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Are You A Kind Person?

Posted on 11 March 2012 by Tea Server

Kindness is a gift everyone afford to give.
Kindness is the most precious moral behaviour. Kindness is mixture of many other virtues like love, compassionate, sympathy, positive emotions, courtesy, affection and care. Kindness is important virtue to have, it makes you a moral human being, we show kindness through soft and  sincere words and actions.
Kindness is an act of love and care towards human, animal even nature.  A small act of kindness can make a big impact, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring these touched our life deeply. Kindness brings peace and happiness in our life, society and also in our world, it improves good relationship with those who are around us.
Kindness makes you a friendly, sensitive and sincere person who feel hurt of other and always ready to help, comfort and encourage people in many ways. It gives you peace of mind. 

Allah orders us to treat people with kindness, being kind means giving love, respect, help, speaking kind words, mercy and truthfulness to all fellow human beings. 
“Do good to parents, and to relatives and orphans, and the needy, and the near neighbour and the distant neighbour and the companion of your side and the wayfarer and to your male and female servants. Undoubtedly, Allah loves not the proud, boastful.   Surah An-Nisaa : Ayat 36

Islam teaches that kindness should extend not only to other people but also to the all creatures, to treat all animals, birds, sea creatures, and insects with mercy and sympathies to them and not harming them.
Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him)  clearly said that the practise of cutting tails and manes of horses, of branding animals at any soft spot and of keeping horses saddled unnecessarily.

The Prophet preached us to show kindness to all living souls.

“Fear God with regard to animals”, said the Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him), “ride them when they are fit to be ridden, and get off their backs when they are tired; surely, there are rewards for being kind and gentle to animals, and for giving them water to drink.”


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Kindness  is key to heart.
When we are filled with kindness, we are not judgmental.
When you put some kindness into the world, you’ll like
 what the world gives back.
 Nothing is more precious in this world than kindness.
Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.


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Asia Cup: Important for Pakistan

Posted on 11 March 2012 by Tea Server



Written for Khelo Pakistan .


Asia Cup starts from the 11th March.  According to most people this tournament never gets the deserved status it should have and thats kind of true as its always organized at the wrong time. According to Geoffery Boycott no one cares about Asia Cup not even the Asian teams. But is that really true for every participating team.



India have just come back from a long tour of Australia and with IPL just around the corner they would have liked more rest. Srilanka were in South Africa and with a gap of few days traveled to Australia for the Tri-Nation series and played their last match just 2 days ago. Bangladesh are the underdogs and don’t have much chances.


But is this isn’t just another tournament for Pakistan who have played non stop cricket for the last five months, If at all this tournament is important for a team, its Pakistan. Winning the Test Series against England comprehensively, but losing the ODI and T20 series, Pakistani Team’s future depends on this tournament.


This tournament for sure will be the last chance for Misbah-ul-Haq to show his capability in the shorter format of the game firstly as a captain who can attack more and secondly a batsman who can score quickly. After losing just one series as a captain Misbah Ul haq is under fire both from the general public and media. He will try his best to prove the critics wrong.


Asia Cup is also the first test of Dav Whatmore who took over as Pakistan’s coach just a week ago. Lots has been said about him, his experience coaching the Srilankan and Bangladesh Cricket Team, his strictness and his good reputation, but coaching Pakistan is totally different and will take the best out of him especially because Mohsin Khan was doing a good job.


This is also the first team selected by the new selection committee lead by Iqbal Qasim. Team selection tells the mind set Pakistan team has. They have tried not to experiment with the team retaining the same bowling squad which played against England and have included Nasir Jamshed and Sarfraz Ahmed instead of Imran Farhat and Shoaib Malik who were labelled as “Sifarishi”.


If Pakistan are able to perform well in this tournament,the stability under Misbah Ul Haq will continue for a considerable time as the next two series Pakistan will play are against Bangladesh and Srilanka. But If they don’t perform well for sure it will bring an end to a few cricketing careers in the ODI format, Pakistan will have no choice except to change the captaincy and bring in new players at the cost of Misbah Ul Haq or even Younis Khan.


They still have a choice though even If they don’t win the Asia Cup.  18th of March, when Pakistan play India. The emotional nation we are, winning or losing the Cup won’t matter if Pakistan is able to beat India, taking the revenge of Mohali 2011. So yes, Pakistan has lots to play for in Asia Cup.

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No way back!

Posted on 08 March 2012 by Tea Server



A poem by Maham Shahbaz

She sat alone on her bed and looked out…
She saw the world go on happily, while she was breaking apart 
she saw children play , while she played with her feelings 
she saw little girls dance , while she danced with her sorrow 
she saw a couple walk , while she left the one she loved
she saw ppl with a choice , while she had none
she saw happines all around from her castle of misery 

she remembered how things were…
Whenever she was with u , she was happy contended complete
the moment u went away , she felt like a criminal and she was lost 
she was confused…in a storm 
in a storm where you would hold her hand and show her the way 
in a storm where she somehow lost the one she loved
in a storm she is lost , blinded by the dust 
but y is it all around her?
The wind mocks her every time and the dust in her eyes loaths her 4 losing u
she remembers how easy it was to luv u 
she remembers hw easy it was to feel imp 
she remembers…the thoughts sufocate her 

she wants to fly away
she wants to run away 
she wants to go back
she wants to smile again 
she wants to 4get ,let go
but her memories r too good to b hidden away , to b forgotten
the problem is , she cnt stp feeling 
because she remembers , she remembers it all…

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Inspiring Story of Converting to Islam.

Posted on 02 March 2012 by Tea Server




Published in Daily Express by Javed Chaudhry in his column Zero Point.


If you want to understand what Islam is read the stories of the people who have converted to Islam just recently. They will tell you such angles of religion which you wont find in books. They are on such high level and will teach you many things which your religious leaders won’t be able to.



I was fortunate enough to meet one such Muslim in Spain. He belonged to one of the European countries and before converting to Islam, was a guitarist associated with a famous musical band. He also had a degree in Music but after converting he had a beard now, left music and traveled around the world to study Islam. He told me the story of converting to Islam which was amazing.

He had three hobbies. Playing guitar, Impress girls and drinking wild. He used to play guitar and collect money, Impressed a girl by taking her to a date, sitting in a pub and drinking until late night. The next day they were usually found in a park, beside a road, In a hotel’s room or in the girls apartment. This was his usual life but then he made friends with another muslim boy who also loved drinking. He was from Egypt and came to europe for studying but fell in love with a girl who left him for another man. The egyptian guy could not take this and started drinking. He used to drink all night and sleep in his hostel’s room all day. His father who was a rich man used to send hi money so his life was easy. The musician met the muslim guy in the pub. They both were not that religious. Musician thought all the religion were fraud, The egyptian guy said there must be no religion as it makes people fight and humanity was better served if their were no religious divisions.

They talked about religion everyday in the pub while drinking, during these chats the musician noticed something strange. The egyptian guy used to quote Allah, Koran and Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) without any hesitation at the start of the discussion but as soon as he started drinking he never uttered a single word about these three or any quote relating to it.  He used to change the topic toward other religions of the world. Musician tried his best to bring the egyptian towards Allah and Prophet but was never successful. Egyptian was so adamant that even when he was drunk at the best he never ever uttered anything about these.

One day Musician asked the Egyptian guy about it. They were at a coffee shop and were in normal condition. Egyptian guy gave an answer which he found really strange.

He said that after he is drunk his tongue becomes dirty as drinking is not allowed.  I can never utter the names of Allah and my Prophet (PBUH) with my dirty tongue? After drinking I wake up on the morning, brush my teeth, clean my face, mouth and tongue, only then I utter the names of my beloved Prophet, Allah and Holy Koran. This is my love for them and no matter how worse a muslim I am, no matter how bad I get I can never take the names or disrespect them in any way.

This struck the Musician deep inside the heart. He went to a book shop, bought the translation of Holy Quran. The moment he stated reading it he knew his life had changed, as he kept on reading he fell deep in love with it. He left music, changed his dressing and converted to Islam.

I asked him what Inspired you most about Islam, and he answered “Unconditional Love”.

Islam is the only religion of the world which fills your heart with unconditional love for Allah and Prophet (PBUH) , it builds a fort inside your heart which can never be destroyed. A Muslim can be cruel, liar, drunk, cheater or anything, he can compromise on anything but when its the matter of Quran, Allah and Prophet (PBUH) he will forget everything, fight the biggest forces in the world, stand against the Pharaoh but never hear or say a word against them, that too just after reciting the first Kalima,  thats what Impressed me the most.

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And there’s always so much to think about, so much to miss.

Posted on 01 March 2012 by Tea Server

Hesits at the same table every day. He smiles at everybody politely. Small, shysmiles. The kind of smiles that make your lips automatically lift up at thecorners too.

He’soverweight, but that doesn’t stop him from getting up every two hours andfetching food from the canteen. Small, bite-sized Snickers bars. Chilli rice. Abottle of Coke. He sits and eats in perfect ease. His movements are relaxed andunhurried, as though he has all the time in the world to sit here and consumeLays, pulling the chips out of the packet one by one.

Whenhe’s finally finished, he reaches into his bag, rummages around and digs outhis iPod. Plugging the earphones in, he listens avidly. Tap tap tap. That’s his left foot striking against the ground,matching the beat of the music.

Peopleswill around him, me and my friends included. We laugh at weird Punjabi jokes,quip lines at each other, share spicy masala fries and pass around gossip. Wemoan over the results of our latest round of assessments, chatter aboutupcoming birthdays and school events. But he just sits there, listening tomusic. He’s enclosed in a cozy little world of his own. And he’s not lonely. He’sfully satisfied in his own company.

Butthat’s not to say he doesn’t have any friends. He does. And when his friendsarrive, he puts away his music and devotes his attention to them. But when theyleave, he reverts back into himself. I stare hard at him, but I can’t deriveanything from his expression. He’s expressionless, I suppose.

Andthen one day when he comes to school, someone’s written his name on the wallbehind the table he sits at. I ask him who did, but he only shrugs and says hedoesn’t know. I stare at him for a while, and then plop down next to him. Helooks Chinese in appearance, and I’ve always assumed he was so, but after Imake small talk with him I discover that he’s actually from Brunei.

“So,”I speak, and my voice is full of genuine curiosity. “Don’t you get tiredsitting here every single day?”

Helooks up, at me. He unwraps a Snickers bar, strokes the side of his iPod withthe tip of his index finger. “I have music by my side,” he replies simply, andhis words stir chords of faint envy within my heart.

                                                                    *          *          *

Weused to be best friends, but now I can’t stand her anymore. She has long,jet-black hair, huge brown eyes, a round face. I used to think she wasimmensely pretty, but now nothing about her appearance appeals to me in theslightest. ‘Ordinary’ is the kindest word I would devote towards her now, andthat makes me realize just how influential and despicably fickle my feelingsare.

Weused to be inseparable, joined at the hip. Now I go out of my way to avoid her.I look up and I see her rounding the corner, heading in my direction. I want toget away from here, be someplace else. I start walking. The sound of myfootsteps is too brisk, too loud, too desperate, even to my own ears.

                                                                    *          *          *

Theclack-clack-clack of the keyboard resonates as my fingers fly over it. Onlywhen the last word has been typed out, do I sit back and allow my spine topress up against the wood of the chair. Silence descends. I hit Send.

Idon’t know why I keep writing to you. I don’t know why I keep clinging onto thesweetness of past memories. The past, no matter how sweet it is, is still thepast. And no one knows that better than I. Yet I can’t help myself from writingto you devotedly, religiously. It’s not because I don’t have anyone else totalk to. It’s not even because I have all that much to talk about, really.

It’sonly because every time I see a new e-mail from you in my inbox, it’s likecandy waiting to be unwrapped. My pulse flutters, my heart thumps faster. Andthen I know that it’ll always be you. You’ll always be the only one to takeaway the deadness I sometimes feel inside.

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Happy Birthday Shahid Afridi.

Posted on 01 March 2012 by Tea Server



Posted in KHELO PAKISTAN !

My first interaction with Shahid Afridi lasted a couple of seconds. It was just a shake of the hands with a big smile on his clean shaved face, and why not. It was 16th March 2004 to be exact. Pakistan had beaten India in the 2nd ODI of the Samsung Cup and Shahid Afridi who had been recalled in the team after a long gap had played a big part in victory by scoring 80(58) and also taking 2 wickets for 57 runs.

Shahid Afridi back then was all about Carefree-ness. You could see it in his behavior, the way he talked, the way he moved, the way he had a smile on his face. Back then Shahid Afridi was all about passion. You could see it in his bowling and you could see it in his batting and the way he fielded. Back then he was a Super Star. You could see the way crowd chanted his name and wanted him to hit a six every ball when he came out to bat, you could see all the banners with his name written, you could see the crowd going mad when he fielded near the boundary ropes. His bowling was a bonus in those days.

My next memorable interaction with Afridi was during the 2005/06 series after he had smashed Harbhajan Singh for four sixes in an over and that too during a the first Test Match in Lahore scoring a magnificent 102 runs with 7 sixes. He still had that smile on his face with the slightest of beard now. “Autograph please” I said. My voice barely coming out.
” Idahar lao, naam kya hai tumhara? ” He said. In his heavy voice. I handed him the tennis ball.
“Raafay”, I said.
He signed the tennis ball. No words, nothing else written. I was disappointed, grabbing the ball with my hand and turning away.
“Left hander ho?” He said again.
“Yes” I said.
”Cricket kheltay ho?” He said again.
“Jee”. I said.
“Shabash, good luck” He said.
I felt overwhelmed and ran away to tell everything that happened to my parents.

He went on to score another century in the next match with the same carelessness, same passion. By now religion was starting to play important role in his life, it was obvious. Praying five times a day even during the match days was a normal routine by now. His batting was more consistent than before his bowling was worth bowling him 10 overs during the ODI matches with four players all on the of side to stop runs. Crowd still wanted him to hit a six every ball and he was willing to oblige. Nothing much had changed about Afridi in the cricketing sense, he was still the same.

Last of my memorable interaction with Shahid Afridi was during the World Cup 2011. Pakistan had beaten Srilanka just two days ago. Shahid Afridi was man of the match with the figures of 4/34 in his 10 overs. His beard had grown thicker, He was more stronger now, Shaking his hands told you the power he had. Religion had its showing on him.
“InshaAllah” was a common word with most of the sentences he said. “InshaAllah we will reach the Semi Final if we keep on playing like this” He said.
That Smile was still on his face but you could tell he was a lot more measured in everything he did now, he wanted to lead by an example. His bowling had come of age in the past 2 to 3 years, easily the best leg spinner in the shorter format commentators would say. Taking a wicket with his hands aloft in the air, legs stretched wide, standing like hero is a familiar sight for cricket lovers now. His batting was sensible now. He still hits bowlers out of the park, not on the requests of his bowlers but at his own will. They still call him BOOM BOOM though.

As Cricinfo simplifies it “Of Shahid Afridi it can safely be said that cricket never has and never will see another like him. To say he is an allrounder is to say Albert Einstein was a scientist. ” A complete Super Star, easily the most loved one in Pakistan and around the world. He became a heartthrob after his first cricket match, he still is all around the world, he will always be a heartthrob of millions until the day cricket is played. 


Happy Birthday SHAHID AFRIDI ! Long may you live, Long may you keep entertaining, long may you serve Pakistan. Ameen!

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The Hajj as told by the British Museum.

Posted on 01 March 2012 by Tea Server



A Post by Imogen Reed.


As participants in the hajj, Muslims are able to join in a journey to Mecca where they can practise one of the five pillars of their faith. It is both a spiritual and a physical journey, which is something that the British Museum, in London, has tried to capture in a much-acclaimed exhibition called Hajj: Journey to the Heart of Islam that has just celebrated a month since its opening and is open to visitors until mid April.






Audience
As non-Muslims are not permitted to undertake the Hajj, the Western world has always been fascinated by the mystery of this great Muslim tradition. The museum’s director, Neil MacGregor, says: ‘In
particular, the exhibition will allow non-Muslims to explore the one aspect of Islamic practice and faith which they are not able to witness.’ Improving understanding in a continent where many speak of Islamophobia is welcome indeed. Rather than sitting back and thinking about your need to order Propecia, renew your library books or send that birthday card, consider visiting the exhibit and immersing yourself in an aspect of another culture that has previously been closely guarded.


Yet it is not just intended for Westerners and MacGregor says that the exhibition intends to reach to a ‘global audience’. Muslims are indeed among those visiting the exhibition and are invited to give their views on the experience of the Hajj on the museum’s website. Muslim visitors to the exhibition have praised the wealth of artefacts on show of the exhibition, which claims to be the first such exhibition about the Hajj on this scale.


Exhibits
The exhibition juxtaposes old and new. An eighth-century Koran which is thought to be one of the oldest surviving copies, on loan from the British Library, is on display. Yet the exhibition also hosts works by artist and Saudi national Ahmed Mater, who saw a resemblance between the gravitation of iron filings towards a magnet and the draw of many devoted Muslims to the Kabah and has illustrated this in his work – last year the pilgrimage is said to have numbered three million.


Centuries-old accounts of journeys to Mecca are displayed alongside Hajj certificates and tickets for pilgrims issued by Thomas Cook. Another highlight is a striking red silk tent that would have been the centrepiece in a camel caravan carrying pilgrims from Cairo to Mecca. These exhibits focus on the journey itself, reflecting the first of the three aspects of the exhibition, the actual journey that pilgrims had to make to reach Mecca. Other aspects comprising the exhibition are the rituals, experience and meaning of the Hajj to Muslims around the world and, finally, the importance of Mecca itself.


Backing
The British Museum worked in partnership with the King Abdulaziz Library in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, to set up the exhibition and Saudi Arabia is among thirteen countries that have loaned artefacts.  For example, a seetanah that covers the door to the Kabah was carefully transported to London for the event. The library’s General Supervisor, Faysal Muammar, said he hoped the exhibition would be a source of ‘inspiration and enlightenment’ to all those who visit and attended its opening alongside Saudi officials.



The curator’s exhibition was Pakistan-born British-Muslim Qasira Khan, who actually undertook the Hajj last year as part of her preparation and has included some of her souvenirs in the cabinets. She said that the experience changed her view of the exhibition. She added: “They say that when you go on Hajj it is due to an invitation by God and my invitation must have been due that year.”


Groans
Visitors have complained about delays to the time they were allocated for their visit and that once inside the exhibition it was very crowded. Though entrance to the museum itself is free, tickets for this exhibition must be booked and paid for. At 12 British pounds (around 1,730 Pakistani rupees or almost 20 US dollars) the tickets are not cheap. Although this reflects the enormous expense that must have been involved in mounting such a display, it is also likely to put off many of the visitors it seeks to attract and teach about Islam.
Many of us are far from London and are more likely to participate in the Hajj than to travel to London. But the exhibition should be praised for its efforts to educate through various talks and school programmes and for shining a spotlight onto the enormously rich culture associated with this noble and holy experience of Islam.

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Skype Beta Available For Windows Phone

Posted on 01 March 2012 by Tea Server

Skype Beta is now available for download in Windows Phone Marketplace. The full version will be available soon. Here is the official video

After acquisition of Skype by Microsoft last year it was expected that Windows Phone will eventually have Skype available on it. To the dismay of many, Skype was not offered with Windows Phone Mango update but MWC 2012 has finally brought Skype on Windows Phone.

In my honest opinion this announcement should have been made a couple of years back as users do not wait for features and jump to other OSs. I have disposed off my HTC HD7 due to unavailability of Skype and many other (basic and) essential features provided by Android and Apple but missing in Windows Phone. Do you own a Windows Phone? What do you think about this release?

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Arabian Nights

Posted on 01 March 2012 by Tea Server



{ Muscat, Old City }



It’s weekend here in Oman and my favorite day of the week when we go out and gorge on anything we feel like eating. Wednesday means two days off the gym and I allow myself to eat gulab jamans too. I love this place because of its peaceful, quiet environment but mostly because its where my husband is. Anywhere is a home where he is. He has this amazing ability to make even an otherwise mundane drive into an extreme bit of an adventure.


I’m unable to write these days, not because I am out of ideas, but because I am so much full of them that I am unable to pick one. My mind keeps on wandering to every thing so fast I find it hard to make my little heart sit still and focus on one thing.


I’m discovering Oman all over again. I’m not sure if a social and extrovert would find it as good as I do sometimes, I’m more of an introvert. This is the perfect place to just stand still for some time, breathe in and enjoy a certain delicious laziness.


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iPad 3 Release Is On March 7 At Apple Event

Posted on 28 February 2012 by Tea Server

image thumb8 iPad 3 Release Is On March 7 At Apple Event

Like it or not, Apple is dropping a bomb on March 7 and we expect the iPad 3 to be announced at the upcoming Apple Event. There are lots of expectations in terms of making a lot of improvements. Some of these include improving the Retina Display Resolution by twice the existing one. Other than it will also feature a quad core processor, LTE connectivity to name a few.

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Oscar for Pakistan. What now?

Posted on 28 February 2012 by Tea Server

Ms. Chinoy’s Oscar win is a cause for great jubilation. She has shown the world that there is more to Pakistan than drone attacks, terrorists and corruption. This award, unfortunately,will not solve any of our problems but it has, temporarily, given us hope that all is not lost. 

Will this win, which is a source of inspiration for us all, bring any positive change in our country, in us?  Will there be any funds made available for film makers who don’t have the monetary means but possess the talent? The Prime Minister has announced the highest civil award for Ms. Chinoy, but what of the victims? Above all, what of the law which lets the men go around free while the women suffer forever more?  


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Joyeux Anniversaire (Happy Birthday)

Posted on 27 February 2012 by Tea Server



Post by Hameem, A friend from France :)



On
occasion of a friend’s birthday, I proposed all my friends that we gather to
have a lunch and then go out tot see the city of love, Paris.

I
called my four friends, who I was sure would want to participate. I texted
Pierre whose birthday it was.  Mathilde, my class neighbor and who
knows Pierre till high school.  David, his class neighbor was
the third, and finally Sarah the smartest of our band.


“Hey
guys! Are you free on this 21st? Let’s meet and wish a happy birthday to
Pierre!” After quarter -of-hundred of sms were agree for 24th February.
No birthdays of little sisters, no driving lessons… OUF! It was funny to
be the organizer, I thought, later I regret.

Then
we considered the issue of activity? We said we’ll lunch near about our high
school (Our post-high school classes more commonly called post-bac classes are
also integrated some time in high school campus). But what to do after lunch,
we had no idea. I suggested we went to all Paris’ famous places and took
pictures in order to make an album. Ma~  said it would be fun
going in front of Pierre and Marie Curie University and take a picture of him
with the signboard. But finally He proposed the idea of cinema. The idea was
pleasant. We’ll be at warm together, see a good film and talk about it after.
In
my opinion, Holidays are synonymous of annoy and disturb your internal
clock. 

You
become an owl. You sleep all day and “work” all night. Work like surfing on
internet, facebook, 9gag, seeing Japanese dramas, and listening music, in other
words things which have no direct or indirect relation with your studies. Poor
parents! Who think that their children prefer the calm of nights for studying?
I have this constant problem with mine. They trust me. And sometimes I want
they wouldn’t. All this to say, I thought that we’re already 23rd Feb.
and texted my friends if it was all ok “for tomorrow”. Ma~ replied: We
didn’t set it on 24th? I had a look on my calendar… we were 22nd ah
mince! Vive les vacances! The after exchange of sorry I redefined: 24th,
at 13h (13 heures comme dissent les français).

It
was all going well until Sarah called me. She just checked her messages
and wondered if it was possible to meet tomorrow instead of day after tomorrow? What
again ?!?  I told her that it was already embarrassing mistaking
dates. I won’t send other messages but if she took the responsibility to change
the date, the door was wide open. I had nothing to do tomorrow. Like all other
days. I think she called all the tree friends. Bad luck Mathilde was busy
tomorrow. However, she said she’ll manage. And I believed. Nevertheless, I was
a bit furious about it, because she said it was ok for 24th, and now
she was saying it wasn’t. Oh common girl! Why didn’t u just said at once the
first day? What’s the problem with you? She replied she misunderstood me.  I
haven’t been clear enough… blablabla…

She
also asked us to meet at 11h30 instead of 13h. That way, she could program
other rendez-vous, I imagine. I texted David and Mathilde. Mathilde
was ok, and David just didn’t answer. (Here’s another problem, how he
can’t be stuck with his mobile, because I am. I am addicted, level: ultimate).

The
D-day, 24th feb, David messaged et 8h30. I can come at 11h30! I
urgently called Ma~, who surely was angry et me for my early disturbance,
but she said ok. I tried to join pr, but his mobile was off. So I let sms
and fb messages that we were meeting at 11h30 at train station in front of our
school. And I prayed that he saw his messages at time. And he did. But
unfortunately, meanwhile DaÆ  sent another message: “We‘re going to
ski at 16h00. I‘ve a lot of things to do before, sorry finally, I can’t come”.
What just I read? Why u didn’t realize that your departure was programmed to be
at 24th? Why didn’t u answer me seriously? You thought I was joking?
But I kept all this for me and said what I said to ça-rat: Never mind J . 

This
words show that I forgive those who ware about me and means indifference to
other. That’s why I like this word that much. Mean while also, Ma~ called
me and said pr will never see it at time. So we must meet at 13h00. And I
sent a message to pr on facebook. Just facebook. And he only checked his
sms.

At
12h30, when I was about to exit, I saw his message: “hey! I ‘m here from about
20 min. message me when u come! J” 1143h it was.. That time I
realized how bad organizer I’ve been.

Anyhow,
we had a nice day. We went to Mk2 cinema next to François Mitterrand Library
and we saw “Dos au mur”. Happy birthday PIERRE!

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Happy Born-Day, Steve Jobs!

Posted on 24 February 2012 by Tea Server

Had Steve Jobs been alive today, he would have been turned 57. The man who shaped contemporary consumer technology died on October 5, 2011.

Steve Jobs was, as everyone can and will tell you everywhere and in every way possible till the world ends, a visionary. And my 2nd greatest inspiration, I must say.

Happy Birthday to Steve Jobs! His legacy will be, inspiring and encouraging others to be creative. Thank you for that, Steve!

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Thought Provoking Life Stories (2)

Posted on 24 February 2012 by Tea Server

Welcome to this week’s edition of Fantastic Friday, where we talk about happiness and inspiration and everything that goes in between!

I came across this wonderful site that shares life stories of real people told in the fewest words, each with a subtle lesson for the heart. Here are my five picks for this week’s token of inspiration.
 

Read more MMT picks by me here
Any special plans for this weekend?
Good luck for each and everyone of them :)
Rise and Shine!

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