ABSTRACT DIARY

I love this song,sang by R.kelly,,,i can relate to this song,thats why i love it ,,whenever i feel sad ,,i listen this ,,it gives me comfort,,,so sharing it with u,,,,
I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly

See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
Hey, cuz I believe in me,
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

let's talk abt flying. Flying is something i am in love with.once its liking crossed the boundries but now it comes in its boundries again.i love aircraft,aeroplanes and helis and stuff like that. u must think i m freak ,,may be i m. Not preety much sure abt it.i have heard and seen that those who failed in worldly love ( ishq-e-mijazi) get a chance to be involved in real love (ishq-e-haqiqi),,may Allah give me chance to be involved in that,,,,

so we were talking abt flying,,once i got a chance ,,chance to be part of my favourite organization as fighter pilot but i failed...years back one day i decided if i get a chance and i would get failed then i would commit suicide but when i realy failed i didn't commit any suicide ,,because i think i m not that type of person or so....,,so i gave up that nasty idea,,,,but the love of flying is still with me and will be with me all the time,,,,but i know for sure that life is not all abt flying,,u have to see life in braoder terms,,life is a test ,,,i m not feeling well at this time ,,,it happens when i hear abt the death of someone,,,yesterday i heard abt a death of one of my neigbourer . he was quite young,,,in his early twenties,,,he had been fighting with the throat cancer from a year or so,,,when yesterday i heard abt his death,from then i has been thinking abt the death and that guy,,,,even i don't know him,,this happen to me and ,,may be it happen with every one,,,will share my thoughts abt flying in future
bye,,

I got up on time even a bit earlier,and it is quite rare in this month because of vacation I usualy get up very late some time 11:00 or 12 :00.but today is a special today,,yeah,,,match in my city karachi.i usualy like to watch matches on T.V. so watched the whole match on TV

Today is a holiday for students,,it can only happen in karachi. the nosie spectaters were making was realy good . and just then the carnage started . a carnage from pakistani batsmen towards english bowlers. Afridi was playing realy well,,silly run out. And pakistani popoye the sailor " Razzaq "...he is definately the best hitter in the death over. Thank God karachi hosted an international match safely. i don't know who the hell created the fuss that karachi is the most dangerous city and blah blah blah..
on the other day i was reading the daily diary of andrew miller on cricinfo . he share his thoughs about karachi .so let me share it with u ,diary,,,

"It is a raucous city, in which everyone is on the go, and everyone is
on the make Taxi drivers have an Arabesque understanding of the
value of the pound,while little kids swarm around the innumerable
traffic lights, relentlessly tapping the stranded motorists for spare
change. Karachi is a functional metropolis in the starkest sense.
It does not exist for the benefit of its visitors, and it barely seems
to exist for itself.This is not a city that bothers with niceties,and
therein lies the mistrust that colours its reputation. The hustle,
the bustle,the slight air of cynicism. It almost reminded me of
London. Perhaps that's why Karachi is so feared.It's so much
easierto romanticise than empathise. "