Politically Incorrect

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she always gone too long anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away

And I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know

Hey I’ll leave the young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness everyday

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away

There are few contemporary personalities that you grow fond of regardless of all the other opposing ideas about them. Raza Kazim is one of those personalities that I grew fond of, because of his work in Mentology; particularly, because of coming in contact with his works through Sanjannagar Institute and through Andreas and Birgitte in the last two three years. I was forwarded a one page summary (titled ‘Mentology in a Nutshell’) of Raza Kazim’s work and I have to admit that just reading it in distressing times has helped me come out of that state. It’s not magic; it about understanding your mind’s workings. Here I copy ‘Mentology in a Nutshell’:

• The standpoint of Mentology is nothing other than enabling an individual to reduce the contradictions and conflicts that he is facing today and increase his pleasures and happiness. This is the basic purpose of it. Any quantum consciousness and string theory I have done is for this purpose.
• If we take an overview of the contemporary state of human life we can see two levels of it. On the surface we see a lot of scientific and technological progress and its continuously emerging and growing fruits in the form of new inventions, etc, while on the other hand if we look inside through the other window we see stagnation in the happiness and pleasures systems of man and growing conflicts and contradictions in his internal life, which in turn impact upon his external life. At that level man is still going round and round in circles and trying to cope with the complexity that has emerged in the wake of his growing intelligence about the outside world and his unintelligence about his internal world.
• In this context my work is nothing other than to enable man to break free from this state and if not eradicate completely at least keep reducing the element of contradictions and unhappiness in his life and increasing the quantity and quality of pleasures and happiness.
• There are three steps I think which can enable a person to move in this direction. These steps I can clearly layout now after gaining a practical experience of applying them in the Institute.
• The first step is of pushing back your pre-existing ideas about yourself and the outside world; moving away from them and replacing them with new ones. The second step is to increase your understanding and corresponding capabilities in relation to your mental processes. And the third step is to do any work at a group level in which you pursue cutting edge quality.
• Now all these steps are actually processes and not an instant formula or magic. They are a continuous process of struggle whose results will manifest after you start proceeding in that direction.
• This is the manifesto of your time. Unlike the communist manifesto I am not saying that the ultimate goal is a communist society I am only saying that it will be a continuous struggle through which you will be able to reduce the conflicts and contradictions in your life and increase both the quantity and quality of happiness and pleasure. I am not spelling out what type of a society you will make because I know that after a certain stage of proceeding in this direction you will know what type of a society you want to make and there you will have the required wisdom and the capabilities to concretize it.

I actually hate it myself but can’t help it. Men are known to not ask for directions even in desperate situations. Although, I’m consciously aware of it but sometimes it’s just impossible to jump out of male egoist cocoon.

‘I will find it in my own special way!’

Yasir[angry]mailed

Ma ji asked about lahore’s weather over phone and I said,
“kabhi kabhi andar aur bahir ka mosam kitna mukhtalif hota hai”

zabt ka ehad bhi hai, shauq ka pema’an bhi hai
ehad-o-pema’an se guzar janay ko ji chahta hai
dar itna hai kay har rag mein hai mehshar barpa!
aur sakoon aisa kay mar janay ko ji chahta hai!

Yasir[crazy]forwarded

This is what happened today. I had to call this fella Jawad from Daily Times, he’s a cracker when it comes to cracking jokes!

Moi: Assalam O Alaikum, Sir!
Jawad: Hello! (couldn’t recognize)
Moi introduces himself..
Jawad: You’re one of the ugliest persons I’ve ever met. Where the hell are you?
*Moi laughs on the top of his lungs*
Moi: Thanks for the compliments Sir! (and this is typical army-wala Sir)
Converstation continues..

Off the record, he is one of finest from the leftover-human-beings. We’ve only met twice and that too only for a few minutes, but feel like we know each other for ages. Happens.

Yasir[serious]published

These days I am looking for an Information Designer to rehash my business website. I thought I would find someone at EOmag. While going through the portfolios I spotted this fine illustration:

This one is from Monica Calvo from Madrid, Spain. She seems to have a fantastic illustration skill, the only second illustrator whose work impressed me to bits (the other being some Karachiite at DA). My favorite in her portfolio is Hold Your Breath. If you read this, you must peek into her gallery. I had my jaw floored!

So, traditionally, this might suck as well but this is a shitty world. You gotta watch youself, mind you. People tend to promise what they can’t deliver, at all. Or perhaps, don’t want to. But rather more important is ending the term on a positive note. Well, it’s not related to the post actually but one of the good young writers I silently admire has quit writing for his blog, or atleast says so. What’s wrong with people, when people start admiring they somehow become a jughead. Anyways, if detracked is the fate, I just recalled what I marked when we passed out from the school:

jinhein jurm-e-ishq pe naaz tha, woh gunah-gar chalay gaye
-faiz

Listen, I know I’m being lazy, or atleast it seems so, else I would have put up every good link here and tell you many insteresting things. Life is just a crap sometimes. I’m aching; need to fetch an energy drink somehow but the store is so far. Yesterday I took longest sleep of the whole month: 6 hrs. I hope I would get more when I go home.

Aapi is not going to Muzaffarabad anymore. Okay, I admit that I was apprehensive but I don’t know for sure what changed her mind. Anyhow, sometimes decisions are supposed to be changed for good. By the way, I try to support loved ones in whatever decision they make.

While you’re thinking that I’m just being sloppy with life, I somehow hammered out a merger with a big company. Today, we merge. Tomorrow, we grow Inshallah. Think you have to deal with seth mentality for a business merger; it’s sickening! Took me and Aamer three days of exhaustive sessions to make a deal. Aamer was on the verge of bailing out but I stayed (and made him stay as well). And it proved to be fruitful. Big season ahead, tremendous amount of work. Yoohoooo, tomorrow I’ll moving to our new business place.

Ah, I still have to reply to Hasan’s tag. I’ll do it when Aamer is not watching!

There’s been 9 rozay and I had all the 9 iftars at different places, literally. It’s not intentional, just how much I have to roam about in the city.

I have to roam about in the city for my work.

1. Saddar, Cantt
2. Food Street
3. My place near Chuburgi
4. At home in Islamabad
5. Band Road
6. Main Market
7. Garhi Shaho
8. Scheme Mor
9. Hurbanspura

Now, that’s freaky but I’m by no means joking.

There are things in this world, you simply don’t like. One is being blackmailed emotionally. Especially, when they play on your miseries mischeviously. I was at liberty last night to shop for some food after a hectic day’s work and chill out with friends. Just as I was about to get back to the car, a woman came rushing toward me and begged in a babbling sort of way. Okay, I gave her some coins I had. At the places like liberty people are not much considerate of your actions, so they start honking to make our car move. Okay okay, going. There came another begger with a baby, who was watching all this until now, just as to catch me as I was escaping. I tried to tell her that I’ve no coins or change. She started babbling in freaky tone. I tried to hide myself behind the glass. “Allah tere karobar mein barkat..” UP. FASTER. “Allah teriyaan muradaan pori karay” FASTER! She was really irritating and adding to my miserable state of mind was the fact that my mother’s ill for so many days and I’d not been able to visit her. If I thought I can’t be pissed off that easily with what people say, I was wrong. When she saw nothing was working, “Allah teri Ma Baap nu lambi umar de!”, she shot at last. “God damn it!” A ten rupees note flew out of my wallet and she clucthed it hurrily as a prize money. GO AWAY, I HATE YOU.

Why people are so cruel to take advantage of others’ miseries and grieves?