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In another attempt to liven up the otherwise dull entrance of Ekbal Ahmed student center, the TISF has recently installed a picture showcase full of moments from the current academic year’s events!

“It’s still not complete..logh pictures he nahi la ke dey rahe, and then they’ll complain humari tasveer nahi lagayee!“, remarks the campus development secretary.

Here’s the Video I played at the annual dinner, hope you guys like it. Graduates 2008 .

The song that’s playing is Collapse the Light Into Earth by Porcupine Tree.

“Majae abhi tak yaad hai, mujhae apni pehli muhabat… choothi jamath mae, apni teacher sae hoi thee.“

Following up on the previous post about dramatics and the TIP Drama Society, the above quote is from ARY Digital’s new sitcom Canteen Kahani. The show is a glossy reflection on college life in Pakistan. One of the main characters is [ahem] called Hira (played by Taalia Shahbaz). Her character is aptly described in the unofficial fan site: Read the rest of this entry »

This is not the real hurt, this is only a tribute.

This is a tribute to the current graduating class of TIP, a tribute to my friends. A tribute to the People Who C.A.R.E., a tribute to the Red Devils, a tribute to the A.S Club.

A tribute to “when one window opens…”, a tribute to The Tower, a tribute to the Windmill of TIP, a tribute to Saleem. O Saleem! Kidhar ho yaar?!

This is not the real thing, because, for me the real thing is over. The real thing is the real times we had; the time when we climbed the Windmill of TIP, the time when we went offroading and got totally covered with sand and came back looking like ghosts. The numerous times when we went out for doodh patti chai to Abdullah Khan’s Namkeen Hotel. The times that we imagined the Schallim Meetha Hotel — we imagined it just across the road from TIP, and we imagined it being constructed in front of our eyes.

We imagined our lives after TIP, and today, I imagine that your lives too will become as you have been imagining these past four years. Read the rest of this entry »

Can anyone guess what I have in my bag? Hann hann, can you?

No it’s not a spider man action figure.

It’s not a doll either!

It’s a TURTLE!

And look I’m going to place it right here on the table so that it can excrete watery liquid all over it to add to the existing filth!

And all this while we’ve been blaming the cafeteria for poor hygiene standards!

Happy eating. And I’m not going to tell you which table it was!

Coming from a community in which every gathering is segregated, one might find it surprising that I personally dislike the whole idea of ’segregation’. There might be some who would see this as a psychological rebound… you know the kind that happens with children… tell them not to do somethings and the little buggers still do it! But honestly, how will one be able to find a suitable mate otherwise?

And being the spoilt brat that I am, I eventually do find myself in the ‘forbidden territory’ on any segregated wedding. And to tell you the truth, it’s quite an experience. Pretty clothes, pretty colors, pretty girls, a bride who’s almost about to wet her pants… oh i mean her gharara! Have I ever told you that the sound of girls laughing is a major turn on for me?

Anyway, that’s besides the point. So what’s up with converting the bottom half of the students centre into a faculty and staff lunch room? Segregating the dining area I say? And the purpose of this ‘discriminatory’ act may I ask?

Okay… now I’m not being harsh over here with the term I have used – discriminatory. I honestly do find it quite alienating. Do we students eat our food in a manner distinct from the faculty and staff? Are we any less human than them? They had been dining amidst us ever since so why the sudden change of attitude? What… we make too much noise??? Oh puh-lease! As if you all eat your food silently…! So what is it you talk about – who’s getting a 4.0 GPA, who MUST get a 4.0, and who’s the best at the art of seducing ………. oh I meant being polite!

Alright… fine… that’s obviously quite a lot to be discussed and that too not in front of the students… so there you go… ‘I grant you a private dining area’. But ……………….. what is up with the blinds??? Itni zyada privacy… hawe haye!!! I mean….. how different is your mode of eating that you do not even wish to be seen while dining…? Not even the library lovebirds on the upper floor get that much of it! So why the extra expense on making the ’segregation’ more obvious and unpleasant?

I mean… I feel that there’s a lot more that can be catered to instead of an exclusive dining area… like for instance … how about improving on-campus security so that whatever happened with Sumiya Durrani doesn’t happen with anyone else again…! By the way… what’s this i hear… Hiras’ cellphone had been stolen again…? For the third time…? Oh well………. have a nice lunch…!

Exactly a month back, the university was in uproar about the state of the cafeteria. And this was when things weren’t too bad, when we the students thought this was a good time to make things better. We talked about better food in “An Open Letter to the Country Club Management,” about better hygiene in “Filth Affairs,” and about a better system in “Is the Cafeteria to Serve the Students or the Clock?” And we weren’t even complaining. We were looking for improvement.
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