I reached there at 7.45 am. Tensed throughout. About one month ago, I had the same feeling. Feeling of weirdness (yeah i do get dat). So I went to the room...sat...waited...prayed...prayed....prayed. And finally at 8.30 am I heard my name 'Hunyum Murya'. Me and three others stood up and left the room. We sat and waited...waited...and waited. I was the second one. 15 minutes later she called me in front. I got out and went to the front and here it all started.

I put the cushion down, sat on, adjusted the seat, adjusted the mirror, pulled the gear down, moved the gear to D, switched off the hazard, put the left signal and waited till the traffic cleared out. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8....9...10 and out. There I was on the road giving my second road test with no hopes of passing. Just wanted to do my best. She made me turn right, left, take a u-turn, then right and left and right and left again, and ofcourse changing the lane. These 15 minutes wre the most important of my life. And then i had to park. I parked got out left the door open for the other person and went back once again. After what seemed like a million years we finally arrived at the instute. And again I waited...waited...waited...waited... and waited. She called my name once again.

'Do you know what was your mistake Hunyum?'
'I think my u-turn was too sharp and so was my left turn.'
'No. That was no it. You left the door open while you got out of the car. And that was a hazard. And a hazard is a fail. You know that?'
'Yes...... so I fail!'
'Check yourself'

The paper was full of red stamps in arabic writing

'So I fail again'
'Read the P-A-S-S on the paper'

I PASSED! The pass was not prominent at all...what crazy shit man....I had actually PASSED! Hallelujah...

So here it is...I finally have my license....Im SOOOOOOOO happy!

*btw I might not write for the next two weeks because I have LOADS of test coming up!*

So I thought why not give my blog a new look, as in a new background and a new banner. So last night I sat down and thought about the new theme for my blog. I had to go through a chain of questions to answer my one big question. At last my question was answered. So this is what my theme will be for the time being until I wish to change again: Only God can judge me.

Another thing I found missing was the fact that my poor blog had no identity. No name, no meaning, no punch line. Come on now, saying ‘paranoidentity’ doesn’t help me at all. So I wanted to call my blog ‘____ Zone’. Well what other better word than Zany. And it sounds cool. Just say it ‘Zany Zone’, ‘Zany Zone’, ‘Zany Zone’. Sounds cool… doesn’t it? Well for you people out there who do not know the meaning of Zany it means: crazy, imaginative, foolish, clownish, silly etc, which, by some weird coincidence, describes me. So here it is, one word that describes me completely.

And when it came to a tag line…well I didn’t want it to be like any other. It HAD to describe the way I talk or think. So after a series of thoughts and hard work I decided to give the tag line: ‘where unreality meets utterance’.

So doesn’t my blog look cooler and more complete now! Oh how much I love myself!

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As you all know, yesterday was Pakistan Day (23rd March). our constitution was passed on this day in the year 1940. And isnt it obvious that we would be in the spirit of this day. Yes we were! Well one of my friends was REALLY in the spirit and therefore she wrote a poem! And here it goes.

Yesterday while I was cleaning the dishes, i went over the different variations and sounds of my name by different people. Well let me tell you first taht my actual name is: Hunyum Murya (Hun-Yum Mur-Ya)...allrite. And here a the variations (as pronounced) when:

A] They read my name from paper:

• Hoonyoum
• Onyum
• Hunyumyumyum (some weird ass guy who thinks he is too good said that)
• Haniyam
• Huniyom

B] when they ask me/or hear it:

• Muriam (where did the M come from..and where did the H go?)
• Onion (DONT ASK!)
• Haniya
• Humyum

well there are more...just dont want to tell!

Ok so that was not the reason for the blog. The reason is about to come up. And the reason is GET THE SIMPLE LOGIC OF PRONOUNCING MY NAME PROPERLY WHEN YOU READ IT ATLEAST!

You dont read it as hoonch...you read it as hunch. Then why does my name become hoon...when it can so easily be hun...and for the second part you dont go yoom....you go yum....so why not for my name you JUST say yum. And when they join together they become Hunyum.

Hearing is acceptable...its hard to catch in the first time...but PLEASE...read it properly!

allrite, its been the LONGEST time since I read good books ( the last i read was Geisha). Well actually since i came back from Canada i have read ONLY 2 books. can you imagine 2. ONLY two. this is impossible. in Canada i used to read 1,2,3, even 4 books in one week, and here after 2 bloody years ONYL 2. so i finally gave up. I HAD to read books. my brain felt the loneliness on no long words, not searching teh dictionery to find the meaning of those hard words, no story, no sorrows, no happiness, no guilt. Nothing at all. so i have just finished reading 'A thousand Splendid Suns' and am reading 'Atonement' right now. 2 books in a week. Beauty!

And now, behold the list of books i want to read:

1. Insomniac, Gayle Greene's
2. Friend of the Devil, Peter Robinson
3. Another Thing to Fall, Laura
4. Christine Falls, Benjamin Black
5. In the Woods, Tana French
6. Reclaiming History by Vincent Bugliosi
7. Who Is Conrad Hirst? by Kevin Wignall
8. The Yiddish Policeman's Union by Michael Chabon
9. The Host by Stephenie Meyer
10. The Girl of His Dreams by Donna Leon
11. Piece of My Heart by Peter Robinson
12. Sex, Murder and a Double Latte
13. The Rebel: Jack Dann
14. Vampire, Interrupted
15. Pride & A Pregnancy Secret
16. The Undead Next Door
17. Shifter by Virginia Kantra
18. How to Propose to a Prince by Kathryn Caskie
19. Dawn's Awakening [A Novel of the Feline Breeds] by Lora Leigh
20. Chasing the Dime by Michael Connelly
21. The Queen's Fool by Philippa Gregory
22. My Immortal Protector by Jen Holling
23. Hell on Earth
24. Hitlers Pope
25. No Country for old men
26. The Kite Runner
27. The Other Boleyn Girl
28. The Running Man
29. World With Out End

'A Thousand Splendid Suns'. One of the best books ever written. This guy 'Khaled Hosseini' has got a gift, a talent to tell stories like these and pull the heart strings at every single word. The style is so simple, so straight forward yet there is something about the words that slip down to your heart with ease. The horrors of the life of Mariam and Laila were not magnified at any point but still the pain, grievances, sadness was felt. There are times when you just want to reach out to Laila and Mariam and help them. The journey through which Laila and Mariam go through makes you feel like a part of them. The story slowly gains speed and emotional power. It is, overall, a story of haunting and heartbreaking times, untimely friendship, destroyed love and dreams. This one is not to be missed

As my feet placed themselves firmly on the ground, a weird feeling took birth inside me. what was it i didnt know, but i was sure that something bad and evil was on its way. And yes I was right. I enetered the room and there it was on the bed. I hated it. I couldnt resist the tempation. I took cloth and *squish*. All its blood splattered on my face. It was gone..dead..over...finished from the face of earth! What a relief!

Alrite ill get to the normal part. i was in my friends house, and it was a bed bug alright! i killed it, and since it wasnt in the cloth completly a few drops spattered on my face. Happy! Bye

So my whole family went to Carrefour today (a shopping place kinda thing). Since my dad is travelling to Italy, he needed a new suitcase. Well by the time we reached that place it was time to pray and me mom and dad went to pray. So we had nothing to do...what did we do then? Guess! come on...we stalked.
My sis looked at this REALLY cute guy. Since we were just totally bored..we stalked that cute handsome guy around the shop. I guess he kind of realized that we were staling him. But who cares he was cute.
And then...everything shattered. i went to get chocolates with my sis and by the time we returned, he was gone! Oh how the destiny plays games with us. if he could have stayed onyl a bit longer. i wasnt gonna see him ever again. just a sad little, bogus, crazy life of mine.

so heres are list of things to keep in mid when stalking a cute guy:
1] make SURE you dont miss him. you might never see him again
2] make SURE he doesnt notice the fact that you are stalking him
3] if he notices that your stalking him then make him feel SPECIAL...dont show ur stalking him
4] one VERY VERY important thing... DONOT, i repeat DONOT try to take his pictures!