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I am not in a University or a school, those days are long gone. Educational institutions are the usual places where hormonal teenagers, participate in the one-day festival and interact with one another on this day. A boy will come up to you with a rose, or a girl might give a boy one heart shaped chocolate. Sure, this used to happen a lot when I was younger and in school. It increased in intensity in University; people started dressing up for this day and gave their crushes or lovers elaborate gifts. Growing up in a house with a father who was not so strict in my upbringing and a mother who was, I knew what Valentine's Day was and that I should not indulge in the activities. I was tolerant; I did not bad mouth people who participated in it, or even those who wished me - but I never wished anyone or gifted anything to anyone. My mother always stated religious reasons and while younger, I did keep those reasons in mind, to not celebrate this day. As I grew up and my mind developed...

When I read the word “human beings”, one word amongst others comes to my mind; it’s “selfishness”. Like it or not, we all are selfish; each has his/her own way and his/her different level of being selfish. Part of being human is to be selfish and what counts about that trait is how much you can control applying it into your daily life. Take a herd of Buffaloes for example. When they want to cross the river from one side to another, what they do is form into a herd to protect each other from getting eaten by crocodiles; yes, a lot of them fall victim to the crocodiles, but the fact that they all crossed the river as a group, saved a lot of buffaloes in the herd; which could only imply that in order for a race to survive, each and every individual from that race should be ready to sacrifice. Unfortunately, that isn’t found within human beings. Take them for example, if there are crocodiles in the river and a group of human beings want to cross, I bet you each and every individual wi...

Moon light shining thin and bright, thinner and a little brighter, this change in intensity being caused due to heavy clouds swarming the dark sky. Stars twinkle some here and there, drenched through holes made by the lace of those thick clouds. They don't stay still for even a single moment. The clouds race past my existence, as if they are on for a win and I am looking at these mysteries with transfixed eyes. One moon and this huge sky above my head, what courage does it confine in itself, that it has this desire to lull darkness in it's full cry....alone, in the dark...and yet...since centuries, it's fate unsurpassed, it's desire unfulfilled, and it's achievement.... well it doesn't say, actually, it might doesn't even know, it doesn't even care. Seems as if it's happy in what it does, giving out light, without asking anything in return, anything. And I am watching this extravagant festival of twinkling lights, these shades of blue, moon...

This song 'Kitani Mohabbat Hai' has so many memories associated with it. This is why whenever I hear it, I start crying. This song just reminds me of bad memories that I want to dissociate myself from. Something that happened, it took me 1 whole year to recover from it and it happened when I used to watch the drama, whose title track this song is. This drama makes me emotional and so does this song. Whatever that might have happened, it is always tried to be forgotten; but sometimes a song or some other thing triggers the memory and everything comes rushing back. A song doesn't have to be particularly in the language that you speak, it can be any song that can hold so much meaning for you. You don't even have to understand the lyrics. Only the music is enough to turn on the emotional, sentimental part of your brain. When we hear songs, we hear songs for many reasons. The songs that are newly released, we might hear them for the hype factor. Let's see what this ...

By Aisha Yaqub Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in their mouth. Not everyone is blessed to be part of a family in the middle-class or high-class society. There are many of us who have to struggle in life, to get somewhere; many who have to put in the effort to reach somewhere knocking at their door, in order to move up in life. The film Don’t Stop Believing: Everyman’s Journey is one such movie, which gives out a strong message to the audience. The message is very simple. Hard work and persistence is the key to succeed and make a name for ourselves, many who are waiting for opportunities to come knocking. The film, Don’t Stop Believing: Everyman’s Journey, chronicles an interesting story about a lowly man from Manila, Philippines and his passion of singing; especially singing the band Journey’s songs. Also, the film is about how the band Journey actually found Arnel Pineda and Arnel’s Journey from just singing the covers of Journey’s songs in Manila clubs – as part of...

Well, first of all I would like to say, I hate academic writing. Why I hate academic writing? The style is old and going in to extinction. Whoops? My first paragraph of this article is only one line and it doesn’t even have the ‘thesis statement’ at the end. Yeah. It doesn’t. That is because, this way of starting an essay/article is becoming increasingly rare. You will only find it being used by academic institutions etc. Everyone else has adopted new ways of writing and writing itself, is a very evolved process. It keeps evolving and changing. The way we write and communicate, isn’t a stagnant fixed process. It keeps changing. When you are in school or when you are in University, you are told that an essay has a particular format. It has an introduction, a body and a conclusion. The introduction has the thesis statement at the end and it can’t be more than 4-5 lines. The body should be maximum three paragraphs and we are supposed to restrict our thoughts to just three ‘big’ parag...

One thing that caught the eye at the Gulf Bike Week 2012 Expo was, the dirty odd looking bike being showcased at The Chapter Dubai’s stall. Upon inquiry, the story behind the dirty bike was told, by the owner himself. The bike belongs to Wissam-al-Jayyousi, the founder of ‘Goodwill Journeys’, a charity organization whose target is raising awareness about the suffering and hardships that Palestinians endure daily. As a Palestinian himself, this cause is very dear to his heart. Wissam was present at Gulf Bike Week Expo to promote awareness about ‘Goodwill Journeys’ and his recent trip the ‘Silk Road Journey’ that he undertook using the bike, in order to raise awareness and funds for the PCRF and carry the message of Palestine. He travelled from Dubai to Singapore, passing through countries like Pakistan and Afghanistan, in a specially equipped Harley Davidson. The touring model of Harley Davidson which Wissam used to undertake the journey is fully equipped for life on the road. Electr...