Saturday, March 29, 2008
Military Exercise day..
March, 2008, it was another scary day. This morning Military was checking Mortar range (Military exercise) and I heard the explosive sounds , I shit in myself and ran into the bunker. What a freaking day is it! Almost I feel that I was closer to die but I am alive. Thank god!. This life sucks and once I leave this job I may need physic counseling. People around me start calling scary Tukki (cherry, HR girl). Any way I was trying to forget all and gaining confidence day by day.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Panic day in Iraq !
Yesterday morning the place which I stationed was under attack (Iraq) thru Indirect Fire by terrorists/insurgents, some of the rockets exploded in the vicinity of our area where I work and stay in. By viewing and experiencing those explosions the scariness embraced me and hunts for a days. Few of my colleges (Gul & Adnan) scared along with me; subsequently we consoled each other and prayed to God to establish peace and security in this place. As happening this incident I decided not to be panic and should be brave, but from somewhere of my mind the scariness hunts and embracing me. I decided to fight against scariness and destroy cowardice from me and surely I will fight and demolish it from me. I am praying god to give me a strength and bravery to fight against it and make me a successful man.
I love my job (poem)
I love my Job!
I love my job, I love my pay!
I love it more and more each day!
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss and all the rest!
I love my office and its location; I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell, there’s nothing else I love so well!
I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software!
I hug it often though it won’t care; I love each program and every file.
I’d love them more if they worked a while.
I’m happy to be here, I am I am!
I’m the happiest slave of the firm, I am!
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job, I’ll say it again – I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who’ve come today!
In clean white coats to take me away!!!
I love my job, I love my pay!
I love it more and more each day!
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss and all the rest!
I love my office and its location; I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell, there’s nothing else I love so well!
I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software!
I hug it often though it won’t care; I love each program and every file.
I’d love them more if they worked a while.
I’m happy to be here, I am I am!
I’m the happiest slave of the firm, I am!
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job, I’ll say it again – I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who’ve come today!
In clean white coats to take me away!!!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
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