Yes ,this is an amazing novel by Carlos Ruiz Zafon Translated by Lucia Graves…He wote it originally in Spanish..

It rekindled the spark that had died in me after so long…………….All thanks to kindle of course,:P

Deviating from the topic but it’s necessary to tell u how I use kindle

No,I didn’t buy it…I have installed it on my Laptop.Its basically what I do when I don’t have the EVO with me -raed books from kindle which I have downloaded from torrent in good old times,Now days,Whenever I go to such a link,PTCL has put a restriction on the torrent sites mostly so I just open it up from my Stored library of kindle books and Exactly like its explained in the story,I kept on reading and reading and reading it till it dawned and I was spent out and the book was finished…

The captivating way,the ingenious creation of author—I felt myself swept away with the tail,The devil,the streets of Barcelona(Spain),the emotions………….

From the cemetery of forgotten books to Julian Carax to the Penelope’s mysterious disappearance,the tale is shrouded in mystery and Love:Be it of books or beings!

Strongly recommended for all..

Note:Wrote this post to kill time in QAU Bioinformatics Lab:P

Not a single class fellow came today.Me bored…Thanks to an api who told me the password IP and  connected to the Wi-fi here.

Meanwhile I also downloaded the yesterday’s episode of Hasb e hal(Am a big fan of Azizi and we all watch Hasbe hal-its the only program my father hasn’t objected to yer:P)

The weather is much too awesome for one to stay indoors,but Outside no chairs and me alone so better to sit inside and do tik tik tik on laptop:D

Its such a tough decision.can’t make my mind.Asked my father to advice me,he said do what u think is best,u have to study not me.We both keep asking each other for the decision and hence its never decided,hanging in air….

Tomorrow is the day for decision when I have to submit fee.You have to decide ur valentine and me my career!

The date is same,but my decision is different from urs yet similar in a way of whether to choose or abandon….:D

Its sooo tough,whole future ,my career,my life depends on the decision.Aunty walked out when I asked her that “Do as u wish,U don’t listen to me and blah blah blah-here go solve ur problems urself,growup-be mature Bitch!”

My mother is as stuck as me with me.

Yes,One person offered a solution,My Lil bro:

See the letter he wrote to me and advised me:Simply by counting letters in his name and mine-If his exceeded I should goto FJ and If mine exceeded than his,I should goto QAU.

and of course,he has the longest name in the family so he finished the letter by writing Moral: “FJ is best for you” in commas:P

…………..

Don’t know what to decide……

Hey all we ought to play our part in ending software piracy for music/movies but not end free educational or such stuff from internet. I do feel that we need better legislation against online piracy. I do not, however, think that SOPA or PIPA are the legislation we need.

Want to help in the fight against SOPA / PIPA? First, go learn about the bills. After that go contact your elected officials. Wikipedia has a handy-dandy page set up which allows you to locate your state representative.

Wikipedia is doing its part,it went black,This also stirred the oatmeal’s soul-He made a gif for this:And yes of course ,there was a lot of commotion on twitter as well:

████ CENSORED ████████████

Here is a contribution from me:

I went black in protesting by going into my chimney and sweep it instead of studying for my oncoming papers.And yes i took my laptop with me in the chimney, I am writing this post sitting in the chimney-don’t worry about the light.I can see in the dark.It was the latest research(was to be featured on the Wikipedia front page that humans can see in chimneys filled with soot on SOPA/PIPA blackout days but the page itself went blank,Never mind,I told u the secret.Stay blessed!

Dr. Carl Sagan, who originally requested that the picture be taken, famously reflected on its meaning:

From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of particular interest. But for us, it’s different. Look again at that dot. That’s here, that’s home, that’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

Contribution of Ammi!

First and foremost I ‘ll talk about ammi,she has the biggest part in this project,from rounding off kids to deciding the fee.When the class is in full swing,I mean each and everyone is busy doing his/her work ,Ammi makes entry.When she comes,the class turns into a sort of drawing room with real chatterbox guests in it -whatever!

She starts asking the kids about their daily routines,giving them tips and all…

Asks them how studies going,more tips,indulges into discussion how the teachers of today check copies while gossiping in the staff room and just tick mark on the pages without reading.Then yes,she picks up a note book and register and starts pointing mistakes or reading sentences aloud,pointing at the writing,missing commas,reads the name of student and starts asking meaning of the child’s name.Then sheds light on the history of name and this continues…I feel like an unwanted,extra being sitting there with children all chattering excitedly with her.I give horrible disgusting looks to both but they fail to comprehend the tone of my eyes or just pretend to…

After some fifteen twenty minutes,she leaves due to some chore or phone call etc.

Its like rounding up the kids like goats again silencing them,pulling them back into the routine,establishing the tempo again…

When she again makes entry,yes by the excuse of checking if the light was properly working or the heater was working fine-gas to nai leak ho rai thi?etc etc;P

Then sits there,with her tasbeeh,first just like a shy,silent,shareef kid.and then she starts talking about how lovely dress the other girl had on herself,where did she get it?Asking for the tailor,advising them to learn stitching….

Contribution of kids

This is what kids do?

washroom/drink water/sharpen pencils/giggle over silly things/blame other kid for making them laugh…

contribution of A.R.

He is btw my lil bro’ who did not study by himself and ammi advised him to sit with the other kids so that he might be effected by the ilmi atmosphere and start studying but he is the boss of all kids-making them laugh,telling them ways to skip and teaching them excuses etc—-

Challi wala,icecream wala,papar wala…

These people have such a big role in the disturbance in my class-Their voices in the street fill the kids with excitement and it takes a bit to calm them down,They keep on blaring their music or voice for a long time to attract kids and disturb the ilmi atmosphere of my calss:/

Wapda walay:

These people decide to play with the electricity just at that time and especially if the kids have an assessment/test and they are studying some quarter-heartedly…

Many a times,it might be our fault,we might not had prepared or our preparation was not up to the mark.But many times,we are completely innocent,who tried our best but the circumstances were not in our favor,Fate was against us but no one will see those factors.you will ne the criminal always,if u fail.

And with me,it was always the latter,at least i think so…

But I ‘ll narrate the episodes one by one and you can make the decision yourself:

Episode#1:

Slapping me at birth to make me cry,If a kid deosn’t cry,why u want to make him? you stupid doctor!Sari zindagi pari thi ronay k liay…

I didn’t take off the doctor’s ring or sth like that,The brutes just did it to satisfy their inner bestial self.If they were slapping me that I was being the cause of population increase,it was my parents fault,not mine,they should have slapped them….

Episode#xxx:

Admission test of AMC:

failed to get one of the six medical cadet seats,DOn’t know it was my low IQ or lack of sifaish or An non-general abba!

Don’t know,but everyone at my home and my relation gave me a piece of his/he mind…

Bhai mai nai bani doctir,apko kia takleef.Some chawal aunties hamdardi ki lapait may fore kar jati hain.”hai bechari,mehnat to ki hi hogi,shaid iska dimag nai tha itna,shaid agay koi gharoor a gaya ho”

Kutto,i m most down to the earth type of a person.I don’t have a songle penny in bank on my name,i am silly looking girl with moustache,i dress awkwardly,mainy gharoor kis cheez pay krna tha?

Episode # xxx:

Admission to uni:

A premedical student is made to appear for the bioinformatics test aur test b wo chawal type ka jo Madam M.K  nay internet sy uthaya ho kisi computational biology k paper sy.How could i solve the computer science part-I told them all(family and relations) that I ;ll fail,i didnot know a single thing-again the laughing stick-but thanks to Allah,kabi kabi tukkay b chal jaty hain,I passed.

Episode #xxxx

Admission  in QAU for Mphil:

the most idiot paper,in which year who sequenced that genome and why and blah blah blah-very nonsensical amalgam of general knowledge ,maths,cs,chemistry and biology.

Interview:The man (some sir!) sonducted the interview in less than a minute

Q1)how may times have u given the test and interview before?(shaid mai shakal sy 80 sal ki lagti hun)

me:first time

Q2)Ur fav subject must be molecular biology?

me:no

Q3)then it must be software development,ok tell me the algorithms for developing this ,this ,this interaction of protein,dna and blah blah using spiral approach with genetic disequilibrium or i don’t know what?u have read it,u must know.

me:We haven’t studied these but Give me the algorithm and I ‘ll designe the logic and then program it.

the side wala sir who had had been sitting quiet,at once told me to leave so Ieft.

Epsiode x:

Interview at FJWU for Mphil:

Q1)Your intro?

me:told Name,what i had graduated in and from where.(In my shusta angrezi and shaista manner:)

Q2)How u relate ur skills/degree to this field?

me:GIS

(the very second,i uttered this word,the teacher sitting at the farthest side literally screamed at me”ye har kisi sy relate ho jata hai,ap ko apni field sy relate karnay ko kaha hai,apnay kam sy?”

me:(thook nigaltay huay)

Yes madam,I have done my final project to Estimate genetic diversity in major Pakistani cultivars to stripe rust caused by Puccinia striiformis.This disease of plants is effected by atmospheric conditions,temperature,moisture and the fungicides are too expensive for farmers and besides that they pollute the soil so I found the resistant wheat lines which are economical and environment friendly for farmers and in this way we can incresase the yield and so on….the techniques ued: dna extraction,gel electrophoresis,PCR…blah blah

Q3)Why you don’t go to your old uni for MS in ur very own field?

me:they donot offer MS in it now.

Q4)but they have MS environmental sciences at that place?

me:They have made a rule of offering admission in sciences after one year in September session only

Q5)what subjects have u studied?

me:majors Biology,computer science,maths

Q6)what sort of a combination is this?(One whispers to the other(informatics hai na)

they:ok,you can go now….

They did put my name at the end of the list and saved me from the torture of my sis…:P because she was studying in that uni and would have kille dme if my name had not appeared,her friends knew abt my interview na,isliay…

the episodes will continue on with time….At the present this is enough for now

Mera is waqt internet pay available hona aur blogging karna is bat ka saboot hai k mai aik farig magar shareef larki hun,shareef sy meri murad Mian Nawaz sharif ki beti hona nahi balkay ye murad hai k mai awara nai hun,Lofar nai hun,Larkon k sath is waqt cinema may nahi hun,Sharab piay huay nahi hun,mery hath may cigerrate b nai hai,kiuk meray hath to keyboard pay type karnay may masroof hain.

is bat sy ap kahin ye matlab mat lay lijiay ga k mai badsoorat hun aur mjy koi new year eve pay party sharty k liay invite nai karta! mai khoobsoorat nahi hun magar dil ki achi hun isliay mjy log invite kar hi lety magar shaid isliay nahi kartay k mai khati bohat ziada hun,ab ye koi gunah to nai na-ziada khana,ziada peena gunah ho sakta hai,wo b khoon peena,hilal wine to pee saktay haina,,, ,mai vampire nai hun,Phir pata nai log mjy kiu nai bulatay partion pay,shaid meri moonchain hain isliay…khair mjy is sy kia lena dena-ye logon ka sar dard hai,mera nai,mery sar may pehlay hi bohat dard hota hai!

Acha to bat ho rai thi is waqt blogging ki to han!

Ye blog mai ghar beth k likh rai hun,kisi sheesha cafe k pichwary nai,isliay mera mood b kuch bore sa hi hai,magar is post ko mai jaiay taisy b likh rai hun, to is ka aik maqsad hai…

Wo maqsad hai dusron pay apni sharafat ki dhak bethana,jab kabhi mjy koi badmashi ka ya fahashi ka isi kism ka koi tana day ga to mai uskay samnay thali may dal k ye post rakh dun gi jis sy wo meri sharafat ka kail ho jaiga