here is pigeons nest:
and here are the pigeons .. :)
Friday, August 6, 2010
Pigeon rescue ...
I have many pigeons visiting my balcony. My balcony consists of 1 cupboard (which has tools and stuff) and 2 cabinets (which have bed sheets and other stuff). So, in the balcony many pigeons and sparrows visit us to eat bajra and some of pigeons live on top of the cupboard and cabinet. They make their nests and have 2 babies there too. Because pigeons mostly lay just two eggs at one time. One shining day I woke up early in the morning and went to the balcony and found one skeleton of the baby pigeon and I was so shocked. I kept wondering and thinking who could have done this :S Then, after a few hours I was watching TV in my living room and saw a shadow coming in from the grill in the balcony I thought it must be mummy pigeon to feed the child but when I heard the noise I ran to the balcony and saw that a crow was taking the only left baby pigeon in his paws! I shouted and the crow dropped the baby pigeon on the floor of the balcony and flew away. Then at once I wanted to put that baby pigeon back to its place but I thought what if any human touches the baby pigeon then the family disowns that baby pigeon. So, to be on the safe side, I put that baby pigeon to the side through dusting tray and I prayed that mummy pigeon would see her baby soon coz 2-3 times she flew to the nest and trying to find her baby. Finally, after few hours she found her baby on the floor of our balcony and then I took care for a few days that no crow should enter in my balcony and then slowly slowly that baby pigeon grew up and now he has started flying as well … :)
here is pigeons nest:
and here are the pigeons .. :)
here is pigeons nest:
and here are the pigeons .. :)
Friday, April 2, 2010
Tweety...
My craze for tweety is from my childhood ... i love this character tweety ... though i didnt watch tweety cartoon much but as a character i like it very much ... and the level of my crazy was i have every single thing of tweety ... bedsheet, comforter, T-shirt, footies, pencil, rubber, scale, pen, box, pouch, stickerzz, wallpaperz, hats, caps, mug, shapner, wet tissues, tissues, plates, glasses, bag, watch, lots of stuff toys and what not ... !
and after few years now i have started placing the tweety wallpaper on my desktop even at work too ...
This is my recent wallPaper which i made today and put this on my desktop in office :)
Let see what i will do next ... ;)
Tweety is the first cartoon character which i lied the most till date... it is childish but i believe we should never kill a child inside us :) so Love tweety :)
Take Care and keep waiting for my next update ...
Me signing off
Osama Muhammad Afzal
and after few years now i have started placing the tweety wallpaper on my desktop even at work too ...
Let see what i will do next ... ;)
Tweety is the first cartoon character which i lied the most till date... it is childish but i believe we should never kill a child inside us :) so Love tweety :)
Take Care and keep waiting for my next update ...
Me signing off
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
My First of Advanced Computer Architecture Class
I had my first class of Advanced Computer Architecture aka ACA yesterday actually it was the third class of tht subject but i missed two weeks coz of my confusion of CS and SPM stream in MS. so when i entered in the class i was bit scared about it and i saw one person, he must be in 40s wearing a green card holder which indicates tht he is a teacher. i thought he is the one who is teaching the course, i greet him and had my seat then afterwards when the teacher came in and asked r u in ACA class, i said Yes .. he goes R u sure ??? i said Yaa ... ! hehe ... !
then before starting a lecture i just asked him r u a past grad? thts it ... he started from his gradutaion from GIK till his PHD from Oxford ... it was impressing but i wasnt interesteed to hear tht :P
so we had class and an announcement of the quiz next week ... but the best part of the class is the break ... we had 2 breaks for the namaz and the break is of half an hour :D so i liked the course and the teacher as well ... total we will study 4 chapters from which we have covered 1 and have a quiz of tht chp next week ...
The End ... now i have 2 more subjects so 2 more posts like this ... My first class of Advanced Algorithms & Design and My fisrt class of Requirement Engineering :)
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
then before starting a lecture i just asked him r u a past grad? thts it ... he started from his gradutaion from GIK till his PHD from Oxford ... it was impressing but i wasnt interesteed to hear tht :P
so we had class and an announcement of the quiz next week ... but the best part of the class is the break ... we had 2 breaks for the namaz and the break is of half an hour :D so i liked the course and the teacher as well ... total we will study 4 chapters from which we have covered 1 and have a quiz of tht chp next week ...
The End ... now i have 2 more subjects so 2 more posts like this ... My first class of Advanced Algorithms & Design and My fisrt class of Requirement Engineering :)
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Awesome Mausum ...
Woke up at 8 after uncomfortable sleep and saw a nice weather from the window of my bedroom and enjoyed the weather from there and the conclusion of that enjoyment is that my brother left me to go by myself to office. .. :) and i was fine with it coz I can enjoy the weather more in the rickshaw and had fun while traveling and the rickshaw person took a longer path for my office ... and after coming to office, can’t see anyone on my floor and was standing near to the window and enjoy weather and wondering if i had an ice-cream in my hand:D
and at last it rained around 11 and i and Ghazi (Senior Business Analyst of our team) went to the roof of alcop building and thrilled by viewing the scene and view from the roof ... and it’s the first rain of the winter season so it was icing on the cake :D
as I have decided to write a short blogs so i have started from today :)
having fun and planning to have lunch with team hopefully at any restaurant ...
till next blog Take Care
Allahhafiz
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginer to the blog World
and at last it rained around 11 and i and Ghazi (Senior Business Analyst of our team) went to the roof of alcop building and thrilled by viewing the scene and view from the roof ... and it’s the first rain of the winter season so it was icing on the cake :D
as I have decided to write a short blogs so i have started from today :)
having fun and planning to have lunch with team hopefully at any restaurant ...
till next blog Take Care
Allahhafiz
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginer to the blog World
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Ghost .. Spirits
Hey guys .. i was just going through different websites.. there i saw some interesting real stories of ghosts and spirits ... some of them are,
1)Recently I just watched paranormal activity the movie which freaked me out so much. When I told my mom about it, she told me what happened when I was little, for some reason I just started to remember the crying, but not about ghosts or anything.
She told me when I slept in my room (I always slept alone, and I still do) I would always wake up and cry and my parents would run to my room, it happened frequently so they made me sleep in their room. Then my mom said when I had went to school she was tired and slept in my room, and she had a dream about a lady with very long black hair staring at her. My mom got scared and told my dad. They went to meet up with a priest from our church. Mom thought there was something wrong in my room. So he came to bless our house and she told me I didn't cry anymore.
I'm currently 15 and I have trouble sleeping sometimes. This summer my parents left me home alone and I was taking a shower. I had a towel on and went to my room I turned on my lights and the lights broke. I thought I saw a lady with long black hair sleeping on my bed. Scared I ran to the restroom and put on my clothes and ran to my parents room which is in front of the restroom. I called my mom and told her what happened. She took forever to come home. Now thinking about it, I feel like it was the same lady my mom was talking about. Mom came home and told me it was just my imagination. I believed her, but now we're moving in January 2010
2) I have never really told my story to a lot of people because the feeling of being laughed at or not believed. But my story did happen.
It was the spring of 1980. I lived in Savannah Ga with my mother, my dad, my grandmother (granny as I called her). Every night when my granny would wake up she had a habit of knocking the door paneling to help find the way around the house. It wasn't until my papa passed that I started believing in the afterlife.
My papa passed away Dec 1979. A few months later my granny took sick. She was unable to do anything. My mother had put her in the hospital to see if they could find out what was wrong. I believe it was a few weeks granny got to come home from the hospital this was in April of 1980. She came home all hooked up to tubes and wires it was very scary for an 11 year old to see the person she loved like that. I would come home from school every afternoon and sit and talk to my granny. I would just sit there and hold her hands and say how much I loved her. I would say a couple of weeks passed I was at school when it happened. I was called to the office and I was brought home and told the tragic news that my beloved granny had passed away. I was lost and devastated. I would say it was a few weeks passed that I felt lonely now recall she passed away in the house so I have always been told that if that happens the spirit gets stuck in the house.
One night out of curiosity I asked out loud granny are you here with me all of a sudden I looked up above the ceiling and saw my granny's face and also heard knocking on the walls like she used to do. Then she was gone.
3) I've experienced a few strange things in my life. I've heard voices calling my name, had doors in my house shut by themselves, and I've even seen strange images on my bedroom walls a few times. But one thing that I will never forget happened about 10 years ago when I was in 3rd or 4th grade.
Back then we were having a new addition added on the second floor of our house, above the garage, so my brother and I had to sleep in the guest room in our basement. We have a nice basement that's not very creepy, so we were never too scared sleeping down there.
One morning I woke up at around 4am and saw the Silhouette of a young boy standing by my side of the bed looking at me. At first I thought that it was my brother so I sat up, looked at his side of the bed and saw that he was still asleep. Then I looked back at the boy standing by the bed I asked him what he was doing. After I asked him that question he turned around and ran out the open bedroom door. In the dim light I saw him turn the corner and heard his footsteps running up the steps and just come to a sudden stop when he reached the top.
I wasn't really scared but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I left the room and spent the rest of the early morning watching TV until I heard my mom upstairs in the kitchen at around 7am. I told my mom about the boy I saw but she thought that I was dreaming, I know for a fact that it wasn't a dream.
I never saw him again but even now, about a decade later, I still think about that morning. I just wonder who that boy was, why he was standing there that night, and why he ran away. Our house is only 5 years older than I am and we're the first family to live here so I doubt that it was the ghost of a kid who died in our house. Maybe he's just a curious young boy who was wondering who we were and I scared him away by accident.
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There were lots more ... will post if i found any thing more interesting ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of blog World!
1)Recently I just watched paranormal activity the movie which freaked me out so much. When I told my mom about it, she told me what happened when I was little, for some reason I just started to remember the crying, but not about ghosts or anything.
She told me when I slept in my room (I always slept alone, and I still do) I would always wake up and cry and my parents would run to my room, it happened frequently so they made me sleep in their room. Then my mom said when I had went to school she was tired and slept in my room, and she had a dream about a lady with very long black hair staring at her. My mom got scared and told my dad. They went to meet up with a priest from our church. Mom thought there was something wrong in my room. So he came to bless our house and she told me I didn't cry anymore.
I'm currently 15 and I have trouble sleeping sometimes. This summer my parents left me home alone and I was taking a shower. I had a towel on and went to my room I turned on my lights and the lights broke. I thought I saw a lady with long black hair sleeping on my bed. Scared I ran to the restroom and put on my clothes and ran to my parents room which is in front of the restroom. I called my mom and told her what happened. She took forever to come home. Now thinking about it, I feel like it was the same lady my mom was talking about. Mom came home and told me it was just my imagination. I believed her, but now we're moving in January 2010
2) I have never really told my story to a lot of people because the feeling of being laughed at or not believed. But my story did happen.
It was the spring of 1980. I lived in Savannah Ga with my mother, my dad, my grandmother (granny as I called her). Every night when my granny would wake up she had a habit of knocking the door paneling to help find the way around the house. It wasn't until my papa passed that I started believing in the afterlife.
My papa passed away Dec 1979. A few months later my granny took sick. She was unable to do anything. My mother had put her in the hospital to see if they could find out what was wrong. I believe it was a few weeks granny got to come home from the hospital this was in April of 1980. She came home all hooked up to tubes and wires it was very scary for an 11 year old to see the person she loved like that. I would come home from school every afternoon and sit and talk to my granny. I would just sit there and hold her hands and say how much I loved her. I would say a couple of weeks passed I was at school when it happened. I was called to the office and I was brought home and told the tragic news that my beloved granny had passed away. I was lost and devastated. I would say it was a few weeks passed that I felt lonely now recall she passed away in the house so I have always been told that if that happens the spirit gets stuck in the house.
One night out of curiosity I asked out loud granny are you here with me all of a sudden I looked up above the ceiling and saw my granny's face and also heard knocking on the walls like she used to do. Then she was gone.
3) I've experienced a few strange things in my life. I've heard voices calling my name, had doors in my house shut by themselves, and I've even seen strange images on my bedroom walls a few times. But one thing that I will never forget happened about 10 years ago when I was in 3rd or 4th grade.
Back then we were having a new addition added on the second floor of our house, above the garage, so my brother and I had to sleep in the guest room in our basement. We have a nice basement that's not very creepy, so we were never too scared sleeping down there.
One morning I woke up at around 4am and saw the Silhouette of a young boy standing by my side of the bed looking at me. At first I thought that it was my brother so I sat up, looked at his side of the bed and saw that he was still asleep. Then I looked back at the boy standing by the bed I asked him what he was doing. After I asked him that question he turned around and ran out the open bedroom door. In the dim light I saw him turn the corner and heard his footsteps running up the steps and just come to a sudden stop when he reached the top.
I wasn't really scared but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I left the room and spent the rest of the early morning watching TV until I heard my mom upstairs in the kitchen at around 7am. I told my mom about the boy I saw but she thought that I was dreaming, I know for a fact that it wasn't a dream.
I never saw him again but even now, about a decade later, I still think about that morning. I just wonder who that boy was, why he was standing there that night, and why he ran away. Our house is only 5 years older than I am and we're the first family to live here so I doubt that it was the ghost of a kid who died in our house. Maybe he's just a curious young boy who was wondering who we were and I scared him away by accident.
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There were lots more ... will post if i found any thing more interesting ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of blog World!
Ghost .. Spirits
Hey guys .. i was just going through different websites.. there i saw some interesting real stories of ghosts and spirits ... some of them are,
1)Recently I just watched paranormal activity the movie which freaked me out so much. When I told my mom about it, she told me what happened when I was little, for some reason I just started to remember the crying, but not about ghosts or anything.
She told me when I slept in my room (I always slept alone, and I still do) I would always wake up and cry and my parents would run to my room, it happened frequently so they made me sleep in their room. Then my mom said when I had went to school she was tired and slept in my room, and she had a dream about a lady with very long black hair staring at her. My mom got scared and told my dad. They went to meet up with a priest from our church. Mom thought there was something wrong in my room. So he came to bless our house and she told me I didn't cry anymore.
I'm currently 15 and I have trouble sleeping sometimes. This summer my parents left me home alone and I was taking a shower. I had a towel on and went to my room I turned on my lights and the lights broke. I thought I saw a lady with long black hair sleeping on my bed. Scared I ran to the restroom and put on my clothes and ran to my parents room which is in front of the restroom. I called my mom and told her what happened. She took forever to come home. Now thinking about it, I feel like it was the same lady my mom was talking about. Mom came home and told me it was just my imagination. I believed her, but now we're moving in January 2010
2) I have never really told my story to a lot of people because the feeling of being laughed at or not believed. But my story did happen.
It was the spring of 1980. I lived in Savannah Ga with my mother, my dad, my grandmother (granny as I called her). Every night when my granny would wake up she had a habit of knocking the door paneling to help find the way around the house. It wasn't until my papa passed that I started believing in the afterlife.
My papa passed away Dec 1979. A few months later my granny took sick. She was unable to do anything. My mother had put her in the hospital to see if they could find out what was wrong. I believe it was a few weeks granny got to come home from the hospital this was in April of 1980. She came home all hooked up to tubes and wires it was very scary for an 11 year old to see the person she loved like that. I would come home from school every afternoon and sit and talk to my granny. I would just sit there and hold her hands and say how much I loved her. I would say a couple of weeks passed I was at school when it happened. I was called to the office and I was brought home and told the tragic news that my beloved granny had passed away. I was lost and devastated. I would say it was a few weeks passed that I felt lonely now recall she passed away in the house so I have always been told that if that happens the spirit gets stuck in the house.
One night out of curiosity I asked out loud granny are you here with me all of a sudden I looked up above the ceiling and saw my granny's face and also heard knocking on the walls like she used to do. Then she was gone.
3) I've experienced a few strange things in my life. I've heard voices calling my name, had doors in my house shut by themselves, and I've even seen strange images on my bedroom walls a few times. But one thing that I will never forget happened about 10 years ago when I was in 3rd or 4th grade.
Back then we were having a new addition added on the second floor of our house, above the garage, so my brother and I had to sleep in the guest room in our basement. We have a nice basement that's not very creepy, so we were never too scared sleeping down there.
One morning I woke up at around 4am and saw the Silhouette of a young boy standing by my side of the bed looking at me. At first I thought that it was my brother so I sat up, looked at his side of the bed and saw that he was still asleep. Then I looked back at the boy standing by the bed I asked him what he was doing. After I asked him that question he turned around and ran out the open bedroom door. In the dim light I saw him turn the corner and heard his footsteps running up the steps and just come to a sudden stop when he reached the top.
I wasn't really scared but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I left the room and spent the rest of the early morning watching TV until I heard my mom upstairs in the kitchen at around 7am. I told my mom about the boy I saw but she thought that I was dreaming, I know for a fact that it wasn't a dream.
I never saw him again but even now, about a decade later, I still think about that morning. I just wonder who that boy was, why he was standing there that night, and why he ran away. Our house is only 5 years older than I am and we're the first family to live here so I doubt that it was the ghost of a kid who died in our house. Maybe he's just a curious young boy who was wondering who we were and I scared him away by accident.
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There were lots more ... will post if i found any thing more interesting ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of blog World!
1)Recently I just watched paranormal activity the movie which freaked me out so much. When I told my mom about it, she told me what happened when I was little, for some reason I just started to remember the crying, but not about ghosts or anything.
She told me when I slept in my room (I always slept alone, and I still do) I would always wake up and cry and my parents would run to my room, it happened frequently so they made me sleep in their room. Then my mom said when I had went to school she was tired and slept in my room, and she had a dream about a lady with very long black hair staring at her. My mom got scared and told my dad. They went to meet up with a priest from our church. Mom thought there was something wrong in my room. So he came to bless our house and she told me I didn't cry anymore.
I'm currently 15 and I have trouble sleeping sometimes. This summer my parents left me home alone and I was taking a shower. I had a towel on and went to my room I turned on my lights and the lights broke. I thought I saw a lady with long black hair sleeping on my bed. Scared I ran to the restroom and put on my clothes and ran to my parents room which is in front of the restroom. I called my mom and told her what happened. She took forever to come home. Now thinking about it, I feel like it was the same lady my mom was talking about. Mom came home and told me it was just my imagination. I believed her, but now we're moving in January 2010
2) I have never really told my story to a lot of people because the feeling of being laughed at or not believed. But my story did happen.
It was the spring of 1980. I lived in Savannah Ga with my mother, my dad, my grandmother (granny as I called her). Every night when my granny would wake up she had a habit of knocking the door paneling to help find the way around the house. It wasn't until my papa passed that I started believing in the afterlife.
My papa passed away Dec 1979. A few months later my granny took sick. She was unable to do anything. My mother had put her in the hospital to see if they could find out what was wrong. I believe it was a few weeks granny got to come home from the hospital this was in April of 1980. She came home all hooked up to tubes and wires it was very scary for an 11 year old to see the person she loved like that. I would come home from school every afternoon and sit and talk to my granny. I would just sit there and hold her hands and say how much I loved her. I would say a couple of weeks passed I was at school when it happened. I was called to the office and I was brought home and told the tragic news that my beloved granny had passed away. I was lost and devastated. I would say it was a few weeks passed that I felt lonely now recall she passed away in the house so I have always been told that if that happens the spirit gets stuck in the house.
One night out of curiosity I asked out loud granny are you here with me all of a sudden I looked up above the ceiling and saw my granny's face and also heard knocking on the walls like she used to do. Then she was gone.
3) I've experienced a few strange things in my life. I've heard voices calling my name, had doors in my house shut by themselves, and I've even seen strange images on my bedroom walls a few times. But one thing that I will never forget happened about 10 years ago when I was in 3rd or 4th grade.
Back then we were having a new addition added on the second floor of our house, above the garage, so my brother and I had to sleep in the guest room in our basement. We have a nice basement that's not very creepy, so we were never too scared sleeping down there.
One morning I woke up at around 4am and saw the Silhouette of a young boy standing by my side of the bed looking at me. At first I thought that it was my brother so I sat up, looked at his side of the bed and saw that he was still asleep. Then I looked back at the boy standing by the bed I asked him what he was doing. After I asked him that question he turned around and ran out the open bedroom door. In the dim light I saw him turn the corner and heard his footsteps running up the steps and just come to a sudden stop when he reached the top.
I wasn't really scared but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I left the room and spent the rest of the early morning watching TV until I heard my mom upstairs in the kitchen at around 7am. I told my mom about the boy I saw but she thought that I was dreaming, I know for a fact that it wasn't a dream.
I never saw him again but even now, about a decade later, I still think about that morning. I just wonder who that boy was, why he was standing there that night, and why he ran away. Our house is only 5 years older than I am and we're the first family to live here so I doubt that it was the ghost of a kid who died in our house. Maybe he's just a curious young boy who was wondering who we were and I scared him away by accident.
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There were lots more ... will post if i found any thing more interesting ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of blog World!
Friday, October 23, 2009
Sign Language -- My New passion
Hey Guys and Girls !
Hope u ppl are reading my blogs ... it's just 2 weeks back i was thinking tht how is the life without voice? we listening songs all day and talk every second .. so how they are living with this disability, yes disability according to me every person contain one or other disability, it may not be physical but can be mental or anything ... so i never hesitate saying disability ! ...
so that day i though to learn sign language and interact with them as one of them ... but tht thought was not for 2-5 minutes ... and then flame lightened this week where i decide that i HAVE to learn sign language and till now i know A-Z alphabets of Sign Language and inshaAllah will continue this to proper language with my parallel works :)
nobody is perfect here in the world ! and i want to give some time of my part to deaf and dumb ppl ... and it my New Wish ! ... so i m following the path to get this goal as well ... :) God Give me strength for this.. i want to do something for them ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of Blog World !
Hope u ppl are reading my blogs ... it's just 2 weeks back i was thinking tht how is the life without voice? we listening songs all day and talk every second .. so how they are living with this disability, yes disability according to me every person contain one or other disability, it may not be physical but can be mental or anything ... so i never hesitate saying disability ! ...
so that day i though to learn sign language and interact with them as one of them ... but tht thought was not for 2-5 minutes ... and then flame lightened this week where i decide that i HAVE to learn sign language and till now i know A-Z alphabets of Sign Language and inshaAllah will continue this to proper language with my parallel works :)
nobody is perfect here in the world ! and i want to give some time of my part to deaf and dumb ppl ... and it my New Wish ! ... so i m following the path to get this goal as well ... :) God Give me strength for this.. i want to do something for them ...
Regards
Osama Muhammad Afzal
Beginner of Blog World !
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