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And it leaves me with nothing more to explain further on the issue. Your comments are most welcome…

Our dear friend Mairaj Bin Waqar from TS3 passed away yesterday, September 26, ‘08 (26 Ramadan, 1429 A.H.) leaving behind only memories of his goodness, warmth, humility, and all the times he brought smiles on our faces.

He was traveling home to spend the end of Ramadan and Eid ul Fitr holidays with his parents in Lahore when he met a tragic accident on board his train. Shaikh Adil Fareed and Awab Ahmed were some of his friends traveling with him. Attempts were made to quickly transport him to a nearby hospital but he gave in to his injuries and died on the way.

We all pray to Allah to give his family and all his friend the courage to cope with his loss, and that he be granted eternal peace and tranquility on his heavenly abode.

Mairaj, Kahan chala gaya yaar? We miss you.

Here’s something interesting an idle mind came up with. WHAT ARE THE 5 THINGS YOU WISH YOU COULD HAVE DONE WHILE YOU WERE IN TIP.

Here I’ll go First:

1. Gotten the Magazine out on TIME :S
2. Worked Harder on My THESIS
3. Wish I could have gotten along better with My Hostel Mates (Ancient History)
4. Not Mess Up at the Inter-University Debate (VERY ANCIENT HISTORY)
5. Make that play on TIP I had been planning for the past 2 years

By Waqas Bin Azhar, TMM 2

This was an impeachment by my Danish uncle, when he heard about the assassination of Benazir Bhutto, and just after three days, on the night of a ‘Happy’ new year, (which wasn’t that happy in reality), he heard the sounds of gunfire, and asked what the Pakistani nation really wanted? I didn’t know what to answer him. Now, I request that you answer this question.

According to my notion, I feel very embarrassed when exposing our realities that we are doing nothing but treading on a path that leads only towards darkness! All we do is fight against each other, destroy the properties of our own country and people, influence birth of diseconomy, and end up creating the complexities for ourselves.

After the assassination of B.B, I was compelled to think if we were a free nation; free enough to go out of our own homes, walk around in our own towns and cities and such? Even when I was within my university’s apparently safe premises Read the rest of this entry »

Rule: Did you know the new TIP student’s handbook says that you cannot use your iron in your hostel room without prior written permission from the warden?

Workaround: Make a point of asking everytime you see the warden. Even if you are not going to use it, just ask, just in case you do use it. Send an email to him, and CC it to a few of the faculty members too. Send an email every day, ask all the time, ask the guards to ask him. Ask him in writing, ask him over the phone, ask him now and always, for you never know, when you need to iron. Read the rest of this entry »

This is for all those non believers who said that there is no such thing as democracy in the TISF, Quack! Online has the TISF Constitution for you to download. Read it and let us know what your thoughts are on it.

Download the TISF Constitution.

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 »