Phir koi aya Dil-e-Zaar! Nahi koi nahi
Rah-rau hoga kahiin aur chala jaayega
Dhal chukee raat, bikharnay laga taaron ka ghubaar
Larrkharraanay lagay aiwaanon mein khwaabeeda charagh
So gayi raasta tak tak ke har ik rah-guzar
Ajnabi khaak ne dhundlaa diye qadmon ke suraagh
Gul karo shame'ein, barhaa do mae-o-meena-o ayaagh
apnay bai-khwaab kivaarron ko muqaffil kar do
ab yahan koi nahi, koi nahi aaye ga...

tujhse naraz nahi zindagi
hairaan huun
hairaan huun mein

Life takes its toll, you sit in awe
Dunno what to do, what to say, what to think
And then situations keep slapping you around like a twister bashing around debris
Nothing is ever fair is it?
Who said life was ever gonna be fair?
Then why do we have to live it at all?
Why all these earthquakes and the after shocks to follow?
Allah mian, I miss you
Where are you?

keeping myself
busy..
sick...
out of my skin

Has its pros and cons, but I miss writing
My way to keep life smiling at me

dada jaan

I know you're out there somewhere. The concepts and hypotheses of after death experiences are yet to be comprehended by the limited intellect of humans, but i know for sure.
You're there somewhere, smiling at me.
And how do I know that?
Because I'm alive ...

Paper 3.3 Performance Management
Section A.
Ratio analysis.
Performance measurement using specific models (eg Fitzgerald and Moon)
Section B.
Activity-based management
Strategic management accounting
Environmental management accounting.
Long-term decision making perhaps using NPVs and/or risk and uncertainty.
Management information systems

Environmental accounting.
Relevant costs.
Performance measures.
Activity based techniques.
Backflush accounting.
Risk in decision making.
Strategic management accounting.
Pricing

Dil se phir hogi meri baat ke ay dil ay dil

Yeh jo mehboob banaa hai teri tanhai ka
yeh tau mehmaan hai ghari bhar ka, chalaa jayega
Iss se kab teri museebat ka madaava hoga

Mushta'al ho ke abhi uthein gai wehshi saye
yeh chala jayega, reh jaayein gai baqi saye

Raat bhar jin se tera khoon kharaaba hoga
Jang thehri hai koi khel nahi hai ay dil

Dushman-e-jaan hein sabhi, saray ke saray qaatil
yeh karrii raat bhi
yeh saye bhi
tanhai bhi ...

03.12.2005 07:53 AM
32 Bahadur AK regiment
Balakot, Mansehra

Always came up North during the summers.

Saw Snow on distant mountains. It's so freezing that my fingers refuse to move over the keypad. First time ever, inside a tent. Army men even bloody fold their blankets so technically, they're tough to unfold. Blankets and beds are so cold, they seem wet. Only one girl in the tent is smoking, but we all seem to be, as the flimsy tent won't keep the cold out.
People who are reduced to calling these tents home ...
We just cannot relate to it

a very very good morning.
Cold like the natural temp control's busted or something, but the invincible summer i possess within, keeps a warm air to the ambience. Life gives way, now I shall breeze along the path to what may be unknown but certainly not intimidating.