Kabhi jo ankh khulti thi
Koi ghm na hota tha
Rubber vali nayi pencil
Yhi me khaab prota tha!
S3h. NUST. These words will always hold a special place in the rest of my life, Tess. Like GCCK does. GCCK was a trauma when I did not know the word Trauma. NUST, a trauma I knew I was living. Seems pessimist eh…
I am sorry but .. life is pessimist for the have-nots. But today, I want to focus on what positive that emerged from these negatives. Party, and joining the party being the primary positive thing that happened while in NUST, although ironically, that in itself is banned by NUST’s administration. But say, we won’t focus on negative today.
Then people. Acquaintances. Good and bad, both. I listened to them say and saw them do. Both those who kept their words and those who didn’t. It was an unforgettable experience, these 4 years. I will graduate in 2 months. This seems like the thoughts someone has while bowing out infront of those 4 years of lively laughters and tearing tears. You would be lucky, if you were alive and studied in NUST.
It was a bubble, a comfortable bubble which gives you the illusion of growth just because it’s a “university”. Frankly, academically, I found F.Sc more hard than my degree. There was not a real studying challenge in here but lifewise, huge. When I came, I remember being this easily intimidated, insecure, uncomfortable little thing with ambitions and fears. Ambitions and fears that I didn’t know were actually even there, but they were. Now, I know these to a little extent. I know I would have loved CS too. Not saying I love journalism any less but, due to strictly economic reasons, I would have preferred CS over Mass Communication. I would not have missed any experience if given a choice, for every single of them nudged and pushed me to where I am today. A much much better place than where I was when I enrolled. And you know the cap, Tess? Mom said it! She said yesterday, on a phone call, how I have changed so much in the last two years (joining university), in the last year (the thing we don’t talk about), in the last 6 months (party’s influence), and then in the last month (job). I …. like it. I like me.
Ok, enough. Kuch ni kia aj Sara din. Kuch nai, right. I went to library but there too, studied that Coursera thing for only about 1 pomo, then switched to browsing internet randomly and watching movies and stuff. I watched Persepolis, an Iranian animated movie. Hugely good animations. Then I installed, used and uninstalled Sidekick browser. I reverted clickup back to free mode because I’m not using it as much as I had hoped to. Honestly, these last few weeks, I have been using simple Google Suite. Google Notes, Tasks, Reminders, Calendar, Drive and all. I mean they have their flaws but so does Clickup, now. Clickup 3.0 (the one rolling with customizable home + AI assistant) is simply not arriving even though they did that unveiling event in January, ig. What’s the point of unveiling something if you aren’t gonna give it for use, huh? The helpline said it’ll roll out by June. I’m not waiting that long. Then there’s the main issue in Clickup, Speed. It’s slower on both Linux and Android, than Google Suite. So, after doing Todoist, Notion, Obsidian and then Clickup, I am back to Google baby. Google does take away all my privacy, but that’s something I haven’t cared about like most people. Today while scrolling through my dashboard (how much time did you spend in the day on what app/site), Google even showed me pornhub. I don’t even use incognito mode now. I think I should stop (writing).
So, aj Kuch ni Kya. Suba mess b ni Kya. Rat ko dinner b ni Kya. Library ja k 40 minute Kam Kya. Bs.
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