03-31T12:27:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:44:44.735+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIRTHDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Its the 31st!!!</title><content type='html'>yuhooo!! its the 31st march.. which means just 12 more hrs before its my birthday!! gosh, i m so excited! i waited so much for this day! and now that 31st is here, I want it to go on and on.. just so that I can relish in the thought of the 12 am bday to be coming up..so many small wishes!!&lt;br /&gt;woh kehte hay na.. dil hay chhota sa, chhotii sii aasha, mastee bhare mann mein, bholee sii aasha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be super excited, I hope kisi kii buree nazar na lagg jaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes all cool. esp. when ur hubby has to wake up at 7 30 dot.. and u wake up, n goto sleep again.. and then wakeup at 8 30, just to hear him say.. tumhare liyeh kia kuchh nahee kerna perta!! loveeee lyyyy!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, cudnt blog since so many days .. was fed up of the net.. heck, theres more than just internet in my life .. alhamdulillah!! :) I donno.. but  Ihave so much on my hands at the mo. that I cant even write here (for the sake of some sore losers!! )&lt;br /&gt;but definitel will blog abt mii bday tomorrow.. if possible few pics too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc u all readers! and cmment so that I knw u read! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;toodless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-7740107395820727781?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7740107395820727781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=7740107395820727781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7740107395820727781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7740107395820727781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-31st.html' title='Its the 31st!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8633107633608510209</id><published>2010-02-17T06:09:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:16:40.999+04:00</updated><title type='text'>the waiting</title><content type='html'>Its going to be a long silent wait, one filled with too many tears and a dash of hope. but then there's not just one wait in life, there are lots of waits in life, she guesses the reason her wait gets longer is that halfway down the queue waiting for one thing she moves on to the next smaller queue. Hence, the first wait gets even longer. Often she was told to let things come at their own pace. Even smses and mobile credits. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8633107633608510209?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8633107633608510209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8633107633608510209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8633107633608510209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8633107633608510209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/waiting.html' title='the waiting'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2206997679131147653</id><published>2010-02-03T10:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:00:30.984+04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>AND its your birthday again. Did time fly, or did it.. 5 yrs since we cut the cake, that chocolate one.. somethings are meant to be saved in the hearts and memories, i can't do anything, won't complain to God because life &amp; death are in his control, and everything is for a REASON. Time will pass just as it did, though each day leaves its mark on me. Each day that I yearn to spend with you. BUT.. I am grateful to my God for allowing me to spend the best days of my life with you, I miss you, and will always do.. Be happy where you are..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2206997679131147653?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2206997679131147653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2206997679131147653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2206997679131147653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2206997679131147653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5736700887617020815</id><published>2010-01-22T12:13:00.009+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T14:44:50.804+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Of Food &amp; Beverages, F&amp;B!! :)</title><content type='html'>Ok, this post was meant to be written yesterday, but lazy me lagged in doing so.. hence.. today..on special request frm a certain someone!! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day before yest, as me n dh drifted to sleep, I kept on remembering our Europe trip, it was just out of this world.. and the best part was that since we cudn't eat everything available, we had a limited choice, n hence my culinary skills came to use!! But ofcourse we were staying in hotels so cudnt really cook, but I made noodles, soups, chicken yakhni for him and ofcourse all sorts of sandwiches..tuna, chicken, cheese!! thats all I could do with my electric kettle!! But it was tremendous fun, honest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We mostly had pizzas and pasta, coffee and baguette!! :) loved the baguettes in Paris, and the pain au chocola!! I have few foodie pics with me all they way frm UK, and I want to share!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lgcLEykhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yIqO22v7Nj0/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429476862897328658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lgcLEykhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yIqO22v7Nj0/s200/UK+TOUR+115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Starbucks Cappucino in High Street London!! i made that heart btw.. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lhGBxtz_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IbZ8YmnRJgQ/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429477581955911666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lhGBxtz_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IbZ8YmnRJgQ/s200/UK+TOUR+213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken Cottage or Cottage Chicken. i've forgotten but this was too yummy for words as u can see!! :) Central London!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lhGBxtz_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IbZ8YmnRJgQ/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lhyTYqTmI/AAAAAAAAAII/-l_4w25gatg/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429478342596906594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lhyTYqTmI/AAAAAAAAAII/-l_4w25gatg/s200/UK+TOUR+515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was while we were planning our route in Paris, off to Montmartre!! we struck upon this Arabic roadside cafe.. awesum !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1l1ktd5lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3mCFStC-h50/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429500099312588482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1l1ktd5lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3mCFStC-h50/s200/UK+TOUR+999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Pizza a memoir from Disneyland!! LOL.. margarita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1l15clADUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1-enYPvDNW8/s1600-h/UK+TOUR+1640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429500455556222274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1l15clADUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1-enYPvDNW8/s200/UK+TOUR+1640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was my ensemble when we went to the see Europes largest Waterfalls in Switz.. it was fun!! met an Indian family who urged us to go visit Junfgrau mountain where it snowed like anything, heck we cancelled our train tickets to Italy, bought new ones.. just to goto Jungfrau!! it costed  but the fun was more than the costs combined!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5736700887617020815?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5736700887617020815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5736700887617020815&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5736700887617020815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5736700887617020815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-food-beverages-f.html' title='Of Food &amp; Beverages, F&amp;B!! :)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/S1lgcLEykhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yIqO22v7Nj0/s72-c/UK+TOUR+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-7658709761067207232</id><published>2009-11-21T11:54:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:25:32.910+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>~ To the moms in our lives!! ~</title><content type='html'>The grandson of the Holy Prophet , Imam Husayn a.s has said..&lt;br /&gt;Jisne Khuda ko pa liya usne kiya khoya aur jisne Khuda ko kho diya usne kiya paya!!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;just beautiful.. it solves all our problems..&lt;br /&gt;we need to decide for ourselves, have we &lt;em&gt;found&lt;/em&gt; God??? or r v buzy hooking up other stuff???&lt;br /&gt;what else is there in life.. just a matter of four days.. aaahh,  m missing all the females in my life.. Mom, Mamma, Nanijaan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's my mom.. Mamma's my Mom's mom, Nanijaan is my Dads Nani!! i wish they were all here today, but wherever they are i hope they are all doing good!!&lt;br /&gt;atleast i have my Mummy with me, i love her!! Allah unka saya hamesha mere sar per qayem rekhay!!~ Ameen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the moms... u are the best!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-7658709761067207232?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7658709761067207232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=7658709761067207232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7658709761067207232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7658709761067207232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-moms-in-our-lives.html' title='~ To the moms in our lives!! ~'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4606763445089061074</id><published>2009-11-19T15:07:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:10:34.685+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wknd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Yay!! :)</title><content type='html'>THURSDAY IS HERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means the wknd begins.. yooohhhooo... weekends somehow hav always n forever cheered me up, no matter what happens during the week, the wknd brings me joy!!&lt;br /&gt;late thursday nite ventures, sleepy friday mornings, aweso frimeday evenings, and then some delicious friday dinner which is special!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4606763445089061074?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4606763445089061074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4606763445089061074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4606763445089061074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4606763445089061074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay.html' title='Yay!! :)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2874205517775533400</id><published>2009-11-14T18:38:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:02:14.899+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Truly, Madly, Deeply!!</title><content type='html'>My first song dedication !! Savage Gardens.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'll be ur wish, I'll be ur dream, I'll be ur fantasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'll be ur hope, I'll be ur luv, be everything that u need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I luv u more with every breathe, TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'll be strong I'll be faithful, Cos I'm counting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A new beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A reason for living, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A deeper meaning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wanna stand with u on a mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wanna bathe with u in the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wanna lay like this forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on meee... yeahhhhh!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;just luv the lyrics!! so deeply emotional.. n jus exactly wat we feel!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;aahhh.. sorry for being away.. i knw theres atleast one person who missed me.. was real busy, n didnt feel like blogging.. it was writers blox!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;anywho, stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2874205517775533400?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2874205517775533400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2874205517775533400&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2874205517775533400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2874205517775533400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='Truly, Madly, Deeply!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4404388793743211537</id><published>2009-10-06T15:52:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:56:44.201+04:00</updated><title type='text'>m alive!</title><content type='html'>Hum bewafa hargiz na thay, per hum wafa ker na sakay,&lt;br /&gt;Hum ko mili uski saza jo hum khata ker na sakay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jussttt love the lyricsssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; tum ne kiya jo shikwa, hum woh gila ker na sakay...&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont depress u guys with my udaas bulbul chehra.. so go n enjoy.. the world is very beautiful, u just need to have it in u.. as they say beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.. i think my sun shades have kept me away from seeing the beauty!!~ jokess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for no blogging.. was real busy in life with life thru life!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4404388793743211537?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4404388793743211537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4404388793743211537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4404388793743211537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4404388793743211537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/m-alive.html' title='m alive!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2923264832546223050</id><published>2009-09-14T13:40:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:15:37.525+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desertistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Its been long, so long!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long.. so many days have passed, so many nites, so much have gone past... its 2009!! heck, n m reaching me silver jubs.. i donno all of a sudden i feel bad being so olddddddddddddddd..&lt;br /&gt;Khayr, lots hav happened.. So busy in Ramadhan, love cooking to bits.. it helps being appreciated.. i luv it wen sumone asks, who made samosay??? :) yeah m like that, i luv being acknowledged.. even if its for a samosa!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have made yum yum iftar today.. waiting to brk the fast now!! still sum 5 hrs left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i meet ppl who feel a similar pain to mine.. i try sharing.. i feel like holding their hands, n jus making them feel that u r not alone.. sumtimes it helps.. but there is no way how to.. pain shared i know isnt pain reduced, but sumhow its better... u feel that sum1 else understands ur pain!!&lt;br /&gt;wat heppens in life isnt sum1s personal fault, sum things are jhust meant to be, u cant help it, but u have to move on.. as life moves on, there is no waiting room here.. whoever waits is stuck! move on n let others move on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) theres more to life than just sulking over things on which we hav no control, and on which others hav no control!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid is cumin up in just 6 or 7 days.. m really excited, theres a surprise in store.. Somehow i always love eid times.. :) i know, girlish.. but applyin henna n wearin kanch ki churiyaan has its own charm, to top it all wearing the garland on the wrist.. hmmm.. shucks i m missing khi, jahan gajray waley her signal mil jatay thay n AB wud get me 2, sumtimes 4. 2 for each hand haha!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eveN CARRIED gajray in my luggage for me, when i came back frm karachee in may!! the fragrance is just out of this world, tho not better than ones found in heaven.. (i say as if iahv smelled them.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all these reading, drop a line here.. :P n remember us in ur prayers.. cuz theres nothign more wanted than a silent prayer.. prayers for ya'll too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okieee&lt;br /&gt;ciaooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2923264832546223050?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2923264832546223050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2923264832546223050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2923264832546223050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2923264832546223050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Its been long, so long!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6974799340849993818</id><published>2009-08-27T15:00:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:12:06.862+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday 13'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>13 reasons why you love some one!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;1. You don't have to think before you speak to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;2. You are best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;3. They would give up their fave pass time to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;4. THey love you with all your faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;5. Every moment spent with them is a moment of treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;6. You can ask them a dumb question without feeling dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;7. They've seen you at your worst and still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;8. They are always on your mind. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;9. Its perfect when they are around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;10. They respect your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;11. In the story of your life, the best chapters are full of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;12. They just read your mind by looking at your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;(and the only one reason out of all the above reasons to love them...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;13. b/c They are They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Something I gave to someone I love some yrs ago!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6974799340849993818?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6974799340849993818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6974799340849993818&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6974799340849993818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6974799340849993818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/13-reasons-why-you-love-some-one.html' title='13 reasons why you love some one!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-41682572027931415</id><published>2009-08-26T11:58:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:59:32.289+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>yayayayay</title><content type='html'>yayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;m so happy!!! mashaAllah!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo, i donno wat to say!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank youuuu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-41682572027931415?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/41682572027931415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=41682572027931415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/41682572027931415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/41682572027931415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/yayayayay.html' title='yayayayay'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8811811255742828447</id><published>2009-08-23T00:53:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:58:20.451+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Awarded, Tagged and Obsessed.. all in a go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi &lt;/a&gt;and given this Fabulous Award!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910533196352274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SpBpqb0fixI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4ymD3ySl0ww/s200/freakingfab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rules for this award!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*List 5 obsessions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Pass the word to 5 other blogs with their links&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Make sure u leave a com ment on their blog, so they know they've been tagged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Link the person who awarded you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moi first obsession:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so unsure actually!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well obsessions hav changed as I grew up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now they are::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Gladiators!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://shoestutor.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/womens-shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes those hip styliish flats that have a zipper behind them . are my faves!! have the best ones out, and they are jus gorgeous!! Super duper creation.. best in the world of shoes.. honestly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Coats!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://vente.laredoute.fr/images/edito1/femme-manteau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manteaux!! love them so much.. have amzing ones too , mashaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Travelling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Reading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Kabab Rolls and Bun kababs!!! hehe!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am a desi after all heheh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All personal, 18 + obsessions kept out of reach of kiddies!! hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am tagging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://evilaches.wordpress.com/"&gt;A woman of no importance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rantingsofapakichick.wordpress.com/"&gt;Rantings of a Paki Chick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamash.wordpress.com/"&gt;The Voice of an Art Freak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cloudkhizzy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cloud Khizzy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sabaimtiaz.wordpress.com/"&gt;Erase n Rewind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Done!! hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8811811255742828447?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8811811255742828447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8811811255742828447&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8811811255742828447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8811811255742828447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/awarded-tagged-and-obsessed-all-in-go.html' title='Awarded, Tagged and Obsessed.. all in a go!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SpBpqb0fixI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4ymD3ySl0ww/s72-c/freakingfab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3507837274378137530</id><published>2009-08-17T23:59:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:39:35.982+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>50 first thought!</title><content type='html'>1. I feel like doing some blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This is a nice tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had an awesome totally rocking day at DCC with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't blv i was out for 10 hrs at a go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am waiting for a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lifes fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I've realised that my choices are good!! :) be it watches or shoes or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have a headache and I need a panadol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Should I take it&gt;?&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 50 is far, I am just on 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Why do some people tend to make life miserable for me, when in fact they are not even a part of my life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I wanna go sumwhere.. i wanna travel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I hav never enjoyed travelling this much before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I have to do loads tomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I am fasting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What if its very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Me ankles hurting.. (wear more gladiators... :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. This orange juice is awesum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Days have flown by, slowly, but still .. cant blv its 18th already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I am thinking of one fabulous sehri that we will be havin inshaAllah soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Life n death are sudden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. God is Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Memories are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. M happy for my bruv.  missing u 2 bhaiyya!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I have had so much fun bein the only sis.. not to mention ladli.. of the two of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I miss those bachpan ke din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I miss standing between the two of my bros. for a pose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. And I miss the tantrum i created when i said i m not a kid to stand in the middle.. (when i was.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I thought they thought of me as mad when they used to call me Bubbly.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. My childhood was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. All of a sudden i wanna be a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I miss my lil ponytail.. n my sweet silk hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Will I .. wont I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Fasted today, and it was easyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Loneliness is a term of the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I love my baby self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I shud put up a pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. If i am boring u.. pls excuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. i m on 40...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. When I am done with this.. what I am i gonna do next???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Too much reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.. I'll hav a small sehriii.. consisting of slims n fizz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Yeah, I got my Slims from Pakiland!! yahhooo.. thanks dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Though I aint that hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. I recently watched Ansoo on utube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Plannin to watch other dramas as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Nothign so good as watching ptv dramas 10 yrs old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do u remember Ansoo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do u remember Iman n Isha, i m in love with the namessssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few names I just love...n loveee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3507837274378137530?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3507837274378137530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3507837274378137530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3507837274378137530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3507837274378137530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/50-first-thought.html' title='50 first thought!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-407532566374071975</id><published>2009-08-14T00:07:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:22:43.154+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Tagged: Dose of 5!!!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by AD again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fa&lt;em&gt;vorite Words:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Babloo!! (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;2. Shucks!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Fantabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Gol Gappa!&lt;br /&gt;5. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fav&lt;em&gt;orite characters (Fiction):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mr Darcy from Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;2. Elizabeth Bennet from the same novel&lt;br /&gt;3. Luke from Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;4. Elizabeth from Sweet Valley series!&lt;br /&gt;5. Hassan from The Kite Runner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think i am obsessed with Elizabeth, thanking the fact that my childhood chum is nicknamed Lizzy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words That Must Be Banned :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FCUK&lt;br /&gt;2. SHIT&lt;br /&gt;3. BasTRad&lt;br /&gt;4. ..&lt;br /&gt;5. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate the use of swear words, so make that all swear n cuss words be banned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite One Liners :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In three words I can sum up everything I've learnt about life, it goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The best way 2 make your dreams come true is to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is like a jigsaw puzzle with most of the pieces missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nobody needs a vacation more than someone who has just had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why do people hate, when life is too short even for LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Favourite Books:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;2. The Kite Runner&lt;br /&gt;3. Kartography&lt;br /&gt;4. Broken Verses&lt;br /&gt;5. The Alchemist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag all the readers!! pls do it, i love reading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-407532566374071975?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/407532566374071975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=407532566374071975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/407532566374071975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/407532566374071975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-dose-of-5.html' title='Tagged: Dose of 5!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3382349315502980426</id><published>2009-08-13T17:22:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:26:05.896+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah!!</title><content type='html'>3 yrs have gone by.. and we had a terrific time.. i remember all that we did.. each day.. each moment!!&lt;br /&gt;lifes rushing now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to Allah that I get to spend the remaining days, months or years of my life with him, happily, lovingly and all that... ;) with luv increasing with each day as it has been!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameen summa Ameen!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shukar alhamdulillah.. Allahu Akbar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaYYY.. just waiting for u to cum back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3382349315502980426?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3382349315502980426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3382349315502980426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3382349315502980426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3382349315502980426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4577733720260507444</id><published>2009-08-12T15:09:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:05:56.417+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged: 20 things naughty and naive</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favorite item of clothing? &lt;strong&gt;Hmm.. Sshh.. i wuv my PJs.. besides that stuff, love long coat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your biggest obsessions? &lt;strong&gt;books, crafty items, sandals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who inspires you? &lt;strong&gt;Mom, Him, My Bro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is your favorite designer and why? &lt;strong&gt; I'd say that I love the designer of Thredz in khi, for their fabric which caters to hot summers, is trendy to the core, and has an elegance of its own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favourite song ever? &lt;strong&gt;Kailash kher's Saiyyan!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite song right now? &lt;strong&gt;Akons Right round..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you were a sweet what would you be? &lt;strong&gt;Galaxy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet – what words would you use to describe your rainbow? &lt;strong&gt;Love, Care, Kindness, Forgiveness, Shafqat, Humour, Junoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are your favorite films? &lt;strong&gt;Hmm.. hard singling out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is your favorite actor? &lt;strong&gt;Matt Damon, Humayun Saeed, Shahrukh Khan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be? &lt;strong&gt;He  is outta station at the mo, so want to be with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are your 3 favourite smells? &lt;strong&gt;That smell (pure din ke baad ghar aane wali.. ) , the smell of mud when raindrops fall over it (matti ki sondhi sondhi khushboo), and Versace Bright Crystal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are your 3 favorite tastes? &lt;strong&gt;Red Grapes, mango, chaat!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your most treasured possession? &lt;strong&gt;Memories, my Franklin, photographs, n certain gifts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you always want to be/do when you grew up? &lt;strong&gt;wanted to be a designer, and that I'm!! (somehow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you were an ice-cream what flavor would you be? &lt;strong&gt;Cheese cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If someone made a short film about your life, who would play you? &lt;strong&gt;hmm, maybe Angelina Jolie!! :P:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What would your perfect afternoon consist of? &lt;strong&gt;Lazing around with the curtains half shut so that it has the perfect amount of light in the room!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you were a flower what would you be? &lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Tell me one random thing… be it your favorite line from a song, scene from a movie or quote from a book…..or tell me about something that you love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love walking in the rain, in the snow.. near the beach, sitting on the shore with a special someone close to heart, and no one in sight.. kinda like privvy beach! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love seeing the sun rise.. love seeing the full moon so much so that i'll show it to everyone i meet and its visible! taking pics with it in sight!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag all friends! &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4577733720260507444?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4577733720260507444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4577733720260507444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4577733720260507444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4577733720260507444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-20-things-naughty-and-naive.html' title='Tagged: 20 things naughty and naive'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-7118427733150047674</id><published>2009-08-09T15:34:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:25:12.188+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>"Kismat Konnection"</title><content type='html'>the first time i watched KK was with my best buddy, in cinema!! :P:P and it was terrific.. hehe.. somewhere end of july last yr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesternite, was watching it all over again made me nostalgic! missing best buddy a lot!! n the kismet thingie comes up, i decide to pick up the phone to tell them abt the movie, n lo n behold the HTC vibrates and singS!! they called... dil se dil ka raah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back soon buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new outfit waiting for me to put it on..&lt;br /&gt;long kurta with straight pants!! awesome shade!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M waiting for the blessed month to start... blessings will inshaAllah come our way!!&lt;br /&gt;Wish u all a blessed life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-7118427733150047674?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7118427733150047674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=7118427733150047674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7118427733150047674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7118427733150047674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/kismat-konnection.html' title='&quot;Kismat Konnection&quot;'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-889960942611489407</id><published>2009-08-07T12:02:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:09:42.010+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>... ... ... (( ... * * ... )) ... ... ...hi</title><content type='html'>So many things, events, months are coming up!&lt;br /&gt;and I wish that Allah makes them go smoothly for us!&lt;br /&gt;I am already beginning to feel the awesome sehris we go out for!! and the yummiest iftars we hav at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh, missingg special someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-889960942611489407?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/889960942611489407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=889960942611489407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/889960942611489407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/889960942611489407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi.html' title='... ... ... (( ... * * ... )) ... ... ...hi'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6999201999844812215</id><published>2009-08-01T10:11:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:23:46.985+04:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing but beauty which we all witness from God!</title><content type='html'>SubhanAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody except the Prophet's Progeny could utter these words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Zainab a.s had said words which meant this when Ibne Ziyad asked her what God had done to their family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a role model statement for us. Wanna go Syria now!!! &lt;br /&gt;Today, we muslims upon little troubles and difficulties are so shikwakun that we start complaining why God did this to us.. why oh why.. and the laments continue, esp. mine!!! so its high time.. I mean, her not one but 18 brothers were martyred, their hijabs looted, they were made prisoners.. the kids died in front of them for lack of water.. and yet, they say, I have not seen anything from God, but goodness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MashaAllah&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of us learn this thing and apply it at most points in our life, no one can stop us from the heavenly abode...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6999201999844812215?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6999201999844812215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6999201999844812215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6999201999844812215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6999201999844812215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-is-nothing-but-beauty-which-we.html' title='There is nothing but beauty which we all witness from God!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8972915586462103466</id><published>2009-07-27T00:19:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:23:19.608+04:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>one week, one awesome week!&lt;br /&gt;spiritual, physical!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left my heart in Karbala!! wanna go again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8972915586462103466?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8972915586462103466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8972915586462103466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8972915586462103466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8972915586462103466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/07/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-61989907877923527</id><published>2009-07-14T19:20:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:33:18.068+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The beginning..</title><content type='html'>14th July, that was it.. 4 yrs down the lane! I could never forget,4th of July, we went to Sadus sisters wedding..everything was fine, no pain, no illness!!!  we met lots of people.. people who to date can't believe u r gone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5 am in the morning, just fajr!! when it shot up! the pain, that is.. from that day on it continued till 14 days! I can never forget! today as i woke up, i was reliving each of those moments, the fajr, the emergency ward, then the ICU.. i remember what clothes u wore, heck, i remember myself clad in the pink suit which we designed ourselves. it was the first day in my life when someone from my family was admitted in the hospital in front of my eyes! It was the first time i felt what millions of people sitting outside the gates of the ICU feel. And maybe it was the first time I realised I can't bear to part with you! I thought you'll be there forever.. I thought life doesnt stop in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the eve of 22nd Rajab.. the day we shifted in our new house.. aah, the memories.. our kittens.. our tree.. our bageecha!! its all so meaningless without u.. even today when i am back home in khi, when i sit outside in the lawn, a cup of tea in my hand! i miss the lady who sat with me, who never let me be alone at any point of my life!! even today I feel you , your duas, n ur eye on me..&lt;br /&gt;(A humble request to all readers for prayers and al Fatiha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-61989907877923527?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/61989907877923527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=61989907877923527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/61989907877923527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/61989907877923527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning.html' title='The beginning..'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3724394220800852210</id><published>2009-07-11T16:41:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:54:20.400+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Hay Junoon Sa Jeenay Mein!</title><content type='html'>If I am asked to post lyrics of one song that describes my life, this would it be!!&lt;br /&gt;cuz its all abt the momemnts.. &lt;strong&gt;her pal ho yaadgaar!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaaron jee bhar ke jee le pal&lt;br /&gt;lagta hai aaj kal&lt;br /&gt;daur apna aayega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaron jo khud pe ho yakeen&lt;br /&gt;to zindagi haseen&lt;br /&gt;tujhe kal bulaayega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa jeene mein&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa seene mein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahin jaise koi&lt;br /&gt;dhun baje&lt;br /&gt;raahon mein dekho hai&lt;br /&gt;manzar saje saare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum hi hum jahaan mein&lt;br /&gt;har jagah&lt;br /&gt;sapne sajaane ki hum ko&lt;br /&gt;mili wajah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye agar jo sach nahi&lt;br /&gt;to sach bhala hai kya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaron apne hisaab se&lt;br /&gt;dil ki kitaab pe&lt;br /&gt;kuchh to naya likho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaron anjaam ki fikar&lt;br /&gt;na karti ye umar&lt;br /&gt;fir kyun bhala daro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa jeene mein&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa seene mein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon..&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabhi jo milenge raaste&lt;br /&gt;pal mein hi chamkegi hasi puraani&lt;br /&gt;to kaho kya kahoge&lt;br /&gt;phir hamein&lt;br /&gt;kaise chhupaoge nami ye&lt;br /&gt;palkon ki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye pata hai kya hua&lt;br /&gt;hua hai kyun pata&lt;br /&gt;yaaron jee bhar ke jee le pal&lt;br /&gt;lagta hai aaj kal&lt;br /&gt;daur apna aayega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaron jo khud pe ho yakeen&lt;br /&gt;to zindagi haseen&lt;br /&gt;tujhe kal bulaayega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa jeene mein&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon&lt;br /&gt;hai junoon sa seene mein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hay Junooooonnn  sa jeenay mein!!! literally yes, mashaAllah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3724394220800852210?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3724394220800852210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3724394220800852210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3724394220800852210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3724394220800852210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/07/hay-junoon-sa-jeenay-mein.html' title='Hay Junoon Sa Jeenay Mein!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-443066102783045170</id><published>2009-07-09T14:48:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:02:54.491+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so light.. all of a sudden... it feels good!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-443066102783045170?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/443066102783045170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=443066102783045170&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/443066102783045170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/443066102783045170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-so-light.html' title=''/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1673746676990379691</id><published>2009-07-06T15:12:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:18:08.479+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bride &amp; Groom!</title><content type='html'>The bride was the typical &lt;em&gt;Desi&lt;/em&gt; bride. Clad in a maroon &lt;em&gt;sharara&lt;/em&gt;, she was at ther very best. Just below the stage, her mother sat, looking at her every now and then. The groom then entered. And then the grooms mother looked at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting a bit far from them I don't know why, or how but I noticed all of this. And then the brides mother looked at the bride again, their eyes met, the bride smiled nervously, and the mother smiled confidently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my excitement, my nervousness, my confidence, and the longing!! yes, thats how it is. But I dont know why.. Why .. Did she see me! Was she also smiling? Was she happy like anything to see me clad in the white and pink &lt;em&gt;sharara&lt;/em&gt;? Did she approve my look? She must have wanted to hug me, and hold me tight!!! Cuz thats what I wanted too!! And she must have prayed for me cuz she loved us.. and the sight was a beautiful one. Its her prayers that are hovering above us all the time, thank youuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1673746676990379691?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1673746676990379691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1673746676990379691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1673746676990379691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1673746676990379691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/07/bride-groom.html' title='Bride &amp; Groom!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6593814107038401837</id><published>2009-06-07T18:11:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:39:41.750+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desertistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miles'/><title type='text'>And Miles to Go Before I die/sleep!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SivQwJu8jrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/NeBfPB531V0/s1600-h/karachi,+convo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SivQwJu8jrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/NeBfPB531V0/s320/karachi,+convo+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594908470349490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep, &lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep, &lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep, &lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then by Celine Dion, Miles to go before I sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an amazing phrase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. same here.. i know all of this casualness in life is sweet but there is a lot i prefer to do before i hit my deathbed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno if i can do all of that, but I am sure I will try!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Own a cute cafe/shisha house!! which will always hold a reserved place for me n my buddy!!&lt;br /&gt;.Write a novel&lt;br /&gt;.Be a top class columnist, own a spot in wknd!! or maybe Friday.. yes, i have high aims..:P i love reading Amar Jaleels column in Dawn magazine, and Ardeshir Cowasjees column too!!&lt;br /&gt;.Be well versed in literature n Islam.&lt;br /&gt;.Have that professional camera.&lt;br /&gt;.Be a radio jockey, host the best show!!&lt;br /&gt;.Catch up with my prose!!! urdu prose only!!&lt;br /&gt;.Have a reknowned blog! :P&lt;br /&gt;.Be a Newyorker, if only for few days to see whats it like in the Fifth avenue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I think abhi tak I am up for all these, but one lifes too short to accomplish it all, what say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are miles and smiles to go before I sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best.. i need it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, theres nothin in dubai like this place which we visit since more than 3 yrs, its our secret hangout hideout!! n i like to keep it that way! :P view pic above pls to avoid confusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;toodles!our secret hangout hideout!! n i like to keep it that way! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6593814107038401837?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6593814107038401837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6593814107038401837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6593814107038401837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6593814107038401837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-miles-to-go-before-i-diesleep.html' title='And Miles to Go Before I die/sleep!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SivQwJu8jrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/NeBfPB531V0/s72-c/karachi,+convo+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-9014624468138596203</id><published>2009-04-01T21:26:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:29:34.242+04:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools Day!!! and my Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;will post the fun tomorrow!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-9014624468138596203?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9014624468138596203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=9014624468138596203&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9014624468138596203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9014624468138596203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools-day-and-my-birthday.html' title='April Fools Day!!! and my Birthday!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5428743326986956471</id><published>2009-03-04T21:46:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:53:24.111+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged 2</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No!&lt;br /&gt;2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and Asks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's what you're supposed to do... And please do not spoil the Fun. Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag as many of your friends as you'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissed any of your facebook friends?... umm No..&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested?... No&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you didn't like?... No&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 5 PM? ... No&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school?... YES&lt;br /&gt;Held a snake? ..NoO&lt;br /&gt;Ran a red light?..kinda yes!&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended from school?.. No&lt;br /&gt;Totaled your car/motorbike in an accident? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Sang karaoke? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? ...yes&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a rooftop?... Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes?...No&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?... Yes&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head?... No&lt;br /&gt;Blacked out from drinking? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Played a prank on someone?... Yes&lt;br /&gt;Felt like killing someone? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Tripped on mushrooms? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten alligator meat? ...No&lt;br /&gt;Eaten cheesecake? ...YES&lt;br /&gt;Still love someone you shouldn't? ... No&lt;br /&gt;Think about the future? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love? ...Yes&lt;br /&gt;Sleep on a certain side of the bed? ...Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag tfl, jummy, lost world, jamash, batty!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5428743326986956471?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5428743326986956471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5428743326986956471&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5428743326986956471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5428743326986956471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-2.html' title='Tagged 2'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4818612109643457543</id><published>2009-02-27T12:13:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:20:47.446+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Guys update!!!</title><content type='html'>hey there my fellow bloggers who read.. yes, i know u sneak up here to read what i write, but are too  shy to comment.. hehe!! no probs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, life is hectic.. so much going on, tests coming up.. alhamdulillah i think we passed a big test that God had for us!! so its all well now, God loves us a lot, I know that, He never means bad for us, and alls cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my valentines gift.. yoohoo.. i got an HTC touch pro.. yippee!!!! it was so random!! i love it, n i love him.. hehe.. he loves me too :!!!: heheh.. and what else, yep, last night was good.. i had a lot fun, a relaxation from this world that was never there.. i talked to my bro. in pakiland for quite a couple of minutes and it was tremendous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that eating a bihari kabab roll and dahi puri under the chilly wind and dusky sky with ur soulmate is great!! I can never forget our mini picnic at Mamzar beach, with beach chairs sprawled .. slight drizzle to keep the flow, nihari and bihari kabab.. and us two!!!! :) mashaAllah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, and the poem on that card, i which i could share, but tis too personal meant just for me... so i m sorry!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have quite a busy wknd! hope its all as good as i want it to be!!!&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4818612109643457543?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4818612109643457543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4818612109643457543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4818612109643457543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4818612109643457543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/02/guys-update.html' title='Guys update!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1255405863181771950</id><published>2009-02-03T22:46:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:50:00.843+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you!</title><content type='html'>i miss you so much.. i just wanna dig myself in ur arms so that i m in a world of tranquil!!&lt;br /&gt;i really love you n miss you too much. i cant even express it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want you!!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i donno, i feel maybe u can read all this, i still aint sure... but its a relief for me to write&lt;br /&gt;i knowu know what i feel..&lt;br /&gt;today when there is so much for me to share witrh u, the happiness n the joy, i just cant!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1255405863181771950?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1255405863181771950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1255405863181771950&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1255405863181771950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1255405863181771950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4781489302227294438</id><published>2009-01-18T23:10:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:15:02.720+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>the night riders!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Salima Khatoon looked appreciatevely at Meena. Meena.. her youngest of three daughters and two sons. Meena, the prettiest of her children. Meena held Sunbul in one hand and her feeder in the other. Sunbul looked tentatively at Meena.. All three were gathered in Salima Khatoon's room and Salima knew that the one thing that most definitely puts Sunbul to sleep is rocking her to the sweetest rhyme of all times.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby baby so ja laal palang pe soja&lt;br /&gt;ammi abbu ayen gay, lal khilonay layen gay!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Salima sang, Meena joined her and they put lil sumbulina to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Meena had always been a late sleeper, n early riser.. weird but thats how she was. Salima and Meena talk nineteen to the dozen before they sleep.. today also Meena was in a chitter chatter mood, and salima couldn't say no to her sweet Meena.. Meena needed someone to talk to and Salima is, was and would always be there for her.. as Meena buzzed, Salima couldnt help but notice her arm gestures.. slender, and slim, they were perfect, they looked so awesome on her wedding day.. mehendi till the elbow.. and maroon n gold bangles were the perfect add on for her slender arms. Her jawline, so smooth that one would just wanna touch it to feel that jawlines could also be so pretty.. her hair.. auburn brown, silky but ruffled, clamped with a scrunchie and a bang falling out of it.. Meena was the perfect girl any man could ever desire for.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ma.. u know madamae Rukhsana??? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not really"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maaaa.. the same one who met u in the workshop"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Haan haan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was good to see Meena talk abt madame Rukhsana.. as a student Meena  would never wish to be spending her free time in studies.. and now with one yr old sumbulina as they called her.. she was in the mood of continuing her studies.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life had taken its turn for the worse for Meena .. even if it hadnt, and precisely it hadnt, as God is the all knowing.. Meena, the most beautiful girl in the family .. married to the rich n handsome Ahsan.. was not able to enjoy life with Ahsan.. they couldnt go along together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salimas heart throbbed with pain.. she couldnt bear to see the sweetest of her children in such depression... which was depression ac to her.. Her heart pinched her from within when she saw girls as old as Meena and some younger than her happily indulged in lives. A mother is a mother afterall. One who experiences the bliss of marriage could never bear 2 see her daughter in such pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the night Meena arrived, they beacme the nite riders!!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4781489302227294438?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4781489302227294438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4781489302227294438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4781489302227294438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4781489302227294438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-riders.html' title='the night riders!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6141458301711080455</id><published>2009-01-08T15:03:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:26:46.154+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>memories!</title><content type='html'>hey there!!&lt;br /&gt;my own privvy lil space!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah!!&lt;br /&gt;i donno why today i m remembering all that went on some three to 5 to eight yrs ago!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i have to achieve those records.. without u there to praise me!!! could anything in the world be better than showin u my grade book!!!???? nope!!!! mom, missin u.. seems just like yesterday, when my name was in the papers.. God!!! just when i didnt even did well.. i mean, without u i was pathetic frankly.. i hardly studied.. thanks to S,T, S and H who were brilliant with me... you loved my grades..u surely did.. it had always been my wish to make u proud of me..i think i did! i miss my friends tho.. its true i have new friends.. my best friend is with me.. but that will not stop me from missing S, S and H!!!&lt;br /&gt;and .. i think i cant write morer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later.. not now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6141458301711080455?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6141458301711080455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6141458301711080455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6141458301711080455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6141458301711080455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html' title='memories!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1466997997278552221</id><published>2008-12-21T17:08:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:56:18.600+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Rabb dikhta hai!! yaara mei kya karoon!!!</title><content type='html'>Tujh mein Rabb dikhta hai, yaara mein kya karoon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so agree with this line.. Allah has recommended us to creat Godly qualities in us!! so this goes with it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though sajday wali baat kuch ajeeb hai!! kaheen shirk na ho jaye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khair..&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------is ke ilawa.. hmm i just love typing roman urdu!!! its immense fun.. donno why, but considering chaps out there may hav trouble m stickin to English.. i'm so out of reading n all that at times i feel i m losing all my vocab n all!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what!! my letter got published.. yoohoooo!!! it s a small step out of the 1000 step ladder.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;dream cum true...&lt;br /&gt;so i m concentratin on reading.. used to be an avid reader!!!! got so many books from london.. did i mention i went out!!?? :P london, paris, milano, venice, zurich!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was totally fabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each place now holds a special place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can not forget the snow in switz!! the snow fights we had... ooohoohhohoooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;havin that sno in my glove cladded hand was a feeling, blv me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant walk our foot tours in paris.. booty legs!! fur coats.. wet roads... benches on the pavements!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wat abt the rainy rainy weather in london... dont i just miss it???? course i do!! but home is home.. i love being back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. the books, well.. one is totally awesome... i'll keep posting anecdotes frm it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for the first one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my 100th cute ramble!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1466997997278552221?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1466997997278552221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1466997997278552221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1466997997278552221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1466997997278552221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/rabb-dikhta-hai-yaara-mei-kya-karoon.html' title='Rabb dikhta hai!! yaara mei kya karoon!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-973081378385423254</id><published>2008-10-26T21:17:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:45:52.523+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karachi-ism'/><title type='text'>yaadein!!</title><content type='html'>some things in life never return.. some people in life never revert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats precisely what i've learned in 23 yrs of what we call life.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get so nosalgic that its hard to hold back myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat chaat lotsa times, but its never equivalent to that chaat that i shared with you.. i have gone shopping so many times.. but its so not the same without you.. i have had headaches on and off, they never get that better as they did when u kept ur hand on my forehead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old times.. i miss goin out with u book shopping.. wowiee.. i have all the best sellers.. u urged me to read. and today i cant part with them.. gosh, i have minimised reading!! u told me to read afshan.. it was the first urdu novel that i took to reading.. and since then, i developed an interest in urdu novels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing is the same.. i had your love... i cud do anything with it.. after you, you left me to someone who is loving too.. but i cant stop missing you... i just cant come out of the past.. i love karachi so much, not bc its a third world city, but because it has my past right there.. in the streets, my bed room, the kitchen, our lawn, my cats.. they all hold a special memory for me.. there is something in each of them, an essenc which reminds me of the fabulous childhood and teenage i had!! the awesome time that i spent with you.. and today, when i m happy, i want u to be here, and see me.. smiling.. behind the tears!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-973081378385423254?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/973081378385423254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=973081378385423254&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/973081378385423254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/973081378385423254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/10/yaadein.html' title='yaadein!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-9096413224788232633</id><published>2008-10-19T20:10:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:14:19.416+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>ooooohhhh.. the joy!!!</title><content type='html'>If someone loves you so much, so much so muchhh that they care for ur slightest wishes, your desired pleasures, your awaited dreams, can you not forgive n forget their past mistakes.. i m sure u can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-9096413224788232633?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9096413224788232633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=9096413224788232633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9096413224788232633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9096413224788232633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooooohhhh-joy.html' title='ooooohhhh.. the joy!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-7837499790919358223</id><published>2008-10-03T14:59:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:24:28.886+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Eid ka din aur eid ki raat!!!! :)</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Eid mubarakk... haha.. wishin on the third day of Eid.. but well.. was busy enjoying eid with family.. n him.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day was amazing.. went for long long drive.. enjoyed.. second day went bowling.. chand raat also was fun.. applied henna.. slept late.. woke up early and then waited for him to come home from eid namaz it was all so good!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess what heres my eidiyahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly fantabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SOYAUJdQIPI/AAAAAAAAADk/eB_VuoPBZLU/s1600-h/abbybday+auction+scrable+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SOYAUJdQIPI/AAAAAAAAADk/eB_VuoPBZLU/s320/abbybday+auction+scrable+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252886361510256882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SOYAvJSaBKI/AAAAAAAAADs/DvR7shgrtQA/s1600-h/abbybday+auction+scrable+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SOYAvJSaBKI/AAAAAAAAADs/DvR7shgrtQA/s320/abbybday+auction+scrable+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252886825321235618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-7837499790919358223?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7837499790919358223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=7837499790919358223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7837499790919358223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7837499790919358223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-ka-din-aur-eid-ki-raat.html' title='Eid ka din aur eid ki raat!!!! :)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SOYAUJdQIPI/AAAAAAAAADk/eB_VuoPBZLU/s72-c/abbybday+auction+scrable+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-9152300024871472358</id><published>2008-09-22T17:03:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:07:14.071+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karachi-ism'/><title type='text'>Karachii</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I get asked why do I love Karachi so much!! And I am at a loss of words with them!! How often can you tell people that the only reason sometimes someone needs to go to a city in a third world country is family n ties that bind you!! how often can you tell them that your mother resides in her grave there.. and how can you tell that you miss the misty smell of the mud on that grave.. that you know the one place which has the ability to absorb tears is that mud!!! that the only location that holds all those memories is there!! wish people understand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time nears by, I feel so excited.. Karachi i love you, and Karachi! I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;I miss those evenings, I miss those tea times that I had with my lives right in your centre!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-9152300024871472358?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9152300024871472358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=9152300024871472358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9152300024871472358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9152300024871472358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/09/karachii.html' title='Karachii'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2952837428336139433</id><published>2008-09-10T14:14:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:27:12.594+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Passion!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SMegozR7xQI/AAAAAAAAADE/y23Z0AQaisg/s1600-h/blogging+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SMegozR7xQI/AAAAAAAAADE/y23Z0AQaisg/s320/blogging+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244336913916871938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SMeecuKxBJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/m1guVehi5YE/s1600-h/blogging+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SMeecuKxBJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/m1guVehi5YE/s320/blogging+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244334507362944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my latest funda, passion, tashan.. whatever u wanna call it.. its BADMINTON!!!!! WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rocks.. i just love playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres our stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;i used to play badmin. for 25 minutes daily wen in hi skool.. wow.. that was immense fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i wanna play now..&lt;br /&gt;out..&lt;br /&gt;to hitting the birdie!!1&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2952837428336139433?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2952837428336139433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2952837428336139433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2952837428336139433'/><link rel='self' 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term='shayeri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>for ss!!!!</title><content type='html'>i always contemplate the lyrics of any song, qawwali, whatever it is.. its not just the rythm.. the words count..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here goes... something i loved as a child, and something i loved as a youth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay (after having met you, I have changed somewhat)&lt;br /&gt;Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay (I've started reading poetry, humming to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehlay mashhoor thi, apni sanjeedgi (first I was well-known for my seriousness)&lt;br /&gt;Ub to jab daykhiyeah muskuranay lagay (now everytime I'm seen smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay&lt;br /&gt;Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum ko logo say milnay ka kab shouq tha (when was I ever interested in socializing)&lt;br /&gt;Mehfil araii ka, kab hamay zouq tha (in gatherings, and relish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap kay wastay hum nay yeah bhi kia (for you, I even did this)&lt;br /&gt;Milnay julnay lagay, aanay janay lagay (started mingling, started going out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay&lt;br /&gt;Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum nay jab aap ki daykhe dilchaspiyaan (when I came to know your jolly interests)&lt;br /&gt;Aagaye jab hum mein bhi tabdeliyean (even I changed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik musawwir say ho gaye dosti (I made friends with an artist)&lt;br /&gt;Aur ghazalein bhi sun’nay suna’nay lagay (and started listening and reciting poetry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap ke baray mein pooch baytha koi (when someone asked about you)&lt;br /&gt;Kia kahein hum say kia badhawasi howi (what can I say, I become very nervous.. hobble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehnay wali jo thi, baat wo na kahi (instead of saying what I was suppose to)&lt;br /&gt;Baat jo thi chupani, batanay lagay (I revealed what I was supposed to hide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishq bayghar karay, ishq bayghar karay (love makes you homeless, love makes you homeless)&lt;br /&gt;Ishq ka such mein koi thikana nahi (truly there is no home for love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum jo kal tak thikanay kay thay aadmi (until yesterday, I used to have a place)&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke kaisay thikanay lagay (after meeting you, look how I've become homeless) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehlay mashhoor thi, apni sanjeedgi&lt;br /&gt;Ub to jab daykhiyeah muskuranay lagay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay&lt;br /&gt;Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the one i recently started liking ever since it was sung to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what words.. awesum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu Bhi Daikhay Agar To Kahay Hum Nasheen&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisa Daikha Nahi Khoobsurat Koi&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay Jantaa Ki Moorat Koi&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay Nigaahon Pay Jaado Koi&lt;br /&gt;Jism Naghma Koi, Jism Khushboo Koi&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay Machalti Hoi Raagni&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay Mehekti Hoi Chandni&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay Khilta Hoi Aik Chaman&lt;br /&gt;Jism Jaisay K Sooraj Ki Pehli Kiran&lt;br /&gt;Jism Tarsha Hoa Dilkash O Dilnasheen&lt;br /&gt;Sandali Sandali, Marmari Marmari&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Ek Phool Ki Tarah Shaadaab Hai&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Uska Hai Ya Koi Mehtaab Hai&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Jaise Ghazal, Chehra Jaan E Ghazal&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Jaise Kali, Chehra Jaise Kanwal&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Jaise Tasawwar Bhi Tasveer Bhi&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Ek Khwaab Bhi, Chehra Taabeer Bhi&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Koi Alif Laila Ki Dastaan&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Ek Pal Yaqeen, Chehra Ek Pal Gumaan&lt;br /&gt;Chehra Jaisa Ki Chehra Kaheen Bhi Naheen&lt;br /&gt;Maahroo Maahroo, Mehjabeen Mehjabeen&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Daikhe To Mein Daikhta Reh Gaya&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Ya Makaday Ka Do Baad Hein&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein In Ko Kahoon Ya Kahoon Khuwaab Hein&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Neechi Huwi To Haya Bun Gayi&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Unchi Howi To Dua Bun Gayi&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Uth Ker Jhuki To Ada Bun Gayi&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Jhuk Ker Uthi To Qaza? Qada Bun Gayi&lt;br /&gt;Aankhein Jin Mein Qaid Aasman O Zameen&lt;br /&gt;Nargisi Nargisi, Surmayi Surmayi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zulf E Janaan Ki Bhi Lambi Hai Daastan&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Ki Mairay Dil Per Hein Parchiyaan&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Jaisay K Umdi Howi Ho Ghata&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Jaisay K Ho Koi Kaali Bala&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Uljhay To Dunya Pareshaan Ho&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Suljhay To Yeah Deed Aasan Ho&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Bikhray Siyaah Raat Chaanay Lagay&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Lehraye To Raat Janay Lagay&lt;br /&gt;Zulf Zanjeer Hai Phir Bhi Kitni Haseen&lt;br /&gt;Reshmi Reshmi, Amberi, Amberi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi&lt;br /&gt;Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5358219002866257749?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5358219002866257749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5358219002866257749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5358219002866257749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5358219002866257749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-ss.html' title='for ss!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-482979875497029677</id><published>2008-08-31T16:58:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:02:33.748+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIRTHDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>My Special Someone's Birthday Bash!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday SS (special someone)!&lt;br /&gt;may you have lots of happiness prosperity and joy in your life.. and enjoy your life with ur sweet wife! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdy was fun.. his pre bday bash was fun, midnite was fun, and ofcourse SS loved the gift..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you SS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-482979875497029677?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/482979875497029677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=482979875497029677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/482979875497029677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/482979875497029677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-special-someones-birthday-bash.html' title='My Special Someone&apos;s Birthday Bash!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6198853382862404473</id><published>2008-08-22T23:10:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:18:44.770+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Shukr Alhamdulillah!!!</title><content type='html'>Really.. God is great!!!!!!! no doubts in that, and should never be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hopin everythin goes fine..&lt;br /&gt;had a lots fun :P:P last couple of days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we went to wild wadi, the awesome waterpark in my city.. it was super duper amazing.. then thursday nite bowling nite.. hehe.. we rocked.. he plays too good!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today that is friday.. we .. went to play games.. those video games, and air hockey!!!! aaahhh funnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, n i have  asurprise for a special someone!!!! i just hope it works out goooo00o0o00oDDDdddD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6198853382862404473?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6198853382862404473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6198853382862404473&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6198853382862404473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6198853382862404473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/08/shukr-alhamdulillah.html' title='Shukr Alhamdulillah!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. even watched The Dark Knight.. it was terrifically fantabulous!!!loved it..&lt;br /&gt;and there was this movie p.s i luv u.. i so wanted 2 watch it.. so we started watchign it.. and the beginning was total crap.. weird to be precise.. so it wasnt good atleast in the beginning.. any reviews wud be appreciated!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4782586446134291921?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4782586446134291921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4782586446134291921&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4782586446134291921'/><link rel='self' 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term='us'/><title type='text'>Humara Kismet Konnection!!!</title><content type='html'>Kaash ke kismet konnection release hone se pehle mein ne apna aur jani ka kismet konnection ka script likha hota.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waqayii her kisi ka kisi ke saath kismet konnection hota hai..&lt;br /&gt;her koi kisi ke liye aksar lucky hota hai.. aur aap mere liye lucky ho!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4667724910986547058?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4667724910986547058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4667724910986547058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-789953054299980058?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/789953054299980058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=789953054299980058&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/789953054299980058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/789953054299980058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/07/pixxxx.html' title='pixxxx'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SHzrJCybCmI/AAAAAAAAABw/SmH99hEvyvw/s72-c/P6260967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4249483249317350461</id><published>2008-07-15T21:44:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:54:47.824+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Achha laga!! sachha laga..</title><content type='html'>Dheeray se yun tera meri zindagi mein aana.. achha laga.. sachha laga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he never took her out!! all his trips to abroad were just his..she was too busy.. with kids. life and most of all his home!!! but all his packing was done by her! she did it from the needle to the trimmer.. it was her job.. and he was least bothered.. he was sure she'll put everything in and she did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life changes.. as it always does.. sometimes at a time which we dont like!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had to go.. all of a sudden leaving behind everything for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today as he dragged his suitcase on the trolley little did anybody know what he was going through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i looked at him and his suitcase.. somehow i figured it out!it was sad and heart breaking... sometimes there is so much pain inside that u cant see it on the face.. u can just feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad flash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4249483249317350461?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4249483249317350461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4249483249317350461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4249483249317350461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4249483249317350461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/07/achha-laga-sachha-laga.html' title='Achha laga!! sachha laga..'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-64123006461126816</id><published>2008-06-09T06:42:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:33:43.591+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Token of love!</title><content type='html'>hey there people!! to all those who r reading... please leave behind a comment so that i know what i m writing is atleast being read!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just got some beautiful bangles from my better half! n they are gorgeous!!&lt;br /&gt;i am uploadin pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SEyjsONdGGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BRbh8FLe1Ow/s1600-h/apa+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SEyjsONdGGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BRbh8FLe1Ow/s320/apa+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209718849084921954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always lved kanch ki chooriyaan.. :) i know, girly.. anyways.. back to the point.. not so much when i was teenage, but after that.. hehe.. mashaAllah my bangle box is now full. aur jab un mein se kuch kharaab ho jayein i feel like replacing that same colour again..&lt;br /&gt;life is like a bangle box, u want all the colours and all the styles to make it attractive. and broken bangles spoil the look, same like in life.. broken relationships give an ugly look.. they only hurt u when u put them on, scratch ur arm.. and blood flows.. argh.. my hand the real one has often been scarred bc of bangles which break in the midst of puttin them on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SEykJxkgPhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2fbGw7Fuwt8/s1600-h/apa+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SEykJxkgPhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2fbGw7Fuwt8/s320/apa+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209719356793044498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-64123006461126816?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/64123006461126816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-9218208049075747838</id><published>2008-05-28T23:24:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:26:39.274+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Maa</title><content type='html'>loved it since i first heard it..&lt;br /&gt;even today jab bhi dil chahta hay ke koi baat sunei jiske samnay ro peroon.. i listen to this.. seems like i am talking to u mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Meri Maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bheed Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe&lt;br /&gt;Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Maa&lt;br /&gt;Bhej Na Itna Door Mujkko Tu&lt;br /&gt;Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Maa&lt;br /&gt;Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jab Bhi Kabhi Papa Mujhe&lt;br /&gt;Jo Zor Se Jhoola Jhulate Hain Maa&lt;br /&gt;Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe&lt;br /&gt;Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Thaamegi Maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unse Main Yeh Kehta Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Par Main Seham Jaata Hoon Maa&lt;br /&gt;Chehre Pe Aana Deta Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Dil Hi Dil Mein Ghabraata Hoon Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Hai Naa Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Meri Maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe Sab Hain Pata,,Meri Maa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6551549137005216608</id><published>2008-04-24T23:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:52:30.934+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Books, and even more books!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Books books and even more books!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books were a part of me.. there was a time, sorry not juts a time, all the time.. when i was so engrossed in books that i barely blinked while reading.. i loved reading so much, it became a passion!! and then i moved away from reading when i indulged more in life.. but i still have a passion for reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. guess what, this year on my birthday i rcvd 3 books.. and i wanted them badly.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of thems Shantaram.. good.. not yet completed though&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of Tea.. awesome book&lt;br /&gt;and Brida by the famous alchemist writer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with books i always like the names of book store.. back in karachi i loved liberty books.. goign there with Mom looking around books.. and then her buying me fresh from the press books was an experience i can never forget.. coming to think of it, i have had all the fun i could have asked for.. goign there in the evening.. surfing through the leaves of books, and then making  a selection of what to buy was amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this bookstore.. mr. old books which was equally nice.. i still go there.. when i am in pakistan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that there was paramount books.. and Ferozsons.. aahh.. memories fresh as ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here in dubai.. i love magrudy's like anything.. one of my bday books come from magrudys and 2 form liberty.. i m glad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m glad i love reading...&lt;br /&gt;books rock.. and are still a part of my life!! and me a part of their sales.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6551549137005216608?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6551549137005216608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6551549137005216608&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6551549137005216608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6551549137005216608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2008/04/books-and-even-more-books.html' title='Books, and even more books!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5574989730613943530</id><published>2008-02-03T14:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:02:07.076+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;there are many more to come, whether someones alive or not, present or not, their birth day stays.. and so does yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this reminds of all those beautiful birthdays u had..of that last chocolate cake which came as a surprise.. that gift, that foto frame, and those candles that i had lit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;miss you!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wish God had given me a chance to celebrate ur birthday once more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5574989730613943530?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5574989730613943530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5574989730613943530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5574989730613943530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mann ko mann se alag rekha&lt;br /&gt;apni baatein apne dil mein dabaeen&lt;br /&gt;apni khushiyaan kisi aur mehfil mein banteen&lt;br /&gt;is dil ko veeran rekha&lt;br /&gt;aur kaha ke tum se pyar hua hay&lt;br /&gt;haan shayed yeh bhee koi sa pyar hay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D lame attempt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5877110797427212189?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5877110797427212189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5877110797427212189&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5877110797427212189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5877110797427212189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/11/title-less.html' title='title less!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-526455407337203164</id><published>2007-11-10T19:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:07:34.408+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I donno where to start from!!!</title><content type='html'>okay, i think i've become bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;i've totally neglected my blog which i used to frequent every day a yr ago!! atleast twice a week..  sighsss&lt;br /&gt;donno why i dunnit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog had been my friend at the most desperate of times.. my listener when i wanted to talk.. and my secret keeper when i cudnt share stuff with any live person.. a shoulder i could cry upon.. i really took solace in the blog.. thank God, its not a living talking person, otherwise it would have thought i ditched it.. but i didn't ditch it.. i somehow got busy, very busy.. life took turns.. and today i m not the same person as i was yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the blogging bizness.. (&lt;------- look at my spelling!!!) now what do i write... okie.. so iran was good!!! it was an overall nice experience!!! besides!!! i beagn reading again!! reading is so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. yes.. i took to watching movies as well.. sumtimes its fun, n sumtimes not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i started the entry in an altogether different mood.. and now my moods changed..&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-526455407337203164?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/526455407337203164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=526455407337203164&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/526455407337203164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/526455407337203164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-donno-where-to-start-from.html' title='I donno where to start from!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3077280195808705708</id><published>2007-10-10T12:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:18:49.807+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iran'/><title type='text'>Leaving.. Khuda Hafiz</title><content type='html'>salam guys &lt;br /&gt;this time i m takin out the sole two minutes required to let ya know that i am off to Iran inshaAllah for ziyarat. :)&lt;br /&gt;i just wish we reach there safely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so .. &lt;br /&gt;till then &lt;br /&gt;Khuda hafiz&lt;br /&gt;and dont be naughty..lol.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3077280195808705708?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3077280195808705708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3077280195808705708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3077280195808705708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3077280195808705708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/10/leaving-khuda-hafiz.html' title='Leaving.. Khuda Hafiz'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1681275377218341157</id><published>2007-09-13T21:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:00:12.846+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Mah-e-Ramadhan Mubarak!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ramadhan Kareem Mubarak to all ya ppl out there!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the arrival of shahr Ramadhan, something feels amiss.. some people say you can't miss something that is yours, as its yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss lots of things, lots of stuff.. lots of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you waking me up for sehrii.. and i miss me putting the blanket over my head so that i just dont get out of the cosy blanket.. i was bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss it.. you'd come again to wake me up.. finally i wud get up!!!!! couldnt miss sehrii.. and if i dint get up, u were so good, u'd give m e water on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that sehrii&lt;br /&gt;when sometimes only the two of us would be having sehrii, all the family members would have done it at midnite.. it was fun.. i relish, and cherish each n every moment spent with you!!! life moves ahead, i don't.. i go back.. trace my own footsteps.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant any love in the world be like that?? its just one of its own kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always wanted to see the moon together.. i blv thats where i got my love of seeing every moon, be it of the first nite, or the 14th..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life would be so different if only u were around.. i wud have applied henna to ur hands before eid.. my stance: i wont apply if u dont.. then, i'd take your hand, and apply... u never said no... then why did u say it that tiem when u had to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may Allah bless all ppl this month, all marhums.. n all pppl living as well. Ameen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1681275377218341157?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1681275377218341157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1681275377218341157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1681275377218341157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1681275377218341157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/09/mah-e-ramadhan-mubarak.html' title='Mah-e-Ramadhan Mubarak!!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8005298409785458292</id><published>2007-08-31T14:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:33:29.546+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIRTHDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>SALGIRAH HAY BOLO, BOLO NA!!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET HEART!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE,&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;LA LA LA LA LAA LAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU ALL THE BEST IN LIFE, TODAY, TOMORROW AND FOREVER, &lt;br /&gt;AND WISH YOU A LONG HEALTHY LIFE, &lt;br /&gt;AND A BEAUTIFUL LOVELY LIFE WITH YOUR SWEET WIFE!! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8005298409785458292?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8005298409785458292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8005298409785458292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8005298409785458292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8005298409785458292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/08/salgirah-hay-bolo-bolo-na.html' title='SALGIRAH HAY BOLO, BOLO NA!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8438653937973015243</id><published>2007-08-13T15:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:19:54.117+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m so happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been one yr of getting hooked..&lt;br /&gt;may God bless us always!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ameen..&lt;br /&gt;it was all so cool.. i had all my stuff planned since i was in khi.. it was good giving a surprise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8438653937973015243?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8438653937973015243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8438653937973015243&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8438653937973015243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8438653937973015243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-7810643798499317938</id><published>2007-07-21T16:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T17:16:13.079+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karachi-ism'/><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>hii there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was one hectic day.. not coz i went out, but the electricity went out!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i being an early bird today, got up, and sat out in he so called sun, there were quite a few clouds over head. and then, i went down thet nostalgic lane.. last yr, abt this time, thatis july 20th, i was planning to get married.. then also, i used to sit out, and think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, then also i was making plans to leave, packing stuff and so on.. about to leave one family and mingle into another!! and now i cant wait to get back, perhaps coz its gonna be my first anniversary.. (wedding, ofcourse.. :P) i donno, but i want to be there before it somehow.. i think i never asked God for a long life for me, but now i pray to God that i live to see this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else is new.. so many days have passed, justa  few more left, i know i'll miss my brothers once i leave khi.. God bless them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, karachi is good.. (this goes out for jummy)&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to post pix.. inshaAllah&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is sunday, we plan to go out for some wacky rides.. and today is saturday, theres wedding season goin' on, so me off to a wedding as well tonite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya folks soon&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-7810643798499317938?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7810643798499317938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=7810643798499317938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7810643798499317938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/7810643798499317938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='update!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2237526102595361618</id><published>2007-07-16T23:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:01:25.934+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pakistan'/><title type='text'>Vacationing and gone!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so my bad once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for Karachi amidst so much excitement, a bit of sorrow, lots of joy upon seeing family, that I totally lost control of the single 2 minutes i needed to tell you guys i m off to Pakistan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am in Karachi beating the heat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came here.. my two cousins got married, had a hell of time enjoying shadiyaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then girls from my school almost my age.. their mom passed away.. inna lillahi wa inna elayhi rajeoon.. the most unreliable thing in life is life itself! one of my cosuin had a baby boy 2 mths ago, i remember calling her for congrats and then meeting the new born.. and today i was sorry upon his passing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so weird! time is  so strange!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karachi is same old.. i love the off street bun kababs, french fries, and gannay ka rus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2237526102595361618?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2237526102595361618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2237526102595361618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2237526102595361618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2237526102595361618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacationing-and-gone.html' title='Vacationing and gone!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6983328638558754556</id><published>2007-06-18T15:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:10:34.798+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down in dumps'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi,&lt;br /&gt;how entirely cheesed off u feel when the sum1 u care for doesnt care abt u a bitttt????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6983328638558754556?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6983328638558754556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6983328638558754556&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6983328638558754556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6983328638558754556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi-how-entirely-cheesed-off-u-feel-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5076655038786830372</id><published>2007-06-15T20:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:16:13.655+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>vacationing n back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/RnLyjklQEtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Si5OpUY3A3w/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/RnLyjklQEtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Si5OpUY3A3w/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076386422929232594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/RnLxz0lQEsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7x2LEPLRq90/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/RnLxz0lQEsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7x2LEPLRq90/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076385602590479042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought no one was missin me, or my blog.. but ehy hey, sumone was missing.. :P and hence heres my long awaited post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where was i??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a honeymoon, with my soul mate.. where else.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back early june, and then my bro. n his wife were here as well.. so i was bz bee with them, then they left.. and then had other guests, they are leavin tonite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought of bloggin to let u guys out there know that i m alive, n kicking.. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;oh, before i forget, lemme tell ya all.. i went to malaysia. had singapore in line too, but couldnt make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all so cool.. i loved the trip.. loved the experience, loved travelling.. loved everything, it was mashaAllah fantastic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.. yeah, we managed to finish three dvds, fully loaded with pics and videos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inshaAllah, i'll be posting pics of the places..  and will be writing each and every bit of malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stay tuned, till then see this.. :P&lt;br /&gt;byeess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5076655038786830372?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5076655038786830372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5076655038786830372&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5076655038786830372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5076655038786830372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/06/vacationing-n-back.html' title='vacationing n back!!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/RnLyjklQEtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Si5OpUY3A3w/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5578839722525941024</id><published>2007-05-13T20:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:58:49.053+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today what i am, i am because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i miss you.. thinking that you were there for so many ppl, and me.. when today i feel that i need you to share the burden of my happiness, you just aren't there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like asking why mee?? i mean why me.. why do i miss u so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i began cherishing all the lovely times we spent together, from gettin up early and frying samosas for our breakfast, to walking in the park in evening, and later on enjoying corn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss it.. i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;because u r the bestest mom in this world, n no one can ever love me as much as u do, except God.&lt;br /&gt;i love you mom.. i really miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never ever said good bye to you.. i just couldnt bring myself to do it. i never knew that once u r leaving the house for hospital, u'll never come back.. never.. why?? my own trust that u would come back, it shattered the day u left.. i can now never make myself believe anything.. so strong was my belief that u will come back mom from the hosp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life would have been so much different mom if only u were here... i remember askin u before each exam, what grade i would get. u always said it right.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was sweet with you.. he tells me take life as it is now. he says what was past was surely good, but dont forget the present.. but no one knows how my present is linked with my past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5578839722525941024?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5578839722525941024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5578839722525941024&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5578839722525941024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5578839722525941024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-679308212427473028</id><published>2007-05-05T20:19:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:29:06.737+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwritten!!</title><content type='html'>I want to write, but my pen can not pen it.. its only to be felt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a despair.. there are words going around in my mind, through my heart, which I simply can't etch here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till I get to write aLL of that, I won''t be at ease...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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(kind of ..)</title><content type='html'>Hiii once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, if you were asked how much do u detest when sumone hides something from you, delibrately, undelibrately, intentionally, unintentionally, and considering that that sumone is one of your really close associate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a scale of 0 to 10, 0 being not at all, to 10 being all the time, how would you rate your detest for them..????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it ought to be 9.999999, but since these are discrete no.s hence, i wont be ratin it 9.9999999..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;on a &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;serious note, since its coming from sumone close, i'd say 9.. not 10, coz of unintentional behaviour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need a good response..&lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;br /&gt;byeeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3399544089430865961?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3399544089430865961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3399544089430865961&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3399544089430865961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3399544089430865961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/04/serious-topic-kind-of.html' title='Serious Topic.. (kind of ..)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5299481281277273119</id><published>2007-04-20T11:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:54:57.606+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of Men and (Wo)men!!!</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I just thought I'd be a bit more regular in blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I found this &lt;a href="http://evilaches.wordpress.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Men always want to be a woman’s first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about things. What we want is to be a man’s last romance&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one, have always heard the opposite, and have seen it go that way too, that men want to be a woman's last love, and women wanting to be man's first love.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whay do u guys think??(i.e, if u do think actually =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, what else.. hmm.. i m missing my best friend, this post goes out to my bestest friend!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5299481281277273119?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5299481281277273119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5299481281277273119&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5299481281277273119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5299481281277273119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-men-and-women.html' title='Of Men and (Wo)men!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5141641136472200890</id><published>2007-04-18T23:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:48:04.657+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Cosby!!!!!!!!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrLyySpKWSw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrLyySpKWSw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic video, must say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown so addicted to The Cosby Show, I wish I just keep on watching it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5141641136472200890?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5141641136472200890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5141641136472200890&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5141641136472200890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5141641136472200890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/04/cosby.html' title='Cosby!!!!!!!!!! :)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6569180224339229602</id><published>2007-04-07T14:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:44:51.552+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My Visual DNA !!!! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1F575B0E.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-0455EFC.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5CA8BFBC.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1CC3FA29.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-177C0BDC.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_71114A35.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-63B0E5ED.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-68DE05A9.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3DA9302E.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_494EB337.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-B246206.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=GO-GETTER&amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=NEW WAVE PURITAN&amp;uid=195372-a687&amp;srv=iwebhd5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=195372-a687&amp;srv=iwebhd5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6569180224339229602?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6569180224339229602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6569180224339229602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6569180224339229602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6569180224339229602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title='My Visual DNA !!!! :-)'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-2073109185221998364</id><published>2007-04-01T09:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:41:34.288+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moi B'day!!! :P</title><content type='html'>okay, so I turn 22 today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and though bit by bit, I am growing old.. I don't feel an inch old.. I am still the kid at heart.. I recall saying in &lt;a href="http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/03/memories.html"&gt;Memories&lt;/a&gt; that I am no more the kid.. I somehow do feel like it.. I really don't  know when I'll be finally growing out of the kid that is in me.. they say, boorhay bachchay baraber hotay hayn.. I am not boorhee exactly.. but somehow this childishness gets on my nerves, as well as I blv on other ppl's nerves too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what else.. hmm... well, lets see how the day goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me.. Ameen..&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-2073109185221998364?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2073109185221998364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=2073109185221998364&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2073109185221998364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/2073109185221998364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/04/moi-bday-p.html' title='Moi B&apos;day!!! :P'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6084205080036429103</id><published>2007-03-25T12:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:53:58.116+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged .Again.</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by &lt;a href="http://floo-ness.blogspot.com"&gt;Floo&lt;/a&gt; on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: “Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 weird habits/secrets…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to keep secrets..&lt;br /&gt;2. If I see someone laughing at a time when they shouldn't be, I uncontrollably join in.. :O&lt;br /&gt;3. I dislike it when someone has to speak and they take too long to utter..&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't stand it when electronic appliances get stuck somehow.&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate watching movies alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. I can read books that I"ve read before as many times as I wish..(if they're super duper interesting)&lt;br /&gt;7. I am called April fool.. cuz of my d.o.b&lt;br /&gt;8. I love cartoons..&lt;br /&gt;9. I am not weird. henceI am just writing nine points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;I tag all commentors and bloggers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khuda Hafiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6084205080036429103?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6084205080036429103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6084205080036429103&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6084205080036429103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6084205080036429103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged .Again.'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-3741623846097651420</id><published>2007-03-13T20:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:26:48.820+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pakistan'/><title type='text'>World Cup 2007 started!</title><content type='html'>Okay.. so the WC '07 has begun with pakistan playing her, and the touney's first match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far its going fine..&lt;br /&gt;the current score is 77/3 WI.. in just 25 overs.. thats half their innings..:d&lt;br /&gt;i wish they play with such a slow run rate till the very end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we win.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-3741623846097651420?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3741623846097651420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=3741623846097651420&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3741623846097651420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/3741623846097651420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/03/world-cup-2007-started.html' title='World Cup 2007 started!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6298824257988768727</id><published>2007-03-07T23:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:27:57.264+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories!!!</title><content type='html'>Hii..&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the 8th of March.. haha.. thanks to my blog entry.. tomorrow is one of my friend's b'day. Hopefully I'm gonna remember it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. so nothing's new.. same old.. same life.. nothing much to blog about either, all I know is time flies, like an eagle.. no, like the speed of light perhaps.. I had this one friend, since like grade 4.. then, she left the school.. still, we remained friends.. but, then she left the country for good, still, we knew each other.. but we had no contact.. she grew, and I grew.. and most of all, technology grew.. and finally thru the web, I came to find her.. :) it was great, when I got the confirmation from her side, that it really is she.. today, mashaAllah she is married.. with a kid.. yesterday, I had a long chat with her.. we talked about far and wide.. how tiem had flown past us. and how life had taken twisty turns..how even after so many years of not seeing each other, we still know whats going on in the other's minds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, yeah, that was it. I still miss her.. we used to sit togethor in the class. lol, i remember how my science teacher used to make us sit on separate benches.. omG.. i miss school too.. i miss the recess time.. I miss the P.T.. yeah, ya'll had P.E.. we had P.T.. and our white joggers for P.T.. uff.. life has changed so much.. I am no more the lil school going girl.. no more the nerdy high school kid, and neither the carefree uni grad..&lt;br /&gt;hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for blogging..&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6298824257988768727?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6298824257988768727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6298824257988768727&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6298824257988768727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6298824257988768727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/03/memories.html' title='Memories!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4831623351963548616</id><published>2007-03-02T10:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:20:29.475+04:00</updated><title type='text'>blogword: Wait!</title><content type='html'>Somewhere on the web, you'll be sure to find blogs that write weekly about a certain topic, of whch I am an avid reader. so i caught up one blog on the word "wait" and though I have never joined this co-act.. i donno but I feel like writing on the word "wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wait, while I write.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic, wait is scary.. I don't like to wait for anything, anyone.. if they/it keeps on delaying itself for no solid reason.. there's no way people could wait so long, they are humans afterall.. sometimes we wait for a bright future.. in persuit of it, at tiems, we get tired, of just waiting and waiting, nothing else going.. now life is not just about waiting.. those who keep others waiting should be more serious about it, yes, they'll wait for you now, but if you keep on doin that they won't wait forever.. it hurts.. and it hurts bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the wait is fruitful, it is fun waiting too.. like mummas who wait for 9 months.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if the wait is for some gross person.. it is terrible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4831623351963548616?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4831623351963548616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4831623351963548616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4831623351963548616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4831623351963548616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogword-wait.html' title='blogword: Wait!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8637156030367821558</id><published>2007-02-07T21:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:58:51.166+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am, but a Wilted Rose!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I am, but a wilted rose,&lt;br /&gt;When u plucked me from the stem,&lt;br /&gt;I was red, in full bloom.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the gardener guiding you..&lt;br /&gt;he had planted me long ago..&lt;br /&gt;when i first opened eyes, i was his first flower,,&lt;br /&gt;but u came and plucked me as if i were a toy in a babyshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;u needed me just so that u had fun pluckin a flower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;how mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i thought i was better off being a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;than  that fake plastic flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;which we often find in huge mansions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;but i realize that i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;and i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;atleast  no one can crumple him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;his fragrance can always be renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;his petals always fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;having that fake water drop over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, i was so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;u crumpled me and threw me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;u sniffed me and that was it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;u loved ur colognes more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;my rosy life ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;the day u threw me in the bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;and  me a rose, expected u to preserve me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;or atleast gift to someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;but i forgot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;that i am but a wilted rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;and you a human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is azad shayerii in english.. :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8637156030367821558?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8637156030367821558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8637156030367821558&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8637156030367821558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8637156030367821558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-but-wilted-rose.html' title='I am, but a Wilted Rose!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-9166569309227687698</id><published>2007-01-24T15:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:09:07.765+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Nostalgic!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, and everyone seems to think yesterday was better than today. I don't think it was, and I would advise you not to wait ten years before admitting today was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Art Buchwald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. if only feeling was as easy as saying.. I guess, no one would be nostalgic!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-9166569309227687698?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9166569309227687698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=9166569309227687698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9166569309227687698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/9166569309227687698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/01/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-1241023266350465287</id><published>2007-01-19T14:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:49:57.480+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>In life, one of two things could happen.. either you get your rights, or you don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u get ur rights, alls well.. but if u don't, then two things would happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either you compromise or u fight for your rights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u compromise, alls well.. but if u don't, then two things could happen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either you lose, or you win..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u win, ofcourse alls well.. but if u lose, only one thing would happen.. its over.. khallas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-1241023266350465287?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1241023266350465287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=1241023266350465287&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1241023266350465287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/1241023266350465287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts..'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-8636565793978477968</id><published>2007-01-10T19:04:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:19:32.701+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Why Did I??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"This ain't exactly fair!!!!!!" She exclaimed as she flunged her bag over her shoulder, and grabbed the mobile phone from the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life's not always fair," he chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But going out at 8 sure is," she seemed exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurry up now.. or you are bound to miss your bus."&lt;br /&gt;"But how could you change my sweet schedule by yourself.. whyyyy??"&lt;br /&gt;"Please dear, for me..."&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, okay.. for you everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they smiled, whole heartedly..&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't find her anywhere.. As she stared at the sign board saying "TechnoDigital Institute", she felt like throwing a big heap of sand over it.. Here she was; at 9 in the mornin' and her tutor was nowhere to be found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'll have to pay for it&lt;/em&gt;. She dialled his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, for your kindliest information my tutor is absent today, would you please pick me up from here in like 20 minutes, I'd be highly obliged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed.. "Hey, grab the next bus home, dear"&lt;br /&gt;"No.. I want you to pick me up.. please"&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, I am busy.. don't you understand"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then why did you reschedule my day??"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess we talked over it.. when you reach home, gimme a call."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, take care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hung up.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;He drove through the streets, listening to the radio.. it was 10a.m. &lt;em&gt;She shoud have reached by now. Then why didn't she call me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its time for the morning news. Today the round-the-city bus that picked students and teachers to and from TechnoDigital Institute crashed with a mini bus just near the institute. 4 men of which 2 were teachers, and 2 were identified as students, along with the only woman in the bus, a student were killed on spot. Police are trying to enquire as to........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't listen to anymore of it. He couldn't believe all that he heard. &lt;em&gt;How could I? Why did I reschedule her day? Why did I not even pick her up from the institute? Why? What had gone wrong with me?? Why did I do this? And she, she left me alone now!!! she can't.. she just can't.. "This isn't exactly fair!!" she had said that earlier, and now he felt like saying that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed his direction of the car, and moved towards the institute. He just felt like going here. He wanted to see her. He knew she wasn't there, but still... his heart urged him to go there.. As he reached the institute, he thought of the cafeteria where they sipped the last time he came to pick her up. He peeked inside the cafeteria. He couldn't believe what his eyes saw. There she was, holding two cups in her two hands, eyes filled with life, vibrant, and that smile when she saw him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew you'd come here.." she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just stared in amazement.. "You!!! Thank you for not catchin that bus.."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?? you told me to catch that bus, but you see, I was waiting for you, I knew that when I wouldn't give you a call, you reach here, for me,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to roll his eyes, but hey, she is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"You don't know how lucky I am to have a person like you as my wife. thanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"What??????? Thanks for not catching the bus.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;He grabbed her by the arm, and took her out.. out just near the accident site..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-8636565793978477968?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8636565793978477968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=8636565793978477968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8636565793978477968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/8636565793978477968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-did-i.html' title='Why Did I??'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5650044899432963230</id><published>2006-12-31T17:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:38:02.861+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid greetings'/><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Happy Eid Mubarak to all of you.. who are readin, skimming and viewing this blog..and to all muslims of the world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Time flies.. the year is about to end tonight.. and 2007 will begin if I live to see it, still some 6 hours left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Karachi walay will have too much fine, fire crackers, late night wanderings.. ooohhh.. it'll be new years eve plus eid raat for them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;In dubai, eid isnt as it is in karachi.. but still its good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;have a nice time eid-ing!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5650044899432963230?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5650044899432963230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5650044899432963230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5650044899432963230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5650044899432963230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/12/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-4152066499501272920</id><published>2006-12-29T23:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:45:24.867+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes what the eyes see, the brain fails to accept.. and what the brain thinks, the heart fails to admit!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?????? Even though I know, these three things never work in a co-unit.. what brain feels, eyes can't see.. what eyes see, the heart doesn't wish to see that.. uff, its so confusing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-4152066499501272920?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4152066499501272920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=4152066499501272920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4152066499501272920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/4152066499501272920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/12/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-6901909154179198388</id><published>2006-12-21T16:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T16:10:46.993+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Nail Polish Remover!! Kuch bhee mita sakta hay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;hmm.. YEAH, this is about a bottle of nail polish remover that I decided to carry all the way from Karachi to Dubai.. Had its wonders stopped the day it reached Dubai, I wouldn't have dedicated a whole blog entry just to it.. but you know, its Pakistani material, wonder boy, I must say, not just me, I think my cousins also got the fever.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the beginning, we were at Jinnah International Airport, Karachi.. about 10:30 a.m. moving through the last scrutiny check when I came to know that no cosmetics are allowed in handbags.. dang.. the only thing my handbag consisted of was bangles and a cosmetic kit.. which contained my nail polish remover (npr). Okay.. i took out the cosmetic kit, and lo n behold, it had to come later with the baggage.. sighs.. anywho.. my cosmetic for some stupid reason also contained my funky jewellery.. ((so organised of me to put the two together.. lol..)) one that I specially got for just myself.. well, the big boss remover just ruined it.. somehow, on the way it spilled over the kundun beads, and took them off from the metallic frame.. All that I saw when I opened the kit were some beads that had fallen off the frame.. arghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. yes!!!! then.. this is not all... one day a piece of gum got stuck in someones hair and they were like bring your nail polish remover.. !!!!!! heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, lastly.. I was working on the table, working with some sticky material... and it made the table cover too sticky.. you don't have to guess this.. I came up with the npr, and wiped the table clean, spik span.. hehe.. so thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it doesnt remove the nail polish so well.. every time I use it, I have to use it twice to make sure no enamel stays on my nails.. its an all purpose npr.. hehe have fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-6901909154179198388?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6901909154179198388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=6901909154179198388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6901909154179198388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/6901909154179198388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/12/nail-polish-remover-kuch-bhee-mita.html' title='Nail Polish Remover!! Kuch bhee mita sakta hay!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-5755317092591928914</id><published>2006-12-09T23:19:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:32:06.089+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>One Book That!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) One book that changed your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Yet to read..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) One book that you’ve read more than once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3) One book you’d want on a desert island?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Reader's Digest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) One book that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Theres too many.. but I'd say Class Trip from Sweet Valley..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;5) One book that made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;6) One book that you wish had been written?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;My collection of writings.. :!!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;7) One book that you wish had never been written?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;hm.. no such book yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;8)One book you’re currently reading:only one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;SVH Double Jeopardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;9) One book you’ve been meaning to read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;The Memory keeper's Daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;10) now tag five people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;All commentators are welcome.. :d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-5755317092591928914?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5755317092591928914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=5755317092591928914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5755317092591928914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/5755317092591928914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-book-that_09.html' title='One Book That!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116474627255994130</id><published>2006-11-28T23:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:37:53.606+04:00</updated><title type='text'>B R O K E N !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Gummy sat across the canvas that stood at an angle in the middle of his studio cum room.. The sketch on his canvas was once again a beautiful piece of work. A girl who looked like a bride stood happily beside a guy who seemed the groom.. Gummy had started this sketch two years ago.. and he still hadn't completed it. He was working on it since two years, and today he felt that the time has come, he must finish it off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Uncle and Aunty had just left.. even the door was still in motion after they tried to bang it on his head.. Zaygham, aka Gummy was engaged to their daughter Ghazal two years ago.. he was a famed artist then.. they studied in the same college, she was inspired by his work.she told her parents. They came. They met him. They were awestruck. He &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; famous. It was all set. They got engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;But time flies, it flew like the eagle. Later on, Gummy couldnt exactly produce the best of artwork. He was dimmed. His twinkle faded, and so did Ghazal's love for him or was it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;And today, she didn't even bother to call him, atleast admit that its all over. He swung the cell phone in his fists, shifted it from from one hand to the other, but it didn't ring once.. She had the nerve. All these two yrs she called on himevery day, every night.. an sms every morning.. what was all that.. just a sprinkle of colours on a canvas that were washed away by water??? Is love really all that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;They said he doesnt have a good work to do. He is idle. He can't find a decent job. But where were they or their thoughts when he was famous for his art, no one bothered that he wasnt working, no one cared that he is just an artist. No one asked him how will he pursue a good career. Gummy was one of those who didn't run after money. One of those who werent part of the money making factory. One of those who felt that life is a canvas to be splashed with colours, colours of beauty, love, morals, kindness, friendship.. He was an artist. He looked at life from an artist's eye. He thought Ghazal also had the same eye, but he was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;He picked up his brush, dipped it in some black paint. walked over to the canvas.. converted the smiley faces into two sad images. And lastly, he drew a zig zagged line separating the girl and the guy. His sketch was over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"I have finished the painting, sir.. you can come over to check it out.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;He was selling it off.. maybe this one would make him popular again, aftre all it wasn't painted with any ordinary paint.. it was done with his blood.. the image was broken and so was his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116474627255994130?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116474627255994130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116474627255994130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116474627255994130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116474627255994130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/11/b-r-o-k-e-n.html' title='B R O K E N !!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116466207005634075</id><published>2006-11-28T01:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T01:14:30.056+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences??</title><content type='html'>Ok.. just ahd to put it on here, another thought generated in my wandering mind.. ppl often have differences with other ppl, regarding  a whol;e lot of things.. to what extent do u tolerate the differences, what sort of differences create a barrier bw u and them.. why not accept their point of view as well, why not let them go their way.. will complete my answers tom. inshaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, reply... (if u read this, make sure u hit comment.. :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116466207005634075?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116466207005634075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116466207005634075&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116466207005634075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116466207005634075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/11/differences.html' title='Differences??'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116466183232133568</id><published>2006-11-28T00:22:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T01:10:32.486+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom!!!</title><content type='html'>I think it will be better if I write it here.. I really miss you, Mom.. and I think I never got teh chance to express it fully, perhaps in those last few yrs.. but still, why is life so short, why do people go away.. and why does life not give us any chances to spend time with loved ones, am i too materialistic, too worldy, I aint sure, all I know is that life might not give us a second chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so true: Why do ppl hate when thereis hardly any time to love??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a request for Al-Fatiha..&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;ws&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116466183232133568?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116466183232133568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116466183232133568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116466183232133568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116466183232133568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/11/mom.html' title='Mom!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116438718981120467</id><published>2006-11-24T20:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:53:09.850+04:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.. scattered!!</title><content type='html'>Salam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karachiite is back in Karachi.. its been quite a few days, and still quite a few days left before I leave.. its fun meeting family.. whoa.. staying up late chatting with bhaiyya and ofcourse becoming a Phuppo.. :D my nephew is really cute n sweet.. and life's always fun with kids around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karachi is same old.. was a bit hot earlier on.. but its cool now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else..?? oh, my pc... yes.. its still the same, deceitful betrayin old machiine.. has been like this ever since I took up computers as a course in high school, and later in college.. in the four exams that I took, there hasnt one been year in whoich right before the practical exams, my computer crashed... and now when I came here, I needed it for mails and what not.. while installin web cam, arghhh.. it came crashin down.. sighs.. anywho, its been &lt;em&gt;mended&lt;/em&gt; now.. I hope it stays the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next post, wasalam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116438718981120467?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116438718981120467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116438718981120467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116438718981120467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116438718981120467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/11/thoughts-scattered.html' title='thoughts.. scattered!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116256889209273132</id><published>2006-11-03T19:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:48:12.130+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride &amp; Prejudice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/focus_features/pride_and_prejudice/_group_photos/keira_knightley5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/focus_features/pride_and_prejudice/_group_photos/keira_knightley5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched my favourite novel that turned into a movie.. Actually I had planned it long ago to watch it.. Once upon a time when I got the dvd... it was not a very good print.. eek.. so I dropped the plan.. now, after so long, I actually sat down to watch the movie.. not being  amovie buff, I find it hard to watch for 2 hrs straight.. so it was a good movie after all.. ofcourse, it doesn't beat the novel.. novel is so much so good that I can read it even now, after reading it for the umpteenth  time.. hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But soem actors didn't look like the characters they were meant to portray, Mr. Bennet for one... Jane was good, Lizzy too.. Lydia the best depiction, she couldn't be better.. Mr. Collins too.. and Darcy!!!! yeah, he too.. hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh.. the only bad thing was that I didnt somehow got to see the last minutes of the movie.. they were missing :S yes.. anywho, good that I knew the ending, else, I'd have gone mad!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116256889209273132?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116256889209273132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116256889209273132&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116256889209273132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116256889209273132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/11/pride-prejudice.html' title='Pride &amp; Prejudice'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-116059221955588256</id><published>2006-10-11T22:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:43:40.286+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Life!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;She never had so much trouble walking in her entire life spanning a whole forty two years, perhaps just the first year of her life, she might have experienced trouble balancing herself.. but today after so many years, Elizabeth De Souza found that she can't walk. Her feet seemed heavy. She took small steps, like that of a child who has learnt to walk fresh. At 42, she was in the best of health, never encountered any heart problem, arthritis or any such disease. Then what had happpened to her?? why did her legs shake??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Still, she pushed herself forward.. Moved straight ahead... Turned right at the far end, and came face to face with an oak door.. She knocked.. He came to open the door... She hugged him tight.. and he rerturned the hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;She had been living alone, all alone since the past 25 years. And then he came in her life.. came as the sweet sound of a cuckoo.. came as the cool sea breeze, came as the glittering morning light, came as the twinkling night stars.. oh yes, he was everything for her.. it was sheer luck that she found him. She being an Indian from Goa, had settled in dubai 25 yrs ago, when her husband found out that he couldn't live with a woman who won't carry his name forward.. and hence she had to leave his house, but she being brave not only left his house, but also her heart, Goa, and came to the Emirates. And found him after some years when she moved to live near the creek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;It was early morning, she was habitual of morning walk. she used to walk in the lobby for half an hour when she saw him peep out of his door. That innocent look caught her heart from that day on. She met him regularly evry morning, they'd have breakfast togethor. Sometimes they'd even go out in the evenings for a stroll round the city. Shekhar loved her to bits. And yet today for the first time, when she looked at Shekhar she cried, and Shekhar wept like anything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"I'll miss you.." he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"I'll miss you too.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"I'll miss you more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"I'll miss you even more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And they smiled behind tears.. love is powerful, they say.. it sure is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;A woman not much younger than herself came in the doorway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"Shekhar beta, please hold yourself..Aunty lizzy will always be in touch with you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"Yes Shekhar, I think of you as my own son.. you know, I neve rhad kids.. You are my son, Shekhar.. how can I ever forget you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"Aunty, will you coem to Goa with us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"huh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"Goa Aunty.. Goa in India???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was troubled.. Goa was the best holiday resort for anyone... but for Elizabeth Goa implied just one thing, a sinking life.. but today life was altering course, Goa implied her love, Shekhar.. and for shekhar she was brave enough to en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ter Goa once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;And she agreed.. She had lost life before, she couldn't afford to lose this life, her life, Shekhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-116059221955588256?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/116059221955588256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=116059221955588256&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116059221955588256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/116059221955588256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/10/losing-life.html' title='Losing Life!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-115949260660201200</id><published>2006-09-29T04:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:16:46.636+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pakoray!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ever had a yummy brown deep fried scrumptious aloo ka pakora??? I'm sure you've had dozens this Ramadhan. If there's one food delicacy that I associated with Mah-e-Ramadhan ever since I knew about iftars, it is a pakora.. or pakoray.. literally pakora is a fried delicacy usually made of onion or potato or spinach fried in spiced gram flour. There has to be something about pakoray which makes them so special.. is it their color, or the taste, or perhaps some deep memories attached.. I think all of them makes a good pakora..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I fried pakoray today for iftar, unconciously my mind drifted back to the past as it always does. Drifted back to the time when we lived in that old apartment.. the three of us; Ashar bhaiyya, Sameer and me (always hoppin n prying into whatever the duo did.. :P ) would sit around the black dining table with Ashar bhaiyya slicing potatoes.. Sameer and me watchin him do it.. when done, we'd carry (oh yes, what else could I do back then) it to the kitchen... you'd fry them pakoray.. and Ashar bhaiyya would keep on moving them in the wok. yummm.... And then we'd eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is not all... when we moved to the new house few yrs ago.. pakoray had a different story.. I talk as if pakoray is the kid next door... you had already taught me how to make the batter for thme.. every evening..routine... about 5 p.m I'd make the batter.. sliced potatoes.. and pakoray were a  must for iftar... yumm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when you left, pakoray didn't cease to be an iftar item.. we continued pakoray for iftar same way you told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rained heavily in the moonsoon season Sameer would always ask me to get him some pakoray.. pakoray and chai are  a must in barish.. I'm sure if I went back home now, the one food Sameer would want me to cook.. it ahs to be pakoray for iftar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when Sameer used to take me to the graveyard to meet you, on the way back home, he'd always grab a plate of pakoray fresh.. and 2 glasses of sugarcane juice... we'd recite Al-Fatiha and eat.. eat and talk.. talk about you..who else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet today while I did those pakoray.. I missed Sameer.. missed going to the graveyard.. missed meeting you as I did weeks ago.. but missing that way is the worldly aspect.. when I sit down for iftar... I send those pakoray to you,there are ways and I, for one, believe in them, I recite Al-Fatiha..I'm sure you have them daily, else they wouldn't be turning so yummy every day..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teent tiny flash(back)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-115949260660201200?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/115949260660201200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=115949260660201200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115949260660201200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115949260660201200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/09/pakoray.html' title='Pakoray!!!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-115670101101376237</id><published>2006-08-27T21:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:50:12.540+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting Eyes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was long after the Maghrib Azaan roared through out the city. I raised my hands for a prayer, a prayer for people I love. I closed my eyes for a second and then reopened, reopened them just to see a familiar pair of eyes staring back at me..hidden somewhat by the morning newspaper that I kept on the side table. Your eyes keep staring like that always..sometimes they seem empty, sometimes vibrant. I am still unable to figure out how eyes speak, and how I read them. But.. they reminded me of the time when I was in the mosque,  as the crowd stood up, I could see them, a pair of eyes staring at me, concerned, eyes so like mine.. and as I blinked they were gone, I peeked, pried, tried to find them again, but to no avail. Though I saw them just for a few seconds, I could see the striking resmeblence b/w ur eyes, and those.. were they your eyes, or was it you??? but how could it be you?? and if it wasn't you, how could the eyes be yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I now think perhaps I saw my reflection, maybe it was me staring at me.. was it a dream, a hallucination, an imagination or a reflection from the past.. I don't know.. but maybe in those I could see my own..those eyes reflected my own.. same feelings I could capture in those few seconds.. and same feelings I see in those eyes that are half hidden by the newspaper.. after all we are the same, me part of you!! forever, and I think nothing can change that fact!!&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-115670101101376237?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/115670101101376237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=115670101101376237&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115670101101376237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115670101101376237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/08/reflecting-eyes.html' title='Reflecting Eyes!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-115599469474476765</id><published>2006-08-19T17:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:38:14.756+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with a Bang!!!!! j/k</title><content type='html'>Salam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after taking a short leave,  moi's back!! (Not in Karachi per in Dubai)&lt;br /&gt;Life's alhamdulilah going good... and though I miss my brothers and family back home, I know they are somehow still with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new place is also very good.. :) and so is my new family.. mashaAllah  life's blessed and may it continue like this inshaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your prayers everyone..&lt;br /&gt;oh, i was complaining abt rain in my last entry, and believe it or not, it rained on the wedding day itself!!! it was 4:30 in the evening and just as I was leaving home, it rained cats and dogs, but nonetheless all went well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dubai is cool..came here after approx 21 yrs.. we were here before my birth... but then we shifted to khi.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a story perhaps laterrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;wasalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-115599469474476765?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/115599469474476765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=115599469474476765&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115599469474476765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115599469474476765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-with-bang-jk.html' title='Back with a Bang!!!!! j/k'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20380991.post-115489634796214479</id><published>2006-08-07T00:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:32:32.583+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to leave!!</title><content type='html'>Salams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I am lot bz these days, what with packing going on, I believe its bye bye from the blogging world, or rather internet, seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to leave lot of my stuff behind.. :( parting with stuff and people isnt easy..*showing how worldly i am*&lt;br /&gt;I found an old diary which we were asked to make in school, so past dweller me saved it since 9 years!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when today I finally thought of discarding it, I captured this mickey mouse.. yeah, not good but stilll..&lt;br /&gt;btw, it has started raining in karachi again.. too badd.. with so much water already spread on roads, i just wish that water doesnt get stgnant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fam. was all out today, I went to czns place so that i aint home alone!!!! had a good time with them.. :d one l;ast day spent togethor full of fun!! they are on the 4th floor so we watched loadsa donkey carts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still raining as i blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to ask all the readers to say a prayer for me..inshaAllah all goes well, perhaps two weeks later I wont be blogging from here, inshaAllah!!&lt;br /&gt;till then, best of luck to all,&lt;br /&gt;Khuda hafiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20380991-115489634796214479?l=potatoblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/feeds/115489634796214479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20380991&amp;postID=115489634796214479&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115489634796214479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20380991/posts/default/115489634796214479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatoblues.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-to-leave.html' title='Time to leave!!'/><author><name>Karachiite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173937290876661735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEEHw3spAhY/SlXKEyJ_CWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUwDkJPuPgg/S220/karachi,+convo+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
