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.

Stand up. Speak Up