Greatest Hits of All Time.

I just hit back to bed, after what has been a long day, I have been told that I have issues conversing in urdu, figure that (I know fareed and usman are laughing their heads off, but its just usman being a jackass, inside joke)

Finally done with exams, done with MBA, sadly done with NBS (InshahAllah, result abhi ana hai). I've already blogged about school getting over and all, so I am not really sure how to go about this one, but this one has to be written. Saying our "goodbyes" the other night, Moiz sahib just put it all together perfectly, "yaara do saal bohat jaldi ghuzar gaye", following up with "blog tu bunta hai", tu sir yeh lain, market mein agiya hoon, aghay apko pata hai kia hoga merey pass.


As stated, I wrote something along the lines of how much NBS meant, so not sure how to make this entry not totally redundant.

Bright Idea Alert: Why not do a Charlie Pace again.

Hence, roll out the "greatest hits" (Shoutout to Lost, greatest show ever, for those who havent seen it, do now, Im assuming we will have time on our hands). The list under shall envelope some of the greatest one memories, in and with the people of NBS.

Disclaimer: The following are in no particular order. Like I started off with details and all, but then the list was just pertaining to my moments, so I asked folks for the Top 5 moments in their view, and what I have now is a bucket full of moments. I am going to go with a header, following with a flashpoint, hopefully it will do justice to your memory (yes, this post is generally directed towards my class)

* Sir may I have a smoke with you (first meeting with Hammad Khan, interview day NBS)
Flashpoint: Hammad and myself stopped at a signal, Yasir "I will never leave you alone", Hammad with a WTF expression, Yasir "dude its on the back of that car.......But I mean it", laughter ensues.

*Year One End (Semester 2 ends) 
Flashpoint: Abdullah Masood takes everyone into a snooker club so that we have fries and samosas on a snooker table, ghaliyaan ensue
Rain pouring, Afridi has his out of the window of the car, as the vipers wont work, goes "Sidha janey do, Sidha Sidha, mujhai kuch nazer nai araha, Sidha jao"

* Donut Doon ga, Grade loon ga.
Flashpoint: Abdullah Masood to Yasir, standing in the parking lot "yaar teachers ke saath dosti honi chahiyay, aur koi zara kerlaina chahiyay kabhi kabhi, zarori hota hai", Yasir replies "Sir, mein tu aisa nai ker sakta, kasm se dil nai maanta, meri nazer mein tu wo banda hi koi akheer kism ka g***u hoga jo yeh keray ga", Abdullah "Nai yaar, ai", cut short, Nabil running towards two screaming, "Is kaminey ne usko donuts diyay hain, isko roko aur iski sarey maro"

*Washroom? Smoking area
Flashpoint: Around 12 people inside, puffing it up, One person going "yaar chalan na hojaye", Arsalan Asad replies "aj tu ji daalley mein lay ker jana perhay ga" 


*No Piss breaks in class, boy, gher se farigh hoker aya kero
Flashpoint: Sohaib Qadir, gets up, intent on answering the call of nature, which is calling, it has already texted a couple of times, magher ab call arahi hai,, just when door is in sight and eyes are bright, Haroon presses the reject button. "What the hell, do you have a bladder of an eighty year old???", Sohaib ainda kabhi bathroom nai giya class ke wakt.

*Shahrukh Khan bhi tha aik
Flashpoint: Shahrukh as I used to call him, sitting in class probably would have thought aj tu bhai stud lug raha hai, but he must have forgotten, it was Dr. Faisals class. Dr. Faisal "oye idher aho, yeh kia sastey chumrey ki jacket pehni hoi hai", Shahrukh ka dilll too-ooo-oooo-oo-t giya kiran.

*120rs to attend a Birthday
Flashpoint: Not everyday does one have to pay money to attend a birthday dinner, Well not everyday does one attend Abdullahs birthday.

*Welcome to MBA 
Flashpoint: a girl apparent comes to Moiz Ishtiaq, saying how she had the chair reserved, Moiz replies by saying that it doesnt have any name tags on it. The girl says that it is rude of him, Moiz sahib politely replies "welcome to MBA, bibi".

* Zoor laga ke
Flashpoint: Rehmans car breaks down at peer sohawa, everybody is standing. A bike stops, no words are spoken, Osman sits, Everyone looks, Osman goes. Superman, yes he is.


*Superman appears again
Flashpoint: After his infamous entry during Fly Me Crazy, Superman was back at his best doing the worse possible imitation of Ra One on Chamak Challo.


*Kamrans
Flashpoint: Waqas "yaar uko bohat confidence hai apni chusson per",
Yasir laughing, keeps laughing while everyone moves on with the conversation, Nabil notices and asks "tujhai itni kyun hassi arahi hai", Yasir replies "yaar, waqasey, confidence tu tujhai bhi bohat hai apni chusson per". A facebook page of "vickychusstips" is seriously being considered

*The foreign Exchange
Flashpoint: Moiz, speaking of Nasir Saleem "Sir yeh bus external hochuka hai", Yasir replies "haan ji, isko humne Qasim day ker liya hai, Shukar howa"

*Subke paichey kaat doon ga
Flashpoint: shahrukh, mohsin, ghuffy. Kia chahta hai kitty tu?

*Nawab Dhilip Kumar in the exam hall
Flashpoint: Invigilator "yeh ap kia ker rahey hain, kia diya hai apne?"
Raheel Ali Khan "mein? mein ne tu kuch nai diya. Merey pass dainey ko kuch bhi nai hai"

*Ki? Gutterflies?
Flashpoint: ICU, the greatest play in the history of NUST, no offence, I hope non taken, we all call our play the best. Nawab Raheel dancing, just one of the highlights, but the person who stole the show, Ali Abdulllah,
Muhammad Amir, is forced on the floor by dev, Michael Jackson and the doctor. Michael takes advantage of the poor chap, sticking the viper, where the sun dont shine. RESULT= LUSTY laughs till tears come out, while licking his lips, 


*Lahore Trip 1.0
Flashpoint: Boys do I need to write anything here? like seriously? if you say I do, I will edit this entry and write it. Hint- Osama Qadri us kumrey mein tha. 
The legend of "Lemon/Lemoo" was born.

*Table Tennis Table
Flashpoint: Every second spent at the table. Everyone met at the table. Our bonds just got stronger because of that place, without doubt.
Nabil Toor to Asim Khan "tu mujhai jaanta nai, sarri university ko aag laga doon ga", Yes, he was holding a lighter and yes, Asim started laughing after listening to this threat.


*Nabil Bhai, Yasir Bhai
Flashpoint: Yasir Bhai.......Nabil laughing his ass off..Yasir pretending it hasnt happened. 5 Mins later, Nabil Bhai.....Yasir laughing his ass off.. Nabil pretending it never happened....2 mins later, both look at each other, and laughing their ass off.

*NUMUN12
Flashpoint: Yasir formal closing ceremony speech, dressed in a hoodie, during the speech, looks at the entrance, Nabil walks in, wearing a fucking suit, "so, I was saying, ohh, hmmm, Nabil, okay, this guy, this guy is freaking awesome, and hes wearing a suit, Im not he is, He made this thing possible."

*Huts per chalain?
Flashpoint: Cheema to Yasir "tu kidher ja raha hai?", Yasir replies "Mein yaar bus aisey hi, udher", Cheema "ahan, F6", Ten people laugh, and a legend is born.


*Winner, Winner, Chicken Dinner
Flashpoint: Chinatown, the batch finally comes together. Lodhi to Yasir "Sir, this should have happened earlier", Yasir "alot should have"

*Cricket Champs
Flashpoint: Arsalan Lodhi and myself, greet a batsman on to the field, sledging at its peak. Yasir "Bhai out honey ka kia scene hai?", Lodhi "sir iska jald hi scene hai", Yasir "Sir yeh dosri per hoga", Lodhi "sir lag gay, dosri nai second per", Yasir "Nai yaar, dosri per", Lodhi "lag gai phir"......pehli ke baad agli per, batsman bhai wapus they.


*Two many Afridi's spoil the Broth 
Flashpoint: Imran Afridi Bowls, Imran Afridi smashes for six, Imran Afridi Bowls again, Imran Afridi misses, pashtu is exchanged on the pitch, and next thing you know, Single wicket shoro hochuki hai, Imran Afridi's ki.

*Sohaib vs Nabil
Flashpoint: Nabil sticks pen= Sohaib Shouts. Sohaib sticks finger= Nabil shouts more.

*Lahore 2.0
FlashpointS:
Top spin= first spin, yayyyy, second, yyayyyyyy, third,,silence, fourth, OH TERI Bh***, Osman baber wondering, Kaisa diya
Osama "koi ghaindoon wala hai tu market mein ajaye"
Rehman Bhai "sir, agher wo bhoot mungwa rahey hain, tu hum koi pari kyun nai mungwa laitey?"
CTC Stairs
The concept of Freewill.
Abbas's alarm ringing, no one shutting it off, Moiz "oye mega mass, isko bund ker"

*Samosa, Flour, Miracle, Favor, ******nite
Flashpoint: you still dont know what cool means, I am self obsessed. Thank you.

*Water fight 1.0 & Photo session 1.0
Flashpoint: Rehman Bhai, "Ab merey per kissi ne paani phainkha tu mein us per apna ******* phaink doon ga, aaoo na puttar hun"

*2 Tea bags please
Flashpoint: Waqas Afzal asking for another tea bag from Sarfaraz bhai, A girl goes to waqas "bohat strong chaye peetey hain ap", Waqas, smirks "raat ko jaagna jo hota hai!!!!"

*Run, Bilal, Run
Flashpoint: Hammad "Billay teri books", while a car full of ladies drive away, with billys book on the trunk. The next thing you know, Bilal Ahmed Khan, is running, with one hand on his card, and the other holding his pants up from utter shame, all the way from the parking lot, through the middle of the ground in front. everyone on the floor laughing.

*Go and Fuck yourself
Flashpoint: Need I say anything else? Never before, Never again,
KK to Osama "tumhain lugta hai, I dont know", Osama "what sir?" acting like he just lost his puppy, KK "it was you", among all the emotions, Yasir blows up with laughter


*DG
Flashpoint: "Oye Hero"
"yeh facebook per kia ghaney likhey howay they?"
Helmet
To Abbas "aptu hur rooz raat ko nazer atey hain"
Nabils salman khan point

*I am leaving the system
Flashpoint: Nabil calls Yasir, 3 am, what goes on, is better not discussed,
he leaves, we think, we probe, we unite, we stand up, we SPEAK UP, we talk, he listens, 5 hours we convince to come back, he says okay, we sit, we right, he comes, SHE comes, we go, they show, we like, monday come, we come, she dont come, they come, we say no, they hate, we sign, we wait, he calls says enjoy. We enjoy.
karegar aur capital talk
dhukaan 3 bajey bund hojaye gi,
Marriots, table tennis regime, wow,
Arsi looks at Yasir, Yasir looks at Arsi, both laugh, 8 months of marketing pass in a flash.

*Mother of all ships, Comradeship 
Flashpoint: Osama "oye wo teri baberey ship doob tu nai gai?"

*We found love in a hopeless place
Flashpoint: Someone found love, dont know if he got it back, but he did, top 5 moments ballet.


*Monal and Back
Flashpoint: Abdullah Masood comes back to his room, after being ditched by the rest on a van. The boys get back, and the first thing, Osama says "oye, tu kidher chala giya tha, chal yaar rooh afzaah hi pilla day"

*Everyone who left
Flashpoint: Every single one of you is missed.

*Welcome with Nabil Toor
Flashpoint: I am not going to host with Nabil Toor

*Everyone is late once in a while
Flashpoint: Moiz Ishiaq, every class first semester
Ali Abdullah enter late in Lustys class, Lusty sarcastically "oh hello there", Ali Abdullah "hello", ignoring lusty and walks
Abbas enters 1 30 mins late, Lusty, "why were you late?", Abbas "issue tha", After the Break ends, Abbas entered 20 mins late


*Welcome, Farewell
Flashpoint: Bilal Singing,
Hammad and Yasir bist session
Abbas & Hammad gentleman awards
Osman Baber

*I am texting
Flashpoint: "mein tu text ker rahi hoon", Yasir "acha ji, yeh apney phone ki flash light bund ker ke texting kerlain"

*Zakham
Flashpoint: Akal mund ke liyay ishara qaafi hai, @arsalanasad

*Rung Rangeen
Flashpoint: people staring from the lobby upstairs+teachers ranting+gaurds howling+DG bistifying+Walls dirty+Floor turned black+eggs+rung+glitter+water+dirt everywhere+cleaning+picture session+getting barred from entering campus= perfect way to say Goodbye.

If you have gotten here, damn you are patient or seriously need to get a hobby in life. This bloody thing has gotten too long already, so I aint going to rant further. Thank you all, there are so many more, hope this can do some justice.

Stay Humble, Be Kind, Help Out, Reach Out, Stand Up, Speak up.

Schools Out.

"Dont cry because its over, Smile because it happened"

Schools out. 

Since the inception of this blog, every time I have mentioned school, it has reflected as to how big a bane it has been in my life, but this entry is quite the reverse. Sweet justice really that my last attendance was marked exactly where I was marked the first time. 20th September 2010, oh boy it seems like yesterday.The people around me looking like aliens, everyone announcing their GPA's, man I felt out of place. Mr. Haroon Rashid walked in, along with Ma'am (I dont remember her name), and silence. The next 3 hours, if anything made me realize how I just might have fooled everyone and was sitting in a very jaiz place and secondly, I super sucked at finance. 

While I have been very vocal about what NBS has taken from me, I will never be able to do justice to what NBS has given me. By some a long shot, two of the most glorified years of my life. As I stepped out of the seminar hall today, I cant really explain how emotions really overtook me, finally realizing its over. I never really thought that leaving this place would mean so God damn much. 

In my time at NBS, not a single day, not one day has gone without something eventful happening, every day a surprise of sorts waiting, I am going to miss it. 

Graduating from FAST-NU, I figured that I will miss the friends I have made and to be honest, not to put statements without merit, thats the only real thing I miss about FAST-NU. Each and every moment spent there was a blessing, but in contrast, NBS was/is the total package. I might go overboard on this one today, as I am pretty emotional today, but really, NBS has given me a lot.

A myth of sorts is, that one doesnt make friends in masters, well "myth shattered". Where and how should I start with the people I have met. Lets just say "jaiz" has been my way out of everything, the word is minute in the case. The group I have come to call the "jaiz boys", are beyond a shadow of a doubt the greatest people I could ever intend to meet. Each of everyone of you, I am grateful to God that we have forged a bond which shall last a lifetime. The moments spent together, on the huts, table tennis table, classes, jungle spot, cafe, (special shoutout: Headoffices) and everywhere, man its been a blessing.

The class as a whole, I wonder what someone like me has been doing, be it internal or external, I can vouch that never before and never again will there be a batch like ours. The greatest set of minds, absolute geniuses, by far the most talented people I have ever met. Tell me if there is anyone who can make a slide or come up with better marketing techniques than Nabil Toor, tell me if there is anyone who has the marketing mind as Arsalan Asad, Raheel Ali's charisma, Bilal and Qazi's vocals, Waqas with his marketing guruism, Abdullah Masood with his miserliness, Afridi with his dumbness, Osman with his "ganda" dhimagh, Osama- Bashat, I could frikking go on and on and on. These being like a bit part of the jaiz boys circle, (disclaimer: Abdullah Masood isnt a Jaiz Boy, He was unceremoniously kicked after his dunkin donuts antics). To put it right, every single day I shared a seat in a class with you all, each and everyone of you, it was an honor. I am indebted to all of you, one way or the other. To be honest, I didnt belong with you folks, you people are head and shoulders above anything I can even imagine. Thank you.

NBS, made me realize a couple of dreams. First of the bat, ICU, the play I directed. It was the most fulfilling experience of my life. I always, ALWAYS wanted to be on stage performing and NBS gave me that shot. Unfortunate thing is that I have not been able to see what I did up there over the course of all this time, as we didnt get to record a video somehow, but the standing ovation at the end of it all, still sounds afresh in my ears. The event as a whole, was beyond jaiz. Everyone stepped up and we produced an amazing, amazing event. The name of the whole thing was a bit dodgy, but with Hamid Sahib as our instructor, what can one expect, (No offence Rehman Bhai).

Secondly, NUMUN12, I have said this before, but FAST-NU didnt let me conduct a NUMUN there in 2008, and by some wonder of God, the Director General seat fell in my plate here. No words can express my gratitude to Ma'am Maria, for allowing me to paint a picture on the NUMUN canvas. For those who dont know, while speaking at the closing ceremony, telling how it was a dream coming true, my legs were trembling, hands shaking and a tear or two might have trickled down. Thank you NBS, I am going to be chairing apparently at NUMUN13, cant frikking wait.

Fact: Grade 3, Islamia English School, Abu Dhabi, a young boy was asked to come up on stage to say "Takbeer", he moved towards the stage and when he grabbed the mic, he choked. Not a single word came out of his mouth, the whole school from grade 1 to 7 laughed. The boy has come a long way since.

I love to present, yes, this might sound self obsessed, but its a high for me. I want to be on stage, its something that cant be put to words. The last presentation on wednesday, hmmm, man I didnt want it to happen, I texted my group members that it might not go great, Because deep down it was the last time, I would hit that stage and perform my ritual (please refer to my facebook status). thank you, for being a amazing audience, whether it was a class presentation, a regular speaking thingy, a welcome speech or a farewell address (dream stuff, although I know many of you have your reservations about it), thank you for making me feel that there was one thing I could do. 

I cant stress on how much the table tennis table has played its role in the friendships we've made, the third semester passing on the table. Every time I pass by that table, it just doesnt feel right that its not us playing there. It brings back too much.

Okay, special mention, to the MBA marketing class, or is it the MBA marketers. Folks, you people are amazing, I know many of you dont like me, and surely have good reason to, I apologize, it has to be my fault. We couldnt hold that event, I know deep down, that it would have been the greatest event ever done. The classes each and everyone of them, in the year we spent together has been a amazing experience, be it the tantrums from the instructor, the presentations, the waqas ki baisti from Ma'am AP, man it has all been so amazing. You all are amazing or if im right in saying, you people are peach, peach melba.

For those who I used to rant to and hopefully will, thank you for listening and suggesting, You are awesome. For those I couldnt become friends with, I hope we do. For those who I really love, You are special. For those I have great respect and regard for, You have earned it. For those who I shared a memory with, Thank You. For those who I shared a smile with, you made it possible. For those who hate me, I aint that bad. For those I could help, I tried. For everyone in NBS, Im humbled. 

*(I just backspaced a Abdullah Masood joke here, I could keep going on forever with the "for" thingy)

Hmmm, this is getting a bit weird now, like I dont know if this post even is making any sense, but thats the beauty maybe. 

I think I shall try to bring it to a close now, the final day today was amazing, it was perfect maybe, the water fight (I was totally against it, but Osman Baber is one weird cat, he somehow convinces people to do crazy things, thanks mate, though you still are the most mentally disturbed guy I have ever come across) was so much fun, till it lasted, it was jaiz. I never knew that it could be that much fun, the expression on Sohaibs face when I threw water on him, priceless. The icing on the cake, being the amazing pictures, thank you arsi, if it wasnt for you, our facebook display pictures would be stagnant and boring. 

The table shall stay and new folks will start playing on it, the huts will be occupied, the back benches in the seats will be filled, people will conduct events, Abdullah Masood will never learn, students shall smoke in the washroom upstairs, water fights will happen, farewell and welcome will come and go, friends will be made, dinners and trips will be arranged, everything will move on, but coming from me, by God as my witness, I will never ever forget a single second spent at NBS. 

Hopefully, everything works out for everyone. NBS gave us a platform to know each other and become friends, lets not end it within these boundaries.

Folks its been peach and InshahAllah, its just a start of things. I am so sure everyone will go on and be great, its just a matter of time. 

To bring closure, I shall pull off a repeat (creative suicide), but lets just go with it.

"Dont cry because its over, Smile because it happened"

Folks, Be Kind, Be Humble. Help Out, Reach Out, Stand UP & ALWAYS Speak UP.