From A Laptop To A Huge Pile Of Crap

I am the saddest girl in the world right now, at least one of them. My poor poor laptop has been eaten away by an evil ThinkPoint Virus (damn you!). It was only four months old *sniff sniffs* and how sad it is to lose all the lovely pictures, all the unfinished stories I had written, all the songs, movies and videos I had downloaded. The nice homey feeling gone... sad sad sad.

My life is now black and white, it has no meaning, no more.. no more.. no more.. And the big old crappy PC I have to use now in my brothers' messy room *sigh*

Kills me.

I could not even watch Inception now. Plus I am stuck with my books all day. Can it get any worse?



I so hope it gets okay, my dear laptop, I miss you.

Oh, Moo moo.. Happy Eid. In case am not back soon =)

*a big big sigh*

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

The Fooled Girl Becomes Zombified

The biggest misconception: BDS is easier than MBBS.

I have been fooled too. MBBS isn't easy but BDS is not a piece of cake as most people like to think. You have extra dentistry subjects along with MBBS course and a less duration of time.

My parents wanted me to study medicine. If i could have I would have run a 100 miles away from them (just for a time being). No, they didn't force me, yet in every other conversation they would drop the hints like:

'Doctors are very respected and rich'
'Blah blah's kids are in medicine. Isn't that nice?'
'Blah-blah is going to be a doctor'
'Your grandma wanted to be a doctor but she got married'

Right.

I was lost. Most people I knew then KNEW what they were gonna do after Inter, I was a confused soul. I didn't want to do anything. Really. Every other course made me cringe. I even did two or three posts about it on my old blog. I sat wondering and blogging and eating and sleeping, whereas my friends were already taking classes and worrying about things like Guyton and baby guyton, clothes and ugly boys. Then it hit me. I had to get going, I was feeling left out. I made a deal with my parents. BDS or BDS. That's it.

Here I am. I don't regret it (just a bit). However, it is not easy at all as I had thought, And please, people (most of them), if a student is in BDS it DOES NOT mean he wasn't given admission in MBBS. There are fools like me and there are lovers of dentistry. Believe, I know.

My pre-profs are from 24th October and my Profs are from 29th November *sigh*. Wish me some luck. I wish I can fast forward to January. It will be three months of terror.

Am feeling so guilty because I should be studying Pathology (neoplasia), not blogging. To tell you the truth, am depressed =/ the pressure.. I am so tired of it. (oOoOo.. last minute confession). Last year, during these days the guilt made me ditch my blog, pray I don't do this again or by the time I graduate I will have about 6 blogs. I have become a zombie again *sniffs*

But, hey, it will be okay, fun and sunshine again =). Am gonna do my best. Insha'Allah.

Yeah!

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Being One

We had been celebrating Independence Day for 3 days in college. It was green clothes, green jewellery, green scarfs and even green cakes! It seemed nice but was it real or we did that for fun? I guess for fun. Do you feel you are a Pakistani anymore? The spirit has gone. We were supposed to be one, 'The Pakistanis', not Sindhi, Punjabi, Balochi and Pakhtuns. We have created walls between us for some land and money which won't last. Can we trust anyone to help us if we need it? The securities are bribed and the outlaws are supported. People kill people brutally, little girls are being raped, innocents get tortured for the crimes they don't want to commit.. the hopeless widows and orphans can only cry. Who cares? Not happening to us, is it? A crash, a flood, an earthquake, we are out to steal the belongings of others. A shoe on a face, not going to solve any problem, not even a thousand shoes. It cannot be that one person's fault. It is all of us, lost in our self-loving, egotistic, grudging and stingy glamour.

We can start from being one, believing in being one, let's just be the Pakistanis, not Sindhi, Pakhtuns, Balochi and Punjabi. Is that hard? How can you be better than the other one? Allah created all of us and we are equal.

Anyway!

New forward: The Land of Happiness - Our Pakistan

We are happy:

when electricity comes

we come home alive and uninjured after shopping

we get a seat in a public bus

we see our cell and wallet in our pockets/bags after getting off the bus

allowance of double sawari and dinner in weddings after a long time (on and off)

we see our slippers still there outside the mosque

no 'khud-kash hamla' in the mosque you were offering prayers

Pure Bliss =]

P.S. I want to say alot of things and I don't want to say them. I hate politics! I hate this weird Pakistan now. I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy... ahem ahem.

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Inevitable

Today seemed like another beautiful rainy day, the sunshine was melting with the rain, birds flying fly, all happy smiles, until we heard about the Airblue plane crash. It was a tragic happening. One of those misfortunes that make you wish you could turn back time, even a few seconds would do. However, we cannot make that happen, not yet anyway. We know we will die one day. I only wish the death were not so sudden. You wake up, you shower, you have your breakfast, you go to work and then something unlucky happens and you die... Just like that. It could be you or me.

Since last week, I have been hearing about people dying. Some murdered, some raped, some drowned, some killed by diseases, some dead in accidents. Death seems around us. I knew three of those unlucky ones. May they rest is peace. People who are gone are gone, what sadden me are their families and dear ones. How can they bear it? May Allah give them strength.

Death is inevitable. However, God knows better.

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o