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Defence Day

Saturday – 08 Rajab 1424 – 15 Bhadra 1925 – 06 September 2003 

the 6th of september was the day in 1965 that india and pakistan went to war. india crossed over the international border between pakistan and india at about 5 am on the night of 6th september and invaded pakistan. pakistan resisted the attack. well the war dragged on for some time. both sides declared a victory and got extrememly excited after the war was over. they still talk about how they whooped each other asses.

well to india. fuck you. you didnt get anything. you didnt get kashmir. you didnt get any of your objectives. how the hell can you call that a victory. if you dont get your fucking objectives you cant say you have won.

well to pakistan. fuck you. you didnt capture any indian territory of importance. you didnt get kashmir. you didnt manage to stop india. if you cant fucking get your objectives you cant say you have won.

to india and pakistan. FUCK YOU! you fucking morons. the people in your countries were in abject poverty during that time. things were worst then than they are now. HOW DARE YOU GO TO WAR !!! nations where people dont get their rights. where people have to sleep hungry and drink unclean water. where the basic necessities of life as defined at that time werent available. HOW DARE YOU GO TO WAR !!! SICK SICK SICK AND PERVERTED !!! damned idiotic politicians and military men. DAMN YOU !!!

the only thing that we hear about is how many planes were downed. who destroyed whos how many ships. etc etc etc. well noone ever talks about how many people died. indian and pakistani ? dont we fucking count. is this only a game for the fucked up hindu and muslim military personnel to butcher each other and us in the process ? is this how it happens.

why dont we count ? the citizens and the civilians. we do not want war. we want peace. we want to lead normal lives where there isnt a power cut or load shedding for abotu two hours a day. i want the roads to be built which are currently HORRIBLE in karachi. that is what i want. i dont want pakistan or india to fight wars and kill me. i want them to give me a life which i can lead as a human not an animal like we 1.3 billion humans do right now.

to india and pakistan and their desire to kill and maim us only so that they can hide their own political inadequecies. FUCK YOU ! give me clean water. give me continuous electricity. give me a job. give me a working civic system. give me a proper education. give me a clean environment. if you cant do that … which you havent been able to till now. FUCK YOU !

FUCK Government of Republic of India and Government of Islamic Republic of Pakistan

LONG LIVE PAKISTAN AND INDIA AND THEIR PEOPLE

it is about time the guns went down. and the elements of peace security and prosperity took over.

Long live the people of India Pakistan and Bangladesh.

Pakistan Paindabad … Jai Hind

South Asia Zindabad.

Egg eating competition

Saturday – 08 Rajab 1424 – 15 Bhadra 1925 – 06 September 2003 

well here i am am. it is 1211 here. i have been awake since 1120. no breakfast nothing. i have only two rupees in my pocket. which can buy me one candy. or two if i get cheap ones that taste aweful. and i am hungry. there is nothing that can barelu resemble uncooked food. i am at my cousins. he is snoring so loud. i think ill put up a sound energy plant and produce enough energy to light gambia and maybe even senegal.

that said. i am hungry. i love breakfast. i LOVE breakfast. but then again i love lunch and dinner as well. but i love eggs. i have a thing for eggs. it is not only in my mind it has been proven. one day a crooked aunt just to break my pride told me she will make as many eggs as she can and that she will show me that i will stop in the middle of the eggs and not eat as many as i get like i boast.

it was on! i hated her. she disliked me. we had even spread a few rumours about each other in the past. she had called me feminine. she had actually called me feminine!!! i wasnt gonna take that. i had told someone that she didnt pass college but she failed and tells everyone she has passed. :) people bought it. look i am sorry. but i am evil evil person. even in bed. ;)

so well it was less of a competition and more of a WAR. sortof like the situation in india-pakistan cricket matches. since we arent gonig to fight a war inshallah due to the nukes. and since we dont have cricket matches. so when we do have them it is like do or die. but i digress, more about the whole india-pakistan cricket match scenario later on.

now it is about the “egg war” and the “battle of the breakfast area” as i like to call it. well i wont walk you guys through it but lets say. after 13 eggs. i had won :). she was too tired to make any more. and she was also mindful of the expense she had gone through. so lets just say. crooked aunt 17 – jalal 18. ;) ahhhh the spirit of competition. i am a nice person until someone else starts to compete with me. then i turn into an evil maniac.

i have actually hidden/thrown away a guys toothbrush coz he was trying to cut me off in a conversation. well it is not fair. you try talking and someone cutting you off every 2 minutes. once or twice it is ok. but when you realize that someone is trying to sabotage you you get mad. so did i. well more about my violent competitions later on.

and oh yes. remind me to post about the day when my pants were ripped ;)

and something beautiful that i read at crash.

I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library. -Jorge Luis Borges

Non Violence

Tuesday – 20 Jamadi us Sani 1424 – 28 Sravana 1925 – 19 August 2003   

i am very anti violence. i oppose all forms and formats of violence. today was hell for me. two attacks on two different parts of the world. the un compound in iraq. a bus station in israel.

must we do this. must we kill each other like wild dogs in the african jungle. must we act like animals in our dealings with one another. snarling at each other till the other shuts up. or pouncing on them to end it once and for all.

i am completely and catagorically against the us led invasion and occupation of iraq. i am completely against the israeli occupation of palestinian territory. but i do not like to see innocent civilians killed. i might for once settle for the killing of military personnel. even that with the understanding that since are taking parts in wars they may die. but not otherwise. i will not agree with the killing of even one civilian.

it is sick and perverted how civilians get killed. i am sickened to see children being killed. in israel by both the israeli forces in the name of removing terrorist threats and by the palestinians in the name of jewish oppression. i am sick of how these two sides keep killing innocent people without any particular desire or try for peace.

i am sick and tired of pakistan and india barking at each other like dogs. our leaders havent even provided us with the basic necessities. clean drinking water and proper sanitation are a boon not the norm. and the governments have the audacity to talk about nuclear holocausts.

i just want an end to this. i want an end to terrorism by the palestinians and state sposored terrorism by the israelis. i want and end to the rantings and raving by the indians and pakistan. i want peace in cyprus, northern ireland, liberia, nigeria, algeria, aceh, assam, kashmir, solomon islands, bosnia, kosovo and chechnia. i want peace.

i hate bigots. i hate extremism. i hate murder. i hate rape. i hate arson. i hate hate. i want peace to flow like the wind and spread its message “gali gali chaman chaman” (street to street and garden to garden) i want us to stop killing and start to build. build. build. build.

agar hay jazba e tameer zinda … (if the will to build is alive …)