Sunday, June 24, 2018

Non-sensical TV commercials

We always talk about and critique different TV shows and movies, but no one has ever talked much about the most important part of the TV broadast, the TV commercials. You think I am joking? Well, I am very much serious (wink, wink). All of the shows we watch would never even reach us if it wasn't for the sponsors, and also in an one hour show, commercials and adverts make up about 25 minuts of the time, that's about half the time. So, I thought why not talk about the commercials? I might just win some of my very own sponsors for my blog, that's a win-win, isn't it? Well, that's not the point, but you already knew that.

Anyways, back to the topic, what I wwant to talk about is the content of most commercials and adverts. There was a time when the commercials would actually work on convincing the potential customers to buy their product by listing down all the advantages of the product and why it is needed and is far better than other competitors. That is how it used to be. However, now the big money companies have only one strategy. Use their big money, to have a famous singer sing their jingle, have a top class model act in the advert and that's that, their product is ready to sell like hotcakes.

I will not blame the company for making the adverts the ay they do, it is the people who fall for these adverts who are to blame. I mean why should I use a certain shampoo or deodorant, just because my favourite stars use them. But, most people just do this becuase they are so brainwashed to question anything anyone who is popular would say. I mean, just because they're popular doesn't mean they're right. People should know this one fact and at least demand that they should be told the features, both good and bad, of the product to make a fair judgement on which to choose.

But, I guess that's a lot to expect from people who glue their eyes to the TV for the Kanye West - Kim Kardashian wedding. Oh well, until then let's just stick around and watch the show and hope people get a brain cell soon. Have a nice day, everyone.

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar

Saturday, June 23, 2018

Writing for my comfort

Slowly and gradually, I have seen that my blogs are gaining a small and silent following. I have gethered some regular readers who silently read my blogs, without commenting and start to know a little bit about me. There are some, who give me lots of encouragement and tell me that they are very much impressed by my writngs. These supportive figures are the reason I love writing, and my heart swells to see such level of appreciation. I will continue to write for my wonderful readers, some of whom are great writers in their own right.

Then, there are some who make fun of my writings, they laugh it off and don't realize that what I am writng are not mere words, I am pouring my heart to you. The least a reader ca do is to appreciate someone opening up to them. Then again, there will always be people who will talk you down and make fun of you. It is not something that I can allow to take me down, as I don't write to please anyone.

This is my electronic diary, where I let out my emotions and this works as a perfect outlet for me. I write for my own comfort and pleasure, not for anyone who wants to laugh off my writings. You think my writings are boring? Fair enough, you are free to comment on it or clode down the link altogether. I cannot cater to everyone, but I will keep trying to keep those regualar readers around as I know what they like to read.

These are my random thoughts, scattered across a range of subjects. Some might interest you, some might not, but all will keep you reading (I hope!). Stick around and I will keep sharing my thoughts with you all, even those who don't want to read, you're all stuck with me, hahahaha! Have fun, enjoy and stay happy!

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar

Thursday, June 21, 2018

The Superiority-Inferiority Complex

Many people around us are complicated. We all get it that they have faced some really tough circumstances in their life, but there is a thing about one kind of such people that annoys me. These people, I am talking about, try to cover up their flaws and shortcomings with a false sense of pride and arrogance.

To be proud of oneself is good to some extent, but when that pride crosses a certain degree, it becomes arrogance and contempt. These people have an exaggerated image of themselves, they look upon others as lesser beings and think of themselves too highly. Most of these people actually have nothing much to show for themselves, and deep down they know it too. They know that they do not have many achievements in their life, so they have a mask of pride covering their faces to hide their inferiority complex.

I would definitely want to help these people feel better about themselves, and generally be friends with them, but they always tend to be so full of themselves to want to be nice to anyone else. It would certainly be a lot easier to be with them and around them, if they weren't so comtemptuous in their attitude towards others. I still go out to help such people, choosing to believe that there is a beautiful side to them, but there is definitely a limit to the amount of work I am willing to put in being friends with such people. I certainly cannot allow them to break off a part of me while I try to build them up.

So, I try to just stay away and distance myself from these people, as I cannot hate them. I choose not to hate. Just don't make much contact at all and hope they will come around to being nice to people too. Until then, let us all just look for the good where it is most easily found and spread it to the world outside.

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar  

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Say What I Mean

I have always been known as the cool, calm and often jolly person to those who care to know me better. That is probably why when I am really in my solemn and serious mood, people would tend to think this is just one of my many jokes to bring smiles to people's faces. The truth is that I might joke around often, but I always mean what I say. Never have I said something just for the fun of it. I don't like to say things that mean nothing to me, and I don't like it when people do it. I like to keep things simple, mean what you say, say what you mean. Don't play around with people's feelings and don't give them false hope. I am not one to say things just to be someone's good books. What irks me most is when someone doesn't trust what I'm expressing to them. Why would I ever tell you something that I don't mean? What good does it do to me, to win over your favour over a lie? Of course, I mean it when I tell you that I trust you or consider you a friend.

I belong to those people who wear their hearts on their sleeves, all their emotions are written on their faces. If you can't read faces, it certainly is not the person's fault. He is telling you exactly what he feels, it is up to you to trust his words and his expressions. I belong to the land of Sufis, who have composed poetry and songs on this subject of the depth of human emotions. How can I be lying about my emotions when that is all I have. When my emotions are all I have to offer, you have to trust me to be truthful about them.

I would end this little rant or piece, by saying just saying this, whether you trust my emotions or not, is entirely up to you. But if you don't, that says more about your ability (or lack thereof) of reading people's emotions than of my truthfulness. Stay blessed, stay happy, and be truthful and learn to trust.

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar

P.S. Yes, I am back! And I will be posting regular blogs again now. Hope you have all been doing well and are in the best of spirits.

Friday, June 15, 2018

A Time To Wind Down

Today, I am going to give you an update on my life. I'll be headed to the beautiful valleys of Kashmir for the next few days. It has been quite a while, since I last out of my city on a vacation. It is times like these that the whole year seems to move towards. I can't say that I was expecting to go to Kashmir, but going anywhere to get away from the hectic routine of work sounds ike a nice idea. However, being a millenial, the idea of being away from the Internet seems a little scary too (haha!). But, you know what they say, you win some, you lose some.

As you can tell, if I'll be going out of town for a few dys and exploring some sights and sceneries, I will not be able to write a blog, but I can tell you, that you will be treated to some really nice posts once I am back. The valley of Kashmir is known for its lush green mountains and rivers and akes. All of which we will be experiencing in one place, so this is set to be a trip to remember.

I am really glad to be going there, what is the best thing is that we will be getting away from the sweltering heat here, which has been uncharacteristically long-lasting and persistent this year for Rawalpindi and Islamabad. I will try my best to keep everyone posted and will definitely be back on here once I'm back home. All I would say is I hope you all get some time to relax and unwind tooo. Travel and have some time to yourself away from the worries of work.

Wishing you all a happy and blessed Eid-ul-Fitr. May Allah shower you all with his coutless blessings. I will be seeing you all soon.

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar 

Thursday, June 14, 2018

In The End

All my life, I have been taught one thing, you will not get anything before the time it is destined and not more than you are destined to get. This simple statement has given me hope in all my life's hardships. I always think back to these words, when I feel like I am lacking in hope. These words give me the hope that if I am destined to get something, I will get it and no one can deny me. However, being the overly emotional and sensitive type that I am, I sometimes get low on hope. I am human after all.

That is when I sit down and look back at all the things that took place in my life. All those events, accomplishments I thought were impossible, times I thoght I might not even get through, and yet here I am, stronger than ever before. This is when my belief in those words increases. All those times might have bruised me, hurt me, even injured my self-confidence really badly, but none of them could break me. Imstead, I am better equipped now than ever before, more resistant to pain and difficulty. All this could, of course, not have been possible without my beloved family. They stoood by me, through it all and they still are. Giving me hope, to achieve more and move even further in life.

I am not, in any way, suggestin that being tense and worrying about the future is something I don't do. I do that, too but that is the same reason that I needed such inspiration from people around me and I took it wholeheartedly, wherever I found it. I have just learned that we can worry all we want, be scared all we want but in the end, all turns out perfectly all right. We just have to keep going. That song said it right, "In the end, it doesn't even matter", all that we worry about today, will not matter at all at the end of it all.

So, keep going and you will be there. For, in the end, everything works out.

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Devil In Disguise

Today, I will tell you a little story of mine. When I was in 2nd grade, I was enrolled in a school which had a large student population. As I had had a brain surgery when I was a mere week old, so my parents had told me to not go out in the grounds and indulge in too much physical exertion. This point, I and all my classfellows understood, they would stay with me during recess and keep me company. But, like every story, this one also had a villain. Let us call her Lady Devil.

She was the head girl of our school would come to our classroom, and would growl at the other students to go to the grounds. I would not budge as my parents had told me to stay indoors. But, she was relentless, she kept pressuring me to the point of bullying, just to make me go outside. She even made fun of me when I did go outside. I was in 2nd grade and she was in 9th grade, so naturally I was feeling pretty intimidated.

But, one day, came my hero. The school's head boy, let us call him Capeless Warrior. I don't remember the names of either of these people, so I choose to give them nicknames. One day, the Lady was tormenting me to go out as usual, when the Warrior stepped in. He told her to go handle the girls in the grounds, making unnecessary ruckus (there was no unnecessary ruckus). He then sat with me, and asked why I wasn't going into the grounds. I told him all I knew about my condition, and surprisingly he didn't ask me one question. He understood my problem so well, and after that day, he would check up on me regularly just before the Lady Devil came. He would tell me to open up a book and just start studying. That's what I did for the rest of the year and then we changed schools because my Dad had to move to a different city due to work.

Moral of the story: Not all heroes wear capes, and not all men are the same. You just have to find the good guys and believe me it is not hard.

Enjoy your life, beat the hardships by smiling through them....

Cheers and much love,
Zarrar