tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9458879065269077432011-07-05T17:58:11.245-07:00'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but rather by the moments that take our breathe away' Anonirshaadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13731161316780908041noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945887906526907743.post-49161395034090889372008-05-21T00:20:00.000-07:002008-05-21T00:23:32.445-07:00

being extremely restless i've moved my blog one last time. terrible for traffic i know, but anyway here is the new addy:irshaadvawda.blogspot.comVisit me there!

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so my frustration with blogger's limitation on customizing options has erupted. in a bid to create a more dynamic, more detailed blog, im moving it!http://irshaadvawda.wordpress.com is the new site - visit it for my all new renovated blog.see u there!

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they say becareful what you wish for. i think i understand why now. in my last rather incoherent post(what else is new) i lamented the demise of a vigoruos discouse amonsgt students. i called on those 'opinionated' people in the student population to stimulate debate and discussion. never did i expect this to happen the very next morning, and in the way that it did.i got to campus in my usual

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As south africa strives desperately to hag on to its graduates, i cannot help but ask a question which has been dancing annoyingly on the edge of my mind for a while now. its an important issue in the circles of higher education in this country. Logic tells us that the few(in relative terms) proffesionals that the country does produce are at the top of their game in many respects if they are so

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to cut a avery long, though exciting tail short, ill just blurt it out to the blogosphere: im the new SRC Media Officer. The official title i must admit does sound a shade glossier than Media Officer - it stands as the 'Media and Publicity Office.'To the business end of things. I am currently writing the proposal for my portfolio for my term of office, and the recurring question in mind is one

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its been a long long while since i last sat down to pen a thought. to borrow an expression typically used by us young indians, i just had 'no lus' to write. Why? i have no inclination. Be that as it may, my absence has come to a abrupt end today, as a result of an interesting incident. cutting a long story short(i will reveal the all juicy details later), i met with prof yunus ballim with wits.

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read morethe long long post you want to hide from the main page

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Just 8 moving parts, easily to strip and clean, amazingly accurate and with an alluring cold beauty – the Russian kalashnikov is an intriguing weapon. Better and more painfully known as the AK-47, the modern's world most deadly rifle turns 60 this year.The Kalashnikov represents a great engineering feat, being both a machine with formidable accuracy, surprising simplicity, and above all,

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It is often said that the spice of life lies in variety, and after attending the 'freedom through music' event which showcased Palestinian musicians and home grown musical talent(including some sublime young jazz artists), i must concur. Life does seem a lot more intriguing than the usual 'shades of grey,' when confronted with the amazing variations of human expression life contains. An ayah of

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Destiny is a matter much debated,much dissected and much explored yet it remains as elusive as ever, and no single mind may set in stone anything pertaining to destiny,except that little which religion has made clear. Thats a nice thing i think, because it means it can add my own, rather twisted, opinion on that fluid topic...The moulding of life, the path your life trudges along, the shape your

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So i have groundbreaking confession to make.....those of you who have the idea you know me, will probably have all those notions rubbished and dispatched with a sense of shock. 2years ago, something happened to me which i still cannot believe at times, something which was to become the beginning of the proof that i am human....very much so...in short, simple language that speaks volumes, i fell

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Warning this is not going to be a short post and neither does it promise to be an easy read. Although it most probably will entertain(due to my characteristic lack of cohesion)the sun sets slowly over le mans....the last gasps of light trickle across the race track of one of the worlds most extra-ordinary sporting events. High performance engineering marvels flirt with disaster as they gleam

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ive got soo many thoughts i wana pen...but these exams! ahhhhhhhhh!

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Heyu! Yes you! Why so down and depressed? That time of the year again huh. Exams got you dredging the floor of depression? Cmon! Its not that bad. I mean think about it, pass or fail, you'll still have a warm bed and family to come back to. Spare a thought for those who don't. Esp in this penetrating cold...about this exam thing, why is it that we have begun to settle for mediocrity? How, on

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How do you weave together the threads of the past with the threads of what you hope will be the future? How do you blend what has been with what you hope will be? In a world of infinite questions and empty answers, a world of complexities and sadness, a place where heart and mind engage in perpetual strife,a world where there are so few certainties....how do you find your purpose?How must you

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I have a line which, I must admit, I often use (to great effect) to win some points when chatting to a potential life partner (fancy and Islamically safe name for potential chic;)). It goes something like this, ‘I’m a lover, not a fighter.’ Yes I know, it may seem a clumsy and cheesy statement to make, but pulled of with the right degree of panache it is remarkably effective. This one-liner is an

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So I spoke at the jamiat youth convention. What was it like? Hmmm. The same, uninteresting, unproductive story. And yes, I am aware that as an official speaker at the convention I should not criticise the event. At least not so heavily. However, in the worlds of the latest virgin mobile advertising campaign, the truth will set you free. So here, ladies and gentlemen is the sad truth.The purpose

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Its that time of the year again, when june exams begin to knock a little more loudly on the door of the conscience. I’m dreading it. There are roughly 3 weeks to the slaughter of exams and I am way way behind with every possible course. To add insult to misery I have 2 gigantic projects due in a week. I suppose the penalty for procrastination must take its toll at some time. And I just happen to

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One of the greatest beauties of life must lie in food. It is simply sacrilegious to consider the wonders of life while ignoring the emotional and fundamental issue of fine food. By fine I am by no means referring exclusively to the kind of cuisine one would find departing from the kitchen of a French or Italian restaurant (it must be stated for the record though, that some of that rather

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The issue of young people, religion, culture and more essentially identity, is one that is by no stretch of imagination a simple one. The mere attempt to engage with the questions surrounding these topics has the potential to dispatch ones mind to realm of insanity. It is quite possible to find oneself (as I sometimes do) cycling through infinite and unproductive loops of thought. Let me just

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Been away for a few rather eventful days and got lots to tell! I sit here and write this in a coffee shop on campus, that is reminiscent of some of the eateries and chill spots one would find in the northern suburbs of the city. We are fortunate to be studying in such luxury. The view from this coffee shop is great, almost a panoramic view showing the university environment (which includes a good

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What is a life without love? Without comfort? Tenderness, companionship, friendship. What is an existence without attachment, an existence without compassion, a life lived by calculation? What is the purpose and point of success, while that success is untouched by the power of human compassion, love. ?Wherein lies the joy of living a life bereft of laughter but decorated with supposed achievement

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Emotion is a gamble. Its like a swamp if you are plagued by negative emotion and like wings if you are inspired by positive ones. The tragedy lies in that, more often than not i find myself being retarded by this swamp. however, every so often , i find myself compelled to drag myself out of the dark and dingy swamp and thrive on the sunlight of the broader wider world. Now is one such time.

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Wits campus newspaper, Vuvuzela is addicted to me, they are like pests sometimes. Always requiring 'comment' or analyses on some or other 'sensitive topic.' ok, i admit love the thrill of dishing out careful and convincing language, but hey, even i get tired of wagging my tongue.Its just like any other muscle you know, mr editor, and it suffers from fatigue.But i've been told, nay, beseeched to

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Ironies in life are very rarely truths that do not pain. The one i have just had the misfortune to be exposed to is not any different. It came in a rather abrupt and rough manner, and has had me thinking and feeling a lot over the last few days. I was sitting with people i know, enjoying one of my usually entertaining conversations, dominating much of the dialogged with funny comments,

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I have a big gripe with the faculty of engineering. They have compelled me to drag myself to campus during what they term, 'the study break.' Obviously they have are devoid of an understanding of the word 'break'. In any case, i have been at a rather empty campus for a number of days now, struggling to work my way through a software development project. It turns out,as it often does, that what i

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An interesting question has got me thinking today. As always there is no straight forward answer, but i believe that its worth casting even a few thoughts in the direction of this question. The question, which i was asked by a pretty interesting person, reads like this: ' what do you consider to be the greatest sign of God?'the answer in essence would be one of opinion, and thats the beauty of

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(Published Vuvuzela,campus newspaper,june 2006...I re-publish it here due to the numerous complaints that my blog hasn't seen any movement in a while. so to keep my readers busy....;))Change is an interesting phenomenon – it is always a challenge to all levels of society. There are people in society that desire change while there are others that resent it because they are too used to their

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(Published MSA Union Mag 2007)I’m astounded. Just that – the tick, so cleverly positioned and illuminated, and instantaneously the Nike brand is recognized and pops onto the minds of everyone around me. No name, or lettering required – just the tick. 'Its all in the marketing,’ someone says.‘How is it,’ I wonder, ‘that big brand names such as Nike slip so effortlessly into our minds? – Into a

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The very being of a person...the substance of what defines him...the essence of who he is, is guarded in the sanctuary that is the heart. Keys to that holy ground are keys that take one deepest into the fabric of the human element.Here there are no illusions, no defences, no screens, no blockages - all is made manifest, in all its glory and shame. Nothing is hidden.And this unrestricted access to

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The map of the world i have on a wall in my bedroom has often provided me with something to marvel at. The world, its shape and layout, an incredible manifestation of God's supreme nature, is a topic which i often find myself musing over. In the last few days a certain country on the map, coloured pink, has caught my eye more times than is normal - Somalia. Situated on the east coast of Africa,

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{Published reporter.co.za 2006}Geogio Armani has previously been on the receiving end of one of my 'burning insults', as sumeone recently put,but this week he brought a smile to my face - a smile of relief. The fashion industry has, since its birth, lived with a huge misconception - so big that it has even proven to be fatal. 'The quest for size zero' has been the second most destructive

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