Sonnet 1

Red-hot and thrusting forwards,

Brilliantly bright,never coming backwards.

Flares up the body and the soul,

Makes you and me sprint like Pyol.

The only force that is unstoppable.

Try all you want,its unquenchable.

It matures you,

It grows.

It shines you,

It refines you.

It distincts you from the ordinary,

Raises you up to the extraordinary.

It's the blazing flame which embarks us on endless missions,

It is none other,than our very own Ambitions.

huthaifa AHSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

Euphoria,excitement and bliss!
A perfect trio of emotions!

For the past couple of days,my toye teacher and PPT(Personal Pupil Tutor,kinda like a guidance Councillor)Mam Asifa Naz Khan,me,Raheel Bhai(the Head Boy) and the House Master were fretting away and preparing my junior and cousin-like friend Huthaifa for the Inter-House English Debate.

The topic was "Boss is Always Right". I was given the topic and I made up the speech on the spot.
It was completely related with my boarding schools routine,like how our houseboy wakes us up 15 mins early!And we can't do anything because Abbas Bhai is the houseboy and the houseboy is ALWAY right!
:D
We made funny jokes on everyone like the housemaster,teachers,housemistress,the housecaptain and even the principal!
:P
I had my heart in my throat,I won 1st last year and my senior Iqbal Bhatti at that time came first in the senior category.This is Raheel Bhai's last year so he is doing the speech today.Yesterday it was the Junior English Declamation and I was praying that Huthaifa would be prepared and at least withhold our house,Mehran's reputation.

I heard all the speeches and all the kids delivered their hearts out.Before Huthifa came on his turn the Azan rang and I prayed Allah would help us.He started of with a bang and looked so comfortable.SO at ease,I along with my housemates clapped and cheered.He was getting comfy and enjoying his speech,controlling the crowd!

When he ended with a perfect end I gave a loud ovation.(having goosebumps as I type :P)

When the Positions were being announced I prayed like a madman.

3rd Position goes to Sheryar, Ghani House!

2nd Position goes to Faizan Butt,Sanober House!

*Fingers crossed

1ST POSITION GOES TOO..................................................................................................................

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Huthaifa Ahsan,MEHRAN HOOOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSE!!!!!

I JUMPED IN THE AIR!
YEAHHHHH!

yEAH cHEEZ Huzzuuuu!!!!

IU clapped and grinned and smiled.

 

GoodandSadNews.

The little and bright,Adil Ahmad from Ghani House passed away...
May his soul rest in peace!
Ameen!

Results of the English Essay Writing Competion.

Senior

1. M.Kunwar(2nd Year Consecutively)
2. Taimoor Imran AND Faizan Ali
3. Syed Ahmad Aamir

Juniors

1.  Syed Turab.
2. Huthaifa Ahsan and Adil Ahmad.

Adil Ahmad,a little and innocent boy passed away by a cardiac problem.He was highly religious and was the image of hope and love for his house-mates and family.After his death,as a late parting gift,it was announced that he got 2nd position.Not only the Ghanians,but the WHOLE school clapped and payed tribute to the departed soul.

I got third,and my housemate Huthaifa,second,thus allowing Mehran to come third in the event.

May Allah,Almighty give him place in heaven!
:)

 

Surprise Surprise!

                                    Alhamdulillah!

Today couldn't of had started better.First up,after offering Fajr,we had to run all the way from our house to the swimming pool,over the dispensary and then down the road to our houses.It sounds easy but believe me,its around 4 km and  you are just up.The cherry on top is that its about 14 C in the morning and we have jackets and sweaters all over,and warm socks weighing us down.
:P
Alright,the amazing thing.During assembly,the new principal encouraged us to speak extempore,so he gave the topic

"A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words"

Somebody had to come on stage and then deliver a speech on this topic.I wasn't willing to go,but the 11th Graders behind me kept on nudging me and encouraging me.My housemates did it too.The tension was in the air.Someone,ANYONE!

Mustering up courage,with my eyes on my shoes I slowly raised my right hand.

"Oh!There is a student!Come up!Big round of applause for him!"he boomed.

As I was making my way to the stage all the rest 8 houses and the teachers clapped.I slowly came up and after a few more words by the principal,I took the rostrum.

At first my voice shook and my legs were shaking as if an earthquake was roaring nearby.My palms were really sweaty.

I started of and as I said more words,my voice got higher and my legs stopped turning into jelly and transformed into rocks.I started using body language too!

Most of all,I enjoyed it!
:D
The thrill,the audience and all the people expecting something good,I delivered.
As I left the stage,I shook hands with the principal,headmaster and the DHMs.

Till this last lesson,all the teachers really appreciated me,even those who don't teach me.They say they expect more of this.Students were ecstatic!They kept on cheering me!
:P

I end this blog post by what Sir C.M Afzal(the DHM) said as I sat back down in the Mehran House rows.
"Well done Syed Ahmad Aamir,he saw,he came,and he...",his words hung in the air for some time and he finished,:conquered.