<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757</id><updated>2011-08-05T00:54:01.109+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing the need</title><subtitle type='html'>The most Costly SLAVE Works More, Eats little, Sleeps barely and Speaks less..............Like most, I am ECONOMICAL</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-6615669550285003099</id><published>2007-09-26T02:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T03:06:19.348+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Causes or for CAUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The mental wanderlust is not doing me any good; when there are several forces acting at one point and at one time, the resultant vector becomes tense. Such are the laws of physics and I obviously have limitations, being aware of them is causing recklessness; far more than the desire to investigate their actual truths.&lt;br /&gt;Presently, all my mental and physical faculties are eroding. The more I tend to solve problems or rationalize my options, blurred vision is furthered.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get out of this phase. Some interruptions of good moments really get me going and it’s during them that I am more aware of the bounties, God has bestowed upon me.&lt;br /&gt;Religion is important; but I am not at all interested to judge or define others with this parameter alone. I am an ardent believer of personal privacy and it doesn’t inspire me to be a preacher. Each time I come across a believer with acute mouth diarrhea, I get extremely agitated. Holy month of Ramzan fails to fast their mouth and it is now so palpable that more they explore their belief, less tolerant they get. Preaching is best done from every body part except the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Media, political tensions and battle(s) for power and religion exhausts my nerves. I know I dwell too much on them and mere brooding takes me no where. I want to be in the mission, not to save or conquer the world but to serve this motherland of ours in meager of ways I could. If in this process any other thing gets benefit, it is by chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it is not an issue that I will win or lose, live or die, gain or fail, but whether as a soldier did I struggle or not? The underline and primary job of war is to fight; till the last breath, till last drop of blood. I will fight not for victory, but for the cause and love of my home and land.&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan harkens me and if I have iota sincerity, I will not wait for any thing any further!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye wo mai hai, keh jis ka nasha ootarta hee nahin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This potion (of patriotism) has placed me in a forever hangover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-6615669550285003099?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6615669550285003099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=6615669550285003099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/6615669550285003099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/6615669550285003099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2007/09/causes-or-for-cause.html' title='Causes or for CAUSE'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-8398071437412652165</id><published>2007-09-23T06:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:30:35.990+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of my own</title><content type='html'>It is perhaps another random return to the blogging, more an inspiration after taking a look at friend’s thoughts, rather than my own impulse. The only thing ample I have these days is time. Its no steady pitwork only some casual digging with a meager hope to find a ‘Resource’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legal rambling has been fun, I love my job. I really like ripping apart the hidden meanings of a ‘mere’ word, reading about legal systems, solving riddles of constitution, analysing 'offences', picking up mistakes of police, knitting (sometimes 'tearing' too), a spoiled family relation in the family court, soliciting advice to the commercial world, and above all knowing and diversifying my personality by staying amongst all sorts of criminals, commoners, and elite corporate monetary type. They are reasons enough to live forever. However for the world bearing the fruit is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my life, I have preached and over emphasized the power of money and economics; this even led me to have a short run affair with economics. Economics have returned like a jealous mistress. In the family court of law, palimony is a big question. Now in my real life, palimony is a big question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such an uneasy feeling that how unprepared I was for these moments. I have to blame myself.  It is my old flaw; posing and thinking questions of all sorts and failing to focus on their answers. I am looking for my trickle down and its taking long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My non-rational replies to these questions are convenient; and for the moment I better stick on to them. &lt;em&gt;Before leaving, God made this very clear to me that I am here on this planet for some job, and I better go back after doing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-8398071437412652165?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8398071437412652165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=8398071437412652165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/8398071437412652165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/8398071437412652165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts-of-my-own.html' title='Thoughts of my own'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-3872347177707152607</id><published>2007-03-14T14:01:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:03:24.503+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge and judgment</title><content type='html'>The actions and reasons of actions are different things. Similarly a trial purely based on the law and if divorces all other factors, become farce. Laws operate on the society and their interpretation has to be done, keeping in view the resultant effect of the decision on the society as a whole, before it stays forever in a dull volume of precedents.&lt;br /&gt;It is the responsibility of the Judge to measure the scope of the decree, and a Judge who masters this art is really a Judge.&lt;br /&gt;However, it is also important that this weapon must not be applied in each and every matter. The certainty in the law has to be ensured at the same time. Relativity overwhelms and the variables of a judgment are simply too immense to determine the quality of a judgment.&lt;br /&gt;The administration of justice is a very delicate responsibility. The reverence, protocols, title, position and attributes vested in the Judge should not be taken as his mere virtues. Thy Lord has to be bowed because of the divine virtues he carries in his position. Before the society realizes his acme status, the Judge himself should wholly upright his character.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-3872347177707152607?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3872347177707152607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=3872347177707152607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/3872347177707152607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/3872347177707152607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2007/03/judge-and-judgment_14.html' title='Judge and judgment'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-1088364276327160136</id><published>2007-03-13T22:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:00:02.630+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the light of present circumstances, the blogging spirit has aroused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crises in Pakistan continue, but somehow the vigour to do something if at all, for this motherland keep soaring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-1088364276327160136?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1088364276327160136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=1088364276327160136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/1088364276327160136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/1088364276327160136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-light-of-present-circumstances.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-115437776264943985</id><published>2006-08-01T00:33:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T01:29:22.696+05:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTIMS of VICTIMS (Curse of History)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I am always blamed of writing 'emotions' and 'crowd winning' reasons rather than rational one. Undoubtedly this comes from my sector of liberatarian friends. The other rightist are not ready to accept me in their camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;The recent events have almost forced me to jot down my share in the ongoing war. I see the conflict in following ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;1) Legally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;2) Historically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;3) Religiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;4) Politically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;The legal perspective is clear: Hizbullah initially violated the International Law by capturing the Israeli soldiers and killing around 5 Israelis. However this only triggered the 'armed conflict' which was containable but later so ferociously the Israeli army violated the International Humanitarian Law and the established norms of all 4 Geneva Conventions. The indiscriminate bombing of civilians and non-military infrastructure was an utter madness and some barbaric acts (recently of Qana) do come under the 'WAR CRIMES'. Hizbullah also has a brief share of violating the International Humanitarian Law by bombing non military targets in Haifa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Historically i am inclined to take the so called 'wrong' side. I can't forget the incapacity of the entire Arab and Muslim world to take on their enemy. The so cheap way of 'selling lands' to Jews and playing Poker in Aksa, with pimps strutly moving outside is a true muslim history. I also believe as in Quran that 'though we will not like war but it is bound to happen' and some decisions are only possible through war. The unfinished war inflicts further misery. Personally i really wished at least one war to have reached a final CONCLUSION. The battle of Siffin was avoided in the final hours by placing Quran on spears by Muawiya. Unfortunately the Muslim legacy of Siffin will continue, historically speaking perhaps forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Religiously, i simply cant bear the sight and plight of miseries of my Muslim brethren. Although even as a human its unbearable but being a muslim, almost unconsciously i feel pain after such events. No matter how much i try to ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Politically, it is an established tenet that the western world wants no threat to Israel by any state in the Middle East. In exchange they want to guard all their economic interests, and Imperial control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Lastly i personally believe that Muslims should now accept the right of Israel to exist. Any insane military adventure (whether from Iranian boasts or other Umma interests) is insane. Secondly the WEST MUST understand that their is a HUGE HUGE difference between the REAL terrorist muslim organizations (like AlQaeeda, and other Lashkar, sipahs etc with global visions and more importantly less sympathy in the Muslim world) and Hamas or Hizbullah which are not terrorist but has a legal patronage under the International Law. They are not only democratic but also has a right to carry weapons against Israel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Unfortunately the principles of Natural Law holds for all time, no community or nation can outstand its cruel test. Ignorance, humiliation, suffering, bondage, occupation and pains can only end once they are accepted. To be victorious ultimately, acceptance of defeat is must. Muslims must understand that their present visions of all kinds are not taking them anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Lets dare to accept the Treaty of Versailles, or even worse and come out as better humans (understandably better Muslims) after a thorough self probe..................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-115437776264943985?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/115437776264943985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=115437776264943985&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115437776264943985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115437776264943985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/08/victims-of-victims-curse-of-history.html' title='VICTIMS of VICTIMS (Curse of History)'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-115106134654436044</id><published>2006-06-23T16:07:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:15:46.560+05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel this everyday NOW.......Quite FUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is passing quickly. I have to act fast, resist all my temptations and move without any interruption. Things will not change unless i bring it about in my ownself. The world cares none and in this brief odd life, i have to put up the best show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The consequences of my failure are beyond imaginable and with each passing moment i can breath in its painful taste. Yes, I have found my way, long and full of short run troubles but beyond its serene and comfortable. The lusts of the world wants to take me away, and though i will succumb at certain points, but ultimately my unending desire to achieve the LAKSH will prevail. I will fight and this is a COMBAT season. Its no time to waste and sleep must wait. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-115106134654436044?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/115106134654436044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=115106134654436044&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115106134654436044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115106134654436044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-this-everyday-nowquite-funny.html' title='I feel this everyday NOW.......Quite FUNNY'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-115057586305998789</id><published>2006-06-18T01:06:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:24:23.073+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God, for not fulfilling our every desire. I wonder if this could happen, what would happen? As a law student and as a poor social observer, i believed that the gap between the theoretical and practical world is a cause of real mess in this whole world. To some degree, this is absolutely true. But both these domains are completely apart and yet linked. We are free in thinking all the unthinkables but limited when it comes to actual business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if the wishes of following would come true:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) My wish to achieve everything without the present set of life style and poorest struggle levels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) A Mullah wish to turn this country into their Islamic State.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) A shiite wish to turn this state into an Iran type State.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) A sunnite wish to turn this state into a Saudi Prototype State.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) A human right activists wish to turn this state into a Secular State.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Every Pakistani's wish to make things go his favor entirely without difficulty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Our prayers in every pray, to have ONLY joys in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And zillion other wishes of zillion people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came to a bright conclusion that if all our wishes come true then no more we will be beautiful humans, we will become God and we should better mind OUR own BUSINESS. Adversary make our lives beautiful and though we will continue to be imperfect, its time around to stay in this world for SOME TIME and go back home. A wish chaser will be a loser even if he gets it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-115057586305998789?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/115057586305998789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=115057586305998789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115057586305998789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115057586305998789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-thank-god-for-not-fulfilling-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-115057472927288070</id><published>2006-06-18T00:18:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:05:29.323+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Verily, Man is in crises.............</title><content type='html'>I like writing but blogging came as an opportunity with crises. Since the time i started to blog, my focus of writing is not to satisfy myself but  to what others may like or want to read. Last 40 odd days will consume me to think about this issue too. If it is a forum for advertisment and the GoogleAdsense certainly adds to it, then no way i am successful in earning a penny from this. Secondly, if i want to promote my dogmas to others, i am so clear now that before you preach you should be preached. Thirdly, one reason of my rare posts owes to government decision not to pave the way of its ready access in Pakistan. Lastly, even here i feel like competing with fellow bloggers and in this process will kill my already wounded potentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not self contradicting myself but the posts will continue to appear on this blog because it is certainly an active forum where people can learn from other's experiences and few others like me can narrate their inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am tired. For the moment its enough of this worldly experience.&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Faiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                "Apnay abao ajdad kee meeras hai, keh phir bhe jeay jatay hain&lt;br /&gt;               Kiya ye kisi muflis kee kaba hai jis mai har gharee zulm kay paiwand lagay jatay hain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This life is a bequeathed legacy, and we keep on suffering. Isnt' this life a poor man's shawl, where patches of pain are wooven every moment.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-115057472927288070?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/115057472927288070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=115057472927288070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115057472927288070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/115057472927288070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/06/verily-man-is-in-crises.html' title='Verily, Man is in crises.............'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114729628831780618</id><published>2006-05-11T01:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T02:41:09.470+05:00</updated><title type='text'>From life to jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think the funny part of life really comes from enjoying it. Ultimately everyone realizes that life is SERIOUS and if it goes even without a meager effort to help others, its of little worth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 'fun', i think is not relative and though its degree or boiling point may vary but the basic formula is same for all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fun and make fun is clearly a difficult art and not many will be able to distinguish between the two. If you enjoy the fun it is a true fun but to enjoy the "make fun" will come at the cost of "hurt". Although the hurt level of many will be unreasonable but i guess lets co-exist with them. Following instances will provide interest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) A cousin, Major in Army is too swagger but yet a funny man. On the dooms day of 8th October 2005 he was in Kakool (Abbotabad, 'one of epic centre) when the earthquake struck. He was at the barber shop, tied in a sheet with everyone around saluting him. The barber smeared half of his face with the shaving cream and then...................The earth quake, and everyone ran out of the shop but he in that funny position was dismayed. His subordinates then yelled, 'Sahab afsari chado tay naso' (Sir, forget your position and just run). He also ran frantically and stayed out in the open with still a white apron and half face with cream on. The entire Academy saw Major Sahab in pity and the rest are details. The best thing however is that he narrates the event to everyone. He is still a swagger and a Major with a funny past. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) My very close friend for the last 17years got the name "PHAT PHAT" (from derivation of Rickshaw phat phatty, further derived from his family name RISHI) in class 3. He was toooooo famous all over and seems to be normal about it until one day last year. He got a job, prestigious and formal. Then the poor chap encountered the old enemy in an office meeting after long. Unfortunately the other guy forgot his name and called him sheepishly "YAAR PHAT PHAT WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?" Rishi is still a cool chap and never stop mentioning this moment to others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) I will skip all the parts and come to the core. "PANDHS" or Bards and the first state that should come to everyone's mind must be PAKISTAN (specifically central Punjab). They joke from all range. Personal, critical, very personal, abusive, female related, animal related, state related, society related, religion related and every related. They will make you laugh till you will fall. Interestingly they do it all without any formal practice, just extempore. One of them said at the first night of his wedding to his wife, after he sees her for the first time. "Oye kina hatorie warga nak hai tera" ( How hammer like your nose is?) The instant reply from the wife "Hotoree nal apnay kil thok lay" (Hammer your nails with this then?) I wonder if non-Punjabiites will feel by the way all these jokes happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The point i am trying to make is that the joke no matter of what form is interesting. A painful fact is that "THE MOST INTERESTING JOKES ARE ALL RELATED TO SEX". Now what do do? I guess more than defining the boundaries of the joke, the most important thing to learn is "When to joke, and when not to JOKE", because life is indeed serious and those who fail to learn this never become a joke but tragedy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114729628831780618?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114729628831780618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114729628831780618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114729628831780618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114729628831780618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/05/from-life-to-jokes.html' title='From life to jokes'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114659243369578586</id><published>2006-05-02T22:33:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:53:53.766+05:00</updated><title type='text'>JAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Aooch!!!!!!!!!!! I am so &lt;a href="http://www.fundforpeace.org/programs/fsi/fsindex2006.php?column=rank&amp;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;embarrassed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Ali Shahji jag jao (Wake up) or else...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;I only say this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;"Humain gehray gehray panioon mai lay jao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Humain oonchay oonchay parbatoon mai bhaij do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Humain har aag mai ab dhakail do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Ye tamasha ab ho ga zaroor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;kehair phootay ga dur dur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;or ab janchay jain ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; Oun mai kitna dam tha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;jo har baat par kham tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;jo ghulam na thay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;par afsos tootay to aisay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;keh phir choora choora ho gaye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;                                                           (Ali ~`)         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;English Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Take us in the deep abyss waters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Send us to the high mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Push us now in every inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The show will indeed take place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Doom will now happen in far flung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And then they will be measured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How much courage they had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That will ooze always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Those who were in no bondage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But Alas! when they all perished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even their remains scattered.                                        (Ali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*Translation: All rights reserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114659243369578586?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114659243369578586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114659243369578586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114659243369578586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114659243369578586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/05/jago.html' title='JAGO'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114608360935073543</id><published>2006-04-27T01:04:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T01:47:05.286+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday.........AND THIS TOO SHALL PASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th April 2006, it was my 23rd Birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel no change except the fact that the resilience rush has declined and ebbs of all sorts mark my face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nevertheless the way i was greeted by my family and friends at 12 last night was awesome. A special cake from loving sister and these days its her 'income' is what i rely on, when Dad's riches refuse to drain into my pocket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG LIVE MADIHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As far friends, Ahsan, Ahsan, Hassan, Nosherwan, Usman and Ehsaan came at 12 with a 'qula' (a long desi hat) and then smeared cake on my face. Later, we were off to have Icecream. Then came the real part. They paid Eunuch for a dance and 'kiss' to a birthday boy. Although she allured them sheepishly but we were few good men . After Icecream at around 1am we sat on the Jail Road near a Dhaba ( a real small untidy khoka) to have tea. Then we gave lari adda (Transport hub) and Shahi Qila (Lahore Fort) a GOOD LOOK. Real good look and finally by 230am we were at DATA SAHAB (Holiest Shrine) to pay him homage and for mystic upheaval.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I came home at 3am and my mother then gave me a good harsh physical torture. That was one gift i received after so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me on my day. I am so happy to have them as my very own. Greetings came from USA, England, Holland, HongKong, Mumbai, Delhi, Karachi, Faisalabad, Sargodha, Rawalpindi and obviously from every quarter of Lahore. I expected from number of other sources but to 'forget is a human', i guess! I GUESS ONLY...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyways another year is over and this too SHALL PASS......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114608360935073543?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114608360935073543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114608360935073543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114608360935073543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114608360935073543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthdayand-this-too-shall.html' title='Birthday.........AND THIS TOO SHALL PASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114582833644012525</id><published>2006-04-24T02:35:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T02:38:56.440+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;All templates were absurd and I was out for a change. So just thought of this 's---light' dark image and obviously no criticism about this will be TOLERATED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114582833644012525?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114582833644012525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114582833644012525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114582833644012525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114582833644012525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-templates-were-absurd-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114512527202081793</id><published>2006-04-15T23:14:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:21:12.053+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;"The best thing a person can do in crises is to MAINTAIN HIS SENSE OF HUMOUR."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(THE KING &lt;em&gt;KHAN......no one but SHAHRUKH)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114512527202081793?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114512527202081793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114512527202081793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114512527202081793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114512527202081793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-thing-person-can-do-in-crises-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114502931156768308</id><published>2006-04-14T20:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:41:51.586+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Country i dream of!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/urdu/miscellaneous/story/2006/04/060414_mujtaba_sectarianism_sq.shtml"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; an article, although in Urdu depicts Pakistan free of violence, sectarianism and suicide bombs, in the past. I guess i really yearn those days i have never seen myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114502931156768308?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114502931156768308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114502931156768308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114502931156768308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114502931156768308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/country-i-dream-of.html' title='The Country i dream of!!'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114496030512724834</id><published>2006-04-14T01:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:31:45.153+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Only now i have realized that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"WHEN I KILL TIME, ITS ACTUALLY THE OPPOSITE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114496030512724834?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114496030512724834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114496030512724834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114496030512724834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114496030512724834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/only-now-i-have-realized-that-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114486550401967884</id><published>2006-04-12T22:57:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:11:44.053+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;WHY the hell they dont accept my points without someone Dead in history affirming them? Ironically, they call it a RESEARCH. I wrote, if not prolifically then REASONABLY, but no dead would be my WITNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;At the other front, blast in Karachi has also wounded my heart with at least 55 deaths and hundred injured. Its an uneasy stress mounting in my chest. I gasp for breathe but ultimately inhales mourn, laments, cries, qualms of this society and my further recklessness. I am a recidivist and criminally a QUIXOTIC. The gap between my theoretical and practical world stretches up and rounds of 'ignorant nauseas' dawn on me, each second. My delays are ready to terminate me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114486550401967884?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114486550401967884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114486550401967884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114486550401967884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114486550401967884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-hell-they-dont-accept-my-points.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114468883684286895</id><published>2006-04-10T21:44:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:07:16.953+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns and Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;Q. Why the sharks dont bite lawyers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Certainly, because of PROFESSIONAL COURTESY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The lawyers are notoriously known worldwide and i have no problems with it. The MEN IN BLACK put their curse on society, make others moan and mourn. Morality knows no lawyer and these freelancers will still threaten the world by the mere sight of their uniform. A lawyer friend joked that if all the lawyers in the country will unite on the Mall they will overthrough every regime, whether militiary or political. To attain LLB degree is the easiest job in the country and even "Munna" bhai's will have no problem in taking the exams. I hope the producers will find it more convinient and invest worthy to make a film, none other than MUNNA BHAI LLB. Interestingly, the movie was made in Pakistan which was a flop, not because of its script, actors or direction but because of 'no' lawyers in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at the literary front Akbar-Abadi famously said about lawyers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Paida hua wakil to Iblees nay kaha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Allah nay mujhay sahibj-i-olaad kar diya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(When a lawyer was born, then Satan (Iblees) said that God has finally bestowed a child to me....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despite the fact that it is the most loathed profession on this planet and no wonder so many people deterred me to enter the legal field, I SO STRONGLY believe that THE BEST and THE WORSE of any SOCIETY are LAWYERS. No one but the LAWYERS. They truly believe that there is no room in this world for MEDIOCRES. I like this profession for millions of reason and one basic reason is enough that God HimSelf has declared that one of HIS cherished Name is WAKIL (A LAWYER).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Faiz Ahmad Faiz said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jis dhaj say koi maktal say nikla wo shaan salaamat rehtee hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Ye jaan to anee janee hai, is jaan kee koi baat nahin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;(The way a person comes out of the battlefield, arena, that glory remains for all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;As far the life, this life comes and goes, no worries about it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lawyers at their best follows this dictum and no other profession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SALUTE TO ALL THOSE WHO STRIVES TO UPHOLD THE LAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114468883684286895?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114468883684286895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114468883684286895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114468883684286895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114468883684286895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/guns-and-roses.html' title='Guns and Roses'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114452441593438578</id><published>2006-04-09T00:06:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:28:08.896+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Like always the first step is so difficult, As soon as the moment arrives, somehow the struggle to pull myself up becomes difficult. Not so strangely, it has happened now for so many times. The problem is that despite the fact that this is indeed the right way. All troubles will ultimately be solved once this step shall be taken. I feel like going for a bungee jump, to stand on this precipice with defeat at your back which will soon overwhelm you but the trouble is to muster up the courage and dare to embrace the freefall. If the death is inevitable then does it really matter how it comes? It shall dawn..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Knowledge without application is worse than utter ignorance. All the options are exhausted and this is the twilight of all the entertainment. Now for the real world, real action is required. Unfortunately for me not religion, not any other dogma, no relation and no power could influence so strongly that finally I could be stirred. The romance and compulsions are not natural and by the end of this day I doubt once again if I would be in the same shape or worse as if I am now?Let’s see. Tomorrow is so close, yet too far. The verge of decision making and the incessant desires of short term comfort lure me away in its deep arms. Those arms are of ignorance but admittedly provide a balm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A poor human tendency to ignore the long run and the perfect example comes from my end.I hope this day would be better than yesterday and still a benchmark of my flight for a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114452441593438578?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114452441593438578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114452441593438578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114452441593438578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114452441593438578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/indecisiveness.html' title='Indecisiveness'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114432333557829201</id><published>2006-04-06T16:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:35:35.596+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The actual JOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is the precise time to get back to studies. Here by ' studies' i mean following:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Civil Procedure Code 1908&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Criminal Procedure Code 1898&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Law of Evidence, Qanun-e-Shahadat Ordinance 1984&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Constitutional Law III&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Minor Acts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Conveyancing and Pleading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Income Tax and Labour Laws&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the past three years my version of studies was everything but academics. The reading habit i am so proud of now needs a right direction. Hope things go right, unfortunately the SAARC Moot competition in Karachi next month also seems to be a painful impediment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114432333557829201?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114432333557829201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114432333557829201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114432333557829201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114432333557829201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/actual-job.html' title='The actual JOB'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114417677677260919</id><published>2006-04-04T23:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:01:40.833+05:00</updated><title type='text'>And more PICTURES....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They sung ALI MOLA ALI, ALI, ALI to arouse our mystique glands. We obviously performed DHAMAAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hassan makes a wild move with a BIG SMILE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner which we will savour for so long. Aditi Mam really won our HEARTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Welcome at Delhi Railway Station.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The car that WALKS and runs sometime. Of course I was languishly stuck inside. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20026.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dance we did..........&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;At Jaipur food festival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wisdom tree carries my utter ignorance, the rest are its children.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We really dont get along so well...........................I mean sort of!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They danced and we did our tangos and foxtrots as well................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hassan kills Attari boredom........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20017.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20017.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My first BINDIA and Vandana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114417677677260919?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114417677677260919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114417677677260919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114417677677260919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114417677677260919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-more-pictures.html' title='And more PICTURES....................'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114415727517522178</id><published>2006-04-04T17:12:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:25:10.970+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20016.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20016.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At IP University with the Principal/Vice Chancellor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the footsteps of MadhoBala, Sheesh Mahal at Amer Palace where she danced...(Jo waada kiya wo nebhana paray ga)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaipur elephants remind SUZI (The nationwide famous elephant at Lahore Zoo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabah knows no Delhi Roads and we are still at Valedictory Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not very clear VALEDICTORY NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;image&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They truly call our Bha!!!! MANGAL PANDAY..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No romance for TAJ MAHAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am tired and all bags but a JUNIOR laughs...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Well posed before leaving Delhi...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At University of Delhi, the whole delegation with Pandit ji's Monument &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Farewell, I am haggard &amp; victorious friends &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A view from Amer Palace, JAIPUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ISHA is around and on my left unfortunately i cant recall him. Regrets friend!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1029/1934/320/Picture.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SOMEWHERE in India...........but together (a rare scene)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114415727517522178?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114415727517522178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114415727517522178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114415727517522178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114415727517522178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/picturesque.html' title='Picturesque'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114399313755751378</id><published>2006-04-02T20:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T20:52:17.573+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;When everyone looks WEST, it is the best time to explore EAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;The backdoor diplomacy is over and with loads of arrears to encounter back at home, it is not a good time to reminisce the golden days of life. India was partially new, TajMahal only a White House but somehow the new bonds formed over there have a strong aura which makes the body fidget and incessant desire to meet them again pops up. Unfortunately THIS TOO SHALL PASS but for the moment it is certain that MY PASSAGE TO INDIA made me stay with my new friends FOREVER. Almost Forever..................  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114399313755751378?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114399313755751378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114399313755751378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114399313755751378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114399313755751378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-everyone-looks-west-it-is-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114391271346234244</id><published>2006-04-01T22:19:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:32:09.803+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JUST NOW I HAVE HEARD THAT THE 18th LOVE (true love) OF MY LIFE IS GETTING MARRIED SOON. I GUESS I WILL DIE YOUNG. SHE WEDS THE UNWEDDABLE AND I CONTINUE TO LAMENT CHACHA GHALIB'S POETRY WHO SHARES THE SAME LEGACY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114391271346234244?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114391271346234244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114391271346234244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114391271346234244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114391271346234244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-now-i-have-heard-that-18th-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114374272654842899</id><published>2006-03-30T23:05:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:18:46.616+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing thing........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;I am BACK. The details will follow soon with pictures. Just before leaving for Pakistan i guess i have left my PALPITATING organ in Delhi. Surely so many new friends will take good care of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;For the moment. THANKS TO ALL. It may be impossible to pay back the amount of bestowed hospitality. I love my new friends and i hope our mutual respect and understanding will grow us tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Thankyou so much for what all of you did? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;We miss you and want all of you here in Lahore. Soon, Very soon and its an ORDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114374272654842899?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114374272654842899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114374272654842899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114374272654842899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114374272654842899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/missing-thing.html' title='Missing thing........'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114270629996096541</id><published>2006-03-18T23:02:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:04:27.693+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusually Rattled.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Believe it or not: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;In the next 45hours i am suppose to leave for YATRA. The blog will not be closed but may remain inactive till next Tuesday. Pray for me, wish me luck, give me Ashirwaat, pay sadqa, dress me with Imam Zamin and do remember me. I really need all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Hope the ordeal will be fine. Not the journey, not the manner this trip is being pursued, not the intensity of the schedule and not the burden that has been placed on me, BUT! the unusually high expectations unduly attributed to me for no reason at all frightens me really. Hope everything goes well and i will be content enough only to come out as a saviour not as the sole success who tries to overshadow the performance of his selected partners. This time i must learn how to act in a team? and contribute my ENOUGH share. Only ENOUGH share, not a single ounce more than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Apart from that i hope and really pray to God that the usual precedents of careless losses that happen only due to negligence on my part may not happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;God help me PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!! I beg and i have nothing to bargain for....Make me submissive gracefully, no terms or conditions i seek. Beggers are not the choosers and i beg, i beg, i beg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114270629996096541?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114270629996096541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114270629996096541&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270629996096541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270629996096541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/unusually-rattled.html' title='Unusually Rattled.............'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114270489241687358</id><published>2006-03-18T22:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:01:33.133+05:00</updated><title type='text'>+18, 18+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUTION/ BEWARE/ WARNING: THE POTION OF FREEDOM HAS MANY SIDE EFFECTS DIRECTLY EFFECTING YOUR SOCIAL BODY. PLEASE DONT TAKE IT WITHOUT THE EXPERT OPINION OR VALID PRESCRIPTION AND NEVER MAKE IT ACCESSIBLE TO THOSE WHO DONT NEED IT AT ALL. NO DAMAGES CAN LATER BE CLAIMED FROM THOSE WHO USED IT WITH CARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Well the following may be harsh but please do forgive me for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'VIAGRA' AND 'FREEDOM' ARE ALMOST IDENTICAL . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Is'nt It ???????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114270489241687358?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114270489241687358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114270489241687358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270489241687358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270489241687358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/18-18.html' title='+18, 18+'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114270416583261047</id><published>2006-03-18T22:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:49:25.840+05:00</updated><title type='text'>JURISDICTION FRUSTRATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;The Latin term “Juris-dictio” or ‘law saying’ will later become the fundamental term of every legal system and for the bulk of laws developed by all nations. Ordinarily it will reflect in it the space and a stretch between which a certain law would operate. In the procedural laws the jurisdiction issues will arise frequently and even the most wary legislatures will coy from defining absolutely the ‘jurisdiction’ because of the magnanimity of the term. It is however clear that in territorial area of laws, a general jurisdiction will clearly define its boundaries and parameters. The present paper will attempt to deal with ‘Jurisdiction’ as unfolded in the Code of Civil Procedure 1908.&lt;br /&gt;Since the Civil Procedural laws are to transform so many substantive laws in operation which may fall in its domain, the language of the code is must to be constructed to allow a playing surface for all of them. In at least one perspective every provision of Civil Procedure contains expressly or impliedly, directly or indirectly, and actively or passively its relation with Jurisdiction. It is only possible to identify certain provisions which flavors it well and contains therein the profound and stark features of jurisdiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Code of Civil Procedure 1908 talks JURISDICTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In determining the parameters of ‘Jurisdiction’ in Code of Civil Procedure Section 9 holds a crown position. The section in fact contains heaps of valuable legal perspectives. It allows the Courts to embrace every kind of civil suit except for which the code itself or other concerned laws bar it. This section generates and provide strong strength to the courts, only through the channels which other body of laws allow to flood it. The only check on jurisdiction expressly stated is to the other sister provisions of the same code, the later part of section in its attempt to define jurisdiction announces the other laws and their maybe compatibility with it. In each case this section open heartedly allows other laws to succumb to it. Its legislative explanation further elaborates the scope of jurisdiction of courts to try the civil suits. Since the section is based on the age old principle of ‘Ubi jus ibi remediem (wherever there is a right, there is a remedy) the moment a civil right is to be asserted the jurisdiction of all courts capable of trying it will be invoked. It is however to be kept in mind that if the ‘jurisdiction’ talks about its stretch-ness it never fails to submit to the limits.&lt;br /&gt;In order to invoke a jurisdiction certain requisites are to be fulfilled before actually a current could be sparked in it. Jurisdiction consist of taking cognizance of a case by court, establishing certain points, taking jurally observations and then ascertaining/ establishing the points as understood by that legal seat. It has been held that there lies a distinction between ‘want of jurisdiction’, ‘excess of jurisdiction’ and ‘wrong exercise of jurisdiction’. The Civil Code Procedure also subscribe to the fact that the civil courts have the authority to determine their own personal jurisdiction and when it may be so challenged the court will go through the tests (which the procedural rules itself provide) and in case of failure will not exercise it. The plaint to entertain that suit will thus be returned. Now on the other extreme if the jurisdiction of the court remains undisturbed and the parties to a suit remain contently oblivious of the jurisdiction (obviously not every suit will be contested on these grounds) and the court gives the finding on the suit, it can only be objected on the grounds of appeal, review and revision etc but not on jurisdiction.&lt;br /&gt; In PLD 1964, SC 1997 it has been held that every irregularity in the exercise of jurisdiction shall not result in the reversal or variation of decree by the appellate court. And only the irregularity of serious nature or that which spoils the merit of the case or the serious irregular exercise of jurisdiction may meet veer, but not pointing at an early stage may result in a waiver of right to object at the later stage. &lt;br /&gt;The litmus test to establish a jurisdiction can be several and the major comes from the clarity of the law to which it expressly confers power to the court dealing with the suit. Often in the preliminary inquiry such issues are brought forward. The Section 16 so exhaustive in nature talks as to the territorial jurisdiction of the court and limits it to the immoveable property as is situating in the local limits of the courts. It has been held in 1985 SCMR 604, that civil court has territorial jurisdiction over the entire district and the District Judge cannot restrict such local limits. The other parameters so exclusive to jurisdiction involves Pecuniary jurisdiction on the basis of which competency of a court and its authority is judged. Its purpose is to bring clarity in the subject matter of the trial and this may be usually judged before or at the beginning of a trial.&lt;br /&gt;Another perspective of Section 9 also reveals the jurisdiction of courts to exercise its authority to every individual. The personal jurisdiction thus comes best to define it. Since the law clearly expresses itself to ‘suit of civil nature’ it further emphasis the object of the code only to ascertain or enforce a civil right through a civil proceeding. The PLD 1949 Lahore, 301 held that the court makes no difference between common law rights and the statutory rights. Another interesting perspective reveals that it’s only the subject matter of the suit which determines the nature of the suit and not the status of the parties that comes in defining it. Though this makes us enter the debate of Civil law vs. Criminal law but in its outermost capacity the establishing of rights against one individual to another invokes the civil law, thus the suits filed as a matter of right for the assertion of civil right come directly in its fold. &lt;br /&gt;Apart from that there are however so many grounds on the basis of which suits can be barred and they may all fall under a ‘jurisdictional objection’. The jurisdictional objections seem to be so vast that almost every kind of bar put on the suit in fact amounts to fall in it. Thus the issues of concern for the court are only the jurisdictional objections and not any other relation.&lt;br /&gt;The enormity of the term and its capacity to be used especially in the civil suits seek deep, thorough and clear description rather than its definition or interpretation. The exhaustive journey of procedural codes outshines its masters and the temptation to grope it further remains insatiable. The contemporary advances in legal system and society demands quick disposal of suits and if most of them become prey to jurisdiction in its strong web, the odds are that superfluous jurisdiction frustration will continue………....I really mean it has to continue…….The temptation and frustration like this present so chaotic discourse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114270416583261047?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114270416583261047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114270416583261047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270416583261047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270416583261047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/jurisdiction-frustration.html' title='JURISDICTION FRUSTRATION'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114270401897807558</id><published>2006-03-18T22:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:47:05.833+05:00</updated><title type='text'>We the people............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Cousins from all sectors of life allied against my rationale critique of them. This may happen again. However a lawyer is must to give justification. The following says all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      PTA is harsh enough to block even the proxy busters and Google translation and access to my own blog seems only occasional, thus my ‘seriousness’ towards it received a big blow.&lt;br /&gt;2)      Everyone complained that the blog was too serious and not worth reading thus cousins who come to this blog need to KNOW about themselves too. I believe it’s a great help to them.&lt;br /&gt;3)       I don’t use ORKUT but people who go there regulate opinion about their close ones, so a vain attempts to make this forum ORKUT type.&lt;br /&gt;4)      I was not the first one who initiated the RIFT and so only reacted reasonably.&lt;br /&gt;5)      The freedom of expression gives me every right.&lt;br /&gt;6)      A very close blogger cum friend cum cousin cum langotia said that write WHATEVER you like.&lt;br /&gt;7)      I am pressingtheneed guys so CHILL!&lt;br /&gt;8)      “Is confused” or “Is confuse” are both correct but the aim that has been neutralized now was to induce the cousin to study more about what she speaks because of her despondent academic record and over possessiveness about US.&lt;br /&gt;9)      Yellow teeth are the sign of beauty almost in the entire continent of AFRICA.&lt;br /&gt;10)   Since only people abroad can go to my blog, I thought they should know about how their perception actually goes in their mother-land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who need a serious appetite I hope they will not be disappointed in future. Others who are now popular because of this blog (in anyway) can hope that their advertisement will continue in the months to come.  Finally we the people.........................can do anything we want to do or dont want to do in the name of FREEDOM. No definition, no philosophy and no compromise on freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114270401897807558?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114270401897807558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114270401897807558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270401897807558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114270401897807558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-people.html' title='We the people............................'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114227780171599662</id><published>2006-03-14T00:21:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:52:53.110+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;The easiest way to PROVOKE someone is to say something about his/her TEETH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114227780171599662?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114227780171599662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114227780171599662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114227780171599662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114227780171599662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/easiest-way-to-provoke-someone-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114210458455716574</id><published>2006-03-12T00:14:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:16:28.733+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTS OF FAITH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cousin in Australia inspires me (as a CASE STUDY) the most. Since I have observed her regularly, all the ideological phases she covered in the last (say 12years) have been a perfect sporadic tide, which signifies an evolution. Following may be the few reflections of her dubious yet a vital persona.&lt;br /&gt;1) A yodeling baby with a big mouth and uninterrupted screams.&lt;br /&gt;2) She was the declared 'mama kind' girl for everyone around.&lt;br /&gt;3) Her venture to become a Pakistani Saudi.&lt;br /&gt;4) Her re-venture to become a Saudi Pakistani.&lt;br /&gt;5) The utmost desire to become a Saudi stereotype Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;6) Unending crave to calve into a Pakistani Muslim enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;7) Obsession with music, dance and other popular SINS.&lt;br /&gt;8) March into 'dar-ul-harab' (place of ignorance) popularly known as the Kangaroo land.&lt;br /&gt;9) Romance with the faith continues in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;10) Love for Mother Land calls her again.&lt;br /&gt;11) Gropes for her identity amongst the inferior Muslims of Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;12) Become a bio-medicine researcher.&lt;br /&gt;13) Now doing sins like research on STEM CELLS, STEM CELLS and STEM CELLS and all the CLOSE CELLS.&lt;br /&gt;14) Regular intervals of intolerance, impatience and prone to Gunnah (pagan acts) feelings thus make others feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;15) She will be married soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since these are my impressions and not critical analysis of her (God forbid) the only point I intend to make is that the forces which acts on an individual at each moment of time can simply make a person think a lot and sometimes go astray. To judge each act as wrong or right for most Muslims happen through the lens of faith. The insecurity of the world and its inability to provide solutions to all our problems allow us to take refuge in the sanctity of faith even if it has to compromise so many relations a person bakes for himself.&lt;br /&gt;However one notable observation I recognize were the strong impressions of her originality which will pop up even through her dogma disguise. Her CARING and HELPFUL POSTURE can be best viewed whenever she opens her mouth with pretty DARK YELLOW teethes plugged inside. GOD BLESSES YOU!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114210458455716574?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114210458455716574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114210458455716574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114210458455716574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114210458455716574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/acts-of-faith.html' title='ACTS OF FAITH'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114141417274175888</id><published>2006-03-04T00:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:29:32.803+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;MAD DOCTORS, MAD GOVERNMENTS, MAD DECISIONS and MAD BUREACRACY. The BLOG SPOT HAS BEEN CLOSED OR RATHER CENSORED BY THE GOVERNMENT OF PAKISTAN (PTA) AFTER THE SUPREME COURT ORDERS TO BAN ALL SITES WITH THE BLASPHEMOUS CARICATURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;INTERESTINGLY, I CAN UPDATE MY BLOG WITHOUT VIEWING THE BLOG AND ONLY THOSE OUTSIDE PAKISTAN CAN SEE THE UPDATED POSTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;THE IMPACT OF HISTORY CONTINUES: QURAN AND ISLAM WILL BE CARRIED ON NAKED SWORDS AND LONG HARPOONS, MUSLIMS (OH! MUSLIMS) SADLY YOU WILL REFUSE TO RESIST THE SHREWD ADVERSARY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;THE LEGACY CONTINUES EVEN AFTER 1400 YEARS.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114141417274175888?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114141417274175888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114141417274175888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114141417274175888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114141417274175888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/mad-doctors-mad-governments-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114141314106952919</id><published>2006-03-03T23:48:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:12:21.130+05:00</updated><title type='text'>From "Purana Qila to Islam Ka Qila"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Just few hours before he arrived in Pakistan, President Bush in his address at Purana Qila in India praised the Indians tooooooooooo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Deep inside i was very uncomfortable for reasons beyond the rationality. I tried to fight hard with myself and came up with the truth. A painful truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;" No matter how much i may hate Bush or American policies but somehow everything he said about India was RIGHT, ALL RIGHT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I have uneasiness, strong qualms as my past enemy neighbour transforms into my friend but the painful sights in Pakistan and fettle of strifes all around hurts, saddens and somehow my inability to change all further depresses. I go in laments and mourns with little hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'The slogan of mullah, a mad Mullah: Pakistan will become a Qila of Islam'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114141314106952919?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114141314106952919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114141314106952919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114141314106952919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114141314106952919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/03/from-purana-qila-to-islam-ka-qila.html' title='From &quot;Purana Qila to Islam Ka Qila&quot;'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114095735473945466</id><published>2006-02-26T17:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:40:50.276+05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAR ALONE DISCOVERS LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The heart of a WOMAN who THINKS, in isolation and a distant fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Defiance is now for long so let the future be the only judge of her moves. Here she explains love, true love, pure love, spiritual love and nothing but the LOVE for all those who understands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(This post is for all those visitors of this blog who passes by it frequently without posting comments.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*The permission of the author was taken before its below publication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Humanity is the experience of a multitude of throbbing realities intertwined in a matrix that is imbued with beauty, knowledge, love and even emptiness, which is the result of the absence of these. Despite various vices that are rampant in the experience of ‘humanity’ as understood today, in the realm of the spiritual, human souls are bound by the Covenant of ‘Alast’ to the Absolute, the Infinite, the Divine Creator of humanity and all that it encompasses. Prior to human existence, this Covenant imbued within humans the qualities of love and knowledge, and of these, this review will examine ‘l’ove (which I use to mean love of worldly things, base desire, yearning) in order to gain an iota of an understanding of Divine ‘L’ove.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the innate need of the human soul to connect with the Divine, there is within every human a craving, a deep desire to perhaps return to the state of ecstasy that the soul experienced prior to its existence on earth. With the seed of Love implanted within it, the human soul has ventured into the modern era, where not only has the seed failed to germinate in countless hearts, but has been hidden in the folds of ephemeral longings and desires that play with the spiritual heart, so that it is blinded by consuming love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When speaking of the Divine, it is vital to understand that there is no comparison of any Divine quality in this world. However, there are impressions, indications, ‘aayat’ or signs, as mentioned in the Holy Book, of the existence, and hence the affirmation, of the Divine. In the extract from ‘Love for Allah’ by Shaykh Zulfiqar, love is described as ‘metaphorical love’ and Love is described as ‘True Love’. The point to note in the usage of this terminology is that a metaphor is employed when there exists a relationship between the symbol used and the signified meaning. Hence, love is metaphorical because it is somehow connected to the Love of the Divine that is inherent in the human soul. In my understanding, where Love fails to grow, or where it is undernourished in the soul, love fills in the vacuum and makes the soul ill with its intoxication. Hence, the level of Love in the soul is inversely proportional to the level of love. Where True Love is lacking, there is love of worldly creations, however, where love is lacking, there may either be Love or there may be a void that needs to be filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most striking feature of metaphorical love is that it is full of deceit. In the pursuit of desire, the self becomes so engrossed in the attainment of physical love that thoughts, actions and incentives all center around the obsessive thought of the beloved. There is in love the appearance of loyalty which is only loyalty to short-lived lust. There is yearning, which if satiated through physical contact creates more yearning. Therefore, the immediate satiation of physical desire is not fulfilling, rather it is a lethal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=19522757#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt; dose of temporary pleasure. An inescapable need to fill the well of desire within will surround the lover so that he/she does not realize that the well is accumulating with toxin so that it slowly poisons the soul, leaving no chance for the growth of the seed of True Love.&lt;br /&gt;The lover joys to dwell&lt;br /&gt;in love with Love.&lt;br /&gt;(Yahya bin Muadh)&lt;br /&gt;It appears as if worldly obsession seems to be similar to the obsession with God that is described in the poetry of the Sufis, in the manner of being all-consuming. However, it is vital to comprehend that the Sufis have experienced a germination of the seed of Love in their souls so that they are in a higher plane of existence where True Love not only satiates them but fills them so that they are at peace and in submission to the True Beloved. There is no destruction of the soul here, rather there is growth and harmony between it and the body which will act in accordance to the True Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another feature of metaphorical love is its characteristic of distance. If nearness to the beloved cannot be achieved, then the lover will continue to burn in his/her destructive desire until he/she loses his/her faculties of rationality. This can potentially transform into the feeling of despair which can aggravate the individual who has already experienced a spiritual demise. This is not true of True Love, which does not allow for despair, but which, instead improves rationality so that it goes hand in hand with the senses and makes them yield to the Love so that they are immersed in a state of continual bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the author of ‘Love for Allah’ could have drawn a comparison between yearning for worldly creation and the yearning for God, it is evident from his explanation of the principle of ‘spiritual death’ that the spirit of one enamored with love is ill and cannot fathom any form of yearning except for the worldly creation. Perhaps the best form of yearning for love is that which emanates from the germination of the seed of Love in the ‘fitra’. If one is yearning for someone or something that they hope will bring them closer to God, their spiritual heart may be in the process of awakening, or in the process of learning to fathom the depth of Love so that they can eventually experience spiritual satiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base love is most disobedient to wisdom and sense. True Love is the most pacifying and serene of states. Yet, I imagine a love of creation that is for the sake of the Divine, and that branches out of the seed within the soul. It originates quietly, splitting the soul so that it is aware of Truths beyond those experienced by the body. It spreads like fire through the being and yet, remains like imprints of silent whispers in the mind. It brings about love for creation so that all that is vile in the created becomes beautiful to the inner eye. Such a love emanates from True Love and it is through the realization of this Love that there is an awakening of the heart, soul and consequently the self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the state of True Love, there are no concerns of the lover as he/she is in a completeness that entails no worries. This state is unfathomable in my experience, however, God in His infinite Mercy has created avenues upon which to tread to obtain a closeness to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human soul is the seat of Love provided by the Divine, and the human covers this Love with superficial triviality. How ignorant are we to cover what shines with dust, and what pacifies with what exacerbates! In the passage through life which is full of thorns, we are equipped with an armor that will protect us within ourselves, but we persist in shedding it off to be in our feeble worldly attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=19522757#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Illicit love leads to a spiritual death because there is no room in the spiritual heart for God if the heart is full of the thoughts of the ‘worldly’ beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114095735473945466?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114095735473945466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114095735473945466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114095735473945466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114095735473945466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/far-alone-discovers-love.html' title='FAR ALONE DISCOVERS LOVE'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114045769949895783</id><published>2006-02-20T22:40:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:48:19.560+05:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIA EMERGES AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The prospects of “Bharat Yatra” are emerging once again, but this time to the capital New Delhi. I would like to visit Delhi for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1)      Since so many rulers have invaded it several times in history, my share is still vacant. The area between Kashmiri Gate and Chandni Chowk (Old Delhi) is centre of attraction. &lt;br /&gt;2)      It carries the flavour of two great civilizations because of its centrality i.e. The Indus Valley (Pakistan) and the Ganges Valley (India).&lt;br /&gt;3)      Once again I would like to be a peace pigeon.&lt;br /&gt;4)      This time, most of my friends have been selected too, contrary to last year’s trip to Mumbai where though I had time of life, its horrors are extant because of my sublime loneliness. (Not to forget the night stay on Karachi airport, and lost wallet episode in Mumbai)&lt;br /&gt;5)      It’s the last year at Pakistan College of Law and technically that too of my academia in my homeland (I suppose).&lt;br /&gt;6)      I would like to surprise my old friends in Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;7)      One of my favourite authors Khushwant Singh has so profoundly written about the lusty, charming and libido climate of Delhi, in his novel called DELHI.&lt;br /&gt;8)      The journey will be across Wagha on ‘Dosti-bus’ and thankfully not through the haggard aerial route.&lt;br /&gt;9)      It carries vital academic significance for my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And last but not the least at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10)  I WANT TO PAY HOMAGE DIRECTLY TO MY CHACHA GHALIB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit is to take place somewhere in mid-March and though the complex procedural requisites haven’t been fulfilled yet, I am looking forward to the trip. In each case Delhi is on cards and despite all the odds against and my CHACHA’S favourite adage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;strong&gt;Dili abhi door ast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                     (Delhi is still far away…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delhi HERE I COME. I mean here I come (INSHALLAH).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114045769949895783?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114045769949895783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114045769949895783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114045769949895783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114045769949895783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/india-emerges-again.html' title='INDIA EMERGES AGAIN'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114028228586954346</id><published>2006-02-18T21:56:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:17:46.433+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;THE SELFISH god RESIDES IN ALL. EXPLOIT IT THE MOST, FOLLOW IT CLOSELY AND IF POSSIBLE NURTURE IT WELL. IF WE ARE SELFISH, MOST OF OUR PROBLEMS ARE SOLVED BUT PLEASE DONT TRY THIS AT HOME. I LIKE THIS BELIEF BUT THE TROUBLE IS THAT THE MOMENT I TRY TO PRACTICE IT, I FALL IN LOVE. TRUE LOVE, REAL LOVE, SERIOUS LOVE and NOTHING BUT THE LOVE. Actually selfish charms are important but all of us fails to appreciate and savor the SWEET NECTOR OF SACRIFICE, OH! SACRIFICE, INDEED SACRIFCE WHICH IS SO IMMENSE A MISSING LINK OF OUR LIVES AND OUR CREATIONS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114028228586954346?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114028228586954346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114028228586954346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028228586954346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028228586954346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/selfish-god-resides-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114028177317077950</id><published>2006-02-18T21:44:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:08:00.176+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Chacha Ghalib is great, so great, ever live his words and his poetry. Chacha you had a painful life, first heart break at the age of 5 and that legacy continued till you died. He had 5 dead children and so many, so many and so many KARZAAZ (debts) hovering over his head. The drunkyard icon of subcontinent lived in misery but so rich were his thoughts actually jewels that came out of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ragon mai dornay phirnay kay hum nahin kayal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jab aankh he say na tapka to LAHU kiya hai"*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"The circulation least inspires us, if it never sheds from the eye then what worth is blood".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Translation rights are obviously reserved, to find an accurate translation look for your ownself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114028177317077950?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114028177317077950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114028177317077950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028177317077950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028177317077950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/chacha-ghalib-is-great-so-great-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114028100925231732</id><published>2006-02-18T21:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:43:31.100+05:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN PREVENTS PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Ahimsa" is power but most peace lovers fail to recognize the faculties of might. The peace needs a laboratory environment that can best be created by the 'violence' chemical around. A perfect peace is unattainable but a true peace can be achieved. Now one needs to distinguish between the perfect peace which is UTOPIA and a real peace which involves the dominance of peace over violence. The might may pains apparently but allows a larger benefit. It is virtually impossible for governance to operate without the 'naked sword' but what might be the limits to which this can be used is a query?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Personally i believe that every government is successful if it closely follows the legal code. Not many poor countries realize the power of 'enforcing laws' which is indeed a tough business. It was rightly said that when the governments worry about the people, people no more worries about themselves. Now i may be talking strangely, absurdly, and contradictory but the underlying principle is clear, all clear and very important. With all respect and due regards to Gandhi ji and his adage of AHIMSA, my love for violence need not to be overlooked. The fear of pain is real pain and every criminal will atleast be psychological deterred before carrying out a crime to some extend this way and will help minimize and neutralize the horrors of their action. I love peace but the pragmatism seeks violence and states need violence to protect the weak bodies like me. PEACE LIVES LONG BY THE CAPSULE OF VIOLENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114028100925231732?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114028100925231732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114028100925231732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028100925231732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114028100925231732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/pain-prevents-pain.html' title='PAIN PREVENTS PAIN'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114004213700714265</id><published>2006-02-16T03:12:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:14:12.996+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is to inform all that the situation in LAHORE has got WORSEN. The riots continues and the LAHORITES has completely lost the civic sense. MULLAH'S continue to exploit and the TENSION in the city dawns with each sunrise. I am sure that the hands behind these events have KHAKI gloves on them. The MULLAH tango is at its BEST when in the arms of MILITARY MISTRESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHAME on all MONKS like me, for being the MUTE WITNESS of this ongoing RAPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114004213700714265?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114004213700714265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114004213700714265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114004213700714265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114004213700714265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-to-inform-all-that-situation.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-114004154004186258</id><published>2006-02-16T02:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T03:12:20.106+05:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE ARE THE DAYS OF LAMENTATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;The great Tagore once said: My tears are not worthless, they will become jewels of my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;Honourable Chairperson and my dear friends: Today the agony of past and pains of gone years mar my soul, but i will wail no more. The desire of glorious future has been intensified and no more lusts for comfort will cool off this glowing inferno. The reality bites, this small span of life, the worldly mights and the adversary rigths all goes against. Then so comes the unending toil, giant seirras, seas of trouble and incessant sacrifice. But gone are the days of lamentaion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, its a way in the world. When the tears stop, revolution begins. I stand here neither to knit the image of optimism that defies reality, nor canvass the picture of cribs and pessimism. I merely dare to break the ice. Solutions of all troubles lie within. The legacy of our founders, men of honour and true warriors crisscross vividly. Their lesson is all clear: Destiny only manifests itself by talligating our own moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;My friends! Gone are the days of lamentation when we were merely parasites on our own resources, when we quell each other in the name of our religion and cults and so ferociously we disgraced ourselves by our ill actions. Its all past that we all dwelled in past and ignorance. No more are the days for frozen fat bodies and no more is the time to stop and cry, if at all we are to exist. Our complains, troubles and problems are all obselete. Nepotism, corruption, sectarianism, intolerance and political instability are the old venoms. If the practical world unmatches the theoretical reasoning then it is purely our misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;Honourable Chairperson! If the days of lamentaion are over then so has arrived the moment of truth. This instant in history will soon be gone. All of us did blunders, sins and shameful acts. Lets buy them all and dare to admit our mistakes. Let us all become functioning models and examples rather than loud sound boxes whose voice dismantles permanently. The battlefronts and warzones is set amidst us. Fuel the future by work, hardwork, true work, pure work, serious work and nothing but the work. Stand by the truth, shape your own principles tolerantly and if some of us are men of honor then nature knows how to assist. Our hollow guts has embarrassed us previously but now only the icons of resistence will ensure justice. Oh justice! so immense a missing link of our lives and our creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                  " No more laments, no more cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    no more wails, no more fails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    Gone are the days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    past is the case,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    just ponder the new ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    Ponder the new ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;                                    ponder the new ways. "                                            I thank you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I said all this at F.C College Declamation Contest and lost.................but! i won the hearts.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-114004154004186258?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/114004154004186258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=114004154004186258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114004154004186258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/114004154004186258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/gone-are-days-of-lamentation.html' title='GONE ARE THE DAYS OF LAMENTATION'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113994046866631142</id><published>2006-02-14T22:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:12:47.473+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jab Lahore 'JAL' raha tha.........(WHEN LAHORE WAS ON FIRE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Yesterday, the Indo-Pak cricket match at Qaddafi Stadium Lahore made me so proud. Pakistan lost but there was a serene sense. At Rahat Mart, for the first time in my life i could see so many foreigners (Indians, Americans, British and Thai). Their presence made me so proud that finally this country may be safe. But! Today, the followers of 'Islam' in their 'love' for 'Prophet' spoilled the show and in a matter of 200 minutes they turned the 'Thandi Sadak' Mall Road into a Road to hell. They were their not only to protest. Following is the list of barbaric acts my fellow townmen have perpetarted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1) Burning KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2) Putting McDonald's on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) Storming Punjab Assembly and torching it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4) Breaking atleast two dozen cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5) Firing relentlessly in air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6) Torching more than 50 motorbikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7) Looting the best shops on Mall Road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;8) Damaging severly the public property&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;9) Storming a bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;10) Attempt to put Fuel station on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;11) Breaking glasses of Hotels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MULLAH's SHAME ON YOU. Today's event has so ferociously extended my hatred for religious men. I hate them from the bottom of my heart. I will not listen even to the best things that comes out of them. I will do opposite to whatever they say. They are touts, pimps, callow men and a mar on the face of my RELIGION. A mullah is an EVIL, SLAVE OF United States, SELLS HIS SOUL FOR A PENNY, INTOLERANT, KILLER, SNAKE, one who sheds CROCODILE TEAR, LOOTER, CHARACTERLESS and man of VIOLENCE who only understands VIOLENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHAME ON YOU LAHORE, SHAME ON YOU FOR ALL WHAT YOU DID TODAY? For all other civilians involved in looting business, they were men of hollow characters, assuring us that atleast our 5 upcoming generations will remain handicap too. I am liberally pessimistic. The civic sense reached its abyss today and Valentine was turned into a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reiterate my love for Prophet(PBUH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ba Khuda Deewana basho, Ba Muhammad(Pbuh) Hoshiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say your worse say about God like lunatics, but about Mohammad BEWARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113994046866631142?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113994046866631142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113994046866631142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113994046866631142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113994046866631142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/jab-lahore-jal-raha-thawhen-lahore-was.html' title='Jab Lahore &apos;JAL&apos; raha tha.........(WHEN LAHORE WAS ON FIRE)'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113993915366310170</id><published>2006-02-14T22:38:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:45:53.663+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;SHAME ON YOU LAHORITES. YOU WERE LOOTERAS, EVIL MOBSTER, KILLER AND A SHAME FOR THE CAUSE YOU STOOD FOR. THE TOTAL COST OF A LAHORI MUSLIM IS RS. 900 ONLY. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME, SHAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;*Note: A Lahori muslim is on SALE, you can make him do anything for not more than Rs.500. They were found looting shops in the name of cartoon protest and each of them by the end of the day have their riches.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113993915366310170?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113993915366310170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113993915366310170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113993915366310170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113993915366310170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/shame-on-you-lahorites.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113985297146615410</id><published>2006-02-13T22:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:49:31.466+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  "  BAYAAN AGAR SIR-E-SHAHADAT KE TAFSEER HO JAYE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAR MUSALMAN KA KAABA ROZA-E-SHABBIR HO JAYE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;(Iqbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(If the purpose of Shahadat be explained fully, then muslims mecca will be none other then Shabbir's mausoleum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113985297146615410?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113985297146615410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113985297146615410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113985297146615410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113985297146615410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/bayaan-agar-sir-e-shahadat-ke-tafseer.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113985270121419007</id><published>2006-02-13T22:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:45:01.216+05:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUTE to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ik fikar sikhatee hai saeyaad ko nakhcheeri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ik fikar say khultay hain asbab-e-jahangeeri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ik fikar say qoumon mai maskeen-e-dilgeeri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ik fikar say mitee mai khaseet-e-akseeri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ik fikar hai Shabbeeri, wo fikar hai meri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meraas-e- musalmani, sarmaya e shabbeeri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;(Iqbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(One wisdom teaches hunter preying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One wisdom allows universe to unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One wisdom teaches nation the true stature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One wisdom allows the earth to have healing power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One wisdom is Shabberi which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Muslims heritage and Shabbir's asset)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113985270121419007?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113985270121419007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113985270121419007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113985270121419007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113985270121419007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/tribute-to.html' title='TRIBUTE to'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113925010592931738</id><published>2006-02-06T23:07:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:21:46.023+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;"LIFE IS MERELY TO DECODE LIFE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113925010592931738?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113925010592931738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113925010592931738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113925010592931738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113925010592931738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-is-merely-to-decode-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113899279221444026</id><published>2006-02-03T23:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:33:47.556+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answering Effort</title><content type='html'>My personal tenet about the portrays/pictures/images of Holy Prophet is different from the great chunk of Muslim body. I believe that the holy images of sacred Muslim figures already exist. In fact it is believed that at least one picture of Prophet Mohammad (PBUH) perhaps in Turkish museum (not confirm) is actually TRUE. The conventional catholic format Muslims, most Shias limitedly allow so, although not greater part of Muslims, traditionalists and Sunnis do not believe such way. My point is that the pictures of Hazrat Ali (as), Hazrat Imam Hassan (as), Hazrat Imam Hussein (as) and many other Shiite Imams along with picture of Hazrat Omer and Hazrat Usman can be found. Some though may be difficult to search but others are so easily available. The purpose of these pictures is simply REVERENCE as those of Jesus Christ, Holy Mary, and Buddha etc. However most Muslims believe that existence of these pictures will diffuse the notion of Perfect Omni potency of God because the Prophet’s respect is so immense that merely His image will make Muslims astray. It is insufficient argument, as although many Muslims may get astray, most will simply abhor it because of no precedents. I may be for the images but all other Muslims will not accept. I in each case respect them all.&lt;br /&gt;Another important reason of non-acceptance of Prophet’s image may be that Muslims cannot imagine the Prophet pictorially and the fears (whether rational or irrational) of accuracy errors may derail the basics of their faith. I personally believe that Characterizing Prophet in movies/films is out of question simply because of His unmatched Character. What doesn’t get into me is that if the most celebrated mournful event of Karbala can be imagined in pictorial manner with images of all major personalities, it lefts little not to allow Prophet’s image. For me, the only major concern for Muslims is that it will insecure their faith and will sabotage the purity of their original belief system. I can readily anticipate that Muslims will never allow Prophet’s image to become part of their faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113899279221444026?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113899279221444026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113899279221444026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899279221444026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899279221444026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/answering-effort.html' title='Answering Effort'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113899156199677570</id><published>2006-02-03T23:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:42:22.460+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After the emotional part, lets analyse seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to answer the following questions in the days to come. The answers will be constructed subjectively, objectively and importantly perspectively. They may be brief, insufficient and inaccurate but certainly not to answer them cannot be afforded anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1) Whether portrays/pictures/images of Holy Prophet (PBUH) is justified?&lt;br /&gt;2) What is wrong with these Danish Pictures?&lt;br /&gt;3) Why Muslims so strongly reacted to this issue?&lt;br /&gt;4) Are there any boundaries to freedom of press?&lt;br /&gt;5) Why Muhammad should be revered and not to be targeted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113899156199677570?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113899156199677570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113899156199677570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899156199677570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899156199677570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-emotional-part-lets-analyse.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113899147294386763</id><published>2006-02-03T23:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:31:12.956+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberally CONSERVATIVE for the sake of my LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“It hurts, it kills, I am infuriated, I am mad and I am fire up to the neck. Danish newspaper degraded my Ideal, my Love, and the only Forever Person who is Dearest of all to me. They seek freedom by humiliating the Man who is beloved to me more than my parents, my family, my friends, my children and this world. They want to celebrate freedom by portraying Him obnoxiously. In law each can claim damages for seditious, libel and slander reasons. I seek the heaviest penalties of all. If freedom means suffocating others for there believes, for their ideals, and testing them unnecessarily then so be it I seek bondage of this Man only, which they have dared to strip.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say bad words to the Crown, the King, and the Majesties else you will be persecuted and prosecuted. My Crown, my King has been debased and I seek persecution and prosecution. I am a Human first, then Pakistani and lastly also least a Muslim. But, the love of this Person comes first. His Honour is all to me but these demons demonised him. I hate them for hating my Charm, degrading what actually is revered by me. I am emotional of this outrageous act and the fumes of inferno will never extinguish.”&lt;br /&gt;Just adhere to the following &lt;strong&gt;Persian adage&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘BA KHUDA DEEWANA BASHO, BA MUHAMMAD (PBUH) HOSHIAR’&lt;br /&gt;(Say anything to God like lunatics, but be careful, remain diligence what you say about Muhammad) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113899147294386763?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113899147294386763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113899147294386763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899147294386763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113899147294386763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/liberally-conservative-for-sake-of-my.html' title='Liberally CONSERVATIVE for the sake of my LOVE'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113882166516452499</id><published>2006-02-02T00:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:21:05.166+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'One who comes into power often oppresses.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;                                                                                                      (Ali 'as')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113882166516452499?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113882166516452499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113882166516452499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882166516452499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882166516452499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-who-comes-into-power-often.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113882140513558558</id><published>2006-02-02T00:00:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:16:45.186+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;'THERE IS NO ROOM IN THIS WORLD FOR MEDIOCRES, EITHER BE THE BEST OR BE THE WORST OF ALL. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Only lawyers understand the best that the world evolves at a great speed when men like Osama and Bush are around. Both are men of honor, both are the best and the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;However Chacha Ghalib kay kiya KEHNAY, this appears second time on this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"WAFADARI SHART ASTWARI ASAL IMAAN HAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MARAY BUTKHANAY MAI TO KAABAY MAI BRAHMAN KO GAR DO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Pure faith is nothing but consistent, persistent and unquestionable fidelity,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If die in a temple then put brahman in the Holy Kaaba.'*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Translation is mine and not fully reflect the true flavor of Ghalib, for accuracy consult a good translation of Deewaan  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113882140513558558?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113882140513558558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113882140513558558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882140513558558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882140513558558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/there-is-no-room-in-this-world-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113882010612904375</id><published>2006-02-01T23:41:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:55:06.316+05:00</updated><title type='text'>I BUY ALL THE ARGUMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An American lady told me that US is an Imperialist force but they promote "progressive imperialism" unlike all the past forms of imperialism which were none but "exploitive imperialism". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am rattle..........................There is an answer to every question in the world but unfortunately the 'PREBUTTLES' rarely solve our problems. In the interpretation of law we rely on everything which suits are interest and ultimately laws are not followed but just what suits the case. Statutes are stagnant but they are forwarded on the wheels provided by lawyers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, i really believe on life after death. Resurrection will be nothing but just a world where all are questions will finally be answered PROPERLY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America is Imperial, so was Great Britain but US is 'progressive imperialist'............Okay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113882010612904375?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113882010612904375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113882010612904375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882010612904375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113882010612904375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-buy-all-arguments.html' title='I BUY ALL THE ARGUMENTS'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113873087386403580</id><published>2006-01-31T22:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:40:57.820+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Never before i have felt the agony of "economic distress". I really appreciate those masses who despite of need and exigency strictly adhere to their "principles" and avoid the 'Forbidden' path. Candidly i feel like selling myself, mortgaging my faith and above all trade my values for 'small' amount of WEALTH. I sympathize those who take the wrong path. LES MISERA`BLE, Jean Vaul Jeans will take the bread and run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;I thought of law coming first, but economics beats all. The empty stomach thinks of none but the food. I have done open 'SINS' with staunch witnessess around but those were never of the real bad kind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;LAWS WILL BE FORGOTTEN, RELIGION is not for STARVING, KEN, keep it for the fed soul, VALUES are charms of the book, ECONOMICS wins the BATTLE. ECONOMICS IS god, if you think otherwise ask men without WEALTH. Economics is a science of wealth, laws will prosper ONLY when i will be fed..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I am in a DIRE need of money........Dont offer or sympathise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;................ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST BELIEVE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113873087386403580?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113873087386403580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113873087386403580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113873087386403580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113873087386403580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/never-before-i-have-felt-agony-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113812847234998240</id><published>2006-01-24T23:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:47:52.350+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is to certify that Mr. Khalifa Syed Ali Hasanain Bokhari Naqvi Shah has become the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;male to visit this blog. During his stay we found him useful and exceptionally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WAILA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;We wish him all the best in his upcoming visits and future moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;President (Pressingtheneed.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mr. Khalifa Syed Ali Raza Shah Naqvi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113812847234998240?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113812847234998240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113812847234998240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113812847234998240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113812847234998240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-to-certify-that-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113812572275619991</id><published>2006-01-24T22:40:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:33:02.866+05:00</updated><title type='text'>CENTURIANS ALL THE WAY</title><content type='html'>OKAY.........I am all sorts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My free advertisment facility will attract some crowd. My burning desires have cooled off and no more infernos will extinguish the darkness around. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marathon will go ahead and guess the fastest sprint is expected from Shabab Milli (The stripling youth of Millat) who have vowed to kill it down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My cousin Ali calls me his first best friend..Ahmm!! Well kind off!! Actually YES (because initially he had NONE&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!!! kidding&lt;/span&gt; ) I mean He is GEM OF A PERSON, But his economics never fits in my liberatarian legal system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKING NEWS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am once again late for home and Dad's Constitution 1983 Article 1, Paragraph 1, Clause 1, subsection 1 states "Be home either by 11 night or come after 7 morning" applies. Tonight on the 24th of January 2006 i will be spending the first night 'of this year' outside my home. Ironically this time I am only 50minutes late “approx”. However the statistics says i am now a CENTURIAN only in 3years. So i need CONGRATS and APPLAUSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113812572275619991?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113812572275619991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113812572275619991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113812572275619991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113812572275619991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/centurians-all-way.html' title='CENTURIANS ALL THE WAY'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113809840479966192</id><published>2006-01-24T15:10:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:40:10.956+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The following is the favourite verse of President General Pervez Musharraf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mera azam itna buland hai kay paraye sholon ka khauf nahin&lt;br /&gt;mujhay dar atishay gul say hai kay kaheen chaman ko jala na day" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( My determination is so high that no more i worry about the allien fire,&lt;br /&gt;I fear the heat of flower that it may not burn my garden)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*All rights reserved regarding the translation, under the CopyRights Act, Intellectual property Rights, World Intellectual Property Rights (WIPO), Trade Related Intellectual Property System (TRIPS) and the general law of the State of Pakistan where the rule of law is professed un----------------------------endingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113809840479966192?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113803516413327276</id><published>2006-01-23T21:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:52:44.570+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you have nothing to say, the best thing is to keep your mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALI (AS) rightly said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is indirectly proportional to speech (i.e As knowledge increases, speech decreases)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113803516413327276?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113803516413327276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113803516413327276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113803516413327276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113803516413327276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-you-have-nothing-to-say-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113785153591984782</id><published>2006-01-21T18:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:36:11.390+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ms Amina Tehmasab Shah from USA has become the first person to visit this blog by registering her comments. There is no prize money or gift hamper but zillions of prayers and best wishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankyou Amina.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all others, especially guys SHAME ON YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113785153591984782?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113785153591984782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113785153591984782&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113785153591984782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113785153591984782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/ms-amina-tehmasab-shah-from-usa-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113743419633408674</id><published>2006-01-16T22:41:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:01:33.246+05:00</updated><title type='text'>They say bad things about my blog...................</title><content type='html'>I have been told that the blog is boring, lackluster, dry, repetative, dull and above all without any utility. Obviously i embrace all the criticism which is almost true. But there remain few reasons for that too:&lt;br /&gt;1) Initially the purpose of the blog is still unknown to me and i just paste posts which otherwise are in the insecure territory of my PC folders.&lt;br /&gt;2) My experiments with blog are only few and the technicalities required to make it attractive, cute and image filled are unknown to me. The person who has claimed to help me however has been imported from VIRGINIA.&lt;br /&gt;3) That person is going back to VIRGINIA in 50hours time, ALMOST. The odds are he will never land at my place for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;4) Since there has been virtually no one who has so far posted any comment, my evasion towards the blog is justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;5) All those who have commented NEGATIVELY about the blog, dont even have their own.&lt;br /&gt;So all of you who have emailed, sms and called just to say bad things about this MATURE blog are men and women, unqualified to do that. But in each case they are all PRESSING THE NEED to change the format of this blog they have little or no reason to visit, more than once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113743419633408674?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113743419633408674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113743419633408674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113743419633408674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113743419633408674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/they-say-bad-things-about-my-blog.html' title='They say bad things about my blog...................'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113714560832240736</id><published>2006-01-13T14:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:46:48.523+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjectivity, Objectivity and now Perspectivity</title><content type='html'>To stick to the code is the most difficult thing in the world. It is not the &lt;em&gt;goodness&lt;/em&gt; or the &lt;em&gt;badness &lt;/em&gt;of the law that matters but adherence to it. Societies have prosper by mere adherence to the rules that were so disgusting in every sense. The best society has good laws and good adherence (obviously with an inbuilt mechanism of legal evolution), a just society still has bad laws but good adherence and this allows a system to move forward, but a bad and malignated society actually have some good laws but NO adherence, thus text book evolution will speedily take place but a parallel setup of practical laws will create a huge gulf inbetween. And obviously there still can be a society with bad laws and virtually no adherence, then it would still operate not because of its distance from the 'bad laws' but from the creation of another web of laws that will sprout from practice. So what to do and where to stand off...........No individual can decide but a society.. If the best way to depict the decision of a society is through "democracy" then there still is another long array of queries. For a moment the most vital thing is to &lt;em&gt;have some sort of rules and at an individual level practice the fact that whether one would like to adhere to them or practice them &lt;/em&gt;without &lt;em&gt;illgermane &lt;/em&gt;propositions corrupting its source in the name of evolution but actually an utter neglection.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113714560832240736?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113714560832240736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113714560832240736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113714560832240736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113714560832240736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/subjectivity-objectivity-and-now.html' title='Subjectivity, Objectivity and now Perspectivity'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113714386882445856</id><published>2006-01-13T14:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:20:16.683+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Believe it or not: &lt;em&gt;The system of the world ULTIMATELY operates on MERIT...............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113714386882445856?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113714386882445856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113714386882445856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113714386882445856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113714386882445856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/believe-it-or-not-system-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113658068463772747</id><published>2006-01-07T01:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:51:24.716+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamenting the demise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just received a forwarded message that a friend has died. It is must to pay him the due tribute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBITUARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Mr. Sense had been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bueraucratic red tape.&lt;br /&gt;He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).&lt;br /&gt;His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place - reports of a six-year old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student, but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge financial settlement.&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his dauughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers, My Rights and I'm a Whiner.&lt;br /&gt;Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113658068463772747?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113658068463772747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113658068463772747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113658068463772747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113658068463772747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/lamenting-demise.html' title='Lamenting the demise'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113606071327143940</id><published>2006-01-01T01:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T01:25:13.280+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a newyear and so far there is virtually nothing new about it...................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113606071327143940?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113606071327143940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113606071327143940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113606071327143940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113606071327143940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-newyear-and-so-far-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113525014749946379</id><published>2005-12-22T15:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:15:47.533+05:00</updated><title type='text'>No action simply brings poetry..............................</title><content type='html'>I know HOW TO WIN? I know how most of my problems can be solved? and i know how the tension that vomits frequently out of me can be cured? BUT!!!!!!!! i am afraid that i dont know how to ACT? Delay and failure to muster up the courage merely to perform trivial duties has now become a regular trait. I analyse myself well but even after a detail conclusion SOMEHOW i again fall into a whirlpool of desires and the web of what others call Satan!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The year is about to end and the newyear resolutions will again be the central focus but unfortunately i have used "BUT" now too frequently.............................................&lt;br /&gt;I fear and wonder that these curses i am addicted to are infact the hall mark of my entire nation and most of us are all slaves to comfort and 'noaction'.&lt;br /&gt;For the moment i only ponder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kahan say laoon wo meena o jaam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jo teree rooh-e-ghafil ko baidaar karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teray seenay mai jazbay-e-talatul karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tujhay khudee mai fana karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teray khuwaboon ko baidar karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teree akal kee roshnee har pal karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tuj ko TUJHEY karday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahin hai ye jam kisi maikhanay main&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nahin hai ye asar zamzam kay nalay main&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nahin hai ye khiradmandoon kay karkhanay mai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nahin hai nahin hai ye teray aaba kay kashanay mai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mula kay dam dam bharay jamoon mai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;too chalachal haq kee raha par&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mushkil kee, taklif kee parwa na kar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;batil ke teergee ke or zalim kee parwa na kar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jis abar kee tujko hai talash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shabbir (AS) kay katra-elahoo mai hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;har kisi mai hai jo baibasi mai hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;har ous mai hai jo talash-e-khudi mai hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yahee hai kosar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yahee hai naihray bartar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yahee hai jaam-e-zindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jo raha baki to asal hai yahee zindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;talash hai naam-ezindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;khudee hai zindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;musalsal waar hai zindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jo na ho jazba-e-himat bakee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to zindagee hai mot, mot hai zindagee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By 'Khaksaar' SYED ALI RAZA SHAH)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*For translation in English please email on the address or ask through comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(All RIGHTS RESERVED)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113525014749946379?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113525014749946379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113525014749946379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113525014749946379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113525014749946379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-action-simply-brings-poetry.html' title='No action simply brings poetry..............................'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113510337792482572</id><published>2005-12-20T23:14:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:50:07.630+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A way in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Still the old status: Miseries have now transformed into feverish arrears and the life hangs in the air. Analysing deeply, i am still appreciative of God's intentions. When we feel that so much lies on us, its virtually none and when we feel helpless the troubles are nothing but slaves to our actions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weddings are on!!! and by this day i have already attended 9functions with virtually no climax without food. SO SHAMEFUL! but then who! Supreme Court has banned serving food on marriages.........................4 wedding functions lately, had police strutly guarding the food courts. The food was delicious and i had just returned from SOMALIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113510337792482572?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113510337792482572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113510337792482572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113510337792482572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113510337792482572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/way-in-world.html' title='A way in the world'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113490232083693351</id><published>2005-12-18T15:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T15:38:40.846+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The fruit of ANGER.....................</title><content type='html'>When i am angry i really mean it. Compared to others i go full mad and nothing comes calmly to me. The instinct to distinguish relations simply vanishes and later when the lava cools down, the remains are only regret and pain. But!!! at the moment i am really boiled up for reasons that are both in my power and beyond my control. Ironically, the faculties in my posesstion have failed to counter react and reduce the troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Fear might be the other name of anger but so does it contain an aggression and mobilizing power that can make problems solve. Apart from the fact that it consumes your better portion it also leads to consequences that are both harsh and has long term consequences.&lt;br /&gt;For the moment my anger is still in a cage, roaring and wailing without any harm but soon if it wont be fed, the beast will come out and harm those all around. PERHAPS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113490232083693351?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113490232083693351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113490232083693351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113490232083693351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113490232083693351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/fruit-of-anger.html' title='The fruit of ANGER.....................'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113472896607695288</id><published>2005-12-16T15:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T15:29:26.083+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;After a bunk to Gujranwala, i realize that there are hundreds of more places in the world were the tantalizing tastes of food can be savored. All in all its now a compulsion to be home maximum by 10pm. The brutally blemished record suggest otherwise and rather a poor decree enforcement will allow my survival again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But...........................................once again i have lagged behind the marathon and though its depressing and painful, i can feel the mellow fire sparks readily posed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I, Now only need a FRICTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113472896607695288?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113472896607695288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113472896607695288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113472896607695288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113472896607695288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-bunk-to-gujranwala-i-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113458609280440081</id><published>2005-12-14T23:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:48:12.826+05:00</updated><title type='text'>TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN</title><content type='html'>This is to certify that Mr.Khalifa Syed Ali Raza Shah Naqvi has regained the title of being a biggest procrastinator in the world. Following arrears affirm the notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Three years old bookrecords of 25books still unmaintained.&lt;br /&gt;2) A month old diary stands naked.&lt;br /&gt;3) Law book started 90days back is still untouched.&lt;br /&gt;4) Haircut has'nt been done for 60days.&lt;br /&gt;5) Schedule book seeks schedule for almost an year.&lt;br /&gt;6) Room is covered with dust for 9months.&lt;br /&gt;7) Library card has'nt been reissued for 7months.&lt;br /&gt;8) University application handling stands in the pipeline for 8months.&lt;br /&gt;9) QSO class has NEVER been attended.&lt;br /&gt;10) Conveyancing and Pleading lectures hasnt been taken even for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The International Conference for laziest soul has awarded this certificate after close scruitny and tough competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113458609280440081?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113458609280440081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113458609280440081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113458609280440081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113458609280440081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113449714594732278</id><published>2005-12-13T22:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:05:49.270+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing in HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Shame!!!!!!!!! utter shame. If my nude confessions fail to attract the world then there seems to be little reason for survival. Whether this downfall has stopped or not, i have to realize that this is the exact moment for my favourite work to apply on myself. RESLIENCE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I need to stop talking and work like a bat. I have survived the result trauma, though not fully but barely. The life goes on...........the world accepts...............my parents rejects...............my college dejects...............friends detest........and i only try to forget. However it may be an overly self humiliation which i rarely deserves. Keeping the old vows alive will only help and i am sure that my time will come and the few last days will only be a benchmarks in my soaring flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113449714594732278?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113449714594732278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113449714594732278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113449714594732278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113449714594732278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/laughing-in-hell.html' title='Laughing in HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113425145889765000</id><published>2005-12-11T02:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T02:50:58.906+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleakest hour of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have sinned. I have sinned. I have sinned. It mustn't have happened but i surrendered to my desires. I was vassal to my soul. Now salvation will rarely come and as long as i live on this planet, today's few moments will haunt me forever. In my subconscious i will always lament and curse myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wonder whether God will allow the rescue happen to me. I hope its not too late. In the very deep recesses of my brain i can feel the hell fire disciplining my poor body and corrupted soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It was an open sin and i openly seek for its forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113425145889765000?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113425145889765000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113425145889765000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113425145889765000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113425145889765000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/bleakest-hour-of-my-life.html' title='Bleakest hour of my life'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113413842384215115</id><published>2005-12-09T19:01:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:27:03.850+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illegal Hearsay</title><content type='html'>Its almost a trouble now. I am doing free advertisment for blogger.com, from my friends to my teachers and then also to those who will never step in for writing challenge. The day was Friday and PCL was finally there as i stepped in for procedural doses. The herald for juniors was announced and the junior guys really did well (Gals too)!!!! Unpredictability of PU is what makes her loathable and loveable so when everyone makes you feel that its your final year, fees are in the college chest and the courses are half way down the stream, this December never sounds good for the results.&lt;br /&gt;In the deep recesses i believe i will atleast get through! but quicksilver moments happen when they are most unlikely. Then Friday also comes naturally to me so when everyone prepares for the prayer i also equip with unwanted tools. In each case i have to uphold the supreme lodester of 'honor', no matter what happens, i will try maximally not to shatter the esteem and honor of others and obviously i will defend fully when my personal empire is at stake. People never realize that privilege things will remain privilege forever and even a wrong step taken should'nt be regretted, forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113413842384215115?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113413842384215115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113413842384215115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113413842384215115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113413842384215115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/illegal-hearsay_09.html' title='Illegal Hearsay'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113394868137514645</id><published>2005-12-07T14:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:55:12.370+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think, ponder, observe, decide and ACT</title><content type='html'>I am feeling Deprived (with Capital 'D'). The half glass theory has lost its charm and now i believe i should thrive for excellence. My limitations are only quasi, self created and can easily be conquered. At the moment i think instead of being a motor-mouth the best thing should be to talligate my own moves. Then i also realize that its foolish not to live without risks, afterall my best moments in life were when i was living on the edge, obviously some of the worse moments also came as a bi product. I think hard but without conclusions, just stray reflections and perspectivity is what finally dawns in my head.&lt;br /&gt;The most cherished verse of Iqbal says so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khudi ko kar buland itna keh har taqdeer say pehlay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khuda banday say khud poochay, bata teree raza kiya hai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Construct your self esteem to such an extend that before every destiny move, God Himself asks Man, wish whatever you wish for!)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think this may be the most tortured verse of Iqbal, but the preceding verse is my favourite and conveys more than this one. This verse was formulated by Iqbal when the Atheism was enlightened moderation and Darwanians were celebrating their school's success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khiradmandon say kiya poochoon keh meree ibtada kiya hai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mai to bus is fiqar mai rehta hoon keh meree inteha kiya hai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Why should i ask the atheists about my origin 'start', i only ponder as to what my maximal absolute point would be!!!!)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hardworkers and men of action have only contributed to this world. Rest has only been an overweight on this planet. I am swinging like a pendulum between the two communities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The translation of these Urdu verses are not fully accurate, however it conveys all and as usual law gives me the patent rights and Musharraf has just recently signed the Intellectual Property Rights Ordinance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113394868137514645?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113394868137514645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113394868137514645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113394868137514645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113394868137514645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/think-ponder-observe-decide-and-act.html' title='Think, ponder, observe, decide and ACT'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113386125300820183</id><published>2005-12-06T14:09:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:27:33.350+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental gridlock or utter Ignorance?????????</title><content type='html'>There are times in life when you grope for a purpose. A captain of a ship usually feels unemployed when tides are low, movement is smooth and his ship floats without any trouble. So, then he roams on a deck, almost agitated and passes orders to his subfellows having little utility. Its not that i want a high tide, but something which will make me busy. I want to feel deployed and not employed. While driving back from Rawalpindi on GT Road my brain got pregnant with ideas several times but now i feel its the miscarriage that again has happened.&lt;br /&gt;These days winter is on and though its not chilling in Lahore by Alaska standards its enough to numb my soul. Quite frankly i feel very comfortable when amongst people, as it allows me to speak or  rather a new blunt term of "dog mouth" that best describes my habbit. I know that this time of uncertainity will pass soon and then i may miss these moments but in any case on a larger statistical board this part of life will easily be tallied in "Days of ignorance".&lt;br /&gt;Who so rightly said:&lt;br /&gt;                 "When you have nothing to do its the perfect moment to fall in love...."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                    (Ali)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113386125300820183?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113386125300820183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113386125300820183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113386125300820183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113386125300820183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/mental-gridlock-or-utter-ignorance.html' title='Mental gridlock or utter Ignorance?????????'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113381056332422557</id><published>2005-12-06T00:00:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:28:52.310+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogspot: Entering free market of bloggers</title><content type='html'>Even today i feel so proud whenever i end up writing even a small article. This truly gives a feeling of a father when his child is born. But! Now i have went through atleast two dozen blogs and the callibre of creativity, clarity and enrichment has put my CHILDREN almost ashamed. Obviously i have read so many books, including the best of best literature, Nobel laureates work and legal philosophical dramas but Man!!!!!!! some of these bloggers are damn good. From one perspective this make me feel that my country rightly lags behind, the other version suggests that the world is not too appreciative of these worthy people. Then i rethink that does stitching language really counts? and may be some of these guys really are earning lots of fluse. In any case its been days since this blogspot was born but no one has yet to reach my baby. I dont complain any more, i will raise this kid like a good Dad and vows to help it grow. Then i wonder that whether my labour matters or not. After all in any circumstances this blog will remain motherless.&lt;br /&gt;The world will end, men so frequently die and amidst all the rough conditions this blog is pressing the need to "live" and make God proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113381056332422557?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113381056332422557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113381056332422557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113381056332422557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113381056332422557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/blogspot-entering-free-market-of.html' title='Blogspot: Entering free market of bloggers'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113363414951790924</id><published>2005-12-03T23:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:24:03.036+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abolishing Capital Punishment (Healing the Killers pain)</title><content type='html'>Humans are composition of diverse and enrich instincts. The infinite manifestations of these instincts leads to an overall individual and social expression, evolution takes place by relative will and desire of each society but however happens at a snail’s pace. The existence of law is imperative to any society even if that society is a co-habitant of barbarians in a jungle. The nature of law if fails to match a particular community it attempts to govern will sweat away from its surface. In this contemporary world of globalisation and ripen International law, impact of each legal system on others allows the dependant growth of every legal system. From here an individual surpasses his communal, social, religious, racial and national barriers and attempts to become a “true” human instead. The common values, rights and legal guarantees he shares at large with every human then becomes an “International legal responsibility.” To this endeavour every municipal law not only provides a code of conduct but also certain set of universal objectives and goals to be achieved. Thus modern legal systems allow an inbuilt “legal evolution” process in their constitutions.&lt;br /&gt;Since the supreme function of law is merely to provide set of rights and duties, it is then viable to comprehend as to when the same law provides limitation to the disposal of these obligations. An uncontested right which appears vibrantly in all legal codes pertain to “right to life” of a person. The unending nag for most social scientists and jurists happens to be as to when this “right to life” of a person ceases to exist. To those who label it as an “inalienable right”, capital punishment creates vigorous qualms and anxieties. Whether a death caused by a legal machinery pains us more or the one perpetrated by one person to another? This defines at least one pattern of our present discourse. Interestingly the capital punishment does not confine itself as a consequence of only a homicidal crime or a murder, but also results as a disciplinary action to many named “crimes” of state or sovereign. Arguments forwarded by those in “total abolishment” camp in true sense never outweigh those points, which favours its existence. A third group providing a visible mediation talks about “Abolishing liberal use of Capital Punishment”. It is still interesting to observe that whether this faction actually favours capital punishment or provides another benchmark in the evolving legal system whose ultimate aim is its complete elimination?&lt;br /&gt;The utility of this discourse is nevertheless immense as it amounts to new legal relevancies and provides breathing space to conventional views on “theories of punishment.” The present study instead of focusing entirely on the views of both groups of the debate will elaborate perspectives on the present issue. This will not only allow us to comprehend both views but help us understand the significance of this debate, route it has taken and what seems to be its probable future. Countless theories on this issue haven’t been individually dealt but their views will appear continuously without specific mentioning. The conclusion will only signify my personal inclination on this issue instead of an absolute opinion favouring each side of the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of a man is also the history of capital punishment. The infliction of death penalty has been used as a consequence from “regicide” to “pick pocketing”. It cannot be denied that “death penalty” also has its political motives and its usage historically has been frequent against any form of adversary. In each circumstance its presence was considered inevitable for any criminal code. The answer to “What to do with the criminal or adversary?” was readily provided by capital punishment. Both Hammurabi and Justinian legal manuscripts never engulfed the death penalty; later in the religious Divine volumes existence of capital punishment fuelled its exercise. A positive impact was also however achieved and which related to the limitation of its use. In Europe several monarchs and other “bloody codes” ascertained the capital punishment. Even in the era of “enlightenment”, apart from few jurists capital punishment never became a vibrant riddle to be tackled. Voltaire so vehemently stood for total abolishment of capital punishment but grund-norms only stirred conservatively. Later the effort to eradicate capital punishment shifted the discourse from legal bear pit to literary zone. French Victor Hugo provided rationale for its abolishment. His continuous insistence was that only an experience with “death” would force people to make a sound decision.&lt;br /&gt;In the other parts of the world strongest advocacy for eradicating capital punishment came from people like Leo Tolstoy and later Mohandas K Gandhi. Their approach towards the issue made a considerable boost at a social front. By late 19th Century with “freedom” taking a new meaning capital punishment had disgust impact on several societies. A great leap surprisingly came from South America where Venezuela became the first modern nation state to abolish death penalty for all offences in 1863. The World War I made a great overhauling of the subject and it was seriously considered again. The experience of “human misery” and zeal to strive for a “civilized” world contributed much to the abolishment movement. Interestingly across the Atlantic in United States which also inherited English “bloody code” of 17th century and many states acceded to suspension of capital punishment earlier, reemployed it in 1920s.&lt;br /&gt;The development of International law continued at the other front and finally at the end of World War II certain civilized norms were globally recognized. If not so inherently then impliedly Universal Declaration of Human Rights 1948 further mobilized the efforts to demonise capital punishment. Post World War II also produced famous legal decisions, which shaped the debate. Ironically major came from US Supreme Court. Furman v Georgia (1972) asked for official suspension of death penalty but soon in Greg v Georgia (1976) it was overturned. The capital punishment acquired the premises of human rights and by the end of 20th century most western countries have already done away the task of total abolishment.&lt;br /&gt;In the other parts of developing world and Asia, capital punishment remains a weapon, which so strongly regulates the criminal code. It is rather unfortunate to observe the advocates of capital punishment so tacit and broken in their voice. Though evidently they fear the charge of being “uncivilized”, recent historical events and grave happenings are forcing the westerners to have some appetite for capital punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Development of theoretical discourse and a Retributive exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demand for total abolishment was never chased initially. However a deep urge was there that petty or unmatched crimes were not followed by capital punishment. The list of crimes resulting in capital punishment was long enough to terrify any society. With redefining the purpose of state discourse gave rise to civil liberties, the “death list” was thus screened and short-listed in the mean while. It reached a stage where revolutions, constitutional remodelling, military takeovers, wars and above all economic systems provided both conscious and unconscious development of the cause. In each case taking of life by the state was not considered gruesome but the practice itself was loathed. Human rights activists vehemently disregarded the infliction of “pain” in any form to any citizen and later to any person by the state. It was an established norm for any criminal system that some sort of a physical or mental pain exists for those involved in a crime. On another front when technologies and scientific advancement created new modes of “execution” and “torture”, debate mobilized itself and movements in western countries were all active that the worst of worse criminal is after all a human. An alteration in the mind set was possible where libertarians defined the course of society completely and to be civilized was the ultimate aim at the brink of “space age”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the strongest card for those believing in capital punishment relates to the retribution. Since only a state can exercise retribution for a murder or homicide, to prevent further derogation of law capital punishment itself provides a breathing space to the entire edifice of legal system. An undoubted fact that club of murderers will always exist. Thus to minimize if not absolutely eradicate their existence capital punishment is a fruitful exercise. Deterrence and some sort of bulwark are also ensured by this painful exercise for the society as a whole. For “abolishers” adages like eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, hand for a hand, life for a life or any sort of such retribution is vague. They believe that a simple retribution is unjust and only a “perfect retribution” if at all should exist. Since perfect retribution is not possible let the practice at all be abolished. An infliction of pain is never balanced even if with all the precautionary measures are followed. Another interesting point in abolishers’ camp states that some crimes are definitely not perfectly compatible. As a murder of more than one person or in case of genocide a criminal will still be put to death only once. Secondly the old adage eye for an eye limits itself in cases of crime such as rape. Indeed “rape for a rape” will not be acceptable to any community. In pursuance of capital punishment as to who should carry out “state retribution” also creates a problem. The question then vividly emerges that “Does a state really carries out an execution?” Certainly Not! State even then allows individuals to carry out the task. Executioners are ultimately allowed to take lives though on the consent of state but unfortunately become a component in a retributive chain in this process.&lt;br /&gt;The contemporary world provides an interesting model of US, where each state regulates its own independent legal machinery. Statistics then emerges that all states where capital punishment has been abolished crime rate is lesser than those states with functioning legal penalty, quite clearly if the object of punishment is deterrence then at least capital punishment fails to ensure it there. Another discourse which may emerge from this pertains to the fact that abolishment is merely a call of developed states and not the developing ones. If the social and legal stature of each society varies then let its punishment tools vary too. Whether such practice is a divergence amongst nations of the world or is it a hindrance in the development of International law as a whole or even for that matter really against UN Charter is certainly unclear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effect of total abolishment on societies and on criminal law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously abolishers fail to sketch the consequences of a worldwide pronouncement of total elimination of capital punishment tomorrow. Without the assistance of a crystal ball one can easily say that a planetary havoc will be created. A worldwide crime rate will shoot up. Criminals will take it as a formal “licence to kill”; societies prone to violence will be pushed in fire, libertarians will join hands with murderers voicing their rights, law-enforcing agents will become impotent, some level of retribution will take place by individuals against their adversaries, jails will be stuffed with countless persons with authorities unaware what to do with so many “reformers to be”, executioners will obviously be fired (lest they cannot go on strike) with their only experience fuelling up the crime rate and above all a criminal legal system will lose its charm.&lt;br /&gt;Even if some of these predictions are nonsensical some of them holds truth and most legal systems will experience these problems. A rather blunt justification of capital punishment comes from economic perspective. It is certainly not economically viable to put energy on reformation or deterrence of a hardened criminal. The cheapest way is to dispose him off. The jails have its limited function and cannot be transformed into rehabilitation centres. A criminal to commit a crime is overwhelmed by the instinct and mostly oblivious of all consequences, which follows. A capital punishment if not at all stop him will at least keep the holiness of a law and will brutally follow those ruthlessly transgressors who disregard any existence of a higher code and handle other human lives cheaply. Whether they be placed behind bars till their natural death or immediately killed which ultimately remains their only goal is perhaps for some not a laborious query. It cannot be treated lightly that a total abolishment will make a criminal legal system lose its charm. Though not merely for a sake of charm it should be kept but uninterrupted historical experience of handling a criminal comes from making him experience some sort of physical pain and for ultimate criminals the execution. Another blunt political practice, which might emerge from eradicating capital punishment, will be of extra judicial killings and states in their attempt to impose their writs will extinguish their needs in such a way. The present legal systems are also laborious and lengthy enough that procedural and substantial issues vigorously contributes in a verdict that not many death penalties are announced .The figures of annual death penalties that take place in US are so low that rarely it can be justified as an active form of deterrence. A judicial bench in any developing country will obviously be more liberal in putting death to the recidivists. Secondly jurists in developing economies not placing the overall society on a plight and will be reluctant to approve the total elimination. Then perhaps it also becomes a true fact that the subject of elimination only matters in which environment one stands and the overall economic position of population around a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cannot be denied that even in case of total abolishment right to kill will still vest with certain categories of people in certain environment. The International Humanitarian Law or Law of Wars allows military men to kill the adversary soldiers. An attempt to strive for a “perfect peace” will be impractical. However to obtain a “real peace” vibrant in nature, capital punishment provides a weeding practice to the state. A punishment greater than the crime is not wanted. Torture, other harsh means of execution will be irrelevant even if a death penalty is to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Humans in an attempt to create a just world are forced to adhere to the principle of rule of law. Since primitive the human experience explains that war, battles, killing, murders, genocide and a human inability to remain humans is inevitable. Then whether abolishment or not, humans will continue to die because of humans. The future therefore will be the same except that each event will be better magnified, and will provide us with a better and more sophisticated rationale tool to examine it. Most probably in future the capital punishment will be a weapon denied by all but will be used liberally and sheepishly by all states including those who advocate it. So better not kill this animal but cautiously breed this “endangered specie” perhaps forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113363414951790924?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113363414951790924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113363414951790924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113363414951790924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113363414951790924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/abolishing-capital-punishment-healing.html' title='Abolishing Capital Punishment (Healing the Killers pain)'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113363363360727466</id><published>2005-12-03T22:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:20:41.146+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds of the day</title><content type='html'>He came back today. Obviously i was so glad to meet Ijaz after almost an year but at the same time i was sorry for him. Although his charm, glow and tantalizing wicked smile was there but his over romantacism to transform this poor state into a western chick sadden me. Noway i am a pessimist but surely he is acting almost fully deviated from reality. Pakistan has to change but not on the English terms but on her own. Imran is also right as most of us make tons of theories but they remain undressed for all the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I still stick to my so correct oldage adage and personal conclusion. "Changing the environment you live in will ultimately change the breathing environment of others."&lt;br /&gt;Ghalib also rightly said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wafadari, shart astwari asal imaan hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maray butkhanay mai to garo kaabay main brahman ko"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Unconditional and persistent fidelity is true faith. If die in a temple then put brahaman 'holyman' in kaaba)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the moment i have list of arrears to address but obviously i will procrastinate them either for couple of hours or for atleast 4days. So long was the day and it never came on my terms and quite clearly i denied my actions. The wedding season almost haunts me. This month i have to attend atleast 7weddings and 20 wedding functions with virtually exhausted account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its not a world of misery after all and i believe that all in all stay on this planet is bearable. For a moment i am only pressing the need to talligate our ownselves than to judge others destiny. The rest are only stray reflections. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;The translation though is not entirely accurate but law still gives me the patent rights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113363363360727466?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113363363360727466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113363363360727466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113363363360727466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113363363360727466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/sounds-of-day.html' title='Sounds of the day'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113355302724513927</id><published>2005-12-03T00:49:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:50:27.246+05:00</updated><title type='text'>All for economics and economics for all</title><content type='html'>Economics has so much to contribute to any society that somehow it overwhelms other operating powers of any social order. Sometimes history seems to be a product and struggle of economics than of any other reason. The transformation of economic values from the domain of arts to mathematical and scientific frame has given us a challenge to re-think our opinions about the subject. The economic laws governing relationship amongst people of its society and that of the entire globe seems to have undergone intense overhaul during the last few decades or so. It is interesting to observe that the most vigorous development that has to take place in legal arena constitutes those relating to commercial and business relations of people as compared to penal ones. The wheel of civilization has only been mobilized due to the economic goals in the sight. Even if some activity has been out of the instinctual happenings of a person even then, the financial cause has just perfected it.&lt;br /&gt;As we move into the 21st century world, where nations only have the sophisticated tools of economics and commerciality to survive on, there is a need to establish the institutions, which could uphold the economic legacy of mankind and can draft laws that can control the conversion of human demands into detesting desires. It is impossible for us to exclude ourselves from the global economic paradigm. All the emotions that derail us from forming a rational opinion in fact hinder us from our economic growth. Though even economics has to be regulated within the spheres of law and social justice can only be achieved with the supremacy and rule of law but necessarily a selfish instinct embedded in humans and which transcends at the state level has to remain supreme and which can in a best manner achieve financial and economic gains for us both at micro and a macro level. It is important to understand the fact that all dogmas even religious ones aim to guard the relationship amongst men and elaborates the presence of Deity beyond our imagination so as to organize our affairs with others and which might get damage in our economically viable approaches. The strength of monetary, fiscal and other gains is so great that surely at a macro level it defies all the human moral and social norms. Only an equal or stronger economic might, resist the pressure of such a state and thus the two societies co-exist. A common end of economically beneficial value boosts their relations and thus the focal point of every macro relation remains trade, commerce, business and fiscal ones. Though other interests have to be catered but they then have secondary recognition.&lt;br /&gt;The field of economics has broken the shackles of military dependency and today it is the military strength completely dependent on the economic resources of a nation. The world geography has undergone a great renovation in the past century. Some dictums of history remains true, the greatest of all relates to the survival of fittest…. Fittest these days refer to economic fitness and no more the armed one. Gone the days of weapons, which could dominate other resources. And so we have the time when economic powers slowly creeps in other societies with their products and services sparking all around under the guidance of law. Economic imperialism thus prevails; they dominate everyone’s resources not in an unlawful manner but just because of our incapacity to do so. Thus as the world stretch its arms in the new millennium, there is a need to find our place in the world of economics and embrace the realities which are bestowed upon us by the acts of others. Emotional confrontation has little significance, but economic valour crush nations, formulates the global destiny, ensures internal justice and unleashes every other potential of a society.&lt;br /&gt;Materialism has to govern every relation in an environment with economics as a dictating force, but even so such happens where other isms prevail. The Machiavellian world has furnished strong rules as precedents and history has affirmed them entirely. The selfish image of humans at least could be catered in a constructive manner, let our personal economic activity contributes effectively for our national exchequer. With so many forces working all around it is important we realize that the most dominating force enables us to transgress the laws we ourselves have created.&lt;br /&gt;Though the basic definition by Adam Smith has been changed but rightly so its effectiveness has stood there when he said, “Economics is a science of wealth…” Even if not, it can be rightly said today that, “Economics is an art of creating wealth and the countries that could best do so ultimately carries the beacon of humanity.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Published in 'The Nation' Business Week)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113355302724513927?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113355302724513927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113355302724513927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113355302724513927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113355302724513927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-for-economics-and-economics-for.html' title='All for economics and economics for all'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113355290349172853</id><published>2005-12-03T00:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:48:23.496+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorizing the terrorists by ‘NO’ Law</title><content type='html'>The dilemma for most states to be in a global war against terrorism led by US has legal, moral, integral and political aspects. The greatest challenge for any state, more if it is a Muslim country comes from physically participating in it at the cost of their established legal codes. A full fledge participation in war may be avoided boldly but evasion of pursuit against “Terrorists” may place a government in an Al-Qaeda camp. The blunt political discourse emerged after 9/11 could not be managed by making chess moves otherwise possible. It was viable for every state to make a decision not on the grounds of principles but purely on the basis of ‘cash in hand’. “With US or against US” left most countries without option and no other manoeuvre could be entertained. Although a decision for a far flung states in Africa, Europe or in the heart of Atlantic was easy not so was possible for countries so proud of their geo-strategic positions.&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan allied global war against terrorism. Many utterly against, few in favour, others dismayed over the deal and most were ready as ever to embrace any decision, which flows from the corridors of Islamabad. Though the legality of decision was addressed poorly and only the political analytical tools measured the participation, it was not so the case when Pakistani nationals were packed to Guantanomobay prison. Pakistan is ill reputed over its adherence to the constitution. So is true that society as a whole also feels no sympathy for rule of law. When at least a significant cry was raised over the government’s decision to hand local nationals to US, we were once again reminded of law. Then emerges the series of queries, were all these people actually extradited? Which crime they have committed? And most important question of all, does the war against terrorism requires any law to operate within? Quite evidently volumes of both private and public international law were explored for a possible answer.&lt;br /&gt;Precedent of Aimal Kansi was exploited in courts of politics. Contractual exile of ex-prime minister Nawaz Sharif was also questioned once again. The blunt face of time has unfortunately placed us at a position where super powers remain oblivious of law to achieve their ends. Miscarriage of justice has now too frequently marred our face. A blunt international decision from the district judge in UK in 2003 says at least of western legal standards. A Chechen rebel Akhmad Zakayev was refused to be hand over to Russian authorities when an application to extradite him was forwarded by Russian government to UK. The District Judge Timothy Workman highlighting evidence of other leading Chechens who have died in Russian Custody.&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to provide a visible legal mediation at home between the government who so favours the fleeing of terrorists from Pakistan to ‘improve’ its International image and those who so vehemently asks for law to be upheld, much needs to be done. Interestingly there seems to exist no law which allows a government lest a President or any other authority in Pakistan by which they can deprive its citizen of the nationality. Such list of “disowned nationals” can at least provide a litmus test and a mint of legality in our acts in this war against terrorism. Though such legal operations have been done by other states in the world lead comes from KSA. Saudi Kingdom disowns Bin Laden and other most wanted cards. Certain other states in the Middle East have also been performing their disregard for those who are internationally wanted or are involved in crimes against humanity. It is largely believe as principles of Private international law that once “jurisdiction” of a court of law is determined along with ‘recognition’ of an accused is ensured and law is supplemented a trial of a foreigner criminal can be initiated. General Pinochet of Chile was another example and UK court’s decision not to extradite him to Spain where he was actually wanted for crimes against Spanish people also stand as a landmark decision. Endangering the lives of our nationals merely forsake of global war against terrorism which still stands nude and without a legal cloak is unintelligent. Clarity of law may be there, but once again adhering to our principles once again poses a challenge. All those handed over to US by Pakistan, who are of foreign nationals may be an issue of less importance but carries an invaluable detail. To get rid of criminals may be important but ultimately the international power centres must realize that the global laws to address international terrorism needs to be developed drastically, only then it will allow states like Pakistan to “transform” them domestically. In the meanwhile, it is mandatory for Pakistan to bring its decision and ultimate consequences in the fight against terrorism in a framework of law. The municipal law now requires a vigorous overhauling in the wake of our decision. Whether ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ the decision now has started to show its muscles and a failure to respond to it will further suffocate our endangered specie. THE RULE OF LAW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113355290349172853?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113355290349172853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113355290349172853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113355290349172853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113355290349172853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/terrorizing-terrorists-by-no-law.html' title='Terrorizing the terrorists by ‘NO’ Law'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113355266738569416</id><published>2005-12-03T00:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:44:27.386+05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RAW WISDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The continuous waves of fright splashed my face.&lt;br /&gt;The past, the present, the future all assembled together&lt;br /&gt;Snatching their rights all tore my soul&lt;br /&gt;Fear and trouble, uncertainty and anticipation locked in time.&lt;br /&gt;The gloomy groovy past&lt;br /&gt;The wrestling brain and heart&lt;br /&gt;Nature portrayed a confused being&lt;br /&gt;The tethered body and soul withering away&lt;br /&gt;All would end but even then suffer the time&lt;br /&gt;The world could deliver everything&lt;br /&gt;Yet a merciless man craving for his salvation&lt;br /&gt;The diverse creation, evolution, destruction,&lt;br /&gt;Nepotism, corruption, pessimism, optimism all erupts together&lt;br /&gt;The good veiled behind the evil but temptation rests in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every step having two values&lt;br /&gt;But for each entity weather treating differently&lt;br /&gt;My hope splits apart for the faithful are dictators&lt;br /&gt;God showing presence everywhere&lt;br /&gt;So the freedom never my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Unleash the new worlds&lt;br /&gt;But troubles would never end&lt;br /&gt;Contention do exists but a trailer stays for brief&lt;br /&gt;Pretending all the well that could happen yet my face breaks&lt;br /&gt;All the desires that could erupt&lt;br /&gt;All the powers that could follow them merely candles in the wind&lt;br /&gt;My charge box evokes momentarily&lt;br /&gt;At least calm in the sea for a while&lt;br /&gt;Daring to acquire the Godly powers&lt;br /&gt;But the selfish God never shares anything&lt;br /&gt;Giving the power to be a disbeliever&lt;br /&gt;But making an impotent to come out of it&lt;br /&gt;The bonds, the relation that could flourish all the reason to live&lt;br /&gt;The cruel world mars it, smears it, tarnish it&lt;br /&gt;Only a man could harm a man&lt;br /&gt;Merely a man justice a man&lt;br /&gt;The confusion, the helter-skelter&lt;br /&gt;So all the possible wrongs against all the possible rights in this just world&lt;br /&gt;The destination is too far but the journey too short&lt;br /&gt;Let’s build a machine that could kill time or indeed a Man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113355266738569416?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19522757.post-113354985620446821</id><published>2005-12-02T23:48:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:57:36.216+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never</title><content type='html'>They say that atleast i lag behind in embracing the rapid technological growth. A man of masses will obviously be proud to accept the charges. For a moment i thought blog will be another reason to stay online and then i think it will be another activity i will lament in future. Pen scribble still is my forever passion and in the world of "tabbing" buttons i vow to keep my old romance alive...........&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to all of you and i am pressing the need atleast for a moment that&lt;br /&gt;"BETTER BE LATE THAN NEVER."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19522757-113354985620446821?l=pressingtheneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/feeds/113354985620446821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19522757&amp;postID=113354985620446821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113354985620446821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19522757/posts/default/113354985620446821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressingtheneed.blogspot.com/2005/12/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never'/><author><name>Pressingtheneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16393823948855132272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
