i have been feeling so low since like yesterday, especially at night... i get online as usual n then i stare at my twitter timeline wondering how crappy it is that we talk about such random crap, or i go through my facebook notifications but my mind refuses to help me come up with a reply to any of the stuff there n then i feel worse so i stop replying to texts n then i have pretty much nothing to do. The WiFi signals are pretty weak in my room these days, that happens when it rains but i dont get how, so i cant watch a movie or tv series. Which leaves me with a free mind n as its said something like 'fairgh dimagh shaitan ka ghar hota hy' so i think about all the suckiness n negativity there is around me- or might never even be around me. All this made me want to do something better n here is what i am doing, writing a blogpost. My mood was so crazy weird that i thought lets not do this on the other blog n ruin it, or make those readers believe i get high at night(without coffee). Ah come on i know this post sucks but its better than me spending the night fishing around in my hair for dandruff... why did i just tell any random loser who might come across this that i do that? umm cuz .. cuz m crazy to be up at 5 in the morning of the last day of 2010 without any plans or resolutions for the coming year.. OMG i have no plans! would i be sitting right here after 24 hours sulking like this?n0oo i dont want that! trust me i dont need a shrink i just like getting melodramatic at times heh.. that doesnt mean m not freaked out about having less than 19 hours of 2010 left with no plans about em.. hmm writting this post did make me feel better n lighter(not that i need to get any more 'light') not to mention how it made me realize m wasting precious minutes running my fingers on the keyboard(or is it keypad) right now typing these very words. Hey i think i got a new year resolution!: not gonna waste my time thinking about 'how to sulk worse' or 'how to not-sulk' rather i will DO STUFF, like i am right now, so my mind wont be able to go towards the sucky stuff n il get something go0d outta watever i do.. we always do get sthing go0d outta everything, whether its a target achieved or a leson learned. Tonight il say it was a leson learned n m hoping tomorrow night, on the first night of 2011 its gonna be a target achieved, a fun one IA :D
i just inspired myself ;) aaand i think i hear mum!shyt! *waves* *ruuuuns* oh no m already in bed:p okay m really shutting-up now.
This Ramadan i seriously found out why this month is said to be so blessed, why it is considered so sacred. This year in Ramadan i found the peace i was looking for the whole year.. i felt more blessed than i ever did.. and i felt closer to Allah than ever :)

one of the reasons was that i joined a 'dora-e-Quran' class. we just go there n the woman recites the Quran, one sipara (juz) every day with translation and details of the incidents n all. She also gives us notes consisting of ahadith related to the Quranic ayas we study.

there were some hadith, which when i read i was like OMG i never knew that n i should so share it so here is the first one :)

we all know what punishments Islam has for zinna (fornication); hundred whips for an unmarried person and stoning to death for a married person.

what we dont know is that we perform various acts of fornication every day but dont realize it.
as the hadith states:
Rasulullah Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallam said: "…adultery of the eyes is when it looks at that which is Haraam; adultery of the ears is when it listens to that which is Haraam; adultery of the tongue is when it utters Haraam; adultery of the hands is when it touches Haraam; adultery of the feet is when it walks towards Haraam; adultery of the heart is when it desires and hopes for that which is Haraam; adultery of the private parts is when it succumbs to that which is Haraam." (Targhib wa Tarhîb)

how many times in a day do we look at people of the other sex exposing more than what is allowed in Islam? that is zinna of eyes.
leaving alone the real crap talk, how many times do we hear or utter abusive language in a day, which is haraam, zinna of ears and tongue.
when we go to buy movies or other such stuff which is haraam we are doing zinna of the feet.
This list goes on and on and we have been blessed with a mind enough to decide for ourselves what else can be added here.

Stopping ourselves from the actual act of zinna is sure appreciated by Allah but we should also try abstain from these other forms of it.

May Allah help us in helping ourselves. Amen :)
ok so i really wanted to blog about lotsv stuff.. so much has been happening lately and most of it worth blogging about but my blog was like all crappy so i wanted to clean it up before starting on the real posts.

i checked in on it after a ages, a few days back, n i went through all the posts n i realized its not all that bad :p and even if it is, it is me, it is what i thought back then whenever i posted em so there is nothing to be shy or embarrassed of. now m not gonna delete these few posts i have n il just start with the new ones :)

i have sooo much to blog about but considering how lazy i am this post is enough for today. weekend starts tomorrow so il have lotsv time to blog n all..lets hope i do make use of it.

bye for now!

my day :)

Today was a a fun day in a weird-ish way;) oh well my day ends when i fall asleep so this post im writing is a part of it lol. First things first, i was woken up at 5p.m after 13 hours of sleep hehe, yea i know i sleep alot, and when i checked my twitter i had this DM from Robert Luketic saying "thanks for following bla bla" you know that ready made machine stuff so i thought lets just tweet to him instead of Ashton Kutcher cuz he is never gonna reply. i tweeted to him and he replied n i was like w0oho0! oh and he was pretty surprised to know i was tweeting from Pakistan about killers and he said he would like to visit it. He just saying that was a big thing for me. After the usual family tea-time in the garden (i don't drink tea though) my cousin and me went out for ice cream but like always came back home with lots of stuff which included a hot red nail polish which i have on right now :P and a deo named 'bonjour' which i just made my cousin buy because of its name. Oh i dint mention the mint-chip ice cream was awesome "mama's" ice creams are my favs so totally love em! Now i seem to have forgotten what i did after getting home till 12 hmm but then i just surfed the internet lots of food,sports and celebrity blogs and of course the usual youtube stuff. Then i started watching 27 dresses and so loved it! but i was getting really hungry had to make pizza so brought the laptop with myself in the kitchen and watched the movie while i baked. My hands are full of flour and i just click on my facebook updates and one says Rafa nadal commented on your plank (my facebook language is english pirate its so funny) and i open that one and there is a comment by Rafa on the post i had made on his fan page like days ago and my mind went all crazy for a few secs there before i realized that Rafa doesn't have an official page on facebook :( how happy i was there as he has always been my favorite tennis player, ever since a started watching tennis. Oh well then i just finished baking the pizza and then eating it lol the whole thing was gone so quickly when i reached for another piece i realized i had finished it all up. I just started writing this post cuz the site i was watching the movie on said i had to wait for 54mins before watching the second half of it and i had to busy myself in something, only 10mins of wait left and i will be back to the movie and hit the sack as soon as its over or thats what im hoping. Its pretty late for someone to be goin to bed its 5:38 suns out and once again i will miss day light as il be sleeping through it :( will try waking up early. Back to the movie now yay :D

m making Mango Jam :D

It's 4:18 a.m and i am trying to make mango jam...yes for the first time :)
The mango is in the microwave and making weird noises wait let me check it...agh there is mango juice all inside the microwave so extra work will have to clean it:( anyways now will let the mango cool down so that i can peel it easily and not to forget music to entertain me !

This aint nothin but a Summer jam bronze skin and cinnamon tan Whoa!
perfect song for the occasion aint it? :) the mango has cooled down after being run under cold water so i am peeling it now and the next song on my playlist is Evil deeds by eminem.

Mashing the mango pulp with a fork on the beats of don't cha is fun.
Now the mangoes are mashed and i have switched to my Urdu playlist starting with 'Dil chahta hy kabhi na beetain chamkeelay din' i so love this song <3

Say hoi ho hoi!gonna lose control ! yes thats the song playing now and the sugar and water are in the sauce pan and on the stove. Thank God i rechecked the recipe it says to keep the heat low and i had it full on! Slowly stirring in sugar and water with one of my favorite slow melody 'sanson ko sanson mai dhalnay do zara' .
Its boiling now so i have increased the heat to medium high but i have no idea when the 'soft fine threads' will be formed so that i can add the mango pulp to it, in fact i dont even know what they are :P
I dont have Safron threads so i just poured in the mango pulp, stirred for a while now waiting for it to thicken which should take 5-8 minutes. while i am waiting i'll listen to 'rubaroo roshni' on repeat. Oh yea gotta keep stirring atleast once every min or it starts sticking to the pan.

Finally!its ready and poured into a container i will take some snaps before putting it away to cool.

If You wanna make this jam here are the ingredients:
500g mango
3/4 cup sugar
3/8 cup water
1 1/2 saffron threads.(optional)

I halved the original recipe which i found on http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Mango-Jam/Detail.aspx

Now i hope it tastes good :) woah just noticed ready in exactly 1 hour as the site had said cool!
whew sleep time now. laters:)

time settings

i just saw that my posts dont show the original time like when i posted em and i dont know how to fix that :(
sometimes in life we feel so blue, but someone somewhere is sadder than you.
Somewhere far across the border when a war prisoner sleeps, missing his loved ones he silently weeps..
Somewhere a mother painfully sighs because her new born didn't open her eyes..
Somewhere a poor dad silently cries, when he sees his son begging for a bowl of rice..
Somewhere in an orphanage a little girl is sad, she wishes she was with her mom and dad..
So at times among the known reasons of a smile, you may not have any
Just tell yourself you are happier than many:)
Its a beautiful life and its not always blue,
Someone somewhere is not as happy as you !
OK so its my blog i can write any crap about myself. Ah of course my mental censorship center wont allow me to write 'any crap' but whatever i can manage without it.
Today im gonna bake chocoloate cupcakes my very first cupcakes ever i hope they turn out great (m overly optimistic about everything so my first cupcake experience is included in that)! Its a pretty simple recipe, for most, oh m on the fon complete this later:P
okie m back so the cupcakes turned out great though the oven door wouldn't close properly heat was escaping and they took way longer than the required time. Oh and then a bay ewwy lizard came in the kitchen i made such a racket throwing cutlery at it that my grandma woke up and came to ask whats going on. I told her there was a lizy in a basket n she PICKED THE BASKET WITH BARE HANDS! i screamed as the lizy jumped on the floor from the basket and my grandma was trying to step on it but was aiming a foot away from it. I dint bother telling her that as i dint want to witness the gruesome killing :P Finally the lizard escaped into some corner and i cleaned up the kitchen still fearing it might jump over me any second.
Now m sitting idle (besides typing this :P ) and trying to decide whether i should sleep now or not...hmm..will go have a quick walk in the garden the chirping birds sound so inviting and i love walking barefoot on the early morning dewy grass :) update later!

silent plea

fears
tears
hurt
sorrow...
yet waiting for a better tomorrow.
sunshine
rain
flowers
smiles
but ask why my soul still cries?
poems
songs
love notes
hearts
the love birds fly even further apart
peace
freedom
silence
serenity
thats all i need,set me free...

The Diary

"Stop!" she yelled with all her might but the young man kept running with her diary in his hand. Her high heels did not allow her to chase after him and she could not do away with them not only because they were very expensive but they belonged to her aunt Silia, neither could she hold them as her hands were full of numerous other diaries. What would happen now? why had this man stolen her diary? It wouldn't be of any use to him but her life depended on it, she searched her memory trying to remember which year of her life did that diary belong to...what sinful secrets of hers did it hold. As her memory worked she went numb with fear, if the diary somehow reached her parents or any member of her family she would be devastated. She would never be able to face any of them again how humiliated she would be!
Anne cursed herself for choosing this very street, thinking it was the best site for burning away her life's secrets. Now as she looked around the sudden realization of being alone scared her. She was a very brave girl but this stinky dark street with cats darting around and dogs howling in the distance scared her. Tall buildings rose on both sides without any windows or openings, they were not even painted and the rough bricks seemed to be on the verge of crushing under their own weight. Sighing loudly she turned back to go home, her mission had not been accomplished but something was wrong about this night , she would fail even if she tried again she could sense it...(enuf lameness wil continu leta)
I yawned again trying to keep my eyes open, the story was about to end i had to finish reading it before i went to bed. It was a mystery one and i being more of a romantic novel lover did not like it much but i have this thing about me once i start reading something i can not rest in peace untill i have finished it. Also the plot was all jumbled up, every paragraph contradicted the previous one. Why did i even start reading this story in the first place? i could have writen better than that AND that thought alerted me shooing all the sleepiness away. I hit blog spot and that is how this blog of mine came into being :P