The Ramblings

Don’t Quit!

Jiju, :-), tinking of ya. Hehe. Remember the poem?

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

When the funds are low and debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit.

Rest if you must, but do not quit.

Life is Queer with it twists and turns,

As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a fellow turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow

You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer then

It seems to a faint and faltering man;

Often the struggler has given up

When he might have captured the victor’s cup;

And he learned too late when the night came down,

How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out

The silver tint of the cloud of doubt,

Ant you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit,

It’s when things seem worst then you mustn’t quit.

Respect of a teacher

Saw this in my School friend’s Cell phone. Check it out your self. The title says “Ehteram-al-Mudarris”, “Respect of a Teacher”. This is most probably recorded in some Western country, my friend called it USA/Canada, the guy runs smoothly, gets near his teacher who is unaware what he will go through. The guy slips his…and runs away. There are loud laughs, it’s enjoyed by all students? The teacher gets his…up and runs after the student. Then just stops near the back seats and the clip ends.

What would the student get as punishment? I am told if the teacher had hit the student, he would be in trouble. If a student had got up and done something to that stupid and sick student, he would have got in trouble and the student who did it would have gone through it without any harm.

Is this what Western version of “FREEDOM” teaches???

Download it HERE.

You will need Real One Player to play the *.3gp* file. I tried to convert it but in vain. I will do it later sometime. Meanwhile play it with Real One Player.

Shocking!!!

Came across this article. Left me shocked and angry. This world is sick…

Earthquake orphans sold into sex trade

SIX-YEAR-OLD Aisha loves the orange blouse and jeans given to her by the kind woman who rescued her from the chaos of the Kashmir earthquake. She snuggles up to her, trying to forget the devastation of her village home and the deaths of her parents 15 days ago.

What Aisha does not know is that the woman, Kausar, is a prostitute who has bought her from relatives for 50,000 rupees (£500) and plans to put her to work in the sex trade as soon as she reaches puberty.

Aisha is not alone. According to welfare agencies, many of the hundreds of girls and boys orphaned by the earthquake are being targeted by gangs intent on turning them into prostitutes or street beggars.

Other children are being sold for adoption by their parents in acts of desperation prompted by the destruction of homes and livelihoods.

The Pakistani government is so alarmed by the threat to vulnerable children that it has placed armed guards at all hospitals and ordered that no child is released to anyone until proof of kinship has been verified.

A complete ban on adoption was announced after hospitals and emergency shelters were besieged by people offering to take Kashmiri orphans. Staff at the PIMS hospital in Islamabad say a number of people posing as relatives were caught trying to abduct children.

But according to Manan Rana, a child protection officer working for Unicef, the United Nations children’s fund, in Muzaffarabad, near the epicentre of the earthquake, local government in Kashmir has collapsed and officials are unable to provide protection.

No official appears to have noticed when Aisha disappeared. After her home in a village called Arja was wrecked, she was taken to her grandmother’s house in the nearby city of Bagh. Kausar, her new “carer”, who claims the little girl is a distant relative, heard about her plight from family members.

“Her grandmother was too old to look after the girl. I went to Bagh on October 12 and I got her very cheap. A pimp from Lahore might have paid 100,000 rupees,” she said.

“I will provide a good education for her. I would not like her to be a cheap, third-class prostitute. I do care about the girl. I will take good care of her, and then reap the benefit. I’m providing for her protection and I don’t care what Allah thinks.”

Kausar said she was earning £200 a month from prostitution, but could earn thousands more from Aisha. She will sell the girl’s virginity to the highest bidder when she reaches puberty and expects to get up to £2,000 for that alone. “She could start work as soon as she has her first period,” Kausar said.

If Aisha refuses to work as a prostitute, she will be sold to a pimp, Kausar said. She may sell Aisha sooner if she is offered £1,000, but she would not pass her on to whites or non-Muslims, she said, and she would not consider any intervention by this newspaper.

By contrast the family of Summaya, 7, managed to escape the destruction of their house in Muzaffarabad, but her parents now plan to sell her for adoption so that they can buy a new one.

Her mother, Rafia, 38, said they were hoping a good family would pay £2,500 for her and would allow them to visit her.

“My husband is a daily wage labourer and he’s been selling blood for 400 rupees (£4) a pint,” said Rafia. “If our problems are resolved, we will not sell the girl. I love her. I know another family will never be able to give the love a real mother can, but we have to compromise.”

Mohammad Hassan Mangi, director of Pakistan’s National Commission for Child Welfare and Development, said the government had set aside funds to make sure every family affected could rebuild their home. He asked to be put in contact with Summaya’s family.

“The government is giving $10,000 (about £5,650) compensation for each person killed in the quake. If this woman is affected, she will definitely get a home,” he said.

For Aisha, however, there is little anyone can do. After being interviewed, Kausar vanished into Islamabad’s vice world, taking Aisha’s future with her. o The first of three Chinook helicopters sent by Britain to help ferry supplies to remote areas of the earthquake zone left RAF Odiham in Hampshire yesterday. The two other aircraft are due to to be airlifted out today aboard C-17 transport planes.

The rising death toll

Confirmed deaths: 51,139

Injured: 70,000

Aid needed: £2.82 billion

Aid pledged: £350 million

To those who matter…

This one is for those individuals without whom I would have perhaps never been till TODAY. They know who they are! I won’t mention their names. When they go through this, they will know them selves :-). Since we can’t say T-words, hehe, I will say the following. It aint a poem by me, I am no poet don’t you ALREADY know? It’s just a Song from “All the way…A decade of Songs”…Dedicated to you, esp. YOU :-). I will never be able to pay you back for what you have done but at least I can be always n always there for you, around you, in times of joy and sadness. I can promise that!

I’m Your Angel
No mountain’s too high for you to climb
All you have to do is have some climbing faith, oh yes
No rivers too wide for you to make it through
All you have to do is believe it when you pray
And then you will see
The morning will come
And everyday will be bright as the sun
So all of your fears
All of your fears
Cast them on me
All I ever wanted was you to see
I’ll be your cloud up in the sky
I’ll be your shoulder when you cry
I’ll hear your voices when you call me
I am your Angel
And when all hope is gone, I’m near
No matter how far you are, I’m near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your Angel
I’m your Angel, oh yes
I saw your teardrops, and I heard you cry
All you need is time
Seek me and you shall find
You have everything and you’re still alone
It don’t have to be this way
Let me show you a better day
Oh and then you will see
The morning will come
And all of your days will be bright as the sun
All of your fears
All of your fears
Just cast them on me
How can I make you see
I’ll be your cloud up in the sky
I’ll be your shoulder when you cry
I’ll hear your voices when you call me
I am your Angel
And when all hope is gone, I’m near
No matter how far you are, I’m near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your Angel
I’ll be your cloud up in the sky
I’ll be your shoulder when you cry
I’ll hear your voices when you call me
I am your Angel
And when all hope is gone, I’m near
No matter how far you are, I’m near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your Angel
I’ll be your cloud up in the sky
I’ll be your shoulder when you cry
I’ll hear your voices when you call me
I am your Angel
And when all hope is gone, I’m near
No matter how far you are, I’m near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your Angel

Without/Before (I can’t imagine):-
With/After:-

I have decided to keep this one up to date and my MSN Spaces will serve only as Galleries but nothing else since it lacks features which I need and they are all here. I will keep this place up2date insha’Allah. Hey, now don’t you complain about NO I DONT LIKE BLOGS. C’mon, I ain’t writing a Journal or something, I would always tease you for that instead of Blogs or Journals. This one’s just a Nerd’s blog. lol. All about Microsoft, Computers n bla bla bla.

Last entry was months ago I know. After that I just got lazy or forgot about this place. But now I remember it again and hopefully I don’t forget it this time!

What has changed???

• I am a Mod now at SC (I can’t explain this term more than that)
• One of my best friend’s getting married at last, gr8
• I have been selected by Microsoft for 4 Betas till now including the HOTMAIL one I talked about early in the Blog here. I will be posting about them too when I get time.
• Hell I am Legally 18 now :-)
• LoL. n I am officially Chaacha now ;-) and Mamoo too (not the Filmi Mamoo)

Enough said…