Shooting an Elephant

An enemy is a person who feels hatred for, fosters harmful designs against, or engages in antagonistic activities against another; an adversary or opponent.In the story"shooting an elephant" the hatred between Burmese and British is explained how they used to treat each other.British were the colonial master who were exercising the most tyrannical nut on Burmese.Burmese considered British as there adversary always because they had occupied their territory and treated them very harshly.George Orwell was in Britishers force and they treated their service man like there servants that's why George Orwell hated Britishers too who forced him to exercise a tyrannical nut on burmese .It was an elephant who put him in a difficult situation where at one hand he didn't want to kill the elephant but the huge crowd behind him forced him to shoot him as he was equipped with a weapon.Burmese hated GeorgeOrwell too because he was a part of Britishers who were the colonial master.they used to call out him names spat on him.thats how they shared this kind of hatred .which lead them to annoy each other in every possible way.

SEHRI TIME....
Why is it that nights hav to b ALOT MORE smaller than the days? well probably mom wud hav wished for it so dat bhai sits at home most of the time rather than wwasting time all the time. He cant help it either. if i put myself in his shoes then definitely why wud a guy sit at home and struggle to survive, unless he has friends over or cricket match. but anyways is it my fault that i just cant get to b in his place. "yeah but this is your fault that u sleep late at night" i cud hear mom's voice. no way. now i dont even get to dream cuz seriously nowadays dreams r more like reality. or reality is more like dream. either way the conclusion is same: im in trouble.
i turned my face towards the other side of the bed but it wasnt helping. im sure if mom enters the room n see me still dodging in the bed i wud hav to disappear. cuz yeah at sehri time if we dont wake up then no one gets out alive. cant blame her either , we giv her a real hard time. so i again changed the side but no use. moms r really smart. she switched off the AC and switched on the lights. she knows that i wud NEVER get up to bring thigns abck to normal and normal is the way i like.
"its ALMOST quarter to 6 if u wanna miss the sehri then sure hav great dreams" my mom cried from the dining room. but no mom, dreams rnt great anymore. no brad pitt or linkin park walk up to me and giv me cool shirts in my dreams anymore.
i then put myself in abbus shoes. yeaaah it was sort of fun. bossing around and doing nothing. nothing means he doesnt hav to make fruit chats before aftari or set the table he just cum, hav aftari, go for namaz ,cum back and do WHATEVER HE LIKES. and another plus point: mom wud never wake him up the way she wakes me up. but yeah he gets to bear our fights and i dont think if he has enough stamina to handle it too. but still it wud b fun. i mean HIS LIFE. i looked at the clock it was 10 minutes to 6.
moving on, how abt moms life. WOAAHHH its tough! she has to wake up first in the morning. Not actually morning since she wakes up reeeally early to make our parathas and all. then she has to deal with us wich i gues wud b the hardest task of all day. but dont u think she shud b used to it by now. anyways she works all the time. atleast shes busy unlike me. all i get to do is stare at some books and rearrange them. n wid this thought i was thinking i shud do her a favour and save her from some more shouting and yelling. and that ic an do by getting up and being there on the table within a minute.
i sure am good at it. so i was there on the table but just as i had my paratha i heard the maulvi sahab announcing that only 1 minute was left before azaan so yes my getting up "early" dint make any big difference. but yeah mom, i wud make sure next time i really get up "earlier". i quickly said my prayers and again jumped into my comforter. "you forgot ur pills " my mom shouted on the top of her lungs cuz she hates wen i forget such important things.
i guess i can never be good at making things easy for people.

I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, you in a white dress and a prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

Thats how my life begins too.Having life full of hopes and faith in me and people around me.
I opened my eyes in a holy city called Madinah and then came here in Karachi, a city totally different from where I came from and we all settled here for the rest of our lives.

Starting from as who I am now.I am Marium Saadat studying BSMS from Szabist University.I completed my matriculation from PECHS Girls School where I achieved an exceptional % and got admitted in one of the best HSC college in Karachi i.e Agha Khan Higher Secondary School.
My instincts lead me to Drawing and sketching. I used to get appreciation on my Art work which inclined me more towards creativity and yet I ended up where I wanted to be and where I am right now =]

People say I'm an Introvert person yet I can be an extrovert at times.My Zodiac sign represents me truly.A true Aquarian.Lively, sensitive, intensive and Original.I don't copy others and try to be more like what I am. I try to Live each and every second of my life happily. Most importantly, I am an Optimist, Half glass Full type *winks*

Independent, friendly and socially active all the time...I care for people around me, care for people who means alot to me in my life. I owe my whole life to one person who Brought me in this world, who is always there with me in my hard times.my "MOM", who'll always be there with me, even If everyone in this world walks away from me.
Overall,
Im just an ordinary girl like any other, Nothing more and nothing less. =) *cheers*