3 Friends.

There were 3 friends.
Me, Friend (??) and Friend 1.
Friend 1 had named ourselves the 3Ms.

M stands for mathematicians.
Since our skills with mathematics was nothing to brag about.
{So 3 mathematicians would be the full form of 3Ms which in its full form is nothing less than original but in its short form infringes with the copyrights of 3M (the maker of the POST –IT NOTES)}.

Anyhow, what a friendship it was.
It was a friendship which really came to light after high school. I had known Friend 1 since grade 8th and befriended the friend (??) in high school. Friend 1 and friend (??) were friends from 8th or 9th grade, due to their common passion for cricket and were in very minute way family friends.

Since after high school with no considerable option for studying in Qatar, Friend 1 left for Karachi, Pakistan for continuing his studies. Friend (??) and me stayed.
Friend (??) had gotten a driving license and was driving. He would do the picking up and dropping back for which I am utterly grateful for.

Anyhow friend 1 would come every year and the 3Ms would hang about together.

We had among ourselves eating rituals every time friend 1 would visit.

For his stay of a month we would have to have at least once the following items.

Kfcs ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT lunch.
Pizza Huts SuperSupreme Pizza
Tcbys’ Chocolate Yoghurt ( with chocolate chips topping)
Dairy Queens large chocolate milkshake.
No trip of his would have been complete without us having the above mentioned items.

We would sing songs in the car mostly Vital Signs and the 90’s movie songs.

Those were the days.

Friend (??) and me had a rift once and he commented that once something happens to a friendship it can never be brought back together like before. If friend 1 wasn’t here during those days we would have never talked ever again but friend (??) was right,things never did come back to what they used to be.

Friend 1 left for the states, and there are lots of things which have accumulated that I want to share with him and chatting to him on the internet for 5 minutes after 2 weeks doesn’t help either.

Friend (??) has his own set of friends now and if I don’t go and meet him he can easily be absent for a month before showing up.

Although I am not friendly with everyone once the connection is struck, my mouth will sustain hours of talk.
My record for talking on the phone is 3 hours and that too with a friend whom I would talk to for an hour daily on the phone.

I wouldn’t be wrong if I said 3Ms are a has-been.

News Break

This just in....

Hani Farhani didn't know that the place he went to for an exile is given a "real" exile complete with a caged cell (and that too a completely empty one ... talk about exile) plus a free photo.

Me being the only known relation of Hani Farhani was sent his photo in his own private cell.
(no complaining because thats exactly what he wanted...Exile)




I know,this picture could have been better but the last thing the jail authorities have in mind is a "cool" picture.

The Death Of Self

I had given you the Drs take on my name which was his too.

But I will tell you the meaning of my name from my side.The meaning which I grew up with and that is Celebration=Hani.

Farhan = Happy
Or Saeed would also be Happy
But Hani wouldn’t.

Since Dr.Hani isn’t that fluent with English and he told me the meaning in English, I suppose he wanted to say Celebration.

Hani is a derivative of the word “Tahnia” meaning greeting.
Now you decide the rest.


Oh by the way I have some bad news.
Hani Farhani went on a lifelong exile.Due to the utter rejection of Dingle Days.

Dingle Days by Hani Arif.

Mayya Asks.

What is the meaning of my name?

Hani is someone who is happy.
(This meaning I asked from the GP I visit Dr.Hani, on what his name meant)
Arif means “to know”.
So Hani Arif would mean someone who knows how to be happy.
Although Hani is a very rare name in Pakistan, it is just as common in Egypt.
In primary school, my nickname among my class fellows (non friends) used to be Honey Bee because the first thing people not familiar with the name get in their minds is honey.


How did I get the inspiration for Dingle Days?
There was no inspiration for me to create Dingle Days.
I didn’t even know I would end up making comic strips.

How it started?

One day while studying for my one of my exam papers last year, out of no where the narration of the first Dingle Days popped up. (Shows how much I focus on my studies!!!). Along with the popping up of the narration another popping up came forward and that was what to do with it. At that very instant somehow I had an idea for the comic strip. But how was I supposed to draw the characters, my drawing being really childlike made me decide against drawing it. Thinking if I was to make it on computer how would I be able to create a character. The most favored option came of the Dingle. I would be able to replicate Dingles without any problem. And since the Dingle were the creatures of choice, hence the name Dingle Days.
I wasn’t totally satisfied with having Dingles, because I didn’t create Dingles myself.
I was afraid it wouldn’t be original. But as far as I’ve looked, I haven’t seen any other comic strip which uses Dingles.

And guess what?? I managed to pass in that paper too.


Next Post: Dingle Days
For the first time in Punjabi.
My condolences to my non-punjabi readers .
Another First for Dingle Days... Hani Farhani.

Questionable.

I have been around the blogging world for quite some time, and one aspect of me that of ,"What I look like" has been put out in the open.
Similarly some questions might have arisen inside of yourselfs about me and this post I would like to dedicate to those questions (if any?)

So if there are any questions that you want to ask about me,feel free to do so.
Answers will be answered as per my discretion.
And some answers (if applicable) will come in the form of separate posts.

With my body Armour intact,may I say...

Ready,Get Set,Fire!

Doodh Ka Doodh aur Paani ka Hani ho gaya!

Disclaimer: this stunt was performed by a professional,Kids,Don't try this at home,not even at school.Do you understand?

Wisdon Re-thought.

If we take things which are available today, they have become less durable than their predecessors. Products are more likely to loose their life if they meet with an accident.
This occurs partly due to the fall in price. The manufacturers would want to recover profit by selling more or by keeping the consumers more in need of repairs.
Take the car industry for example, where fixing has shifted from repairs to replacement. Making the payers’ pocket lighter by taking cash out or heavier by receipts of credit cards (whatever is applicable).
And if what we use is “crap” compared to what our parents used, we can and would relate to the saying, “OLD IS GOLD”.
But the next question is, if the future generations would still relate to the OLD IS GOLD saying.
Would our “crap” be their gold?
If yes, then would it mean more “crappier” products in the pipeline?
If no, would they then change the saying to?
OLD WAS GOLD.

Dingle Days by Hani Arif.

okay,I know it isn't "next week" yet,but I wrote that so I could stay away from blogging,but as now all of you can see that it is not possible for me to do so.Therefore Iam posting Dingle Days this very week and this Dingle Days might seem a bit abrupt as it is only a single image comic.

Believe it or not!

Teacher:"CIMA,England defines cost accounting as………."

After a while

Teacher:"CIMA , London defines ………"

Teacher : before it was England now it is London (small laugh)
A student: what is the difference between England and London
Teacher : there is no difference, but you write London,that’s better.

WHAA?? WHAA??

Another teacher….

Teacher : Pizza Hut is from …..Italy?
Me: America
A student : Italy
Me: America
A student : no, Italy

WHAA?? WHAA?? (again!!)

do these people live on planet earth or what??


Next Post:Dingle Days (next week)

Identity Revealed,Look it's me part 2

My not coming of the closet properly has left an after affect with me and I myself want to end this suspicion I will be coming out within this year (properly, I promise!!) but as we all have heard the saying that slow and steady wins the race (and there is still a lot of year left in this year) , this post is for me to maintain my steadiness , half in the closet, half out of it.
Thanks to the people who played along the first post with my picture.
Now, to the moment of truth….

Who could this be??

if the previous picture was one of us,that means this is one of us too!

To give another hint proving me is me,here is another image..

You decide the rest...

A poet is born.

Check the minutes on the watch pass by
We will never know when each of us will die
And if we die today
I assure you we will simultaneously die on the day after yesterday.


Hani Farhani
(1983-still present)


Hani Farhani:A poet that makes you wish 1984 was preceeded by the year 1982.

Connection

Our commonalities do not end with having blogs. That is just the start.
We have the same vital organs, made of the same particles, just so many things to count. To be not lying, that is, to be speaking the truth we have more of in common than in not-common.
So why do we consider each other so different than the other? Why the gap? Why the space?

Are our personal tastes that culprit who is always out on bail for life?

Now shoo –shoo, am I getting more than just serious? I am, I am.

Talking about commonalities, there is another aspect of the internet through which we are specifically related. Almost all of us have Gmail accounts and now we will be able to chat to each other while being signed in out respective Gmail accounts. Wonderful Google guys, now I am totally hooked on Gmail.
now only if I can sign in through my laptop!

Dingle Days by Hani Arif.

Identity Revealed / A BAD post

This is going to be a really unique post, why?
Because it will have ...nah!! Read to find it out yourself.

This is the Bryan Adams post that I’ve been talking about.

The tickets we bought were standing ones. 170 Qrs. (2805 Rs., 46 USD approx.)
(Mom chocolate chipped the dough, so all the thanks goes to her)

Venue: Soccer Stadium (there is more about the venue, I’ll get back on it)

My friend (??) did show up and we went to the concert together. In actuality, he brought another friend of his and we went threegether. The traffic situation in Qatar has gone really really bad due to the sudden (over)flow of wealth in the country and the night of the concert wasn’t any different. He parked the car say 3 kilometers away from the stadium. So we ran a bit, walked a bit and reached the venue pretty much on time, the opening act had already played and we just had to wait about fifteen minutes before Bryan came and started to play. Those fifteen minutes passed easy thanks to forcing our way through the tiny gaps available between the people.

Getting back on the venue.
What were we doing forcing our way between people?
The authorities had placed the stage on one end of the pitch and the standing persons were to be located right in front of the stage (as reported in the newspaper), hence the squishing.

The next level of tickets 250 riyals SITTING (4125 Rs., 68 USD approx) were located where the spectators sit in a stadium, on the seats. They were seated on the other end of the stadium. Too bad.

The final level of tickets 300 riyals (4950 Rs., 82 USD approx) were way up in enclosed boxes at the top of the stadium. Too very bad.

Now this price seating ratio is good for a football match where the person would need to get a good view of the action on the pitch but no way for a concert. I don’t think I noticed a projection screen anywhere but even if there was one I consider that not weighty, because one only looks at the screen, we might as well do that in our homes.

Anyhow, after we reached the farthest point within a few minutes the lights went low and Bryan came running with his crew.

They started to perform, here is a track listing: (not complete and out-of-order)

Run to you
Open Road
Cloud No.9
A couple of new songs

Kids wanna rock
Everything I do
When you’re gone
[For this song he wanted to choose from the crowd and the arms were raised
, Bryan made a comment on the people knowing the words or dropping down their arms,
he chose someone who coincidentally didn’t know the words but then they got a lyric sheet, I began to shout cheating cheating but unfortunately Bryan was way too far to hear me and fortunately my voice was confined to 6 people around me, but she still couldn’t sing AAAHHH!!
He stopped after some playing asking for another candidate ….
Me*shouting again*: I can cheat too
Me (again): I can sing like Pamela Anderson (Pamela being the one who sang the latest version)
*A guy in front turns back and gives me a very weird look*, Bryan still chose someone else but she did know the words and…lets go back to the track listing, shall we?]
Heaven
18 till I die
The only thing that looks good on me

Without straining my brain anymore, this is the most I can recall.

Somewhere in between Bryan said names of the band members and they left the stage with the lights dimmed and the crowd demanded more but they came back in within a minute did a few more songs and Bryan almost went into the crowd taking a camera off a person and photographing himself with that person. Two or three songs later the rest of the band really went signified by the band bowing and the drummer throwing the drumsticks into the crowd.

Bryan didn’t leave the stage and then he sang “All for one” and after each song the crowd would ask for more forcing Bryan to say, ‘haven’t you got any place to go tonight?”

And then he finally left signaling the night as over.

My judgment: I did enjoy going there but I am better off attending an unplugged sort of concert where I can actually see and hear the individual contributions of instruments and vocals into making the song.


Here are some pictures…







You see the people in the background,they are the sitting ticket ones.





Bryan Adams,the man.

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Out of his darkness...


Looking at me??

You must be wondering what Identity Revealed has to do with Bryan Adams ,well wonder know more as I am about reveal my own identity by publishing a picture of me with my friend(??).What was a deciding factor for me to put my picture on the blog was that various female bloggers had done so, I thought if females being more reserved can do so,why can't I?

Anyone who has seen me or my friend(??) better not comment about the picture above,otherwise there will be a gift of love that's bound to give a black eye!!!

Next Post: Dingle Days

Me Tagged.

Mayya tagged me so I surrender myself to the tagging

Four Jobs I’ve Had in My Life
1.Salesman x4.
I’ve completed four years :)

Four Movies I Could Watch Over and Over
1. The Matrix
2. Matrix reloaded
3. Dil Chahta hai
4. Finding Nemo

Four Places I Have Lived
1. D
2. O
3. H
4. A
That spells Doha altogether.

Four TV Shows I Love To Watch
1. Ulta Seedha
2. Celebrity Online
3. Applause
4. Khuda ki basti

Four Places I Have Been On Vacation
1. U.S.A
2. England
3. France
4. Pakistan :)

Four Websites I Visit Daily
1. Blogs
2. Gmail
3. Yahoo mail
4. Hotmail
(boring ,aight?)

Four Favorite Foods
1. Pizzas
2.Seekh Kebabs
3. Almost anything to do with chicken
4. Almost anything to do with chocolate.

Four Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
1.Lahore
2. Karachi
3.Swat
4. Dubai (just for the sake of it)
I’ve heard too much about it and I want to make sure it’s all hype.

Four Peope I Tag Next
1.Psyched (I got the hint !!)
2.Watersprite
3.GreenHead
4.Zag


And if it makes things easier,I’ll may not do any other tag from now on..so I suggest to anyone who reads me is to think twice before they tag me.

Next Post : BA post entitled Identity Revealed

Saying Days (again??)

Pyar woh hi theek jo shaadi kay baad ho.

Next Post:Dingle Days