Last Warning!

There's still time guys, and it's never too late.
Haven't started studying for the Mocks yet? Think again, you always have CIEs ;)
Kidding. Studying hard for the Mocks is like acing CIEs, 'cause the practice now makes up for the practice you will have to do later.

And, if you're one of those who regret not having started studying a bit earlier, this poem is just for you :D

Exactly how we feel when Mocks/CIEs/any exams are on our head
and the syllabus just won't END!

I close my eyes, I ain't satisfied,
so much there was, so little I tried,
Guilty consciousness creeps into my mind,
And again its 'Him' that my fate survives.

I could've given that little more,
I could've surely started before,
yet couldn't manage to open that drawer,
why still so immature?

Optimistic yet, to whom am I lying?
Still can pull it off; to what ignorance do i abide?
Pleasing myself with false hopes as Time,
creeps out of the window, leaving me behind.

And I recall now those advices,
Ringing in my ears- are the priceless voices,
My teachers reminding now and again,
Of me being alone and the consequences.

Featured Pafian 1.8

Interviewee: Waleed Sherdil
Interviewer: Mahrukh Mohsin


Featured Pafian one point eight is how you might read it but I read it as Featured Pafian one point great. For those of you who don't know Waleed Sherdil (Pfft, who am I kidding? We all know Waleed Sherdil), he is the goalkeeper for Chapter's football team which recently won the KUSC cup defeating former the champions, Nixor College. Not only did the team win but Waleed was also awarded as being the most valuable player of the tournament. I guess most of you must have seen this coming since this is the man who owns the limelight right now. The man who brought us to glory. The man who made the difference. The man who was the difference. Our Facebook Newsfeeds are already flooded with 'Chapter ka dil, Sherdil'. And, it's time the blog caught up with him. So, without any further due I give you the man of the moment; Waleed 'The Wall' Sherdil.

Q. Firstly, congratulations on your win. How does it feel to know that you are a part of the team which took the trophy home?
Ans. Thank you. To be honest it feels great to finally get our hands on the trophy which was ours from the start. It feels great to win it for Hamza Khatri, his family and all the people that have supported us throughout the campaign. A special thanks to my team mates for helping me bring the trophy home.

Q. What were your sentiments as the penalties were going on, as they progressed and a tie kept emerging?
Ans. Hahah. Well, you will be surprised to know that I was not really under any pressure throughout the match even during the penalties. I had the support of the crowd and all the people watching at home so it helped me and motivated me to do well and keep my focus.

Q. And after you were able to successfully defend the final penalty?
Ans. I felt relieved after saving the final penalty which won us the match. I felt like this was the best feeling as my hard work had finally paid off. I am very grateful to ALLAH that I was able to save the penalty and win it for The City School PAF Chapter and for Hamza.


Q. How did you feel when you heard the crowd chant 'Chapter ka dil, Sherdil' from the stands during the game? And, how did you receive their admiration and love since after the victory?
Ans. To get this much support from the crowd was amazing. I had always dreamed of having a day like this where the crowd is chanting my name and I win the game for them. I guess dreams do come true. The crowd had supported us throughout, even last year, but this year has been special as the admiration I got after and during the match was amazing and getting to hear your name on TV 'Waleed Sherdil ney match jheeta diya' was the best. I would like to thank Ms. Shireen Karamally for allowing the crowd to come. A special thanks to Safa Ayub for providing me with her amazing commentary.


Q. You were the man of the tournament. Apart from yourself who do you think deserved that title and was a worthy contender?
Ans. Before the final I had not expected myself to become the MVP. I think if Nixor would have won, it should have been given to Sohaib Afridi.


Q. What inspired you to take up football and what has been your biggest achievement in the sport thus far?
Ans. Well I started playing football from the age of 8 after the 2002 world cup. My inspiration was Germany's goalkeeper Oliver Kahn who was the best goalkeeper of the tournament. All the children dreamed about becoming a good striker but i had other dreams that is why I decided to become a goalkeeper. I have been playing for 11 years now and being titled the MVP in Saturday's final was my biggest achievement thus far. INSHALLAH many more will follow.


Q. This is your final term in this school and it will be the last time you wear that kit. Just say a few words about how this run has been for you and what you expect from the team in the years to come?
Ans. For me this has been the best time of my life with the best team ever. From training to playing football to getting scolded by the captain to fighting with one another to playing in the finals of KUSC for straight 2 years running to finally win the trophy in the last match as a student of The PAF Chapter. I wish I had more time with this incredible team I salute all my fellow teammates, my coaches and everyone who supported us throughout these 2 years. I expect the team to just go forward from here and hope for the best in the future. INSHALLAH they will bring more trophies into Chapters cabinet.

Waleed Sherdil. Goalkeeper. Legend. Pafian.

           

A Letter Addressed To Time

Name: Syeda Ramsha Wasti
Class: A2C2


Dear Time,

I am lying here in the geriatric ward of a nursing home feeling desolate and helpless; as helpless as a child, as weak as a victim, and faced by a refusal to
grow up. When people look at me with pitying eyes, one part of my sensitive soul gets detached from my body. These mortal eyes look at my hunched
back, distorted figure, trembling lips and fearful eyes, but they clearly fail to see ‘me’ and my inner self. My eyes trouble almost all the time. Everybody
said eyes weren’t meant to last forever, but nobody told me that my eyes lie in the same category. I still remember my mom asking me to eat carrots so
that my vision doesn’t fail, but she failed to realize that old age would suck vision out of her son slowly and gradually. My wheelchair broke the other
day..wheelchairs can be really expensive, I tell you. Oh and not to forget my
memory. I am now an old forgetful person whose memory fails him time and
time again. Yes, the same person who keeps on losing a sock or his glasses
forever. If I ask you what makes you happy in life, what would you say? This
particular gift of yours, which people refer to as ‘old age’, has taught me
that family and friends are the real prize. But now they have left me. I don’t
blame them because nobody would desire a person who’s more of a liability
than an asset; who dribbles his food, who gets frustrated on small things,
who requires someone to feed and give him a bath, and who is uncertain and
grouchy for the most part. I am stuck in a phase of life where I am
beginning to think that the phrase ‘May you live to a ripe old age’ is actually
a curse. But the problem is that I am going to stay in this phase till..uhh, till
death takes it toll. Simply put, I am out of the race. No, actually, I am
standing out of the race and looking at other people who are still part of the
race, running really fast and leaving me behind without throwing another
glance. Isn’t this what you like, Time? Don’t you just love to get people in and
out of the race at you will? Aren’t you simply indifferent to human
sufferings because you know that no matter what happens, everything lies in
your hands? Back in A-levels, I remember reading about your immortal
nature in my literature class, but it didn’t matter then and now I clearly
understand the gravity these words hold.

Enough about the tactics that you have used to defeat me. Now it’s my turn
to enlighten you with how I defeated your purpose and defied you in a way.
Well, back in the good old days, when I first talked about following my
dream and becoming a psychologist, everybody taunted me and frightened
me by sketching a picture of a dreaded future in front of me. They told me
how I would never be able to have a ‘bright’ (as they put it) future, if I
pursued my dream. As I reckon, the fear of future is one of your faces that
you use in order to control and paralyze human beings so that you can
manifest the outcomes that you desire. You love boggling with human minds,
don’t you? So Mr. Time, I, being more stubborn than you, did not fall into
your trap and decided to follow my dream. And now, even though I am
broken both physically as well as emotionally, I have one thing which I can
cherish forever, one thing that gives me peace, one thing that even you can’t
steal from me and that’s the never-ending satisfaction of following my
dream. And you know what? While sitting in lonely, blue, and gloomy nursing
home, I can still put my arts of psychology to use and amuse myself by
reading people’s faces. Yes, I am satisfied despite the fact that I am at the
verge of death. And, you know what? Death doesn’t matter to me because I
have lived my life trying to achieve something that I dreamed, aspired and
visualized.

So here is how it goes: “Do not pity me, my friend. Do not pity me. For I
have always lived my life the way I wanted it to be”. Wait..do you still want
me to pen down who actually won the battle, or is it clear enough? Reply
soon.

With love,
An Ordinary Old Man.

The Desires of a Desirable

AliAsgher Makati
A2S2

- ' This poem is about someone who was nothing more than a mere child. A child, deprived from the joys of life, with greasy hands and a face decorated with black oil, wearing torn and shabby clothes and hair nothing but a mess, this boy, standing in front of a famous Food Chain, looking at the customers going in and out with happy faces and shining eyes, making him realize how his appearance was different, but his desires, his needs were absolutely the same, and his ideas are portrayed in these following lines, showcasing his beautiful heart.'

"The feeling of injustice that his heart feels,
The inequality around him that his mind seeps,
The disgust that follows the nerves into brain,
The frustration that is carried along his veins,
He closes his eyes to bear the pain,
But he knows he has to open them again; with more courage he has to bear it again.
While the joy and smiles that others present,
He stretches his lips merely to pretend,
Undermining the disparity, he barely stands,
Shaken and hurt he looks up again.
I don't see how he digests it in vain,
Though he closes his eyes to bear the pain,
But he knows he has to open them again; with more courage he'll have to bear it again. "

Gotham City

AbdulSattar Zahid

A1S3

We often hear people complain about the inflation, escalation of immorality in the society and their inability to effect the situation. To think of, these complaints are a mere result of pessimism brimming within us, which in turn leads us to believe that we are incapable of changing the circumstances; vices are simply a by-product. Plainly because as we fail to take the initiative, others plan our doom and they act on their perspectives while we allow ourselves to become a part of their schemes.

In today’s world calling ourselves optimistic has become the new in, while what we fail to observe is the over-powering darkness within us. Fail to complete an assignment and we exclaim, “Oh we are so dead today!” Hundred dead in a bomb blast and we all wonder how they managed to count the dead so quickly. We may express such thoughts as an attempt at sarcasm or humor; however, these are minute changes within us which transform our souls from Dr Jekyll to Mr. Hyde.

I believe that small changes can indeed alter our lives so comprehensively, so as to become the cause of hope amidst difficult times. A small voice, a short note, a peace walk maybe doesn’t affect our government or inspire an action but they do have an everlasting effect.  As W.Clement quotes, “There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.” The day we one act for the right cause, that is the day we learn the difference between right and wrong  That is the day we observe the pathway to change and that is the day we truly realize what potential we posses. After all it was the murder of one corrupt policeman that induced Guliliano to adopt the life of an outlaw and forever alter Sicily.

Yes, even I have been a victim of this contagious negativity since the very idea of change led me to quote a bandit thus emphasizing on war-fare. However this short note has also encouraged me towards realizing my potential, since now, I believe corruption can be eliminated if I abandon under-age driving. I shall hence, avoid bribery and I will ‘observe’ laws before denouncing them for their ineffectiveness. These steps may be rightly argued to be as effective as Tom’s attempts to catch Jerry. But we also need to realize that these failed attempts to become a source of fear in the adversary and after all if we are as optimistic as we believe ourselves to be, we do need to stand. In the beginning we shall be alone but examples of revolutions over a single act such as the Arab Spring go a long way for motivation.

We may even consider allowing our fates to be decided at the hands of superiors. It is a convenient option but to ensure preservation of our interests, and those of humanity as a whole, we cannot allow such decision-making. We only have to remember League of Shadow’s cure for Gotham to decipher the scenario.  To conclude, there cannot be more inspiring words than Batman’s, “In times of great stress or adversity, it's always best to keep busy, to plow your anger and your energy into something positive.”

When WEIRD meets AWESOME.

Name: Syeda Ramsha Wasti
Class: A2C2

“Ramsha, it’s 4.30 am. You asked me to wake you up because you needed to research.”
“Aaan? Yeah, yeah. Bas 5 minutes aur”
“Ramsha, it’s 5. Please wake up. You had to research, remember?”
“Yeahh. 5 more minutes, please”
“Ramsha, it’s 5.30. You needed to research.”
“Yes. I have to research. Just 5 more minutes.”
“Ramsha, it’s 6. Wake up!”
“Yes, yes, yes” *dozes off again*
…….

“Wastiiiii. It’s 8. We are heading out”
“FUDGE. I HAD TO RESEARCH. DARN. BATOOOOOL, WAKE UP. Both of us needed to research” *Teary eyed*

Well, do you guys have any idea who the patient and consistent lady in the aforementioned conversation is? I am sure you don’t. These dialogues come straight from the LUMUN Pensieve (Yes, I am a potterhead. A proud one, that is). I am going to leave some clues here and there and if, by the end, you are still not able to guess the name, then I am almost sure that you are not a student of The City School, PAF Chapter A-levels’ Section.

So here you go:

Clue #1: So what exactly is creativity? This person is the epitome of the word. You don’t believe me? I bet you haven’t met her, yet.

Clue #2: Feeling like a celebrity and an accomplished one? I am sure she has featured you on the blog.

Clue #3: Got chocolates for merely liking and commenting on the blog posts? Well, she likes to appreciate people. Her motto is
“to MOTIVATE people. And RECOGNISE them for the AWESOME work they have done”

Clue #4: Have you heard the word ‘awesome’ several times today? You must have been around her for the most part.

Clue #5: Feeling low and peevish? Go to this lady and she would lift up your spirits because she is a staunch believer of this quote by Lance Armstrong: “Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.”

Clue #6: Reading is fun now, isn’t it? Well, the credit goes to this lady and her team, of course.

Clue #7: Who gets happy when she is given a band, a piece of chalk, or a mere paint brush? It’s most definitely her.

Clue #8: In such dark times when you are hopeless and at the verge of giving up, who is there to let you “know that we're not powerless and that not doing anything does not mean that we do not have the power to do it”? Yes, I think the name you are about to utter is right! ;)

Clue #9: So who’s bookscolorsquotesbandsaholic? Yes, she is just as weird as the word I just created! ^_^

Guys, I think I have provided you with sufficient clues. As they say, ‘even one hint is enough for a wise person’.

Purpose of this post:
1. To recognize the person who recognizes us all the time.
2. To thank the lady who leaves smiles on our faces time and time again.

And in closing...

Lubaina Awesome Ehsan.

‘Cause she is the EHSAN ...and she is AWWWWESOOOME’ *Miz Style* (Yes, I love wrestling as well)

Baad-e-Dafan

Sarwan Rahu
A1G1

Brother Hamza Khatri, I didn't know you but while everyone was mourning for you, I realized you must have been a great person. That moment I made up my mind that I must write something for you.

Arre logo! Ro kar meri rooh ko satao mat,
''Sabar rakhiye'' meri maa ko ye likho khat.

Ama! is tarha gum se kyu ho rahi ho nadhaal?
Tumhare ladle ka khuda khud rakh raha hai khayal.

Kash insaan jan le baad-e-maut ki hakeekat,
Dunya sirf ek tamasha hai aur yahee hai asliat.

Main chala gaya to kia ghum? Tumne bhi to ana hai,
Kyun ke Dunya arzee aur qabar aslee thhika hai.

Khoon se jab hua main laal to khud se kia ek sawaal, 
Kash mazid sajdo me guzarte ye mahine aur ye saal.

Baad-e-Dafan jab farishte kar rahe hain sawaal,
Bare fakhar se pesh kar raha hu main apne Ahmaal.

Jab zinda tha to anjaam se lagta tha dar,
ab khuda bhi kahe to! kabhi jau na laot kar.

Dedicated to our fellow Pafian, Hamza Khatri.
May his soul rest in peace.

People die, personalities don't.
Forever in our hearts and prayers.

Unbearable

 Bushra Shakil
 A1S4

This poem has been written in view of the present situation of Pakistan, especially Karachi. To sit and watch what is going on, like we are a lifeless statue, is the sign that we are quite useless and selfish. It is excruciating to hear about the deaths of hundreds of innocent people, at the hands of such barbarians, who are not even able enough to be called humans, let alone Muslims! It IS unbearable now and it is high time that we take some visible action. We can not, of course, follow the path of those murderers, but then using the pen is a kind of Jihad and if we do not even raise our voice this way then we come under the category of the people who have the weakest 'Eeman'.

Source: Internet

It started off with crimes a few,
Then slowly and gradually the bar grew,
Still, hardly any heed was paid...
So it's turned into open war, these days,
And it's intolerable, unbearable now!
We've heard all of it, time and again,
But it never caused such severe pain,
Beause who cares, when they are fine...
But it's moving closer, creeping towards us
And it's intolerable, unbearable now!
The news we watch, with hand on hand,
Paralyzed with fear, no voice we raise!
But why not fight, when die we shall?
Either dormant or while taking action,
So use thy pens or stand against it,
Because it's intolerable, unbearable now!

Life is after Death

Usman Baig
A1C2

It’s surprising how a man takes birth,
when he knows he has to go one day.
So close he gets with the people around,
but in a second, he departs away.

Leaving them alone, weeping and astounded,
making them drown in the world of sorrow.
The one, who was there to make us smile yesterday,
will not be there with us tomorrow.

Life is a liability, kept with us by God,
and He is the rightful owner, who shall take it away.
As the Hereafter is where we belong,
and this earth is a mere waiting place, not meant for the eternal stay.

Value this life, cherish its presence,
be the best you can, till the last breath.
As this life is a test, be right and just,
because every soul shall have a taste death.

If You Truly Love Hamza Khatri

Syeda Ramsha Wasti. 

A2C2

We have been grieving since Saturday because we have lost our beloved friend, Hamza Khatri. But it’s about time we took some practical steps that would actually help make Hamza’s soul rest in peace:

1. Visit his parents on alternate days. We can make up an entire schedule regarding who is to visit when. But don’t sit for long and instead of just going there, we need to make sure we fulfill Hamza’s responsibilities of a son. His mother’s exact words: 'Mujhey tum logoun kay aanay say taqwiyat aati ha'.

2. Make sure you remember them on festivals. Ask them what Hamza used to do for them and then try to do the same. Remember, people only visit your place for the first Eid-ul-Fitr and Eid-ul-Adha after death. But, they forget all about you at the later Eids. Speaking from personal experience, when my brother died, everybody was there to support us on the Eids of the first year, but nobody even bothered to ask how we were doing last year which was the second year.

3. Help them while they are grieving. Here are some of the steps that I read somewhere:

 -Listen to the bereaved person with compassion. Be a good listener. Don’t talk much, but listen.

 -Offer practical assistance (Be the one who takes the initiative)There are many practical ways you can help a grieving person. You can offer to: 

§  Drive him or her wherever he or she needs to go

§  Take care of housework.

§  Go with them to a support group meeting

§  Accompany them on a walk

§  Take them to lunch

§  Share an enjoyable activity (game, puzzle, art project)

§  Shop for groceries or run errands

§  Drop off a casserole or other type of food

These are just a few examples. Don’t just rely on them. Offer assistance in whichever way you can!

- Provide ONGOING support

o    Continue your support over the long haul

o    Don’t make assumptions based on outward appearances: The bereaved person may look fine on the outside, while inside he or she is suffering. Avoid saying things like “You are so strong” or “You look so well.” This puts pressure on the person to keep up appearances and to hide his or her true feelings.

o    Be sensitive to the fact that the pain of bereavement may never fully heal.

o    Offer extra support on special days

4. Football team, make sure you win every single match for Hamza Khatri, our beloved friend. A few years from now, I want Chapter to be the first school to pop up in people’s mind whenever they hear, think, or talk about football. What’s the purpose of this? Well, Hamza was a guy who used to breathe, eat, and sleep football. So let’s make him proud!

Oh and don’t forget to bring Rs. 200 by tomorrow for the shirt which has been designed in the memory of Hamza Khatri. Let’s support our football team emotionally in this hour of need.

5. Try and improve the condition of the government hospitals. Visit these if you can and try to work with them to improve the health conditions of the entire country:
http://www.ngos.com.pk/health/health_ngos_pakistan.htm.

For those of you who think that you can’t make a difference on an individual basis, please put this thought aside for a minute and actually try to do something. If the Outreach Society can improve massively over a year and bring a change in so many lives, then a student body of 700+ students surely can as well.

And let me quote Hamza’s mom here:
‘Ramsha, meray upper aik ihsaan karo. Tum loug tou abhi young hou tou please in government hospitals ka haal sahi karnay ki koshish karo’. I just can’t get these words off my head!

Also, blood donations would help. We would be having a blood drive in school on Thursday. Please take part in that actively!

6. Arrange awareness campaigns regarding safe driving. Read safety rules for once because it’s better to be safe than sorry. Wearing seat belts and driving at a stable pace won’t hurt you. Write articles regarding safety, the much needed Community Service that we all should involve ourselves in; play your role as an individual of the community.

7. Most importantly, pray for him. Pray as much as you can because only our prayers can help Hamza at this point in time. May God grant him with Jannat-ul-Firdous. May we keep on praying for him and our prayers earn him the high ranks in Jannah! Ameen.

8. Furthermore, when I talked to Aunty, she told me that she would love to join Dars-o-Tadrees. So if you guys know some good religious institutions, then please do not hesitate to put them down in the comments. It would keep her busy.

9. Lastly, crying is the best way to let it all out and minimize the depression. So, cry whenever you want to, but don’t JUST cry. Remember that anybody can cry, but only a few people can actually make a difference.

10. There are several other ways you can help. Be creative, and do whatever you possibly can. Play your part. We consider Chapter a family, right? Well, this is the time to prove that. I will try my best to prove this, will you?   

Chapter is a Family.

Untitled

 Hiba Khan
A1G1

Life is transitory and unpredictable. One moment you are the happiest person alive and the next you are just sitting in a corner all by yourself wishing to be with someone you dearly love. Family, friends, and everyone close to you mean the world. To bear with their loss is one of the worst feelings one can conceive. Death is silent. It comes to us like a shadow and embraces us within, without giving us the chance to say, ‘No, not yet.’

No one plans the future except the Almighty. Saying or doing anything for the future never helps because you never know what comes around. We think about how things matter and what could be done to make the future worth living for. How would you feel if you had no future? If you were to die and all you wished for was just one more day, one more hour, or even just another minute to tell someone how much they mean to you. You wouldn't even get that. Death and time wait for none. We don’t choose to live. But all we can do is pray that we live long enough to see our dreams come true, make our parents proud, achieve even the tiniest bit of honour which we can. Being happy is the first key to success.

And who cares if we can’t beat death? We can at least make our life worth remembering. Mark down our names in gold so that everyone who hears it can say, ‘Oh yes, that person was one of the best people I have known’. Life is too short to hold grudges against one another. So go say sorry to the friends you don’t speak to anymore, tell your mum you love the way she scolds you, be nice to you brother or sister just because you can never do without them. Because you never know when this chance is snatched away leaving behind only memories.

Hamza Khatri, I did not know you personally, but I am sure you were an amazing person. I am sure your parents will be proud that they had a son like you. And who says you have left? You will always live in each and every person’s heart who knew you. I know you are smiling at us from the heavens above, thinking of how many people care about you, you'll live in our hearts forever. Rest in Peace brother. 

إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ

To Allah we Belong and to Him we Return

Hamza Khatri: 1994-10 March 2013

Featured Pafian 1.7 Part 2

Interviewee: Mariyam Khanani
Interviewer: Lubaina Ehsan

Q1. Describe your passion for photography in three words.
Ans1. Zealous, enthusiastic and never-ending fun!

Q2. The quote of 'Monkey with a DSLR'. What's your take on that as a photographer?

Ans2. It is true that every person with a DSLR thinks themselves as a photographer, but to me the remark of being a ‘monkey’ is just by the people for those who roam around with a DSLR for public approval. Photography is what I do for my own happiness, it is one of my hobbies, and not to get into the Public’s eye.

Q3. Being a PAFMUN 2013 Photographer. How was the feeling?

It was a great feeling to be the photographer at PAFMUN 2013… We learned a lot... Although it was a bit tiring but over all I had a great and memorable time.

Interviewee: Zain Azeem
Interviewer: Lubaina Ehsan

Q1. Why Photography?

Photography… Mhmm. Well, for most of the people it’s just a way to gather some crowd or maybe some likes on their photography page or attention, in fact people did assume that I am one of them as well. Now, comes the question that why photography? Well, it isn’t just me but my whole family is pretty crazy about photography, my dad loved it and my brother loved it too. So, the interest of capturing memorable moments developed in me as well... Although, I’m not a pretty good photographer and I accept that I’m just in the process of learning and that every event like PAFMUN 2013 or LUMS PsiFi is just an opportunity to learn and discover more. I’m thankful to Osama Khalil and Jehanzeb Raza Husain who are always there to correct me and teach me the basic essence of photography.

Q2. How does it feel when people call out 'meri bhi tasveer, meri bhiiii'?

Hahahaha. That’s the most interesting part of it. Damn, it feels amazing when someone is like "yaar bhai eik tasveer hojai"

Q3. What was your best moment at PAFMUN 2013 as a photographer?

The best moment about PAFMUN 2013 was when I along with Nida, Zohaib (Our beloved head of the creative department), Murad and Fahad were taking interviews for PAFMUN Closing Ceremony’s short video.

Interviewee: Waleed Ghani
Interviewer: Ayesha S. Zubairi

1. Do you regret now being on the other side of the camera?

 No. I get to capture people and their expressions at different moments and love it when they appreciate my work. It makes me proud when I am praised and known well for my photography. I try to be creative and love doing it every time at different occasions. I don’t regret being on the other side because I am lucky to have friends who are also fond of taking pictures and capture me.2. Describe the feeling when random girls run after you to get their pictures taken?

 Haha. Who doesn’t love being followed by girls. It’s fun to hear girls shouting my name in the huge corridor and saying 'Waleed, ek picture please.'

3. What made PAFMUN'13 special for you?

Okay, So Pafmun 2013. A tiring yet amazing experience. It was my first official chance to prove my love for photography. Those four days are undoubtedly unforgettable. I certainly became one of the most important persons in those days. "Waleed,picture please!" were the words i heard the most. A lot of girls screaming and asking for pictures. It was fun! Haha. Jokes apart, it wasn't an easy event to cover. And ofcourse without the inspiration i get from Shan, the instructions from Zohaib and the support from Babar it wouldnt have been possible. A lot of hurdles had to be crossed and by the grace of Allah, i was able to tackle all of them PAFMUN was LOVE. 

 Interviewee: Jawad Ashraf

Interviewer: Ayesha S. Zubairi


1. Rate your PAFMUN experience?

It was an AWESOME experience. Had lot of fun capturing the amazing moments of PAFMUN. The committee sessions and the social events were very entertaining. I aslo learnt a lot and it helped to improve my photography skills.

2. How does it feel when people around you upload pictures with your watermark on them?

Its a great pleasure when people upload my pics and its an honour when my work is appreciated. My friend got crazy the way i covered the event. They were like "Oye Hunter, chah gya tu toh". I felt like flying.

3. If you could go back to PAFMUN, what one moment would you want to capture or recapture differently?

3) That would be Go-Aish Park. I wasnt able to have good shots, as I took the wrong lens with me. I didnt know the the lightning would be so awful. Otherwise the MUN shots were perfect.