Random Chusses…

Finally the heat is upon us in the land of the pure. With great heat comes great responsibility. A responsibility to survive, to die another day. 22nd of June, the day it happened, the longest day of the year brought with a heat to remember. The day my friend Chaukas Khan coined the phrase tandoori nights to accurately sum up the situation. This period of 3 months is the best time of the year for the people of the desert plains. The desert heat coupled with unremitting heat make a great combination. Its a period of trial, when their powers of endurance and survival skills are tested beyond limits. In these months of fire its not about living the life, its about survival. Its about going back to your basic instincts, about life and death.

When the sun shines all day, the nights that follow are tandoori nights bringing no respite for those who want to rest. Heat is your only companion dripping from the walls, taking you for a spin. Its all about remembering your loved ones, picturing them in your mind when trying to survive the next hour. The trick is in hour by hour survival. Don’t look beyond the hour. Stock up on lot of water bottles to help ease the pain. At times you may lose all will to survive. You might hear yourself saying what the heck, its all futile. The torture is too much for me to handle. Why don’t I just die and end the misery. For times like these you must stock up on some good memories that will help you through the journey of pain that are the tandoori nights. There will be times when you might think these nights are eternal but you must have faith. Tandoori nights are long but they do end eventually. And when the sun rises, pat yourself on the back. You survived against all odds. You should be proud of your achievement. Take a shower (if you have water i.e. ), wash that stench of the tandoori nights off your body, and go to work. After all, what doesn’t kill you makes you ’stronger’…

So WorldCall launched their USB EVDO thing on 25th May in Lahore. Read all about the packages etc. here. Its supposed to be a pretty nifty service offering ‘broadband Internet’ through a USB. Just the kind of mobility I was looking for. They’re charging 3k as ‘activation fee’ and 1.8k/month for a 512K connection. Not sure if it’ll run on my Linux installation though. Anyway after visiting their shop I found out that its not yet available in Lahore Cantt because the army won’t let them plant any towers here. Maybe asking for a little too much money. So I guess I’ll have to wait until they pay off the khakhis, or maybe I could get this PTCL EVDO. This one also have a USB version…

So the 5th seson of Lost came to a wierd end with the The Incident. An hour and half of craziness ending with Ben finishing off the immortal saviour and protector of the Island, Jacob. Apparently Jacob is some kind of human God or something like that. Anyway what ever happened to ‘the others’. In the 3 years without Ben they’ve become so meek and submissive. They looked like the lost sheep of Moses. Where did the real  others go. Ones that had passion and fire. Those who were raring to break bones and kill without a second thought. Just look at those of 1970s. People like Charles Widmore and Penelope Widmore, shooting people up for no reason, even killing her own son in the process. That guy on the horse that banged up Jack and Kate, he had some passion for his job.

And then Ben’s guys and girls, the way they moved through the jungle, the way they infiltrated and kidnapped the survivors of Flight 815. That was some scary, cold blooded stuff. This is why Ben was such a great leader. Under his leadership they had a purpose. They were the protectors of the Island, serving Jacob.  Ready to do any crazy thing he wanted done. But the three years without Ben has made them so weak and feeble, following ‘John Locke’ like a bunch of puppies. That’s what happens when you lose a leader of Ben’s calibre. That’s why he’s my favourite Lost character. Way to go Ben! If Jacob deserved to die, he deserved to die at your hands.