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#djuiceMMF gives new life to Lahore!

7 May

30th of April, 2016 is a date that the youth of Lahore will remember for a long time, for on this fine Saturday evening, hundreds of Lahoris gathered just to basically have some fun.

Yes, this is about the much talked about event called the djuice Mango Musik Festival. djuice Pakistan is a telco brand that focuses on the empowerment of youth and provides them with exciting new entertainment and lifestyle opportunities. One such initiative by djuice Pakistan was the djuice Mango Musik Festival.


The one of its kind musical night featured well known DJs from Germany and Pakistan. Matthias Meyer, Luna City Express and Jesse Maverick flew in exclusively to bring some life to the party. The local talent included Fawad Khan, Bilal Brohi, Faisal Baig, Talha Humayun and Fuzzy Nocturnal.

The massive projection display, which was home to the DJs, was one of the highlights of the event. It surely looked like an event that could take place in any part of the world without changing anything. There is no denying that the dance floors, the VIP lounges and the security were top class.


The djuice Mango Musik Festival was the union of technology, music and the digital lifestyle. There were large SMD screens all around that displayed tweets posted by the crowd with the hashtag #djuiceMMF. Moreover, there was free djuice internet for everyone at the venue, which allowed people to share updates on social media in real time.

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The fireworks during the DJs’ performances were a plus. These performances were followed by an air show with planes giving out giveaways. It seemed like there was no end to this amazing night.

The festival started around 8PM but went to go on till 8AM, which is the first of its kind in Pakistan. The passion and energy of the audience came as a pleasant surprise and indicated that the event was a massive success.


Nestlé Educates the Public on Infant Nutrition

1 Nov

When large corporations such as Nestlé hold public events, one generally expects them to be a product launch ceremony. That is why when Nestlé invited bloggers from Lahore on 17th of October for an event that was more of an awareness session, I was met by surprise. No Nestlé products were put on display, neither did any of the organizers or the speakers encourage the audience to buy certain Nestlé products.

Titled “Start Healthy, Stay Healthy: #First1000Days,” the event organized by The Digital Factory presented the general public with an opportunity to learn about infant nutrition, from the child’s first day in his/her mother’s womb. It was emphasized that a child’s basic nutrition starts before being officially born.


Dr. Huma Fahim, who is Nestlé Pakistan’s medical adviser, and Shah Majeeb-ud-Din, the company’s country compliance manager, explained several things about the role of a mother in a child’s early growth, strongly emphasizing on the point that breast milk is the best food for the babies. Besides strengthening their immune system, it also helps in developing strong bones among other things. Scientists and nutritionists all over the world recognize the significance of breast milk in a child’s early growth. It was further discussed how the traditional lifestyle of Pakistani mothers adversely affects their children, adding that the average height of Pakistanis has fallen by four inches in the last four decades. Meanwhile, obesity has also increased by alarming levels, with Pakistanis now being the 9th most obese nation in the world.

Attendees pose for a group photo.

Attendees pose for a group photo.

The presentations were followed by an interactive Q&A session during which several myths were discussed (and discarded) and other queries by bloggers were answered by Dr. Huma.

Overall, the event was a success and it showed Nestlé’s dedication towards making a positive contribution in the society by educating the public about basic things we often do not pay attention to.

Pakistani Drivers: The Good, the Bad, and the Rampant

22 Aug

What does first come to your mind when you hear Pakistan’s name, the awe-inspiring 1990s or the helplessness of 21st century; the patriotism-inducing tune of National Anthem or the deafening noise of a gunshot; the melody of a Vital Signs’ song or the mediocrity of Bilal Khan’s lyrics? Each of us has a different perception. Some are optimists; others, excessively pessimistic realists. Everyone is playing a role, but in the end, it all comes down to effectiveness. Anyone can be a baker, but not every baker knows what exactly is the proportionate amount of icing on a cake. Anyone can be a blogger, but not every blogger knows how to write an essay that is reader-friendly. Similarly, anyone can drive, but not every driver remembers (or abides by) the traffic rules.



When I try to come up with the perfect definition of a Pakistani driver, my mind splits into different directions; it gets me confused with contradicting opinions. Some tales are better left untold, and some activities are better left undefined. But then again, I’m a person who doesn’t give up so easy. So what if I can’t really define a Pakistani driver? I can always write a detailed, pointless (or maybe not) blog post.

1. Bald Uncles

These bald law-abiding uncles think that they actually follow the rules, but in reality, they too have their oh-come-on-there-is-no-other-way-than-to-drive-on-the-wrong-side moments. Yes, my dad is 50% bald (I’m good at measuring baldness) and he does that too sometimes. But he is my dad so I must have a biased opinion about him. I’ll criticize the rest of the men instead. Just make sure never to overtake a bald man, especially when you’re on a busy intersection, or you are sure to be declared as na maaqool new generation.

2. Women

I think I should probably dedicate an entire blog post to how much beauty do the women add to our roads, but I’m afraid I’ll be declared a sexist and no man will ever marry his daughter to me for that, considering how wildly popular I already am. (I went for an exam yesterday and some student there recognized me from Twitter.)

I think women need to realise that roads are for driving, not for fooling around, changing lanes as they please because the other lane smells like kitchen. (I know I’m generalizing here, but I don’t really mean offense to anyone. This blog post is meant only for humourous purposes.)

No wonder you're a woman. No wonder.

No wonder you're a woman. No wonder.

I have an aunt who just cannot drive with her shoes on. She always takes off her shoes before driving, and sets herself in a position as if the steering wheel is a plate of gol gappay, being careful that the chutney doesn’t stain her clothes. Yes, this is a true story, in case you’re wondering.

3. Teenagers

“Dad, I promise I won’t drive faster than 50 km/h.”
*speeds up to almost 80 km/h on Ferozpur Road later, ending up hitting his car to a roadside dahi bhallay vendor*

You can never take out the rage, that feeling of intensity from a teenager’s mind. When a teenager touches the steering wheel, he knows that the world is in the grip of his hands (even though in reality, it’s a bullshit concept for every driver). He doesn’t care what on Earth is he on about; he just wants to achieve his new personal best, in terms of speed. (Confession: My personal best is around 115 km/h, and that too on Hyderabad’s narrow streets.) If the car that just overtook you reminds you of your Grand Theft Auto missions, there is almost a 90% chance that a teenager is driving it. Teenagers also prefer insanely loud music in their cars, which mostly is some mediocre hip-hop music that they think makes them cool.

4. Green Registration Plates

A green registration plate indicates a government-owned vehicle. Here in Pakistan, you are immune to all traffic laws if the vehicle you’re driving has a green registration plate. You can take u-turns on a one-way street, break stop-lights as you please, or even drive in reverse (unless you don’t want to look retarded). The drivers of these vehicles are mostly rampant, and the roads are a playground for them. You can’t use the one-liner “Tere baap ka road hai?” (Translation: Is it your daddy’s road?) on them, and I believe you can figure out the reason yourself.

5. Life is a Tortoise Race

Some drivers seem to be over-influenced by their kindergarten experience. I can’t think of any other reason why they drive so slow (other than that they might be talking on phone). Well, I don’t mind as long as you are driving slow and leaving me space to overtake you, but if you are driving slow and not leaving any space for me to pass, I simply hate you.

6. Your Road is My Parking Lot

The biggest issue that Pakistan’s highly mismanaged roads face is that half of them are covered by parked vehicles, even when there is a No Parking sign. Some people are lucky enough to get their cars attacked by the forklifts but mostly you’ll see helpless traffic wardens trying their best to manage the traffic on what is the remaining part of the road. In rare cases, I have seen people parking their cars in the middle of nowhere as if they’ve run out of fuel or just got bored while driving so they decided to have a casual walk around the market.

7. Five Seconds Remaining? GO!

Almost every Pakistani driver possesses this quality, except me because I’m scared of the cops. If you are waiting for the green light to show up and there are still 10 seconds to go, don’t be surprised by the people who already start moving their cars slowly past the zebra crossing. When there are five seconds remaining, they’ll push their accelerators full, because that’s how they roll. These are the very same people who are responsible for most of the heaviest traffic jams on busy intersections.

By now, you might be thinking that I missed out the motorcyclists (and rickshaws). But I believe they are an entirely different topic. I’ll write a separate blog post dedicated to their mad skills.



I didn’t cover bus and truck drivers because I think they’re cool.

Dear Imran Khan, You Clearly Nailed It!

15 Aug

Lahore never disappoints,” said Alam, as he searched for actual fruits from his cup of Fruit Trifle, at dinner last night.

Alam's Fruit Trifle was fruitless

Alam's Fruit Trifle was fruitless

It’s not even been a month since I moved to Lahore, and it already feels like I have always somewhat been related to this city. Lahore gives me space to breathe, to take my imagination far beyond the limits (and come up with an evil plan to invade Russia… errr… and maybe, maybe Britain too). When one roams around the city, it seems like an endless drive. By now, you might be wondering what the heck has Imran Khan got to do with all of this. Well, practically, nothing. I only wanted to write an introductory paragraph about Lahore, actually. Let’s come to the real thing now.

Yesterday, it was Pakistan’s 65th Independence Day. (Now you might come up with an argument, saying it was 64th. But no, you need to get your logic straight. You already know the facts. Oh well!) We have come a long way since 1947; from government offices in tents, to huge ‘multi-million-dollar’ structures built for nothing but indoor corruption games (which might even involve Cricket sometimes, i.e., Ijaz Butt and company). But there still exist lots of people like you and me, who aren’t there only to watch and let things happen. One such person, is Imran Khan.

Gotta admire Ijaz Butt. He's older than Pakistan itself.

Gotta admire Ijaz Butt. He's older than Pakistan itself.

Now, a lot of people would bring in arguments here too, criticizing Imran Khan’s anti-extremism policies, his political campaigns, etc. But we aren’t exactly discussing politics here. We are discussing humanity.

Imran Khan has already done more than his part for this nation,” emphasized Miss Naila, as she wrapped up her presentation on Shaukat Khanum Memorial Cancer Hospital’s progress, leaving the Lahori bloggers inspired, motivated.

Imran Khan, world's hottest man since 1992.

Imran Khan, world's hottest man since 1992.

Shaukat Khanum Memorial Cancer Hospital (SKMCH) is a living example that anything can be done when one dedicates oneself for a cause; an example of overflowing love for one’s country and nation.

Yesterday, Badar Khushnood from Google, organized a meetup for Lahori bloggers at SKMCH. As you enter the hospital’s limits, you can clearly notice that it’s not just another conventional Pakistani hospital. The finely designed structure of the building captures your attention at the first glance. When you get inside the building, it gets even better.

Now let me be honest here. I had an impression that I would get to see patients lying around the hospital’s floors, with a dejected look on their faces, unmaintained corridors (and dirty nurses). But the actual case was the opposite. I was highly impressed by the level of maintenance of the hospital, and the eloquence of staff (and air conditioning that left me shivering). Unfortunately, I forgot to take my camera along with me, or I would have shared lots of interesting pictures of the interior (hospital’s interior, that is).

We were given a tour of the hospital and its facilities. A representative informed us that everything is done on computers, that a doctor logs every single information about a patient on a computerized network. Another impressive feature is that there are no means of finding out whether a person is paying for his/her treatment or is being sponsored by the hospital and charities (unless you’re a good judge), so every patient is equally treated. Some of us also brought gifts for the cancer patients.

While we were being given a presentation. Photo copyrights, Haris Nadeem.

While we were being given a presentation. Photo copyrights, Haris Nadeem. (I'm the one with striped shirt and dark blue jeans, sitting alone in the second row.)

Later, we gathered inside a classroom where we were given a presentation on SKMCH’s progress, ever since its inception. Running a cancer treatment hospital in a country like Pakistan is certainly a remarkable achievement. According to the figures shown to us by Miss Naila, the institute covers 51% of all its costs, as of now, and the rest relies on donations and Zakaat. We didn’t get to see the figures in detail because we only had time till Iftaar (and everyone was starving). Some smiles were passed, some opinions shared, some points raised, some Samosas eaten; overall, it was an inspirational experience to hang out with Lahori bloggers at SKMCH. Every reader is highly encouraged to donate as much as possible, to help treat the cancer patients.

Pakistan? Isn’t it a freakin’ desert?

12 Nov

Yeah right! And USA is a freakin’ ocean.

Seriously, I’m sick of people on the internet talking of their ideas about Pakistan. They think that it’s a freakin’ desert where women don’t go out of their houses and men wander like retards. I blame the media for portraying such a bad image of our country. While, I do not disagree that Pakistan is immensely messed up, but let me make it clear that I’m not posting this blog from a (freakin’) desert.

Now, some fools will say, “prove it!”

Here is the (freakin’) proof:

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