Tuesday, 30 September 2008

Concerning MJ


This blog is endorsed by MJ, and if it were Gateway, he would order horrible Thai food at it, and if it were a Smackdown game, he would get beat down in it. The reader is now considered to be as awesome as MJ and enrolled into the people who MJ digs club. Happy Birthday son.

That picture sucks, but I was stuck trying to find a good one, I'm not very photogenic.

Random MJ fact : NMJ hall is named after MJ, no-one knows what the N stands for.



Till next time in Waseem world.

Monday, 29 September 2008

Eid Carol

On the first day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
A Puri Patha for Iftari.

On the second day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
Two Chana Puri
And a Puri Patha for Iftari.

On the third day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
Three Half Moon
Two Chana Puri
And a Puri Patha for Iftari.

On the fourth day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
Four Chicken Pies
Three Half Moon
Two Chana Puri
And a Puri Patha for Iftari.

On the fifth day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
Five Mince Samoosas
Four Chicken Pies
Three Half Moons
Two Chana Puri
And a Puri Patha for Iftari.

On the sixth day of Ramadaan, my mother gave to me
A mild case of indigestion
Five Mince Samoosas
Four Chicken Pies
Three Half Moons
Two Chana Puri
And I missed the night's Taraweeh.

I didn't wanna go on for too long, else it would get a bit boring, and also I was running out of savouries. Eid Mubarak everyone.

Till next time in Waseem world.

Tuesday, 16 September 2008

Riddle me this ...

A riddle I found on the net, while I try to come up with another post. Try not to google.

Ten soldiers dressed in white, dead on the field, killed by three eyes, black as night.

What happened?

And here's one I got from parasputin.

Knowing there was no-one home, the caretaker of an apartment building called the police and the (sole) tenant to attend because he heard crashes coming from one of the apartments.
The police and the resident entered the apartment to find the bodies of Romeo and Juliet on the floor. The door was locked from the inside, and the only clues to be seen were broken glass and water on the floor. Nothing was out of place in the apartment other than the bodies.

What happened?

Till next time in Waseem world

Thursday, 11 September 2008

Current addictions

I have been tagged by Zahira and Khadija to do this current addictions post. To be honest I don't think I have any addictions, maybe a few things I do obsessively, which maybe could be classified as addictions. The other problem is, while couple maybe considered current, the others aren't but I will ignore this fact since Nooj chose sleep and Khadija chose procrastination, they definitely are not current.

1. Gmail Mobile - I check my mail on my phone almost every other hour when I'm away from my PC. It's not like I get lots of mail, just some obsessive thing that I do, it's become a habit. Maybe this can be classified as an addiction.

2. Plurk (Mobile and on the net) - For some reason I didn't feel like doing the twitter thing, it never appealed to me. For some reason I really like plurk, I have no reason, but it does seem better than twitter in my opinion.

3. Going through old messages - I tend to go through old emails, smses and messages as a way of reminiscing, it isnt so much an addiction but once I start, I can't seem to stop.

4. Sleep - Ok I'm borrowing this one from nooj, but my reason is different, I love sleep cos I can dream, and dreams allow me to do stuff I can't do in reality.(like fly)

5. Blogs - They seem to have gone off the boil a bit now, but there are some good new(read: recently found) blogs, and couple of my favorites are still going strong.

This is the part where I tag people, but instead of tagging people in hopes of them doing it, I'm just gonna use the tag as way of birthday greetings, cos I know these people are not likely to do this tag.

I tag !joe! (Happy Birthday!), R (Hers is towards end of the month), Delon (The guy who started me on blogging), MJ (The guy who has kept me blogging).

Till next time in Waseem world

Monday, 8 September 2008

Ramadaan E-card (updated)

Saaleha's now incredibly popular post inspired me to create an e-card of my own. My Char Knight was still in a fledgling stage, so I didn't want to push it down, cos people tend not to read older posts for whatever reason that is. And since my fasting brain seems unable to string sufficient sentences together, I decided to post this up. Maybe I will be plagiarised too. A guy can dream.

I had some time to come up with couple more.




And for all you MJ fans, heres a couple he came up with and sent to me.







Till next time in Waseem world

Monday, 1 September 2008

The Coveted

There they were, sitting neatly in a pile, beside the newsletters and various other members of the pamphlet family. I know, in a few minutes, that will change. Their fate was predestined, another inevitability in this world. I give them a longing look, hoping against hope that one of them will be mine.

I walk into the mosque and look around for possible competition to the object of my affection. The mosque isn't full today, perhaps people will sidle in later. I will have to take that eventuality into consideration. A few of the patrons pass backward glances, I know where their gaze falls. The call to prayer sounds; the coveted lay forgotten.

The prayer ends, and my mind goes back to the coveted. I look behind me to see the rows of competitors filing out. Surely there will be none left for me, but I have to try nonetheless. An overly friendly brother cuts me off to embrace me. 'Who be hugging for Maghrib Salaah,' my somewhat ebonic subconscious ponders. Surely a distraction. Embracing brother must have an accomplice outside who is collecting one for him.

Embracing brother leaves. I slowly make my way to the back of the mosque with just a smidgen of hope. Alas there seem to be but only the cheap ones, the ugly cousins. I dejectedly look for the least ugly cousin. And there under the sea of read and discarded pamphlets, I find it. The Perfect Ramadaan Timetable (The tear each day kind).

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This is work of fiction but I do love finding those tear each day Ramadaan timetables.

Till next time in Waseem world.