"Coin Collection"; Oh how boring Iatesam is! This used to be a hobby but it is not now... Well I agree with the second part but the first one i don't. The reason is that my coin collection hobby is different, It is not the one in which a person tries to find rare coins and coins of different countries and put them is a special album. I love collecting coins not large in quality but in quantity.
Well the thing is that i have been keeping all the coins that i get as change from any place in a box of mine. I don't spend any special money in buying coins but everyday all the one, two and five rupee coins that are left in my pocket go into my box. And now that i have been doing it for an year now the box has become very heavy and the number increased very much.
I also have lot of Indian coins as well, as i stayed there for fifteen days, also some dollars, krones, and bhaats courtesy of my sister and cousins.
I developed this hobby from my childhood fantasy and hero "Scrooge McDuck", remember "Uncle Scrooge" from duck tales. The millionare who had a vault filled with coins and in which he used to swim, That is my dream to make my self a big vault filled with lots and lots of coins probably all coins of Pakistan (Quite far fetched dream I guess but that what dreams are for).
So if sooner or later you see shortage of coins in our country or some similar problem you will know who is behind it.
Love you All
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Diary: 10-July-2008
"Ab tau Uth jao", "Jago please" and alot more messages on my mobile when i woke up at 11:30. I was in deep slumber.
After sometime there were lound knocks on my door i opened it and there were three guys standing outside Uzair (Chuzi), Arsalan (Chummy) and Waqas (Alien). As there usual host Usman Farooq had gone to Lahore this morning so they invaded my room. I went back to half sleep chuzi and alien found places to sit in my REALLY MESSY room while chummy started trying guessing the password of my laptop...
They left after sometime, and i woke and and started dressing up. Then i looked for my checkbook but in my REALLY MESSY ROOM (will be posting picture of it as well) wasn't able to find it for fifteen minutes, after this treasure hunt found it took out a check wrote for ten thousand and started toward bank.
Once reaching bank i found out that there were not 14000 rupees in my bank which i had calculated but actually 8000 and some rupees i had totally forgot that i also took out 5000+ rupees from bank a week earlier. So i had to go back to room bring another check and took out 8000 thousand rupees thanks God that i managed it in time but it was too hot and i was sweating from head to toe.
I also had some work in my department but when i reached there i found out that our Head of Department was on leave so i just sat there for some time in a lab with AC in it.
One getting inside the music shop i told the shopkeeper to show me the used electic piano, he showed it to me and i tested it so that there was no problem with it, there wasn't so i bout it for 7000 rupees with an extra 1000 for the bag. Hey I bought my first real PIANO or KEYBOARD or BAJA whatever you like to say it... YAHOO! it felt so great i wanted to reach hostel asap (as soon as possible) to get my hands over it. I was feeling overly joyed, so i rented a taxi asap and reached my hostel. Wow! it was big. 61 keys, casio, loads of inbuilt rythms and songs, LCD displaying which key and which note you are playing and much more. I turned it on and played some songs that i had learnt earlier but felt they were too childish and i have to learn playing real piano so i also have started reading the book "PIANO FOR DUMMIES", yah yah i am a dummy... and i hope to learn it soon enough so i can play bethoven, mozart... hehe going too far i guess, but lets see to which extent i am able to learn it.
It was 8:30 and light was gone here, Mustafa came to my room and told me to get ready we were eating dinner out today. So i got ready and he took me to near G-10 to Afghan Kabab House. It was a small but famous place and therefore very crowded. He served tikkats, Kababs and Kabuli Pulao. The food was very tasty and we ate alot and with stomachs over flowing reached hostel.
Here mustafa started irritating me to teach him to play "Tujhay Dekha tau ye Jana Sanam" on the piano which i had to else he would have made me mad by his annoying attitude.
After he learnt how to play it he played it for a hundred times and went away and i sat on it trying to figure out how to play "Fur Elise", the Classic by bethoven and guess what it was already saved in my piano, so i can turn it on see which keys to play and learn it, great na.
Thats most of it for today.
Best wishes
PS: See pictures of my room and piano in the picture area
After sometime there were lound knocks on my door i opened it and there were three guys standing outside Uzair (Chuzi), Arsalan (Chummy) and Waqas (Alien). As there usual host Usman Farooq had gone to Lahore this morning so they invaded my room. I went back to half sleep chuzi and alien found places to sit in my REALLY MESSY room while chummy started trying guessing the password of my laptop...
They left after sometime, and i woke and and started dressing up. Then i looked for my checkbook but in my REALLY MESSY ROOM (will be posting picture of it as well) wasn't able to find it for fifteen minutes, after this treasure hunt found it took out a check wrote for ten thousand and started toward bank.
Once reaching bank i found out that there were not 14000 rupees in my bank which i had calculated but actually 8000 and some rupees i had totally forgot that i also took out 5000+ rupees from bank a week earlier. So i had to go back to room bring another check and took out 8000 thousand rupees thanks God that i managed it in time but it was too hot and i was sweating from head to toe.
I also had some work in my department but when i reached there i found out that our Head of Department was on leave so i just sat there for some time in a lab with AC in it.
One getting inside the music shop i told the shopkeeper to show me the used electic piano, he showed it to me and i tested it so that there was no problem with it, there wasn't so i bout it for 7000 rupees with an extra 1000 for the bag. Hey I bought my first real PIANO or KEYBOARD or BAJA whatever you like to say it... YAHOO! it felt so great i wanted to reach hostel asap (as soon as possible) to get my hands over it. I was feeling overly joyed, so i rented a taxi asap and reached my hostel. Wow! it was big. 61 keys, casio, loads of inbuilt rythms and songs, LCD displaying which key and which note you are playing and much more. I turned it on and played some songs that i had learnt earlier but felt they were too childish and i have to learn playing real piano so i also have started reading the book "PIANO FOR DUMMIES", yah yah i am a dummy... and i hope to learn it soon enough so i can play bethoven, mozart... hehe going too far i guess, but lets see to which extent i am able to learn it.
It was 8:30 and light was gone here, Mustafa came to my room and told me to get ready we were eating dinner out today. So i got ready and he took me to near G-10 to Afghan Kabab House. It was a small but famous place and therefore very crowded. He served tikkats, Kababs and Kabuli Pulao. The food was very tasty and we ate alot and with stomachs over flowing reached hostel.
Here mustafa started irritating me to teach him to play "Tujhay Dekha tau ye Jana Sanam" on the piano which i had to else he would have made me mad by his annoying attitude.
After he learnt how to play it he played it for a hundred times and went away and i sat on it trying to figure out how to play "Fur Elise", the Classic by bethoven and guess what it was already saved in my piano, so i can turn it on see which keys to play and learn it, great na.
Thats most of it for today.
Best wishes
PS: See pictures of my room and piano in the picture area
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
The Book I want to write
For couple of days now i am thinking of starting to write a book, not a book actually but a story. I have a rough sketch in my mind but as i am not a writer or don't possess any such qualities also my vocabulary is extremely poor as you could see from my blog, so i haven't been able to start it. But to give you an idea i want to write a science fiction story. The life of an artificial intelligent man, living in an artificial world, you can say inside a computer. But the thing is that the Intelligence given to him is almost same as that of normal human beings and the world created for him is also the same. The task of this project is to see the effect of human beings given a situation, that is modeling of human beings and learning from that model.
While the Engineers, Scientists and Programmer do all this, what is that going in the "mind" of that person. Would he ever know that he is a computer program, would he live his "natural" life.... anyhow that what the story would be all about.
Help me in this regard and also pray for me in writing it....
bye..
While the Engineers, Scientists and Programmer do all this, what is that going in the "mind" of that person. Would he ever know that he is a computer program, would he live his "natural" life.... anyhow that what the story would be all about.
Help me in this regard and also pray for me in writing it....
bye..
Diary: 9-July-2008
As usual i was busy in dreaming... or not... when i was awaken by my cellphone bell, "Wake up you sleepy head its 11:45", "Please, wake me up at 12". Anyhow i woke up at 12.
There was a confusion in my mind, whether to go home today or not. I was to receive a check from PnG karachi which had already taken a long time, the person emailed me that he has couriered it yesterday so i would be able to receive it tomorrow or day after tomorrow, so i had to stay in my hostel and wait for it else the check will go back. The reason why i wanted to go home early was that my dear friend Raheel had to go back to his medical college on next monday so i wanted to spend sometime with him. But kismet stopped me here.
Anyhow i got ready, had to do some chores in Saddar. Then i went to Saddar, gladly saved a few bucks on taxi as Varan started here again. On reaching Sadar first i had to pick up my glasses from a shop, broke the last one, after that i had to buy lenses for my cousin Naila Baji. But here again problem occurred, My glasses were not made correctly so i asked them to solve the problem, and they said we have to make them again you pick them up day after tomorrow, Day after tomorrow was also what the person at D. Watson told me he can give me the lenses.
So now everything was saying i had to stay in pindi till this DAY AFTER TOMORROW comes. It occurred to me that i wanted to buy a piano so why not search for any in the market. I knew a musical instrument shop in Jinnah Super, forgot to tell i didn't have much money in my pocket only 300 to go to Jinnah Super and come back to my college. So i opted for public transport which took me almost 1 and a half hour to reach Jinnah Super. In the shop there 4 electric keyboards were in my range ie 20000 rupees, one of them was second hand, a good one and was for 7000 rupees. My mind is set on it to buy and probably tomorrow i will buy it.
Done from there I came back to college, this time on taxi spending all i have. On entering college i met Usman Farooq, My next room neighbour friend in hostel, He returned my 1 thousand rupees which i had given him as a debt. Oh! I was relieved to get the money, he didn't know how much i needed it in that time. Usman was going to Gym, I gave him company for sometime then went to hostel. And spend the rest of time studying stuff about Stock Exchange, Watching movies and Listening to music.
There was a confusion in my mind, whether to go home today or not. I was to receive a check from PnG karachi which had already taken a long time, the person emailed me that he has couriered it yesterday so i would be able to receive it tomorrow or day after tomorrow, so i had to stay in my hostel and wait for it else the check will go back. The reason why i wanted to go home early was that my dear friend Raheel had to go back to his medical college on next monday so i wanted to spend sometime with him. But kismet stopped me here.
Anyhow i got ready, had to do some chores in Saddar. Then i went to Saddar, gladly saved a few bucks on taxi as Varan started here again. On reaching Sadar first i had to pick up my glasses from a shop, broke the last one, after that i had to buy lenses for my cousin Naila Baji. But here again problem occurred, My glasses were not made correctly so i asked them to solve the problem, and they said we have to make them again you pick them up day after tomorrow, Day after tomorrow was also what the person at D. Watson told me he can give me the lenses.
So now everything was saying i had to stay in pindi till this DAY AFTER TOMORROW comes. It occurred to me that i wanted to buy a piano so why not search for any in the market. I knew a musical instrument shop in Jinnah Super, forgot to tell i didn't have much money in my pocket only 300 to go to Jinnah Super and come back to my college. So i opted for public transport which took me almost 1 and a half hour to reach Jinnah Super. In the shop there 4 electric keyboards were in my range ie 20000 rupees, one of them was second hand, a good one and was for 7000 rupees. My mind is set on it to buy and probably tomorrow i will buy it.
Done from there I came back to college, this time on taxi spending all i have. On entering college i met Usman Farooq, My next room neighbour friend in hostel, He returned my 1 thousand rupees which i had given him as a debt. Oh! I was relieved to get the money, he didn't know how much i needed it in that time. Usman was going to Gym, I gave him company for sometime then went to hostel. And spend the rest of time studying stuff about Stock Exchange, Watching movies and Listening to music.
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