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When I couldn't find that book from all the book stores in Islamabad, finally I couldn't hide my frustration from the shopkeeper, "All the bookstores have these magazines of women without clothes displayed outside the shop. Is it too difficult to also put few morally good books besides these immoral ones ?"
The reply was enough for me to leave the shop quietly with an embarrassed look on my face.
"We bring on demand. The more is the demand of any particular...
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More hot men coming into work.
When it rains, it pours.
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 06:06 PM by Ajn@b!
Time has been what you wanted to be
feeling so faithless whilst under surface
I dunno what your expecting of me
but under pressure of walking in your shoes
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Its totally crazy when your past comes to you like a mirror tries to steal your reflection, how many times are we going to go down this road its becoming a joke
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 05:30 PM by arshad5
The weekend was nice and sunny. I decided to go out and to enjoy myself. I saw a lot of couples out there and they seemed to enjoy each others company and be totally in love. It got me thinking...maybe marriage isn't that bad after all. You have to take the bad with the good but maybe on the whole its a positive experience. I don't know why I get the cold feet. My approach to work is to see everything as an opportunity as opposed to a threat yet in my personal life I see marriage as a unknown and...
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I need to get my Personal Statement done. I just don't know how to start 
Its making me so tense.. its constantly on my mind. I just can't get myself to do it though.
Main kya karun.. I even stayed up half the night last night worrying about how I havent done it yet.. but I just can't seem to actually do it.
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 05:02 PM by mirage
Is like being into love-hate relationship. What I love most about it, anyway, is mid night rash driving on lonely roads, and orange skies 
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 04:41 PM by Lafanter
today at the mosque, after the maghrib prayer
imam announced abt the death of the mother of fellow brother praying there. she passed away in Egypt, just hrs before the maghrib prayer.
my eyes almost got wet during the dawa for her mother. I really wanted to get up and condole him after the dua but i could not, as soon as dua finished some guys jumped up and started huging him and speaking in arabic, i kept thinking what to say when i hug him .. . any way after every one finished...
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main bohat kam kisi say naraaz hote hoon
lakin mainy kabhi ghaltee say naraz honay ki koshish bhi ki ho to bajaye mujhay manannay k log ulta mujh say hee naraz ho jatay hain
or main apnee narazgee bhool ker un say muaafiyaan maang rahee hote hon k mere ghalatee jo main shikwa ker baythe ya naraz ho gayee ( kio k mere kamzoore hay main apny logoon ko naraz bhi nahi ker saktee ): S
yeh bhi koi baat hay bhala ?
yaane mainay manaaye janay...
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 01:42 PM by Munni
Updated Jul 31st, 2008 at 03:12 PM by Munni
I hate my diet. I hate it, hate it, hate it. Okay, not really, but still.
Yesterday I had chocolate in defiance of it (100 calories which I have to burn extra 50 today at gym). Then I had chicken with rice as well. Eventhough I wasnt supposed to until this weekend. Whateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I'm so not liking this lack of food (small portions). Especially when I smell delicious food being cooked downstairs. It's tortureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. T O R T U R EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
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Hanste hue, aankhon main kyun aa jaate hain ye aansoo
yun khushi ko adhoora sa bana jaate hain ye aansoo
dard itna hai saha, khaali ho gaya samandar ashqon ka
jaane kahan se aankhon main phir bhar jaate hain ye aansoo
khush hoon main, koi shikwa zamane se na taqdeer se
meri iss baat ko jhoota kyun bana jaate hain ye aansoo
shayad khabar hai in ko bhi kis qadar tanha hoon main
tanhaayi main mera...
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Posted Jul 31st, 2008 at 07:03 AM by ahmadjee
Time, yes time, is probably one of the most cruel thing alive. When I am having fun the darn thing goes by blazing fast but when I am miserable it screeches to a halt.
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Girnay say pehlay mainy, maanga tha ik sahaara
janay kion shuroo her teraf say sang baare ho gayee
chahray to Yaaroon kay thay ,per lehjaay thay ajnabee
janay kion Aankhaoon k agay, Dhund taaree ho gayee
apne muflsee ka taz'kara ik roz, Apnooo say ker diya
janay kion Dostoon per rafaaqat hamaare bhaare ho gayee
ik shaam jo ro ley hum khuaabooN k mazaar per
janay kion us k baad bayhisee hum per Taaree ho gayee
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Posted Jul 30th, 2008 at 07:55 PM by sadzzz
I just read the lamest threads on GS.. and i dont know why i read all of it... i guess to find out whether it got closed or not...
I just dont have the tolerance for lameness anymore.. some people here just bug me to the point i want to shake their head and ask them why they are soo insecure that they need to post threads.. provoking people to compliment them...
ugggh i just want to barf
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