KEMU Lahore Apr 21..There was a refreashing outburst of rain and everyone was enthralled. The sun has been constantly draining our energies for a month.Summers are really violent here in Lahore;the sun baked roads,congested traffic and short tempers make the scene gloomy.We also need some respite from our hactic scedules;a sigh of relief or a moment of thrill.Really studying so many things in so trying conditions really sucks the life out of you;Yeah its true!!! Then came the rain;the amazing gift of nature.It was really a breath of fresh air.The blanket of fleecy clouds had covered the sky right from the morning and the sun was nowhere to be seen.The sky looked sea blue with a tinge of purple.Then came the showers which were a bit sporadic;and everyone liked to drench himself in the cool and harmless splashes of life.I for myself bunked the classes and roamed around the place with a couple of friends.Then we had some lemonade from a nearby shop.The scene refreshed our minds and washed away the patches of negativity from it.I started considering everything a blessing.This spark of merry continued for some time.At 10 30 the sun appeared for a while and we knew the partyz over!!!Then with content minds and smiling faces we became embedded in the fabric of our daily routines.The rain at least inspired me to write this!!! Asad Ahmed
By Fatima Rumesa of First Year.
Faith
He looked at her,
then at the glass,
half filled with water,
with inquisitive eyes,
he asked her,
so what do you think?
Half empty or half full?
She smiled and replied,
with a mysterious air.
'it is full'
He looked at her in wonder.
'Half filled as water and half as air'
she went on.
'We tend to forget the unseen,
and pretend it aint here.'
He kept on looking at her,
not knowing what to say,
of her optimism,
or her blind faith.
In a simple way,
she taught him a life's lesson.
Nothing is as it seems,
things change.
For good.
For better.
Faith is all we need.
Faith
He looked at her,
then at the glass,
half filled with water,
with inquisitive eyes,
he asked her,
so what do you think?
Half empty or half full?
She smiled and replied,
with a mysterious air.
'it is full'
He looked at her in wonder.
'Half filled as water and half as air'
she went on.
'We tend to forget the unseen,
and pretend it aint here.'
He kept on looking at her,
not knowing what to say,
of her optimism,
or her blind faith.
In a simple way,
she taught him a life's lesson.
Nothing is as it seems,
things change.
For good.
For better.
Faith is all we need.
Note:All facts in this article are real, no exaggeration :)
so be fair in your decision
Our very own, beloved anatomy department, which used to be a safe harbour for poor, helpless, inflicted students like "US" ofcourse, is no more the same. The serenity has gone away with the winds ;) I assume some dirty pigeons have flown from some other department (i hope u better know where pigeons are found in excess) carrying viruses of contagious diseases which were specific to that place or may be pollen carried it, lets leave the source but the virus has been transmitted to the anatomy teachers and they have started torturing the students especially in DH. Ahh! DH..dissection hall or whatever it was for you has now become " danger hall". No entrance after 10.30( i used to make entry at 11.30) , doors closed and these days "chaey paani" don't even work. Just last week i was enjoying the rain , i tried to make my usual grand entry, with all the precautions i sneaked into the DH, and suddenly sir appeared from no where and noted my roll no. and i got 2 absents marked. (i regretted later, i should have enjoyed the rain more). Gone are the days when we used to party and gossip in DH( we actually celebrated birthdays in there) but now there is a big notice
- No entry without overall
- No eatables and drinks allowed
- No use of mobiles allowed
II.Physiology Department:
Now here comes our physiology deptt., no description required, you see "naam hi kaafi ha", to cause terror and create chills in one's body. Kings and queens of K.E. put your hands together to welcome a yet new strategy(other than the devilish teachers with their evil smiles and ofcourse the horrible tests) found by this very deptt. to torture the poor students. A new and refined form of tutorials, where every batch has a leader. Till last week i was flying in the air on getting highest marks in physiology and when this bomb of becoming a leader exploded i just wondered," physio main hi ache marks lene reh gaey thay:( ". Our respected professor actually gave us a full lecture on how to prepare it. And today was the first demonstration of it , now that is another story how did it go but we spent a whole day in preparing presentations with the terror that professor saab will come and hear it. So isn't it unfair, well this is it from physio!
III. Biochemistry Department:
Hey where are you people going? we are still left with the biochem deptt which has come to life again with a new head , well not actually a head but an acting head! This year biochem hit us like a drone attack killing all the energy left after anatomy and physio. Last year this deptt was heaven, no books, no tests( well actually there were 3 tests but i passed in 1:) life was so easy at this end, I actually learned the whole year syllabus in 1 day, but now we HAVE to study biochem:( with teachers like...(well no comments on that). We are still in confusion about the books! In every lecture we are being realized that easy days have pass, tough time is coming (as if something worse can happen after such situation). and now for the cherry on the top we have a biochem class tomorrow from 2.30 to 3.30! every limit of torture has been broken!
So these days i actually feel like all the departments are in a race of winning some title and a clash of Titans is going on. Now you people decide who wins. I'M gonna go and watch the real movie:)
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By Tayyab Ilyas of 1st Year
Crossing the Roads
Passing along the lane,
for a special gain,
I took a good aim,
goin to the same,
wanted by my father,
where the people gather,
nothin meant for matter,
people do only flatter,
My teeth started clattering,
my heart started flapping,
people kept on clapping,
I believed in slapping,
Crossing the road I went to place,
Where i had to stay,
a long time of gay,
for a life time play,
People started to delay,
I used to flay,
I used to relay,
For a bad time in the clay,
There were some cheapsters,
causing my heart, blisters,
I cried alot there,
My friend told me not fair,
It not makes you clear,
It's not a work of player,
Keep your head better,
dont come in flatters,
dont look out cheaters,
believe in your feathers,
FLY OVER THE WORLD
IT WILL LOOK COLOURED.
Crossing the Roads
Passing along the lane,
for a special gain,
I took a good aim,
goin to the same,
wanted by my father,
where the people gather,
nothin meant for matter,
people do only flatter,
My teeth started clattering,
my heart started flapping,
people kept on clapping,
I believed in slapping,
Crossing the road I went to place,
Where i had to stay,
a long time of gay,
for a life time play,
People started to delay,
I used to flay,
I used to relay,
For a bad time in the clay,
There were some cheapsters,
causing my heart, blisters,
I cried alot there,
My friend told me not fair,
It not makes you clear,
It's not a work of player,
Keep your head better,
dont come in flatters,
dont look out cheaters,
believe in your feathers,
FLY OVER THE WORLD
IT WILL LOOK COLOURED.
