Archive for January, 2010

Kwik Quote XIX

Posted in Kwik Quotes on January 24, 2010 by Dev!l

“Ice melts when heated , Eyes melt when hated.”

Alexander the Great (356 – 323 BC)


A Long Lost Speech… :P

Posted in Articles on January 17, 2010 by Dev!l

Writer’s Note: The following I always meant to publish with the total incident that took place… that is the along with the whole story of the whole competition but frankly that article was too long and it would well would had been boring for you. Now, since Anas asked for me to upload this I am doing this for him and dedicating well a victory of the past to him :P. Some words may have changed since the original debate got deleted by mistake but its pretty much the same as I delivered. Guess having a good memory has its advantages. Yes, I wrote all of it myself and yes I know it sucks but who cares. 😛 oh and there will be many mistakes… as i said the original got deleted… had to edit the original about 5 times after writing and about 3 times after printing it xD Worked for the team then now have other things to do so guess this speech with its mistakes would suffice. Thank you. 

*closed eyes… muttering something under my breath… a deep breath… followed by a smile and with that I open my eyes* Asslam o Allikum and Good Afternoon honorable judges, respected teachers and my respected colleagues. Ladies and gentlemen the topic of today’s debate is nuclear weapons our saviors or destroyers. I speak of them as our destroyers. Now, ladies and gentlemen I won’t stand here and bore you with the facts as the people before me have already done so and frankly I have no new facts to add. So, I am here to present the human perspective of the topic. For that to happen, I ask you to please close your eyes and imagine. Imagine ladies and gentlemen, a young kid of about age 7 playing in the garden of the suburbs. It’s early in the morning; his mother sits at a distance watching the joy of her life play. The child smiles and waves to his mother. His mother waves back. The child hears something flying overhead. He looks up. There are 3 planes flying overhead in a perfect triangular position. One of those planes drops something… The child impervious of the fact plays on. The object is hurdling towards the ground… 3 2 1… BOOM… Ground Zero. Everyone near ground zero dies instantly… of course they are the lucky ones. How so? Well ladies and gentlemen, imagine that child again… imagine the child being blinded by the nuclear blast… imagine him hearing the scream of agony of his mother as she slowly gives her life away… Imagine that child trying to scream in pain but his vocal chords don’t respond… Imagine debris from the buildings raining from the sky all around him. Imagine if you can ladies and gentlemen the child desperately trying to breathe but his lungs have failed and as he desperately tries to draw his last breath his mind only asks one question… “Why me?” 

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to August 6, 1945; Hiroshima, Japan. Now my respected opponents state that nuclear weapons are our protectors… If they are our protectors then please enlighten me what was the fault of that innocent child? Enlighten me was it his fault that his country decided to wage war? Enlighten me please, why was everything that child cherished, dreamt and loved wiped off in a single moment? ENLIGHTEN ME as for how did that blast protect for from where I stand I see nothing but death, pain and suffering of the highest degree. From where I stand I fail to imagine the suffering of that child… and if you can do that without any regret and pain then I am not so sorry to say that you… are dead inside. 

Ladies and gentlemen, how can something so destructive possibly protect you? I am sorry but how I was raised I was taught to value human lives… to value and protect all those who are innocent. How does slaughtering innocent protect you? If this is called protection then let me say today in defiance I DO NOT NEED SUCH PROTECTION!!! I DO NOT NEED PROTECTION THAT PROTECTS ONE LIFE BY TAKING THAT OF COUNTLESS OTHERS!!! 

Nuclear weapons are not our protectors… their only purpose is to destroy but in the wrong hands they can wreak havoc among the human civilization. Now, the news of anti matter research is dawning the arrival of more destruction. I do not need to explain anti matter to you all as you all are physic students, teachers and researchers and are very well aware of the phenomenon. Anti matter bomb research… Let me give an example of their destruction… Think small… how small can you go? 20 kilos… one kilo?? Think small… one gram of anti matter no matter even if it is dubbed impossible to attain for now has enough energy equivalent to that of a 20 kiloton nuclear warhead. Protection indeed. 

In the end all I can do is to share a quote by Albert Einstein… 

“I do not know with what weapons the third world war will be fought with but the fourth world war would be fought with nothing but stick and stones.” 

Heh… Sticks and stones indeed… That is if anyone is left alive to use them… Thank you.

Kwik Quote XVIII

Posted in Kwik Quotes on January 13, 2010 by Dev!l

“A writer is dear and necessary for us only in the measure of which he reveals to us the inner workings of his very soul.”

Leo Niolaevich Tolstoy (1828 – 1910)

Mental Agility Test.

Posted in Lunatic Experiments and Theories on January 10, 2010 by Dev!l

Writer’s Note: A really cool test I had to type for my brother’s internees. Hope you enjoy it and if you do solve it do show me your answers if you can.

You have three minutes to complete the following tests of mental agility. Read all the instructions before doing anything else.


  1. Write your initials in the top right hand corner of this sheet.
  2. Write the total of 3 + 16 + 32 + 64 here: __________________
  3. Underline instruction 1 above.
  4. Check the time by your watch with that of your neighbour’s.
  5. Write down the difference in time between the two watches at the food of this page.
  6. Draw three circles in the left hand margin.
  7. Put a tick in each of the circles mentioned in 6.
  8. Sign your signature at the foot of the page.
  9. On the back of the page, divide 50 by 12.5.
  10. Whne you get to this point in the test, stand up, then sit down and continue with the next item.
  11. If you have carefully all these instructions call out, ‘I have’.
  12. On the reverse of this page, draw quickly what you think an upright bicycle looks like from overhead.
  13. Check your answer to Item 9, multiply it by 5 and write the resut in the left hand margin opposite this item.
  14. In the space given below write the 5th, 10th, 9th, and 20th letters of the alphabet.


  1. Punch three holes with your pen here:
  2. If you think you are the first person to get this far, call out ‘I’m in the lead’.
  3. Underline all the even digits on the left hand side of the page.
  4. Draw triangles round the holes you punched in Item 15.
  5. Draw a circle around the number 10 wherever it occurs.
  6. Now that you have finished reading all the instructions, obey only 1 and 2.

The Willow…

Posted in Stories. on January 9, 2010 by Dev!l

The withered old willow tree stared at the people at a distance in disgust. How he loathed them. Bloody selfish brats who never care for anyone but themselves, afraid of anything that they fail to fathom or of anything that reminds them of something bad. The old willow tree… The last of its kind in the park… and unfortunately the saddest and most terrifying of them all. It was the kind of tree that parents advised their children not to play near. The tree that should rightfully be at a cemetery, signifying the suffering of the dead buried there. Signifying the fact that everyone who once stood tall must crumble at the feet of time. Stood tall… Yes that withered tree once stood tall, lush green. It was its first spring. The time when birds made their nests and swings swung to and fro on its different branches. But then winter came… Everyone left… No one stayed to take care of the tree. No one came to ask the tree how it was… No one came to share even a smile with him. They were scared… Scared of the barren tree which without its leaves looked… ‘ugly’.  The tree which simply looked… SCARY. That spring every tree grew new leaves except the willow. It refused to grow anything for the selfish people who did nothing but to leech on its resources. The land under it slowly began to die and as years passed there the willow stood tall, lonely, scary and without any leaves what so ever except those which it grew in hope… hope that the people will come back, hope that they will not be scared of its naked form… hope that there was someone out there who cared… hope that the people will change. But no one changed. Each year the tree only grew approximately a branch full of leaves on a whole and each year it died a little more inside. Each year people grew more afraid.

The tree watched the cold winter wind blow all but one leaf away. “Hahahaha, afraid to kill me?” The tree asked in sarcasm but none was there to answer its query. It was then it saw him. He was walking towards the tree… unafraid… He was holding a book. He quietly came and sat under the barren tree, opened his book and started to read. “Pathetic human! How dare he…” the tree began thinking but that was when it saw his face. It was him… it was the same boy who almost daily used to come to the park with his friends. Never was he seen without them. Never was he seen without a cheery grin… Never without his arm around some friend. Where were they? “Maybe he is just passing his time till they get here.” The tree thought as it watched its first visitor in so many years sit and silently read from his book. A gush of cold wind blew and the temperature dropped a few more centigrade. The boy shivered with cold and coughing placed his hand on the trunk of the tree to compose himself. It was then when they connected… The tree could feel the pain, a pain more immense than that of its own. The pain that made the tree want to scream. He was alone as well… he was same as the tree… the tree finally had found someone who knew its pain but wait what was that… even though the boy also died inside he was smiling knowing he had touched the life of many and in some way made them happy. He didn’t care for his own self it was only the others that mattered. It was then that the tree truly learnt the meaning of selflessness and saw how prideful and selfish it had been. But it was too late… The winter wind blew the final blow of death and the tree finally died inside… only a piece of lumber standing tall was left… But before dying the tree broke its last leaf and made a request… it requested the cold wind to deliver that last leaf to the boy who taught him the error of his ways… the boy who taught him that the only thing that truly mattered was to make others happy. They say that the winter wind is a cruel and prideful mistress who never bows nor listens to anyone but her own. But that day even the mistress with a heart of ice felt obliged to honor the wish of the willow.

Kwik Quote XVII

Posted in Kwik Quotes on January 9, 2010 by Dev!l

“Life is too important to be taken seriously.”

Oscar Wilde (1854-1900).

Kwik Quote XVI

Posted in Kwik Quotes on January 8, 2010 by Dev!l

“True friends stab you in the front.”

Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)