European English.

The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English
will be the official language of the European Union rather than German,
which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that
English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-
year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will
make the sivil servants jump with joy.

The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up
konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the
troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like
fotograf 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted
to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.
Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have
always ben a deterent to akurate speling.

Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag
is disgrasful and it should go away.

By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th"
with
"z" and "w" with "v".

During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining
"ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl.

Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu
understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.

Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze
forst plas.

If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on ma blog to oza pepl

Write a letter to your brother thanking him for the gift. (Iqtabas from my Mom's dairy)

Aaj mujhay woh din yaad aa rahay hain jab ham dono bhai aik saath aik chhat talay rehtay thay. Aur main sochta tha keh tum meray bhai nahi dushman ho. Yeh misl Sag-e bash baradar-e khurd mubash mujh par sadiq aati thi. Jab main tumharay depression ka takhta mashq hota tha. Tumhari flying kicks meray ird gird sai guzar jati theen. Tumharay Judo kay punch aksar meri naak ki nok par ruktay thay aur kabhi nahi ruktay thay tu kanpatiyan aa jateen.

Phir tum talash-e rozgar mein Karachi chalay gaye tu main samjha keh ab main khud mukhtar hoon. Magr jald hi mujhay ehsaas ho geya keh tum nay ghar ka aur Ammi ka kitna bojh bataya howa tha. Jab mujhay din mein char char martaba market kay chakkar lagana paRday tu mera dimagh darust ho geya. Phir aik mah baad hi tum nay mujhay T-Shirt ka tuhfa bheja tu meray nazareyat tabdeel honay lagay. Jab tum yahan hotay thay tu aksar tumhari nayi shirtoon par haath saaf karnay mein bara mazza ata tha. Chahay iskay badlay tumhara aik ghoonsa hi khana paRd jata tha. Du mah baad tum milnay aaye tu mujhay jatay hoye aik behtareen jeans khareed kar dai gaye. Main kafi badal geya aur aaj jab tum nay nayi T-shirts ka parcel bheja hai tu meri aankhoon mein aanso say aa gaye hain. Shayad yeh tashakur kay aansu hain ya is dabi hoyi muhabbat kay jo hamaray diloon mein beej ki tarha dabi rehti hai. Magar hawa saazgar patay hi mausam badaltay hi is mein say namood shuroo ho jati hai.

Yaqeen janu main tumharay janay kay baad kangaal sa ho geya tha. Aaj esa lagta hai mujhay meri pehli tankhuwa mili hai. Meri tu mojain ho gayi hain.

Shukriya Harris Bhai.

Abdullah.

(By Shahana Khurram)

To realise the value.......

To realize
The value of a sister
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.

To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.

To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet. (oh trust me I know how that feels, actually a millisecond feels like a century *sigh*)

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident...

To realize
The value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special.

To realize the value of a friend:
Lose one.

Tears

Tissue paper is a good thing to wipe tears.

Eraser is a good thing to erase written material.

But think, if the tears can help in any thing? But they are quite harsh that if they fell on the wind screen of memory, they make the vison more clear. They make everything quite clear to be visible.

Chund sutoor (Intakhab: Akhtar Abbas in Mahnama Phool.)

Kitna acha hota keh main aik esa geet likhti jiska har bol meetha hota. Aur har dard mand ki dawwa banta.

Kitna acha hota keh main aik guldasta banati jis main koi kanta na hota.

Kitna acha hota keh main aik aisi tehreer likhti jiska har lafz udas dilon ki udasi ko dour jati hawa'on kay hawalay karta.

Magr main keya karoon......

Kuch batain kantoon ki tarha hi hoti hain.
Kanto ki tarha hi chubti hain.
Inhain khud hi nikalna paRdta hai. Jab tak na niklain har har tees bardasht karni paRdti hai.
Yeh apni mojodgi ka ehsas dilatay thoRda thoRda taRdpatay aur boht sa rulatay hain.

Salam

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