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Habba Khatoon – The nightingale of Kashmir

Habba Khatoon, was a legendary Muslim poetess that lived in Kashmir in the 16th Century. She was born, in the small village Chandrahar,known for its  saffron fields. It is known that she was extremely beautiful and hence named Zoon  (the Moon).

Unlike typical peasant girls, she learnt to  read and write from the village moulvi. She was married to a fellow peasant boy at an early age. Her new family  could not understand the relevance of her poetic being, which led to deeper differences with them with  each new day.  Feuds with the husband and mother in law turned abusive, and ultimately she was divorced.

She narrates in her own verse :

“The mother-in law grabbed me by my hair, which stung me more than the pangs of death. I fell asleep on the supporting plank of the spinning wheel, and in this way, the circular wheel got damaged. I cannot reconcile myself with the atrocities of the in laws, O! my parents, please come to my rescue.”

However, she bore all the torture with great patience,  until one day, her mother in law could not tolerate her tolerance, anymore.   She was separated from her husband  and sent to her parents home. To which she complained in anther verse,

“I have been waiting for long with extreme patience for you – O! my love (or Aziz) do not be cross with your moon (zoon)! I have adorned myself lusciously from top to toe; so enjoy my youth as lively and inviting as a pomegranate flower.”

Laden with pain and sorrow, she  resorted to writing more pensive  poetry and singing songs of separation,  in Kashmiri.

Zoon sang, roaming in the saffron fields and sitting under the shade of chinar trees.

One version of  her further life is :

One day,  in a fairy tale manner,  a prince Yusuf Shah Chak, was out hunting that way on horseback. He  passed by  the place where Zoon was singing under the tree.

He heard her melancholic melodies, and went to look at her and was stunned by her beauty. As soon as their eyes met, they fell in love. And soon,  Zoon and Yusuf Shah Chak were married. She was given the title of  Habba Khatoon.

The couple lived a ‘happily ever after’ life, and Yusuf Shah became the ruler of Kashmir, until Yususk Cahk was decieved and imprisoned by Mughal Emperor Akber.

The other version narrated by Birbal Kachroo and Hassan Khohyami :

” ‘Habba’ at such a tender and impressionably age could not recover from the rebuff she received at the very threshold of her conjugal life. Her despondency flowed out in the form of poetry pulsating with unartificial fusion of sound and sense. Her fame reached the amorous ears of Yusuf Shah, who admitted her to his harem as a ‘Keep’, and did not allow her the status of a queen.”

“So, when her paramour Yusuf  fell on bad stars, ( arrested by Akber) , Habba must have eaten her heart away in disgust and dismay. This was the second rebuff she received at the bands of the destiny, and this impulsive Lady unresponsive in love, unaccepted by the society still did not own defeat. She created an exuberant world of her own, punctuated it with her emotions resonant with the dirge of what she had got and what she lost. She lived in her thoughts, so to say.” 

It is said, Habba Khatoon languished in separation from her beloved husband, and composed several heart wrenching lyrics which she sang while wandering from village to village in the Kashmir valley.

One such original verse is:

مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه

یارَ میانے یاون رایے
مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه
کیازِ زایے کونہ موٍیایے
‎پوو کٓتھ کیُتھ سوِندر ناو
‎کاُلی وسُن چھُ میژِه شایے
‎مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه
‎دور دنیا بوز طوفانیے
‎تورٕ روستُے لدَنَے آو
‎کور مے ساُلا یِرٕوُنہ نایے
‎مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه
‎باغ بوستان بُلبُل آیے
‎مَنز چَمنَن ماُرِکھ ژھوِ
‎گُل گیہ بَرٕ بُلبُل ضایے
‎مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه
‎تَتہ کٕریزیم پنُن سایے
‎ییتہ آسم محشرُن تاو
‎حبہ خوتون نادا لایے
‎مَنز سرایے لوسُم دوٕه

English Translation:

My friend‪,‬ this youth is loss
‏I lost all day on the way

‏Why were we born‪?‬
‏Why did we not die‪?‬
‏Why such beautiful name‪s?‬
‏We must wait for the Judgment Day
‏And I lost all day on the way

‏The way of the world is a meaningless storm
‏I invited a difficult fate
‏And I lost all day on the way

‏Many nightingales entered the garden
‏And they had their play
‏The flowers left the garden
‏To make way for the nightingales
‏And I lost all day on the way

‏Please protect me on the Day
‏Where there will be fire of Hell
‏Habba Khatoon will give you a call
‏And I lost all day on the way

Habba Khatoon introduced “lol”  ( please don’t read it ‘laugh out loud’ 🙂  ) to Kashmiri poetry.

 “lol” is more or less equivalent to the English ‘lyric’.

It conveys one brief thought and is full of melody and love.

Habba’s forte is love-in-separation. She has not sung even a single verse eulogizing the munificence of Yusuf Shah when she was in her company.  Habba like a born-poet selected ‘separation’ for her treatment of love. Her verses throughout waft an air of restlessness and not contentment. Calm, composure and resignation to be in turmoil to fate are absent in her poetry.” says  Prof KN Dhar.

An example of her Lol:

Lol of the Lonely Pine

The one who dazzles – have you seen that one ?

Upon him look !

A sleepless stream in search of him I run,

A restless brook.

In far off woods, a lonely pine I stood

Till he appeared,

My woodcutter, and came to cut the wood.

His fire I feared,

Yet though he burn my logs, behold I shine,

My ashes wine !

Here is a Habba Khatoon lol:

Ilmana Fasih
31 October 2010



Copied some jokes from here n there to HONOUR our sweet husbands like mine, who tolerate a lot of crap from us wives (at least my husband does a great deal). He is an epitome of Tolerance I must say, to the extent that he needs to be beatified into a “Husband Saint”’
Let us women be the ‘butt’ of jokes for a change ;).

A woman whose husband often came home drunk decided to cure him of the habit. One Halloween night, she put on a devil suit and hid behind a tree to intercept him on the way home. When her husband came by, she jumped out and stood before him with her red horns, long tail, and pitchfork.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“I’m the Devil,” she responded.
“Well, come on home with me,” he said, “I married your sister.
A man left work one Friday afternoon. Being payday, instead of going home, he stayed out the entire weekend hunting with the boys and spent his entire paycheck. When he finally appeared at home, Sunday night, he was confronted by a very angry wife and was barraged for nearly two hours with a tirade befitting his actions.
Finally, his wife stopped the nagging and simply said to him, “How would you like it if you didn’t see me for two or three days?”
To which he replied, “That would be fine with me.”
Monday went by and he didn’t see his wife. Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with the same results.
Thursday, the swelling went down just enough where he could see her a little out of the corner of his left eye.
“Do you really believe your husband when he tells you he goes fishing every weekend?” asked Jane’s best friend.
“Why shouldn’t I?” said Jane.
“Well, maybe he is having an affair?”
“No way” said Jane “he never returns with any fish…”
A lady calls the police to report her husband is missing. The police arrive and ask for a description. She tells them he’s 6 feet 2 inches tall, blonde wavy hair and has a smile that makes everybody love him.
The police then go to the next door neighbor to verify this report and the lady next door tells the police, “You can’t believe her. He’s 5 feet 4 inches tall, has no hair and he wears a perpetual frown on his face.”
The neighbor then goes and asks the lady why why she gave the police such a false report. She replies, “Just because I reported him missing, doesn’t mean I wanted him back!”
A woman came up behind her husband while he was enjoying his morning coffee and slapped him on the back of the head.
“I found a piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name ‘Marylou’ written on it,” she said, furious. “You had better have an explanation.”
“Calm down, honey,” the man replied. “Remember last week when I was at the dog track? That was the name of the dog I bet on.”
The next morning, his wife snuck up on him and smacked him again.
“What was that for?” he complained.
“Your dog called last night.”
A woman finds a genie’s lamp. The Genie comes out and says, “You may have three wishes, but your husband will get ten times more than what you wished for.”
The woman agrees. Her first wish was that she would be the most beautiful woman in the world. “You realize,” the Genie said, “that your husband will be ten times more beautiful than you, and more women will gawk at him?”
“That’s okay,” says the woman, “He’ll only look at me because I will be the most beautiful women.” So the wish is granted.
Her second wish was that she would be the richest woman in the world. “You know your husband will be ten times richer, right?” the Genie asks.
“That’s okay. What’s mine is his and what’s his is mine,” replied the woman. So the wish was granted.
The woman then thinks long and hard about her last wish. She finally wishes that she had a mild heart attack.
A man approached a very beautiful woman in the large supermarket and said, “I’ve lost my wife here in the supermarket. Can you talk to me for a couple of minutes?”
The woman looked puzzled. “Why do you want to talk to me?” she asked.
“Because every time I talk to a pretty woman like you, my wife appears out of nowhere”

What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
A widow.
What do you do if your best friend runs off with your husband?
Miss her. Pity her.
A woman was cleaning her husbands dresser drawers when she found 3 golf balls and a box with $2000 in it. She waited for him to come home from the golf course to ask him why these things were hidden in his dresser drawer.
The husband said I’m sorry I hid this from you but the truth is every time I cheated on you over the last 30 years I put a golf ball in the drawer.
The wife was very upset at first but after thinking about it said “I guess 3 times in 30 years is really not that bad! Oh by the way what is the $2000 in the drawer.
The husband replied” Well every time I got to a dozen balls I sold them.
What is the difference between a wife and a girlfriend?
About 45 pounds.
What’s the differece between a husband and a boyfriend?
45 minutes.

And the best three are at the bottom:
Hillary Clinton goes to a psychic who tells her: “Prepare yourself for widowhood … Your husband is about to die a violent death.”
Mrs. Clinton takes a deep breath and replies: “Will I be acquitted?”
Sometimes women are overly suspicious of their husbands. When Adam stayed out very late for a few nights, Eve became upset.
“You’re running around with other women,” she charged.
“You’re being unreasonable,” Adam responded. “You’re the only woman on earth.” The quarrel continued until Adam fell asleep, only to be awakened by someone poking him in the chest. It was Eve.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Adam demanded.
“Counting your ribs!”

A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away. The undertaker told the husband, “You can have her shipped home for $5,000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land, for $150.” The ma N thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped home.
The undertaker asked, “Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your wife home, when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only $150?”
The man replied, “Long ago a man died here, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can’t take that chance.”


28 October 2010


A Friend.
He loves you,
But is not your beloved.
He cares for you,
But is not your kin.
He shares your pain,
But is not your blood.
Scolds like a Pa
Cares like a Ma
Pampers like a sis
Annoys like a bro
And after all loves u,
more than you know.
A true friend is a gem.
Are hard to see,
Harder still to have them,
Even harder to be.
A true friend to be,
I wish it was me.
….and my ’girl’ friend SAMINA adds:
To all you can’t be,
To some you may be,
To one you must be.


28 October 2010


I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
~Vincent van Gogh


About three months after the demise of Quaid-e Azam, the need for a National Anthem started to be felt. In December 1948, a National Anthem Committee(NAC) was formed which was chaired by a bueaurocrat Sheikh Mohammed Ikram. It had included some politicians but prominently there were three members—Ahmed Ghulamali Chagla, Hafeez Jallundhari and Abdur Rab Nishtar. The committee never reached on any consensus until early 1950s.

(What makes me scratch my head is that if we presume for a minute that Azad’s anthem wasn’t the correct claim, why then did it not occur to Quaid e Azam to ask for a National Anthem in his lifetime. Why did it have to be left to the ‘visionaries’ only after his demise, to form a National Anthem Committee. Or probably I scratch my scalp because I itch for no valid reason).

In 1950, to be exact on March 1, the Shah of Iran was to visit Pakistan— and a panic rushed along the corridors of the government to come up with ‘some’ music to be played on his arrival. The NAC was asked to ‘urgently’ come up with an anthem in a few days. It wasn’t entirely unjustified as they had been sitting and bickering on the committee for over 15 months with no concrete results likely even in the foreseeable future.

The chairman of the Committee then, Fazlur Rehman, the Federal Minister of Education acted very ‘democratically’ and sent invitations to numerous poets and musicians for their entries. Several entries did come in, but the NAC members found them all ‘unsuitable’.

Then true to the spirit of “necessity being the mother of invention”, the NAC agreed on a piece of composition by Chagla as suitable and presented it for formal approval. Hence Chagla assisted by the Pakistan Navy Band gave his written music notes a sound. Even till then there was only a ‘tune’ and the ‘words ‘were missing.

The music, much to the relief of the government, was played on the arrival of Shah Of Iran.
(Clever of them. As if the Iranian Monarch would have understood the lyrics in Urdu anyways. I probably would have done the same in their place!).

Again the same instrumental national anthem was played for Prime Minister Liaqat Ali Khan when he paid a state visit to the United States in May 1950, apparently after being persuaded to snap ties with the Soviet Union and set the course of Pakistan’s foreign policy towards closer ties with the West. (But that’s besides the point at the moment. I shouldn’t be talking of irrelevant issues here, right? )

Of course when Iranians didn’t get the missing lyrics how would Americans—so they too were presented just the instrumental anthem. The Musical Composition took a deep sigh of relief when in August 1950 it became the legitimate “composition’ of Pakistan National Anthem after being officially approved.

But the music composition had to live with the ‘single status’ without it’s beloved lyrics until 1954 when the lyrics by Hafeez Jallundhury and the music by Ahmed Ghulamali Chagla were finally wedded together to live happily ever after…

The National Anthem which we know now as “Pak Sar Zameen Shadbaad” was first officially played on Radio Pakistan on 13 August 1954, almost seven years after the birth of Pakistan. Official approval was announced by the Ministry of Information and Broadcasting on August 16, 1954.

Tragically the composer Chagla had, however, died in 1953, before the new national anthem was officially adopted. He did not live long enough to see who his baby ‘music composition’ chose as it’s beloved ‘lyrics’.

In 1955, a chorus of 15 singers from Pakistan under the lead of Ahmed Rushdi recorded the National Anthem, to be officially played for Pakistan.

Indeed, all’s well that ends well.

Ilmana Fasih
16 October 2009.



The day arrives when the world awaits the most pleasant news of my lifetime. Despite the delay in 3 hours from the schedule the actual rescue begins at 11 pm instead of 8 pm on 12 October, 2010. It had been 68 days since the Chilean miners were trapped 700 mts below the ground in the copper and gold mine.

The saga had started on 5 August when the roof of the mine had collapsed. No contact with the miners was there and it was just a wild guess if they were alive, until Aug 22 , when it was discovered that they were indeed alive and surviving on a tiny ration of milk, eating two spoonful of tuna and a biscuit each, 48 hourly, for the previous 17 days.

The task to drill shaft into the rocky earth’s crust was a huge challenge and in two days a hole of the diameter of a grapefruit was made to get in touch with these brave bunch of 33. In the mean time they were supplied with food , other necessities and contact with their loved ones through letters and camera through this narrow tube.

Next was the gigantic task to drill a larger diameter 700 metre long tunnel to make the rescue possible. It was estimated that the rescue tunnel would take upto the end of December, for these men to emerge from the mine. A mere idea had made me shiver not only two months ago but every time I followed it up on net or through TV news.Many of their loved ones chose to camp on the surface right above the mine until their men were rescued.

The red, white and blue capsule called Phoenix which was a metallic cage developed in assistance with NASA, was tested twice with no one inside, as it faced a twisty uncertain ride. On its journey from the bowel of the earth to the surface, the capsule had to twist up to a dozen times through the curves of 28 inches (78 cm). Video inspections showed the shaft’s lower walls to be firm, smooth rock, eliminating the need to line them, which would have taken days and risked blockages.

Before anyone was brought up, a rescuer was lowered down. He entered the capsule to the applause from rescue workers. President Pinera wishesd him luck.

This was the start of the rescue proper. The capsule was loaded with oxygen tanks. As the capsule hits the floor of the mine and the cage opened (the world witnessed this through the cameras ). It was estimated, it will take about an hour per miner and about 36 hours to bring them all up. And instead of the predicted two days it took them merely 22 hours to come up..And instead of the predicted 4 months it took them just over two months to see the sun light, feel the fresh breeze and the embrace of their waiting loved ones after 10 weeks of this heroic ordeal .

Once the Hugs were over, the newly arrived rescuer started instructing the miners on what to do.
A very well designed, well rehearsed rescue plan was set up. The men were classified as three groups—the able, the weak and the strong. The order of rescue was already decided and conveyed to the miners. They were rescued in that order with perfect disciplie and order down below. The first group of healthy able men were lifted to test the rescue plan.

This was followed by the weakest. The strongest who had to wait for almost a day to hit the surface.
With each rescue my pulse wained and waxed. It had to go unfailed till the very end. And to the very determination of the world, it indeed went unfaltered right through to the very end.

The first decision taken was to decide who would be the last to be evacuated. And Luis Urzua,was that man. A shift foreman, he had become a hero for commanding the team on miners down below. He was the brain behind having the miners able to survive the first 17 uncertain days of the miners when the world above had no contact with them. It is told that he managed a sense of order and purpose underground. He had volunteered to be the last to be rescued.

“We had to be strong, all the workers in the mine fulfilled their roles, as journalists, as spokesmen, and we worked hard for our own rescue,” said Urzua, when asked how he managed to keep the 33 men organised.

Florencio Ávalos, 31, was the first miner to arrive up in the rescue capsule. His brother and a brother in law too were with him down below. Florencio had been acting as cameraman and second-in-command to shift leader Luis Urzúa. Florencio Avalos entered the capsule under the camera’s eye and reached the surface in the longest 20 minutes of my life. And the f irst miner came out. So strong and confident, as if nothing had happened. Man of steel nerves. He had co-led the shift of the miners along with Urzua for 68 days, fully composed.

The next turn to go down was a paramedic and as he exit the second miner got in. A union activist he used his video commentaries to criticise the owners of the mine. His wife described her husband as a born leader. “He’s a braveheart. He is never ashamed to say anything to anyone… He never trusted this mine.”

And then the third, a 52-year-old former soldier who liked mending cars. His brother said he had a strong character formed by his time in the military. He was credited with maintaining discipline in the mine.
The fourth to arrive was a Bolivian, the only non-Chilean in the group. He had only been working at the mine for four days when the accident happened. There was some thought of making the Bolivian the first to go up. But he was bumped back for political reasons.

“We can’t put him first because then the Bolivians will think we are using him, as a test of the system”
Chile and Bolivia have witnessed a long animosity,( much more than the Indo-Pak love hate relationship) which goes back all the way to the war of the Pacific in the late 19th century. There are hopes that this ordeal may finally be the reason to forget this rift for all times to come.

Someone had tweeted during his rescue:  ”We are waiting for you brother Carlos Mamani. You are now a Chilean.

Next to him, the fifth was the youngest of the lot.-an 18 year old who worked as an environmental assistant.
Those following these, fit and healthy were the weakest —one being a diabetic, another with pneumonia.
Then one after the other came out the miners, it soon became a pleasant routine and I lost count.

However, it was still not monotonous . Each ascent had its own charm and thrill. Each time the capsule Phoenix ascended on to the Earth’s surface, it’s cargo was saluted by a siren and an applause from the onlookers whether on the location or sitting thousands of miles across oceans watching through their televisions.

Finally after a 22 hour long minute to minute trail, came the moment when the last miner was ascending to the surface. The first couple wiped their tears of joy as the scale showed it neared the zero meter depth. Cheers grew louder and there was ecstasy in the aroma. Each eye twinkled.

A hero was ascending to his pinnacle of glory. Luis Alberto Urzua was hoisted to safety in a joyous climax to a flawless rescue that captivated the world.He was wrapped in the Chile flag the way a newly born baby is wrapped in a ‘receiving cloth’.
“We have done what the entire world was waiting for,” Mr Urzua told President Pinera as he walked out fit and fine from the cage, “The 70 days that we fought so hard were not in vain. We had strength, we had spirit, we wanted to fight, we wanted to fight for our families, and that was the greatest thing.”

He was hugged tight by the President exactly the way a mother holds affectionately her newborn baby.
The president told him: “You are not the same and the country is not the same after this. You were an inspiration. Go hug your wife and your daughter.”

Some of the heroes waved Chilean flags, some waved their hands, some dropped to their knees in front of God, one chanted for Chile and then all of them embraced their loved ones, who anxiously waited for their first glance.

Each brave man wore fresh green shirt with a Chilean flag, each one looked so radiant, handsome, clean shaven, well dressed, in dark sun glasses and so macho. Seemed as if they had a saloon down below. The dignity with which they were brought up is unprecedented.

It reminds me of a beautiful quote by Marcus Aurelius Antoninus:
Remember this-that there is a proper dignity and proportion to be observed in the performance of every act of life.

Indeed the will to uphold dignity of every mankind irrespective of his altitude, is an ideal worth striving for and worth dying for.

President Piniera like a true leader stood outside the hole, all day and night, embracing each one of the hero with a tight and warm embrace. He remarked ,”We had promised to look until we found them. We can feel proud to be Chilean.”

The president and his wife personally oversaw the rescue of the miners. He claimed the Chilean government sought the best technology when the tragedy first occurred. Time and again he kept on praising the faith and bravery of the miners.

He said it is the marriage of the best technology and human endeavour , that had made “this miracle possible” and that ”will not be the same people they were before the accident”, and was sure the people of Chile were the same.

The country has learnt from the challenges, he said. The speech became more wide-ranging, as clad in a red jacket with his white hard hat set in front of him, and his wife stood beside him – said he hoped Chile will “move mountains”, becoming the first South American country to defeat poverty.

The president said he wanted to thank God for being with the men all through the last 68 days.
On being asked by a journalist about the cost of its’ operation he retorts, “It doesn’t matter how much it cost. It was worth the expenditure.” When on insistence of the journalist’s lead question: Millions? He said, ”Many many millions” with a streak of simplicity on his face.

Along with the family members, and the the first couple stood the 1,500 journalists from 39 nations to capture this unprecedented act enabling it to glare on each and every TV screen across the globe.

No-one in recorded history has survived as long trapped underground. This becomes an epic for all times to come which compelled a tiny me to transfix my eyes on to the TV screen for 22 hours, without a blink.

My brother sends a comment on my FB status on the rescue:  Miracle is some thing which happens when it is not expected and when people have given up hope.The Chilean story is a story of hope, endurance, courage and dignity. This reminds me of my junior school motto – “In all things be Men”.

They were the most contented 22 hours of my life. Chile is transformed in many ways- from a Chile of Pinochet to a Chile of Piniera, Urzua and the 32 brave men.

My world has changed too, in one more sense—in the sense that a middle aged woman like me has fallen instantly in love with a macho called CHILE.

Oh I love you Chile…
13 October 2010


Dedicated to all those ambitious girls in the world…..

One takes pride when one’s dream comes true through one’s child entering a world ranking university.
Ace students, never needed to be told to study, always look busy, attending late classes, carrying loads of books, rushing with assignment deadlines etc etc.
Lucky are we parents who brought forth such girls. Indeed they are a great bunch of lasses.
I click on my daughter and her friends’ walls to write a good luck note.
I read their crazy statuses and get the exact idea of how serious they are for their midterms. I copy paste some of their statuses, that my eyes had to bear:
Is the best Answer for all questions….!
SmILe Is the best
Reaction in all situations
BOTH Never Help In any examination , Test, …!
Disclaimer Notice: Student’s declaration at the end of answer paper!”I hereby declare that answers written above r true 2 the best of mine & my friend’s knowledge & I claim no responsibility whatsoever 4 any mistakes. Whatever I have written is truly fictitious & any resemblance with the Subject Matter is purely Coincidental.”

If it is a math/science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer/essay form, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.
A New Added element to the Periodic Table.
Element Name: GIRL
Symbol: G
Atomic Weight: don’t even dare to ask 😀
Physical Properties..
*boils at anything
*can freeze at anytime
*melts if handled wid love n care
*very bitter if mis handled
Chemical Properties.
*very reactive
*highly unstable
*posses strong affinity for gold n silver
*money reducing agent
*volatile when left alone
Bring a chit on exam day, scratch and show it to your nearest teacher and win free trip to Principal’s office and enjoy 3 years vacation at home.Hurry offer valid until exams only….
Everything has been figured out, except how to study for tests!!!
hayyyy *******! how is the prep for the bio test? dude Can you bring your polka-dot skirt/dress thing tomorrow (A) I wanna wear it on wednesday (A) (with the belt plz hehehe) And I’ll bring your flats tomorrow LOL
Aawwwwww, let’s drop out of uni 😀 😀 !!!!!
You know, we should ALLLLLLLLLLL just drop out all of a sudden
then UFT will go broke and it’ll close down
then it’ll get desperate for money
and it’ll start asking people to join uni again FOR FREE !
and then we’ll say “get lost you idiotsssss !!
We’ll only join if you promise to make the courses easy”
then they’ll agree and we all will get 4.0 and we’ll become filthy rich 😀
and then we all will live happily ever after 🙂
assignments.midterms.assignments.midterms.assignments.midterms- Dimaag ka band bajgaya hain 😐

looks like a zombie ! the ugly kind lol. its been only 3 weeks of school. bags underneath my eyes, scarfs down, no makeup, big frumpy shirt, consuming lotsa junk (disgusting machall) food, always exhausted, sometimes frustrated = me. Aah! WHAT AM I GOIN’ TO DO?

Girl: Mom, I need fancy perfumes.
Mom: Go get a husband!

A friend : I love your mom.

Hahaha. Thanks 😀 i thought breast cancer is better to talk about 😛 and if my mom sees that status, she’s gonna know i lied to her about studying all night 😛 whichh in my defence, i did plan to do, but i got sleepy 😛 WHERE? TIME? i got stats midterm from 7 to 8 pm 😦 hopefully after 😀 *fingers crossed*
i have a bio midterm on monday…and i dun wanna studyyy…and m bored -_-

And that’s my Fatima’s status:
and i just realized, ammi is our mutual friend 😛 hahaha…chalo koi nahi jee koi nahi XD
And I lived in an illusion for 19 years that my daughter loved me.

Girls- Christina, Shreya, Anchal, Anureet, Preethi, Rishika,Sana, Amna, Fatima- I am still proud of you and wish you good luck in your Midterm Exams.

Great you maintain your sanity and sense of humour despite tremendous pressure.
Love you all.
Keep going…
Ilmana Fasih
8 October 2010


Cricket ho ya cricketers, nahin ab koi maza
Ye khelte kam hain, kaat te zyada hain sazaa
Kabhi ball tempering ka ilzaam jhelte hain
Kabhi spot fixing ke baad match khelte hain
Match jeetna to jaise bhool hi gaye
Shayad hi in mein se koi school bhi gaye
Poor ka poora 16 ka squad hai kam aqal
Afsos na koi ek bhi inmein hai khush shakl
Soorat na thee to seerat hi achee rakhtey
Fans na sahee, khuda ko to khush kartey

Din to cricket ne the dekhe 20-25 saal beete
Jab test match to kya World Cup the jeete
Woh tabahi battings Zaheer ya Majid khan ki
Ya zaalim ballings Sarfaraz Nawaz  aur Imran ki
Majid jo ball ko boundary pe karta that hit
Stadium ki saari larkiyaan jaati thi mar- mit
Zaheer bhi kya ball ka hard hooker tha
Aur uspe kya ‘be-spectacled’ looker tha.
Imran ki to khair baat hi niraali thi
Balling to thee hi, shakl bhi jamali thi
Aur woh Miandad bhi kya sheh tha
Ata that jab pitch par, jeetna to tayy tha.
Kya tha un dinon cricket dekhne ka maza
Ab to match dekhna bhi lagta hai ek saza.

Ilmana Fasih

20 October 2010



“I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.”
~Leonardo Da Vinci

Who was  Leonardo Da Vinci?
Da Vinci was born on April 15, 1452 in the small town of Vinci, in Tuscany (Toscana), near Florence (Italy). He was  Italian.
He was an illegitimate progeny of Messer Piero Fruosino di Antonio da Vinci, a Florentine notary, and Caterina, a peasant.

Leonardo was raised by his single father. He never married or had children.

Leonardo would wear pink to make his complexion look fresh.
Leonardo had, by the standards of  those days,  a reputation of being a man of high character.
As a dinner guest, would monopolize all conversation, enjoy the soup, linger long enough that all would beg him to stay and leave to a loud chorus of “Come back soon!”, whilst misappropriating a wine glass and forgetting his hat.

Leonardo is considered by many as the Father of Modern Science. Sternly, he believed  only in that which he could observe. He began his career as an apprentice to Florentine artist Andrea del Verrochio.

Leonardo was an architect, a musician, an engineer, a scientist and an inventor.
He was also a  a great painter, a sculptor, a designer of costumes, a scientist, a mathematician, a botanist, a futurist and a thinker.

Leonardo, the dyslexic:
He had the gift of dyslexia.
Most of the time, he wrote his notes backwards, ‘ in mirror writing’ i.e. they can be easily readas normal , as a reflection in the mirror. (Some ‘suspected’  that this was to keep his ideas secret).
Leonardo’s spellings  are also  erratic and strange.

His handwriting

Why did he write from right-to-left, in mirror image?
Although rare, this is a trait shared by many left-handed dyslexics.
Most of the time, dyslexic writers are not  consciously aware that they are writing this way.

Was he an ADD?
He  started many more projects then he ever finished – a characteristic which is now often considered to be a symptom of  ‘A.D.D.’( Attention Deficit Disorder).

Da Vinci’s love for ‘flight’ and locomotion :
Leonardo was intrigued with the concept of human flight, and spent many years toying with various ideas for flying machines. He produced many studies of the flight of birds and plans for several flying machines When he drew his flying machine, he wrote (backwards, of course):

“A small model can be made of paper with a spring like metal shaft that after having been released, after having been twisted, causes the screw to spin up into the air.”

His drawings of the aeroplane.

Leonardo sketched not only the first aeroplane but also the first parachute, first helicopter, first tank, first repeating rifle, swinging bridge, paddleboat and the first motorcar. . .
He invented the bicycle 300 years before it appeared on the road.

Leonardo the painter:
He had a passion to paint  beautiful women, most of whom  enjoyed being painted secretly.
Leonardo’s first solo painting, completed in 1478, was ‘Madonna and Child’.
In 1481 he left Florence for Milan to offer his service to the local Duke.
In 1481 he began painting ‘Adoration of the Magi’, an unfinished work that reveals his technique of beginning with a dark painting surface and adding elements of light, unlike most painters of his time who started with outlined figures on a white surface.
In 1483 he started to paint the first version of the ‘Virgin’. He completed it in 1485.
Leonardo was famous for the way he used light in his portraits. He drew a self-portrait in 1515.

Mona Lisa:
‘The Mona Lisa’ is perhaps his most famous work. The subject of this portrait is still debated to this day, the most popular current view being that it is of Lisa Gherardini del Giocondo.
Another  of the most unusual hypotheses is that it is a self-portrait of Leonardo as a woman.
It took him about ten years to paint Mona Lisa’s lips.

The Last Supper:
He painted ‘The Last Supper’ at Santa Maria delle Grazie in Milan, a dramatic depiction of the moment Jesus announced that he would be betrayed.
By 1500 AD,  the painting’s deterioration had begun. Since 1726, many attempts have been made to restore it.

The Last Supper

Leonardo the sculptor:
In 1495 Leonardo made a clay model for the statue of Francesco Forza, and put it on display.
Leonardo changed the way people painted and made sculptures.
He was one of the most acclaimed artists of the Renaissance (a period when the arts and sciences flourished). .

Da Vinci, the science illustrator:
Leonardo was constantly sketching out his ideas for inventions.
When it came to drawing illustrations, Leonardo’s work is detailed and precise.
He established modern techniques of scientific illustration with highly accurate renderings such as ‘Embryo in the Womb’.
He made maps of Europe.
He took part as an engineer in the war against Pisa.
He designed a movable bridge for the Duke of Milan.
He drew the plans of the first armored car in 1485.
His drawing of a baby in the womb.

He was undeniably one of the greatest thinkers and well ahead of his time by hundreds of years.
Leonardo died on May 2, 1519 and was buried in San Florentine in Ambrose.

Acknowledgements: Source -Prabhakar Pillai.

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