Friday, June 30, 2006
You don't seem to get it.
I want to be left alone.
I crave to be left alone. I revel in soltitude. It's the state of choice for me.
So please, gather up your invitations and good intentions and be on your way.
This woman hunts alone.
Misha
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Loonatics?! Discard the classic, remix it into stupid "futuristic" junk with no eyeballs and pointy ends and call it "XYZ for the new millenium", as superheroes, no less.
Buzz bunny and friends, my tashreef.
Speaking of superheroes, the real deal is coming to cinemas tomorrow. What I wouldn't give to watch
Superman Returns at an IMAX theatre on opening day. However, contrary to my initial expectations, previews and trailers seem to be doing thier bit and I'm as excited as any other fanboy/fangirls about the new movie.
Misha
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move
When everyone but you is moving on and making something out of themselves (it is to be argued another day whether the smething they are making of themselves is worth being), I remain content to remain as before, to stand still. Now if only everyone else would stand still with me.
Misha
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
exhale this
You know that feeling where you've been holding your breath without even realizing it, and suddenly you notice and exhale? To let go of something you never knew you were holding on to is... liberating. Freeing, somehow. One less thing to worry about.
Letting go of a lost cause is a good thing. I must remember to tell myself that every now and again.
Why is it everyone gets giggly and high on sheesha and my mood dips lower and more pensive than usual? :/
Misha
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change?
The saddest thing about growing up is looking at people you've known forever and suddenly realizing that they have changed. A veritable metamorphasis has taken place without you even realizing it (or perhaps not wanting to realize it) that has made them so astonishingly different from who they were that you wonder why you couldn't see it before.
That, and realizing that you cannot look at this new person without sadness and an overwhelming sense of loss for the person you once knew.
Misha
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
x&y
A function consists of two values represented by an x and a y and possibly a constant.
y = 5x
y is a dependent value. Its identity, its value, all are defined by its relation to x.
x, on the other hand, is completely independent and does not need to be defined by anything but itself.
What does this have to do with anything? Nothing really, until you have to sit back and watch someone who was an x become a y.
Misha
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Thursday, June 15, 2006
Underpass ornament
So I finally see what the odd underpass decoration's purpose is. The Clifton Cantt Board people have an odd sense of humor, as pointed out by a friend recently. :)
Additionally, have been snowed under by friends visiting from out of the city and country hence much less time to blog. On the other hand, since vacations started, I have started to get into sheesha big-time, which is odd since I never realy cared for it much before.
Anyhow, back to the old rat race and dreaming of people who have already left.
Misha
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Saturday, June 03, 2006
Wedding Season
Mehndi / Henna Decorated Hands - Pakistan,
originally uploaded by PakPositive.
It's that time of the year again, the time for no food, revolving fans keeping the plentiful makeup from running and sweaty people who cant dance enthusiastically dancing. Yes, my friends, it is wedding season again, and speaking as the lone Pakistani female who does not rejoice at the idea of yet another wedding to attend, I want to hibernate till it's all over.
I just never got the point of having these multiple ceremonies for weddings. In my opinion, a wedding should be limited to a) the actual wedding ceremony itself and b) the mehendi where everyone would have the chance to express their joy at the union by dancing like mad. All the dholkis, valimas, nikkahs, mayouns and sundry wear me out. Honestly, for one thing it's exhausting, for another there are just so darn many of them and you must attend each and every one or the hosting family will be supremely pissed. Never mind that if you should actually show up you would relegate yourself to a corner with maybe one other person until it's time to leave and the hosts would not give you a second thought. Despite this, try not showing up and the hosts' (especially the mothers of the bride/grooms) "no-show radars" will start to beep.
So, yes, this post has no point, except to excercise my right to rant about the unfairness of it all... right before I go off to get dressed up for another damn function.
Misha
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Friday, June 02, 2006
Closure
Out of the blue, I started thinking about Lou. That rhymes, he would probably point out, and add a couple more lines to turn it into a dirty limerick. There was nothing in the world good old Lulu couldn't do, I thought at the time, from forming instantaneous limericks to punching walls to kicking everyone's ass at multiplayer games to laughing about his own expanding waistline with an ease that automatically made it okay comment on your own. He could do anything, that is, except pass physics. I recall this succinctly since Physics class was where I met him in my first year. And then again the following year when, having not cleared the year before, we met up again in Physics class. Not surprisingly, neither of us cleared the course for a second time. I recall how proud he was when he managed to convince the coordinator to let him take calculus instead of Physics and graduate, and the last time I saw him at the university, practially jumping for joy because he had finally cleared calculus and was going to graduate and go on a world tour with his parents. I remember how he would go for a furious drive whenever he was angry and how he would always end up talking to a priest when he was upset. I also recall how he would grin and say that his dad would break his legs if he ever became a priest himself. I remember insisting that I would hold on to him because he insisted on leaning out over the edge to pick out flowers. It all came so easy to him. He could do anything. Except, of course, pass physics.
So I suppose it's no surprise that when I took physics for the third time (in the same classroom where I had last taken physics with Lou), my mind would turn now and then to that corner seat. I like to think he was watching and laughing at me for being stuck in Physics again. Anyhow, I did it at last. You don't have to watch over us now, Lou. We'll all be okay. How do I know? Because yesterday, I got a B in Physics and I can move on now.
Goodbye, Lulu. We all still miss you and love you.
Misha
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Thursday, June 01, 2006
Karachi Anime Convention 2006
Granted this post is a little late, I should have posted when the
anime convention actually took place (May 20th), but I was slowly dying under a pile of deadlines and exams.
Anyhow this was the first occasion in my entire career at
SZABIST that I actually was involved in the organizing of the event, which just goes to show how pure unadlterated laziness can keep you out of doing any work for four years if you let it. Anyhow, so having infected me with the bug, Zeesh-san asked a friend and I to assist him in organizing things at the university end while he focused on getting the other
otakus together, most of whom he knew personally. Finally, on the day itself, as is usual for any event, everyone was running around like chickens with their heads sliced off while Zeesh-san himself remained elusively "on his way" to the venue.
Luckily, all went according to plan in the end. Cameras, sound, projector, PC, all were up and running, even the AC which the administration, hiding behind some odd admin-logic, would not let us turn on before the convention was due to start. The actual turnout was close to a hundred people, far more that I could have anticipated. I suppose, however, that the lure of watching cartoons on a large screen in the auditorium appealed to the inner child within many, and boy did they get their money's worth (figuratively speaking) when the presentation started off with several
AMVs based on clips from the very popular series,
Naruto (pictured above), including one developed by our very own Zeesh-san and comrades with music by a local death metal band, and one of the most popular AMVs today, called
Whisper of the Beast. The presentation addressed most of the issues related to anime today fairly comprehensively, from outsourcing oppurtunities for Pakistani animators to the no-no that is the selling of anime rather than trading for free. As predicted, the time for trading of anime fell short since there are literally terabytes to be copied back and forth and only three actual machines to do it all on. I made off with Zeesh-san's PC, which contained a large chunk of the data being traded and gleefully plugged it in at the labs and leeched away about forty gigabytes of anime. Bwahahaha!
Anyhow, that being said, a few seried I have been watching and would recommend are:
Naruto, the story of a kid with no friends, family or relatives who strives to become the most powerful ninja in his village to finally get the acknowledgement of a village full of people who seem to hate him. Little does he know, sealed within him is a very powerful demon that attacked and killed many from his village when he was one year old.
FullMetal Alchemist, a story about two brothers who believe in the Alchemist principle of equivalent trade, and are out to find the fabled philosopher's stone to be able to restore themselves to their former form and maybe even bring their dead mother back to life.
Hellsing (english version, Crispin Freeman rocketh), a secret organization in Britain which specializes in the eradication of vampires and demons and ironically, uses a very powerful vampire named Alucard to do it. Alucard is bound to his master, the decendant of the Hellsing family, Integral Hellsing, who has taken it upon herself to carry on the proud Hellsing family tradition of serving Her Majesty the Queen and her country by ridding the world of the supernatural.
Rurouni Kenshin, the story of a wartime assasin who takes an oath never to kill anyone again and chooses to repent for his sins by becoming a wandered who helps people too weak to help themselves.
Bleach, which follows the adventures of a 16 year old boy named Ichigo who appears to be able to see and hear spirits and consequently becomes a death god when he helps out an actual death god slay an evil spirit.
Out of the above, Kenshin, Fullmetal Alchemist and Hellsing are the only ones that are now finished, and both have many OVAs out as well, which are truer to the manga (graphic novels that are the source of most anime series) that the series have been. Bleach and Naruto are still ongoing, stretching out to a hundred episodes and beyond.
So now, my patient reader, if you have stuck with this post so far, you are familiar with the basic terminology of your average otaku/anime-freak and you may choose to check out some anime yourself, just to see what the fuss is all about. Anime, as opposed to popular opinion, is generally different from cartoons in that it has a very specific way of animation that sets it apart from, say Disney or Hannah-Barberah style animations. It is, however, the last stand of the two dimensional animation style of storytelling seeing as how most major studios in Hollywood have moved on to three dimensional animation instead. Additionally, people will try to sell you anime... don't fall for it. Anime is and should be free since the dubbing (known as fansubs) are done by the fans, for the fans and you will find a hundred people willing to share their collections with you if you want to check some out. For more information or general discussion, you can check out the fairly well-populated and active Orkut community for Anime lovers in Pakistan.
Misha
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