All the way from Rawalpindi to Islamabad on highway and exits of Rawalpindi, banners are hanging out of every pole printed with following picture. Could not have an eye to focus the text on banners, but the thing looking like a poodle is clearly visible.

So I have decided to have an off from office tomorrow and most probably the vacation will be spent by watching these recommended movies

• Forest Gump
• The Spy Who Came In From The Cold
• Madagascar-Escape.2.Africa
• Behind.Enemy.Lines-Colombia

I hope (you pray ) I’ll be able to go through these all

I have been absent from blog for more than couple of days, reason? Whole of my weekend was spent in watching movies. I started with “Jason Bourne” trilogy along with another trio Resident Evil then Spy Game, Partner(Indian) and Mirrors. Out of these all Bourne Series was the one, I watched nth time. nth time? because i don’t remember how many times I have already watched this series. I don’t know why but I just love this series.

I read somewhere that “The Bourne Identity was voted the second best spy novel of all-time, behind John le Carré’s The Spy Who Came in from the Cold”, and then i searched for “The Spy Who Came in from the Cold” and got it on my PC. Ofcourse yes- this weekend’s top priority is The Spy Who came from the cold”, and to decide upto what extent Publishers Weekly’s rating is right 

The thing which traps my interest in movie is the innocence of Bourne and his abilities to tackle the problems surrounding him all the way from start to end of the movie. One of my colleague had suggested me for Spy Game. I also watched that one as well, that’s also a nice spy movie but with slow tempo. If somebody hasn’t watched both the Bourne Trio and Spy Game, I would suggest to go for Spy Game first or there are higher chances that you wont like Spy Game too much.

The music of Bourne also took my attention, specially the nodes beaten at the end of each part. Before I leave PK this time, I have also scheduled my coming weekend with following movies, hope i would be able to complete my plans

• The Spy Who Came In From The Cold (Martin Ritt, 1965)
• Forest Gump
• Madagascar-Escape 2 Africa
• The Day The Earth Stood Still
• The Terminal

Now don’t suggest me to spend time for something constructive

HOW CAN YOU IMAGINE

THE DESTRUCTION OF A

HEART

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A

DESERTED CITY?

THE STORY OF OUR LOVE WAS STARTED

BY ME

AND WAS ENDED BY YOU

IT WILL BE YOUR GENEROSITY THAT

YOU PARDON ME

FOR MY INITIATIVE

AND WILL BE MY GENEROSITY

IF I FORGET YOU

Take My Heart

And Give Me

My

Freedom

IN THE CITY OF SADNESS

YOU HAVE

ASSASINATED MY HAPPINESS

AND GAVE NEW BIRTH

TO MY TEARS

I AM THE ONLY ONE

WHO LOVED THE HOURS OF DARKNESS

AND DIVORCED

THE HOURS OF DAYLIGHT

Two years ago, one of my colleagues had an argument with the office administrator. An official enquiry was called, and the administrator uttered these golden words – “This man is lucky. I don’t talk with my tongue, I speak with my hands”. (I hope that isn’t what we are invited to write on!)

I have always been shy as a person even though I was one of the best students in my classes. I don’t remember a time in my primary school when I ever addressed a single question to my teacher. The level of my self-confidence could easily be determined by my thundering heartbeat when I had to stand in the front-most row of the assembly, was asked to stand up for reading aloud some lesson in class, or when confronting the entire class for an appreciation standing. This wasn’t the case in school only, but at home as well.

I used to write on newspapers and throw them away so that no one could go through my writings. I never wanted my thoughts to be shared – I still don’t. I just stopped writing!

Then I got admission in a Govt. School where I was equipped with the power to speak and gained my self-confidence and the confidence to gather admiration for my words and to become a success in life.
In my early years, I lacked the courage to speak. Then came a time when I was quoted by others. Now when I want to express my feelings or thoughts I fall short of words – both when I need to speak or write. Describing my feelings in words is no doubt an art for me that I lag behind in, so I avoid speaking with my tongue. Instead, I prefer “to speak with my hands”. This gives me the lenience to be able to find better words to win a greater number of hearts.

Thanks to Asma Ahsan to let me having the opportunity to write here and for reviewing and editing my garbage text
BTW i have already been declared Copy Cat for this act