my way or the highway

The blue alto came from my left, squeezed itself from between my car and the black taxi  infront of me on my left and back in front of me and disappeared in what seemed like a few speechless-mouth-wide-opened-eyes-bulging-out seconds.  All this happened on the bridge. Someone overtakes me on the bridge and that too on the turning on the bridge!

The next day i.e. today, there was this white saloon it appeared from the street on the extreme left of shahrah-e-faisal and made its way from the extreme left lane towards the fast lane and back to extreme left making a kind of semi-circle.

And then we have honks before the signal even gets yellow from red and during traffic jams. We also see decently dressed people at their indecent-est. Well these are the norms of karachi streets whose details i won’t like to deal with at the moment.

They say,”to judge a person you should invite him/her for dinner.” and I say you should go on a drive with him/her

People are literally insane. Or may be they get the insane curse once they touch the steering wheel. Infact, its the car manufacturers! They cast a hopus-focus on the steering wheel before floating their cars in the market. Apparently,this is the only explanation to the haphazardness caused on the streets n roads.

Did i make any sense because i m really sleepy n going to bed after pressing the ‘publish’ button.

…to spend or not to spend

“I want the pencil box I was looking at in the shop!” I cried on top of my lungs. There was nothing dearer to me at that moment in time than that pencil box and I was willing to do anything to get it. But before I could reach the point to do “anything” for it, my parents had bought it for me.

Eight years later…

I was sitting in the lounge with my face down, tears dripping down my eyes, I wanted that Discman and this time again I was willing to do anything to possess it. A week later it was in my hands and this time again I didn’t had to do “anything” for it.

About a year later...I had become a little thoughtful

“Should I? or should I not?” were the questions jumping in my head making my nights restless. I just loved that wristwatch I saw in the store and I had enough of eidi to help me buy it. Finally I decided to go buy the watch.

Another year passed…

This time I had the cap in my head to wear it on my head. I did some research on different types of caps and a few weeks later I bought one from Tariq Road with my savings + eidi.

A few months later I got myself an mp3 player after deciding between whether I should or shouldn’t.

Going back to the pencil box, I remember at that time I at least 3 more pencil boxes all in perfect condition, yet I wanted that particular one.

The Discman, I used it barely 10 times – since i watch movies on my computer and listen to songs on computer or the car cd player – and now its somewhere in the cupboards coated with a zillion layers of dust.

The wristwatch. As far as I remember it was a good watch and I used to alot until it slipped from my hands and being a “made in china” make it stopped working and the repairing cost could have bought me a new watch.

Now comes the CAP! I never actually wore it :s  and the mp3 player, I used it for the sake of using it, not because I felt the need to use it but I actually took out some time to use the 1000 rupee mp3 player.

Conclusion…I simply wasted so much money!

All things I bought were nothing but the result of stupidity which leads to the conclusion that i should think whether i actually want to 1) buy this thing and 2) spend on this thing.

I think alot before spending and still end up spending on useless stuff. But over the years I have become good at it and now I barely spend which is a problem itself, since not-spending leads to a lot of money in my wallet which forces me to think about spending it :S and at the same time assures me that I can buy anything whenever I feel like

Not that I have a lagao/attachment with money but what if I keep on saving my whole bachelor-life and then my wife drops in and spends all of it :p

I advise the readers to start looking on to their spendings, m sure there are others like me out there.