Saturday, September 17, 2011

The Facebook Era


As defined by the Free Online dictionary, an era is a period of time characterized by particular  circumstances, events or personages. Through out the history of the world, there  have been numerous eras in different areas around the globe. The Mughal Era is an example of one of the eras the Indian Subcontinent has lived through. The Christian era is another example of an Era. There are numerous such examples of eras like The Colonial era of U.S history and many more. 
With utter disappointment and shame I have to admit that the current era I am living in is The Facebook Era. Facebook, which was once upon a time merely a way of connecting between the students of the Harvard university has now become an absolute necessity. If you are not online for a day or two, your comrades start calling you to check whether you are ok, whether you are alive, whether you are at your home or lying on a hospital bed with a drip injected in your wrist. In short, people start to worry about you, big time. Not only is Facebook now important for those who want to continue with their social life, its also essential to know whats going on around the world. Not only have the facebook wallposts replaced letters and emails, they have also replaced news papers. Around 2 years ago I myself used to read the morning newspaper but now all i do is devour my breakfast while scrolling down my Facebook homepage on my new Ipod touch. Facebook has also become a way of advertising for companies and brands like Nike, Canon and the favorite coffeehouse of us all ; Starbucks. All our role models, favorite singers, soccer players, bands, and inspirations now have a Facebook page to update us;their fans about their novels, albums, songs, and  even what message their pet cats have for us.

People have become so addicted to Facebook that according to a recent research in Japan, their brains are as addicted to Facebook as those of a person addicted to intoxicants such as Marijuana and Opium. Creative young people with wild imagination and hidden talents like me and many others of my age who have the ability to do stuff  much more productive than think of the best caption for their Facebook profile picture are wasting  away their precious time liking "Facebook likes". Facebook has become such a huge waste of time especially for youngsters that in certain countries for example China, they have banned this website.

As for me, I am done wasting my life on Facebook and from now on I promise you, my dear readers, and I promise myself that I am not going to spend more than two hours a day on Facebook and I am going to start again with making short films, drawing anime, reading, writing and continuing with my other hobbies. As for the rest of you, I have given you your wake up call. Stop wasting your life on Facebook, years from now when your grand children ask you what your favorite hobby was in your youth, you'll feel ashamed to tell them that all you used to do at teh time was use Facebook. Now is the time, make something out of yourselves. I believe each one of you souls out there has got a talent, something  they are good at, something other than uploading cool statuses!! Use it. Use your talent and make a name for yourself. Become somebody. Show the world that there is more to you than what they think. That you are a successful individual who made something of his self and that you ain't a nobody. And that nothing could stop you from being awesome, not even the Facebook Addiction.

Was Salam, Minahil Ghafoor.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

a start at video making

hey guys! Guess what? i am back to video making and this is the first one I made, check it out Yo!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xYfENkq9-Sk


Peace! ;)

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Project 1- another dream being chased.

heyy everybody, sorry I haven't posted much in a while, it's not like I am busy or anything, its just that I didn't really have anything to write about. So instead of being completely useless, I have been working on my photography. Sometimes I really wish I could post those pictures here, but then again, I can't risk them getting stolen.

Anyways, back to the topic; "Project 1-". I don't remember whether I have told you that one of my goals in life is to make my own clothing line. I have a name for it but once again I am too afraid to post it here incase it gets stolen since I don't have it legally registered or anything so as for now i have named it as Project 1-. I plan to work on it properly once I am done with my A levels/high school though today I made one unofficial tank top for the clothing line and this is my unforgettable dreamer moment. There is no lesson in this post or a story , I am just writing about it to make it more memorable. I love the shirt and all my other designs for Project 1. The idea for Project 1 struck me when I was out shopping with my brother and I couldnt find a single t-shirt which I might actually like. Its not that I am choosy, Its just that the kind off clothes and designs that I want to wear are hard to find; a mixture of punk, goth, graffiti and a little rockstarish effect. I was mad at all the Pakistani female designer wears and clothing lines such as StoneAge because the kind of shirts I wanted to buy were only present in the men's wear section of those stores so I decided to make my own clothing line when I grow up, for independent personalities and dreamers like Myself.

Thats all for today plus I found this really great quote which I would like to put here though it doesnt really go with the topic much:
"Behind every creative adult is a child who survived."-Unknown source.
Farvel folks =) see you soon, stay blessed!

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Stay Strong.

hey hi everyone. Another big thing just happened. i heard that person who was  a big part of my dreams say that he doesnt want to talk to me. for no fucking reason. so instead of crying like an idiot and every other girl and posting status about break up and stuff all i am gonna do is write this one thing.
I cant let anyone treat me like shit. So yeaaa i am over it though that fuck just happened like a few minutes ago but guess what, i cant let nothing change who I am. I will always be who I am. and i got bigger dreams to follow. so yeaa i gotta go now and do some photography.
byee everyone, stay strong!!!

P.S i am so PROUD of myself, i didnt shed a  single tear. oooh n by the way,  anyone whos having a break up, listen to this song, its awesome x)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmeRd-AF7gI


ooh and there are two main lessons for today. Music is the best psychatrist. and Dont Let Anyone Treat You Like Shit. ;) \m/ keep rocking, adios amigos!


Friday, July 8, 2011

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

keep struggling, one day you will fulfill your dream; your hearts desire will be complete.

"It is said that the darkest hour of the night comes just before dawn."- Paulo Coelho.

The statement I have quoted above is yet another of my believes. Its soemthing I have come to believe via my experiences in life. Paulo Coelho is an inspiration to me and every now and then during my struggle to achieve my dreams, I encounter obstacles mostly in the form of pessimist human beings and a few days ago, on 1st of July I faced the one of the most powerful among them. It upset me greatly and I surrendered unconditionally, I gave up temporarily, thinking I will arise after 3 years. But then again, as Paulo Coelho once said
"Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly."
I decided to continue, to struggle harder. Even though for a time being, I had surrendered, I had even considered committing suicide quite  a few times and as those days of misery passed by, today at dawn I found  a ray of hope.


Thats when I began to believe in the statement I have quoted at the very beginning of this entry. Just when I was about to permanently give up on my dream, thinking its bad, thinking its wrong, thinking the way those pessimists do, I found my answer. I was finally able to make my decision.
"waiting hurts. forgetting hurts. but not knowing which decision to take is the worst of suffering." and now that worst kind of suffering, is over, atleast for a time being. 


Now, the secret of my relief from such misery, from the worst kind of suffering lies within The Conflict Theory, a theory founded by Karl Marx(1818-1883), one of the classical founders of social sciences. This theory, in Marx's words is
"The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles. Freeman and slave, patrician and plebeian, lord and serf, guild-master and journeyman, in a word, oppressor and oppressed, stood in constant opposition to one another, carried on an uninterrupted, now hidden, now open fight, a fight that each time ended, either in a revolutionary re-constitution of society at large, or in the common ruin of the contending classes."__ the Communist Manifesto(1848)
Essentially what its means is that the standard of behavior shared by a group and acceptable within it must be meaningful to the individuals within the society or they will be alienated from them and rebel against them. The same implies to me, the reasons I get from those pessimists for creating unnecessary obstacles on my way to succes are not proper reasons. As a matter of fact, they dont even give reasons!! They just want their orders to be followed without any rebel, without even asking for  a reason, which is Not acceptable to me. thus I Rebel and will continue to. and Thats what I decided after reading about The Conflict Theory. 




Friday, July 1, 2011

dont let the world change who you are.

Salam world.
Today is a big day in my life and it will always be remembered by me. Right now I am very disturbed and cant even think properly. I am trying very hard to keep control of myself but if I go around breaking things and shouting at my parents, don't be surprised.
I have always felt that I have the freedom to write what I feel, to express my opinion, to do what I want but today I am not sure of any of it. So as I write, it is a grave disappointment to say that I write "carefully", wondering what would happen if nay of my family members read it. My censor mode is on. And till I am 18, it aint going off. the rebel has surrendered. the war is over. the parents have won. children are left behind, all their feelings crushed, they are supposed to keep their thoughts to themselves even if their matters are being discussed.
But no, what goes on in my heart those wonderful thoughts and dreams can not be dumped. Yes, I am surrendering but this, my dear readers, is not a permanent surrender. I will rise again, once I am 18, I will rebel again. and that time, I wont take no for an answer. if its a  no, i will runaway from my home. I'll get a part time job and earn at least enough to support myself. I will continue to study. And I will continue to dream. no one, no force in this entire world can keep me from dreaming. and even now, I dream but I stay quiet about my dreams. from this day, I will act as robot for the next 3 years, doing what my parents say, being the perfect child. but then, once these three fucking years are over, I will rise again. I will fulfill my dreams and no one will be able to stop me.
so now, even though it might seem to you that I have surrendered, its all for  a greater cause.  I am strong and now that is the worst situation ever, I have to try my best to be strong and to stop my dreams for being crushed because once I am through this, i shall have my reward.