Thank you time NUMUN

NUMUN 2012 came to a close a day back, and boy was it something. To be honest, I personally didnt even expect to generate the rave reviews it did. Im humbled.

Personal Story Alert - In 2007, after coming back from LUMUN, I went up to one, Mr. Zafer Iqbal, Head of Management Science Department, and humbly proposed "NUMUN 2008", yes, NUMUN, the name coming from National University in the FAST-NU. After presenting the idea for 10mins, to be honest, I was fairly optimistic. The response of Mr. Zafer still echoes in my ears "you will never be able to do this and we have better things to do". 

FLASH FORWARD. NUMUN 2012 has been the greatest success ever, the delegates have nothing but great stories to tell and Im humbled by the response of the folks. The committee sessions were enthralling, the socials were epic, the fillers were peach, the delegates were cultured and the OC was majestic. 

We have made rounds through social media, on how amazing NUMUN was for the people in attendance, people came up to me, telling me how amazing the event had been, how they didnt want to go home, even folks calling me and a couple of people have even facebook messaged me, telling me how NUMUN 2012 shall always be remembered in kind words. To which I thank you and I really do hope that nothing but great things are spread about NUMUN.

With that done, NUMUN gave me the chance to meet some of the most jaiz people ever. The team working over the event left no stone unturned to make the event a raving success. Special shoutout to the Khala's and Saeed sahib. Mahfooz sahib, thank you for your support, one thing is sure, that without you, the event would have faced more hiccups then we did. Sir Tanveer and DD Admin, thank you. Ma'am Maria, I dont have words to reflect my gratitude towards your kind self. Thank you for believing in me, giving me the chance to paint the canvas, I shall always be indebted. 

Coming to the OC, I dont want to get into names, you people have been so amazing, that you define amazingness henceforth. The effort and dedication showed by you folks was unmatched and no wonder helped produced such a amazing event. As already stated I dont want to get into names, cause I risk missing someone out, which would be criminal. I just want to thank you for doing all that you have done, you are amazing.

Lastly, I would like to apologize for letting anyone down in any way, shape or form through the course of the event, OC, faculty or the delegates. Please find in yourself to forgive me. I really tried putting everything I could muster on display. Thank you and I really hope that our relationship lasts beyond NUMUN. 

NUMUN= Jaiz

P.S. the fact I didnt get to wear a suit and delivered two formal speeches in sneakers and a hoody is probably something I never expected.

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Exam, Mates & a Farmed Hero.

hmmm, as I sit glued to this laptop, reading off a pdf file titled "Negotiating with difficult people", with coldplay's  "the scientist" playing in the background, I wonder what has life become. Now I don’t want to sounder like a sodding ranter, the issue isnt that its after midnight and I am reading something off my laptop, which has nothing to do with cricket, wrestling or even football. Its not even the fact that article makes no utter sense to me. The 20 page document, surrounds around 5 points, ladies and gents who might have to read the article sometime in their lives, dont waste your time, just take a looksie below and waallahh, your queries shall be answered. The reason for people being difficult are: 

1.     High on emotion

2.     Habit and cultural orientation

3.     Illness (mental or physical)

4.     Lack of proper strategy on their part (retards coming to a meeting thinking they will talk about some girls wedding and close shop at a certain time, yes this is a inside joke)

5.     Decision traps (something lame)

There you go, ignore them and your life shall be at peace, believe me. The sodding irony of the situation is that one Muhammad Salman Abid (mani) sits as I type in this thingy at the Lahore airport, waiting to board onto a plane headed to Manchester. The sadistic fact that I cant go and meet him, makes me sad and sick. Its so unfortunate how things in life change. How this degree has changed so much, unfortunate. Yet, no matter how hard I dwell and stress on the sad fact, its something I cant walk away from. No matter how many times I write about how school is tough, sucks and has killed off anything resembling a social life, the sadder part is that "school has become my priority number uno". 

The weirdest coincidence is that, all the mates studying/trying to study/working/partying abroad, have hit back in the past week or this one. Hopefully I can meet them all in the coming time, if some shit happens, spare me. You all know your worth, although the next statement, might come of a bit topsy turvy, but I will go ahead and say, you all know how much respect and love I have for each and everyone of you (im not naming anyone, you pussycats know who you are)

So Salman sahib, I know there is no possible way I will be able to make it up to you, given that I am already humbly indebted to you for numerous things that you have done for me. Sir although no words can do justice for respect that I have for you, if I could, you top the list of the most jaiz people I have ever come to know. Just to write words on this blog entry and write all sorts of glorified things about you, wont do justice, they just wont ever live up to it all. Hence, humbly I shall ask you to find within your kind self to let this one slide. God willing, I shall try to make it up to you sir, someway, someday, somehow. Till then, apna hero farm rakhain, mein peechay se aker chain marta hoon.

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