Monday, May 31, 2010

Kid’s to Kick’s…

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It was third time in the week that I was kicked out by family discussions just because of two reasons that surrounds me all the time. These reasons are
Nothing is there that makes me jealous but whenever I am kicked out I feel like beating them I mean how on earth its my fault that I landed as a third one in the family. Huh! I mean its not my fault if my mind is always filled with something or the other :( check this;

  • We were having this grand grand (grand here doesn’t mean older duffer it means big big very BIG) dinner just because I finally made my brother study and he succeeded with FLYING COLORS. This party should have been in honor of me but … The only issue we had was electricity problem. As this discussion was going on in front of me so I gave them my expert opinion. I suggested, Why don't they request KESC to give us support of light for only 3 hrs and we will gift them something. Now what was wrong with it? My mother said with nasty expression on her face; “I will be glad if you leave this place immediately as we have alot more to do then to listen to your suggestion..”.

  • There is this cute little girl in our family. White color, pink lips and green eyes, WHAT LOOKS SHE IS REALLY PRETTY ! (My mom’s expressions). So I asked my mother to get this girl booked for my brother. She stared me and I continued, “ Look! even Shan is not ready for getting married off-course he is young. So if you calculate he is 20 he still needs 6 years to settle and this girl is 10 years old so she will be 16 by that time. Ideal to get married MOM ”. She in a low voice just said two words “ SHUT UP ”.

  • It was time for me to pick a professional line for a bright career. When my father asked me what I am planning to do as he has doubts. I proudly explained him that I want to be a animal doctor, A VET. Our whole family was sitting and they all started staring me. My father patiently asked me why I want to be a VET and I replied “ Dad! I wont need a house job somewhere outside. We have 4 hens, 12 birds and a horse I will be able to practice all that at home na…’. My dad sighed and I am now doing … no no I am not practicing or studying animals and medicine but doing BS in PR … My father says its similar … I am in finals and still unable to find similarities…
- UnhingeD !!

P.S( Anyone found laughing will be given in the custody of my FAN LOVERS…)
P.S.S( All is fiction)

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Tears from UP-high!

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I saw him for the last time and I turned my back. I couldn’t managed to go to him and say good-bye, so I decided to leave school with out meeting him. It was hard I looked up the sky where my best friend lived, somewhere near by the most shining star or beside moon resting in peace. I am sure my best-friend is stranger to sun else my best-friends sweetness would have decreased the intensity of heat of sun. I avoid shedding tears especially in open areas, from where my best-friend could catch me. I started walking, slow and unsteady with a broken smile and watery eyes. I watched my colleagues, my class mates walking pass by me. Hands in hands, smile in eyes and promises on lips. I left the gateway and started walking towards pathway from where I used to go back home. I go back home from that way avoiding roadway because of the peace and feeling of being lost. As I walked towards the jungle side I felt myself accompany by footsteps. I without taking noticed  continued my walk as I am used to of it now. Whenever I am here I feel him with me. May be because he is more in me  then I am in me. All of a sudden my forth and the last finger was touched by someone. The feeling was strong but I avoided because of the dejection I may see .

‘ So you wont even give me a glimpse ’ I heard a voice that I use to hear every night in my dreams.. And I had to look my left-side, my hand was guarded by his hand and he was looking straight.
‘ What you are doing here? With my question he stopped and came opposite to me
‘ Something that I should have done long time back… So I thought we were good friends you even didn’t bother to stop by and say a good-bye to me ’ He said with a disappointment in his tone.
‘ I… ’ Tears rolled down my eyes and I bit my lower lip.

‘ Ok! see you tomorrow on dance party…’ He said in lower tone and he left. I didn't lift my head up, keeping it down I continued my walk. I as drown in my thoughts when I was hold and was kissed. I closed my eyes with a fear but those soft lips made me open eyes and when I open I saw him holding me. When he put me apart he whispered

‘ I LOVE YOU ! ’ before I could say anything else I felt something on my face.. drop of rain.. clouds were crying like me but this time the tears were of happiness…

- Unhinged..

Friday, May 28, 2010

Cumunicashion - Gap

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(End of the 90’s) ‘ Yes you stand up ’ A child was asked to stand up by a teacher who was so like others, way too strict, rule follower and bossy. The child stood up with hand straight and pretend able seriousness.

‘ Now! how do you spell Communication? ’ A flat high pitch tone in a pin drop silence that already made child’s mind blank.

‘ Umm .. ’ Child was about to start meanwhile was stopped by very efficient teacher.

‘ I don’t think Communication starts with umm ’ class burst into a laughter and child’s sparked

‘ C U M U N I C A S H I O N ’ While every other kid went quite when the teacher shouted

‘ Its wrong we don’t spell COMMUNICATION like that ’ She was about to swallow child when the child open mouth to speak

‘ We don’t but you ask me how I spell it ’ and obediently the child settled down making teacher dumb.

This was me :D he he he early and cool days of my life..


This word COMMUNICATION, 13 letter word always confuses me. Yes it does, and the rate of confusion was increased when GAP was attached to it. As far as I remember I first saw these words together when I was in 4th standard. Ever since then I am personally putting efforts to know more about it. When we were explained about it my teacher said that it is a gap between two generations for example, lack of understanding between parents and kids. As time passed variety or some changes were made to the definition but the core part was sustained. It explained me that COMMUNICATION GAP actually is a distance between ages but things never worked like the definitions provided to me.

I know LAURA who is 48, one of close buddies of mine from virtual world. She is having 3 kids no husband and lots of problems. We chat every other day. While chatting her and listening her real world problems through ear-phones I unconsciously noticed a woman in my home. One who brought me up, because of whom I am actually what I am. The one who is having 3 other kids unlike me, all different. I never understood her problems and I even didn’t bothered to hear them. Lack of time or what my society says COMMUNICATION GAP.

Dev, 15 years old virtual writer who writes and I read. Not only his writings but him. He feels I understand what he writes not only this I am one of those few people who actually understands in which situation he wrote them. There is guy known as my brother, like Dev always busy in nothing. We hardly talk due to my work and my timings. Again COMMUNICATION GAP!

Laila, 23 years old Sri-Lankan friend (virtual) of mine. I have all my sympathies with her as she is young pretty but with no family as she lost them in last TSUNAMI. I always give her my extra time making her comfortable and listening whatever she like to tell. Not elder then here in this place I live, I see a girl every day fighting for destiny, her life. Quiet and focused and MBA student. Though I never had time to chat with her because of our different timings I am sure she is fine. COMMUNICATION GAP

Last but not the least JACK, 56 years old farmer in USA. With 7 children and a wife who is in comma Jack is fighting with life. His two sons left him the day they gained position in NEW YORK. Now, he is striving alone to make his family run and survive. I never saw Jack struggling for his family but I always see him in a man who is some what similar to him. My father, we talk but once in a blue moon only. COMMUNICATION GAP.

After spending 10 years of consciousness I am forced to say that COMMUNICATION or CUMUNICASHION is dependent on you, your thoughts and how close you put relation with yourself through thins and thick…

P.S( I am so not sure of what I wrote above and what I tried to say .. when this thing hit my mind I was in a different state and when I sat down it turned out to be something very different.. )

- UnhingeD…


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Crop-Up’s !

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I always wondered why people start acting strange once they are in so called LOVE. I mean no offense but seriously you have friend fights , no time, day dreaming, lake of sleep and what not? I recently suffer from this when my girl friend asked me quit smoking as its effecting her reputation and her taste. It really marveled me why on earth my problems effecting her. After all I started smoking as reputation upgrade. Phew! It was late night while I was talking to her all thanks to late-night packages :D when all of a sudden she said;

' Ok.. um what you can do for me '

' Anything that doesn't require me to stand on my feet's right *yawn* I am so tired sugar pie ( I know all tact's of handling girls :P )'

' Well I want to you to quit smoking and it doesn't require you to stand up and even sit ' Ah! can you believe by the end of her sentence I was actually standing..

' What the.. I mean honey I don't think by any chance its effecting you! I know you care for me and my health is really important for you but...' Ah! hard for me to control my tone

' You said you will do anything I ask you to do. Can't you just quit smoking for me.? ' I cursed my-self for saying those romantic sentences few minutes back wish I could reverse time..

' Ok! I will you want me to quit I will but give me sometime..' I surrendered as at the moment I had no choice.

Few weeks later after quite smoking ..( well not really I quited but yes! I reduced it and for me that was almost quit), I come across a colleague of mine, cute girl she was but still not my taste. I was in a rush when she passed by me saying;

' Yar! he looks more cute while smoking ' before I could turn and reply or look her my cell phone rang and when I checked it was message by my girl which stated as

Thank you Honey pie rushy was shocked when I told her that you quit smoking I am so happy I won the bet ! 

Love you!!

I didn't got angry on my girl-friend but out of nowhere a line popped up in my mind;



- UnhingeD ~


I am errr not sure if its an activity or what! but recently i got irritated by it. Aunties they surely rock.. No matter to which class they belong they all are best in criticism. The best thing in Aunt-ism is that once you are a member of this you are never old yet your  experience can never be scold.. Whatever they say they speaks truth as there is experience is even high then our age. Uncle's must have surrendered aunt-ism right after their marriage  That is why I guess they are quiet in front of their wives all the time. Well what irritated me last night was an encounter with an aunty who was around 40 or above wearing sunglasses even after sun was hardly invisible, a pink liner and some glossy girly lipstick. I was with a friend who made a face right after looking at aunty's black and golden sun glasses and whispered ' Just look at her! '. I stayed quiet and walked passed by her trying hard not to think about her glamorous looks and her efforts to look beautiful. We when came back saw her in parking area a little tensed. Though our car was parked on a distance but still I forced my friend to check her out if she needed help. On getting closer I with all respect asked if by any means we could help her out she burst like a volcano

' Help se kia matlab hai tumahara? ik to maa bap ne angreezi school main kia dal dia  tameez he bhol gaye..' we didn't have the slightest idea what made her so angry 

' Aunty! gari main problem hai? ' I tried in urdu to ask what was making her stand here outside the car

' Mujhe koi problem naheen hai problem tumahri generation k saath hai na uthnay ka lihaz na bethnay ki tameez ' I looked my friend who was gazing me with a statement ' or kar help ' 

I turned around and was about to walk away when she said;

' Agar tumahri maa yahan hoti to kia usay bhi yunhi chor kar chalay jatay. zara sa ehsas
naheen hai k koi pareeshan hai ' Aunty was saying loudly and was walking towards her silver car. I went near by

' Aunty! app btain to..' I tried to ask her again

' Kia bataon dhaka lagana hai gari start naheen ho rahi ' I tried hard to shut my mouth but my friend couldn't and he said

' Aunty itni dair se hum pooch ..... ' he couldn't complete his sentence as she was started again

' Aj kal k bachon ka masla he yeh hai inahin koi kuch na keh de. bas yeh sachay paida hogaye hain Ala-amaan..' I gave my friend a 'shut up' look and asked her to sit in car. Finally after 10 minutes of hard work we were able to make her car go in a speed .. Before she left she brought head out of the window and said

' Beta ye lo dil laga k kam kia karo.Acha he hai jo ab yahan k log bhi kuch parahy likhay larkay rakhnay lagay' She handed me a 50 Rs note and went by.

My friend was gasping and laughing badly and  I looked down my jeans and black t-shirt. I watched her silver alto running across the road .. These Aunties...!!!

- UnhingeD ~

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Siyaad! (a Hunter)

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Agr ussay dekhna ankhun ki ghalti thi to  kiun hain ye ab tak salamat? Agar usay soochna besood  hai to ye sooch khalq he kiun hoi? Hai ishq ajeeb to ajeebtareen main hon! Agr uski chahat bas ik khayal hai to yeh khayal dil main aya kiun? yeh dil he kiun hai! Ay! RAB na rakhta koi chahat ki umeed bas ik lothra he rehnay dia hota. Na dil hota na zehn-e-natwa itni mushakat kiun kr karta, itna larta, itna thakta... Main ye zindagi jee he leti bina kuch kahay, bina chahy, bina soochay. Kia tha jo yeh lab na hotay, izhar-e-chahat k na mutamani hotay, na mera dil mujhe rat rat bhar phir bechain kar pata. Main dil ki khuwhish ko zehn main na jaga deti na shab-bedari mera naseeb banti. Na har karwat mera jism  letay hoay kar’rahta, na ungli labon ki siskiyon pe band bandh kr usay dil ki hasrat banaye rakhteen. Jo ye na hota to wo aj dil ki bas sirf sada na hota mera hamsafar hota…
Magar jo wo na hota to kon mujhe sagar-e-chashm pr zapt ki ashnayi deta? Kon jatata k zuba’n honay k bawajood bhi anay walay lamhon main wo kaifiyat  hosakti hai jb lab chahnay k bawjood ik dosray main pewast rehna chahtay hain or nighain guftugu karteen hain. Kon dekhata k kuch sahir aise bhi hain jo jadoo jism pe naheen seenay main mojood dil pe krte hain, k wo shikari dil k hotay hain. Jo dil lejain to na kabhi khud palat’tay hain na dil he ki wapsi pr razi hotay hain.  Unhain to aksar khabr bhi naheen hoti k shikar kab jaal main phansa or kab uska dil amanat ban k unke hathon main muntaqil hoa. Tbhi to wo bhool chook main dil tor dia karte hain! Qasoorwar to sahir bhi naheen, k wo to apna kam kiye jataa hain. Ab koi dekhay baghir chalay to bhala shikari kiun kar na shikar kary…
Koi to jakar us zalim siyaad khabr karay k ye lab kahmosh hain pr samat ka har gosha uski ahat pa lena ka muntazir hai. Koi to jakar bataye k shan-e-beniyazi se wo jis gali se dil chura laya tha wahan pr mojood shikar ab neem-murd halat main faqt dedar k liye maut se ankhain churaye intezar ka chola urhy para hai. Koi to jaye, koi btaye k kaheen dair na hojaye…
- UnhingeD ~

deglutition is hard…

I have been writing on this blog since November 2008 with all the worst and best life phases of life this have been the best shoulder to me. I am still an immature writer I know but that too cannot stop me writing. There have been stages where I have forecasted the magic of LOVE on my readers but again there have been times when I couldn’t even write what I am going through. Yes! its true that time passes like wind smooth and fast.


- UnhingeD ~

Thursday, May 20, 2010


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I rushed towards the the elevator and checked out the reception as if I am not in an office but in a park. My situation was similar to a person who was chased by a dog. I slow down as I saw her moving towards her parked car. She was surprisingly relax and steadily walking. I went a little closer when she turned around noticing and smiled;

‘ What are you doing here? ’
' What are you doing here? ’ I shot back question to her
‘ Well ! I resigned ’ With smile she replied without even knowing I was hating her smile.
‘ Why you did so? ’ Patiently I inquired her off as there was no other way out.
‘ I resigned  because I had no other way out. I was bored and was guided over everything ’
‘ You just resigned because you were bored ? ’ I looked at her furiously as if she is insane. My expression made her smile and moving her fingers on her cars door smoothly she replied;
‘ The best way is to resign whether  its a relationship or a job you cannot continue if you are unable to prove yourself best in it. By the way resignation doesn’t mean you are useless or a crap it just makes another step easier for you. If its accepted you were at a wrong place and if its rejected things will go in your favor. ’ I never could understand women no matter how hard I try.. I went back to work and work for another 3 years of my life and one day I resigned. The day I resigned was the best day of my life as there was no more unwanted tension. I accepted the fact that I was not made for typing and emailing others the company’s policies but to write my own tale. The life time experience, ups and downs of my life. And finally I learned;

‘ There is a success following every loss  and resigning is a better option ’

- Unhinged ~

Sunday, May 16, 2010


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Alice___Kode_Vs_Zola_by_BossLogic I don't know if I should be writing this or not but I am not sure who else to tell this. History is repeating itself, whatever happened 5 years back is going on again I don't know how I should be behaving, I am not sure if this reaction of mine is valid or not but my heart is aching I am not feeling like talking to anyone and why I should be? Are best friends like this? I don’t know if I should not  be talking like this or not but …. :’(

Thursday, May 13, 2010


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I was so much busy in my other stuff’s and some pathetic situations that I hardly was left with words. The octopus of grades and fused relationships made me stand nowhere but I am returning.. :) Coming back to where I belong , the only way of my survival.. I am returning to my destiny.. :) And I am happy to be with you again.

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