halloween was celebrated at deja vu on october 31st. like every year, everyone had a ball dressing up for the event. special mention must be given to asim (hall manager) whose been with us since the begining and who is a genius at dressing up and acting his role. flashback to last year and asim was ac
ting as a possessed faqeer (begger), who sat right in the middle of the hallway, asked whoever passed by for money and mumbled to himself a lot. he was an instant hit and people attending last years halloween called us up and inquired whether asim would assume a character this year. this halloween, an incident happened which reinstated his ability to dress up and act a role other then off himself. also, we learnt how to handle our first halloween 'situation'.for halloween '06, asim was dressed as a mad butcher. he'd either run after customers with a large knife or would sit in one corner and chop at, what appeared to be, bits and pieces of meat while eyeing everyone around him. customers came, screamed and then laughed and kept laughing when they eventually left. however, asim had the unfortunate luck of jumping from behind the door at a woman entering the restuarant, who took one look at him and fainted...
...henceforth halloween '06 will be always be remembered as the year a woman fainted at deja vu.
what most people will not tell you is that if you want to be a successful journalist, you'll have to work like a dog. you'll have to meet impossible deadlines, commute to all kinds of places good and bad, meet all kinds of people, keep a record of everything and then write about it. sometimes you'd be working day and night both. you dont have to, but then you wouldnt be all that in demand later on. infact, to be a successful anything, you'll have to work like a dog (at first).
i met insiya after the longest time. we met occasionally now and then at events and exchanged hurried conversations (our g-chat convos are a lot better) but hadn't sat down and 'talked' face2face in a loong time. the last such conversation we'd had was when... i was at city fm89. now before i get all sentimental and start talking about the chai parathas etc i'll try to get to the point. before an interview she had squeezed in for me, sitting in the lobby of a popular hotel in karachi, we talked. and we brainstormed. and exchanged current-gossip and what not. and made plans (entailing world domination of course). they probably wont work out, but what the hell, they sound good :P
also, you dont have to be a humongous fan of someone's music in order to like the people that they are. and that doesn't prevent you from having a relatively good conversation with them.
with the weekend that followed and the pressures of catching up to one's own scheduled events/interviews to my numerous freak-outs because one nagging detail of a certain interview hadn't been covered because of... well, i wont say at the moment, but will make it sure it doesn't happen again. with reaching a point (several times) at which i thought i'd start stealing my mum's bp pills or explode with a volatile mixture of anger + frustration + nervousness + worry, i had her telling me it'll work out and that she'll "think of something".
which in itself was amazing considering that she had her own pressures /deadlines /moments-of-extreme-panicking to deal with. but it's always nice to have someone, at the end of the day, tell you that it'll all be alright. because essentially, thats what keeps us going, no?
ps: photos will be uploaded soon.
