so like , having your passport lost sucks
and what more sucks is that you didnt do it, a guy in your team misplaced it
and what sucks even more is that its not misplaced, but your locked drawer is also missing a packed cell phone
and what sucks even more is that you will have to pay 8k for urgent loss passport fee
what sucks even more than that is that all you travel history is lost and all valid visas gone
lets see how the stakes are raised by events to come..........
It was a quiet night. Electricity was gone for past 30 hours as it was raining and streets were flooded with water. As there was no electricity there was no TV, no radio , in short no noise, it was a quiet night indeed.
Pat sat holding his bat on the mat. He had lost his ball thus the game he was playing was to pretend that the mat was a ship in a flowing river and his bat the oar that he was swiftly using to maneuver his way through the river.
Suddenly there was a short knock on the door, In the complete silence it sounded like thunder.
"Who is it " shouted Pat from his mat., in answer to the question there were a series of knocks of varying durations, two long one short , two short one long, one short , three short , three short , one short two long , four short , three long.
Pat was confused as the knocks sounded to be in Morse code, and the Morse code of the knocks seem to be saying 'Guess who'
"what do you mean guess who, you don't go knocking people's doors and play guess who" , shouted Pat back.
once more the door started vibrating from the various knocking patterns, Pat had to really tune his ears to listen up what was being said this time around. , One long, four short , two short , three short , two short , three short , one long , four short , one short
'This is the ' , wondered Pat, "this is the who ? " he asked aloud.
This time the knocks on the front door said 'Bill'
"Bill" , wondered at aloud to himself , why would the kid from his class who lived 4 blocks away would be coming to his house in this heavy rain.
He got up from the mat and went to open the door. From the peep hole in the door he saw a small figure hunched in the rain and trying to cover his head from the drops, his face was hidden behind the raised arms.
He opened the door and Bill rushed in from the rain and went directly infront of the fire place.
Bill took of the heavy wet rain coat , socks and cap , his Golden hair falling all the way down to the middle of his back along with Pat's mouth with if not hinged to his face would have fallen to the ground .
Bill turned around and shouted angrily , "What took you so long ? i had been pounding like anything for the past 10 minutes" , said Lassie , who wasn't Bill,
Pat's managed to drag his mouth up and stutter " b..bu..but your not Bill !"
"Ofcourse im not Bill what ever in the world gave you that idea? "
"You said it so yourself when i asked who it was "
"said myself ? i could hear nothing but the wet cold rain falling down on me , im SO going to catch a cold now because of you opening the door in a million years "
"but but , You said it was Bill , in your Knocks , through the Morse code "
"Morse Code ? what ever gave you the idea i would know Morse code ? it was freezing outside and when you didn't answer the first two knocks i started pounding till i get an answer. You were suppose to be expecting me i believe, your mom and dad agreed to have me over for the weekend while my parents are out of town remember? "
And then Pat realised that whatever Lassie was saying was true and indeed , who would communicate in Morse code in normal every day life? Lassie was going to be staying over at his house this weekend, and Pat's Grandma was also going to come over, infact his mom and dad would already be coming back from the train station now after picking her up.
"Sorry Lassie , i guess it is my mistake that you got completely drenched"
"Oh never mind that , i have some exciting news for you... " , said Lassie,
Now that Pat looked carefully , he did notice that Lassie was over excited, more than the usual as lassie was almost always running around poking her nose in things.
He wondered what was this exciting news. Little did he know now that this one news will take him to his biggest ever adventure.
so tomorrow i head out to islamabad, and after January of 1998 this is once again i am not just going to visit islamabad for a day or two but now i have to move there to live.
so tomorrow i leave lahore after 6 years. Ever since i started this job , and now i have to move to Islamabad once again. One would think that having lived 5 year during graduation and 8 years in childhood in the twin cities a person would be ok with going to the place. But somehow i aint that much enthusiastic about it, though i have a huge circle of friends over there bigger than ones i have here in lahore.
I have to go and find myself an apartment now, lets see where i end up at but i have my eyes on bahria town, given its gonna take me 40 mins one way drive to office each morning but its a nice quiet place, the other option might be some where in F11 area. The next step will be to moving my stuff and buying some furniture here.
For now , the new responsibilites are going to be enough to keep me busy.
Islamabad here i come , with a flu i might add
so in another dream in the sleep of 30 mins that i go just before sehri , i received a sms from a friend which said this "You will get all the light that you need by lunch time". i was contemplating on the weirdness of the content that i was waken up by a call from another friend who was making sure i dont miss the sehri.
reaching 5 am in the morning the previous night and getting poor sleep and a long day i was already so exhausted that i decided against me moving out of the bed and go down for sehri, instead i drank all the water i could fill up myself with and decided to force sleep. needless to say the venture was useless
and then my mind driffted to the "you will get all the light.." message and then light went out,, by 11am i decided to stop pretending to sleep and actually reach office as my new manager was under the illusion that i was in office somewhere since 9am or somethingy, cause that the time i was answering hiscalls and all that.
new manager reminds me how screwed i will be in the next 1-1/2 hours, yesterday i was sent in invite for a monthly project review of the new project i undertook last week and i was asked if the slide pack which was sent on 18th sept to the previous guy was ready and that i would be presenting it, after 20 hours im still awaiting few input from finance to complete the presentation, oh i hate project managment.
in another news, islamabad has bad sheesha
usually i dont remember dreams after waking up, its a habit ive developed over the years because some do come true, but today while traveling back to Lahore i managed to get a shut eye which usually dont happen on daewoo ,
so im in office and i visit my manager and while talking to him in his room i kinda get a look at his laptops screen and i see that the webpage is on my blog , and i think like what ?? and pretend to have the normal conversation with him and like he doesn't mention the blog or anythingy, and then i go downstairs and on my way i stop at the lead design architect on the project and this guy is too has a webpage open and its my blog , and i think to myself , damn i need to change my blog address now :P
dont remember anythingy else that might have happened in the dream
information overload...
anomaly in computing data
brain malfunction
hulk integrity breached
shutdown shutdown
