Jumat, 30 September 2011

I wanna scratch my head!

I wanna scratch my head, I wanna sleep, I wanna jump, I wanna relax, I wanna watch movies, I wanna laugh out loud !! Aah what a tough week this was! For the first time in months I actually felt like I did not have time to scratch my head :)
 All I saw were books all I did was to make notes and prepare quizzes! Thankfully it has ended, umm the bad news is that start of the next week will be more tougher than this but I have this weekend to relax although still loads work to cover.

Its always a strange when someone blames you for the things you don't do and fights over petty issues but then I must get used to it now! It hurts but then, that's how things have always been with me and I don't see any chance of improvement, however this time I was thinking that the last chance will be taken seriously.

I'll go home InshaAllah this week, most probably on Wednesday. Thanks to my strict sir and workload I do not have the luxury to skip one full week and enjoy time at home. I'm keeping in mind the fact that eid is near and maybe I'll get good lengthy holidays but then the next thing that comes to mind is that my exams will finish two days before eid and we won't be able to book any seats that late.

I'm wanting to play cricket and I'm wanting it badly!!

Nothing more to write for now, I'm noticing that I haven't written an article for long and my weekly diary mostly contains the usual stuff of university, me and cricket! there must be some change, there must be something wicked,funny,strange!!! :D

Hassaan must be furious by now as he must be having to wait for me, Its jumma time already and we have to go back to our appartment and there will be no taxi's !! :)

Senin, 26 September 2011

History of Intel Microprocessors




Here is a list of all the microprocessors from Intel and their brief history.




Intel 4004:

  • 1969 
  • Clock speed : 108 KHZ
  • Number of transistors:2300
  • 4-bit register and 4-bit data bus.
The world first microprocessor




Intel 8008:

  • 1972 
  • Clock speed : 800 KHz 
  • Number of transistor:3500
  • 8-bit register and 8-bit data bus.





Intel 8080:
  • 1974
  • Clock speed : 2 MHz
  • Number of transistor: 4500
  • 8-bit register and data bus.



Intel 8086:
  • 1978 
  • Clock speed : 4.47 MHz 
  • Number of transistors: 29000
  • 16-bit register and data bus.




Intel 8088:

  • 1981 
  • Clock speed : 4.47 MHz
  • Number of transistors: 29000
  • 16-bit register and data bus.
The worlds first PC ran on an Intel 8088 microprocessor

Intel 286:

  • 1982 
  • Clock speed: 12 MHz
  • Number of transistor: 134000
  • 16-bit register and data bus.

Intel 386:

  • 1985 
  • Clock speed: 16 MHz
  • Number of transistors: 275000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.


Intel 486:


1989
Clock speed: 25 MHz
Number of transistor: 1,200,000
32-bit register and data bus.

Intel Pentium:


  • 1993
  • Clock speed: 66 MHz
  • Number of transistor:3,300,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.
Intel Pentium Pro:


  • 1995
  • Clock speed: 200 MHz
  • Number of transistor:5,500,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.


Intel Pentium II:


  • 1997
  • Clock speed: 300 MHz
  • Number of transistor: 7,500,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.

Intel Pentium III:

  • 1999
  • Clock speed: 500 MHz
  • Number of transistor:9,500,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.

Intel Pentium 4:





  • 2000
  • Clock speed: 1 GHz
  • Number of transistor: 15,500,000
  • 64-bit register and data bus.

Intel Pentium D:


  • 2005
  • Clock speed: 3.6 GHz
  • Number of transistor: 47,500,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.

Intel Core 2/Quad:


  • 2006/2007
  • Clock speed: 3.6 GHz
  • Number of transistor: 214,500,000
  • 32-bit register and data bus.


Minggu, 25 September 2011

Going back to Good Times?!

Currently I’m sitting in the lab of computer programing and studying the data types in C++.  This lecture has been boring so far and it will be a tough day today.
This has been a strange but relaxing semester for me and I haven’t enjoyed even a single day so far. The only good time I’m having is back in the apartment. With five mates now the place has become more fun.
I have started to come back at full fitness and I’m hoping good results about it. After 2-3 years of laziness and health issues now I guess is the time to get back to what I was some time ago and move on from the heart problems. Maybe!!!
We do not have a car now but have brought a motor bike instead and it’s funny when we four people sit on one motor bike and go around in the city where the status conscious people look at us in amazement and laugh at it. The best night I had in a very long time was when all five of us went for an adventure at 2am in the morning to the jungle and the quiet streets of Islamabad. We wanted to find a spirit or some strange being but all we were able to find out were pigs, hens and robbers. We had to run for our lives in the end and were frightened but that’s why we set out for the adventure :D
Pakistan clean swept the series against Zimbabwe and that too comprehensively. I was expecting some fight from the Zimbabwe side but they were totally out played by Pakistan. Muhammad Hafeez has been an inspiration all along the tour and I sniff that the coming time will be a good one for him. The next hurdle is the Srilankan team and If Pakistan is able to perform well in that series then I’m sure they will be a tough competitor in the coming years.
I have no idea why I don’t feel like writing anymore!! I tried to write several times this week but I just could not get into the comfort zone that I require for writing, but then all weekend I was wasting time installing the Windows 7 and that was a failed try and I had to come back to the lovely Windows XP back again.
Learning German is the next thing I’m going to do whenever I have a free time. Playing cricket again and coming back to full health are my goals for the coming 3 months and the usual passing the exams and getting good grades is the usual goal that a student must fulfill. I also plan to but a website now as the next step should be taken, better now than late! :)

Selasa, 13 September 2011

My time at Air University (3)

( ...........Good times turn Bad............... )

I got a satisfactory result in technically my first semester and felt very confident now thinking that things have finally turned my way, but I was totally wrong and that was one of the worst mistakes I had ever made. This was the summer semester and my second. I had to take the three main courses so I could get back to the normal course schedule. The semester started and I was very confident. I was assuming it to be as easy as the previous one and forgot that I had to study.


Dr. B.A.Saleemi is a top mathematician of the world and his way of teaching was not very easy to understand. I still remember the day when he made me stand up and asked “What’s the difference between a cow and a chair?! “ I was totally shocked hearing such a strange question and when I could not reply and in the hot and humid weather wiped my forehead, he said “Hmm when you don’t answer, you always wipe your forehead”. This was kind of embarrassing actually. He used to teach high class and all of the class actually was never interested in the lecture including me, and I had to pay the cost later.



Electric Circuit Analysis was the course that was much talked about by the students of my batch. The strictness of Sir Nauman Naseer was very famous and this was going to be my first experience with him. Complete silence in the class, assignments that had to be submitted within two hours after it were given, tough quizzes, no one to be allowed to enter the class if they are even a second late. That by the way was the second and last instant when a teacher made students follow its rules after Sir Khurram Javed in the first semester for my batch.  It sure was tough, My health was going down and I lost my confidence in ECA totally. I did not even try knowing that I will fail! But I must admit I had very good experience with Sir Nauman later in the semesters as he taught us the most courses up till now.

Statics was easy and Sir Liaqat taught well, he always did. Starting from the basics and taking you to the higher level gradually, there was no fear during his lectures and that made things really easy, Oh and you never got bored as well. He knew about everything, talked about everything. All the ingredients collectively I never got less than B+ in his subjects (will talk about the teachers in detail later) I was sure I will pass this subject with a good grade.


Then the worst times started, one day I had this severe pain in my left body and I could barely even talk. I did not want to tell anyone at home about my condition as they were already upset with what had happened in first semester with me. I tried my best to attend the lectures, I tried my best to stay active but that did not happened. I could barely even see the white board sometimes, the teachers were strict, It was summer time and the suffocation during the lectures increased the pain most of the times (I was never able to attend the labs because of the same reason (only Dr Tasneem Shah knew about it) But the misery had to end, I called home and told my parents that I was not able to study or concentrate on anything, they visited me at the weekend and thanks to my room mate, came to know what the actual problem was. We decided to freeze the semester.

This perhaps started the worst period ever! We applied to freeze this current semester the application was considered and accepted by the then head of department Dr Shaiq. We did the basic regulations, I was interviewed and the medical certificate was provided and I went back to Multan. I was admitted, medicated, got a little better and was on a rehab when one day our coordinator called and told that I was dismissed from the university!!! She told that my application was rejected and I have been awarded F grades in all the three subjects because summer is already an optional semester. I had never seen my parents so upset and furious about anything ever! My mother called back and got a really rude response from the coordinator..They decided that I quit Air University.

I never wanted that especially when I chose it from the eight options I had. Air University has a feeling of Lasalle and that's what I loved about it. I convinced them to come with me to Islamabad and solve the problem. We came here at the start of the next semester and got a cold shouldered response from almost everyone. The registrar listened to our complain and thought that we surely had a valid reason as I left the semester only after I was awarded the leave from the university. When we went to the higher authority, instead of listening to me I was told " If you ever think about filing a case against us you will lose it " ... The HOD was very kind with me, he listened to me, said that he will do anything possible for me to solve the issue as it was he who granted the leave. I still remember the time when he called to I don't know who and said " If this boy is not staying in the university, I'm going to resign. Don't I have any authority or does my post mean nothing?! " .. this I will never forget! :)

The registrar helped and assured us that he will recommend a strong case to the VC, he did and my grades were reverted back to "I" grades and I was allowed to join back. These few days took a lot out of me. I decided that I won't let something like this come anyway near me again, I have never feared in life after that and thankfully I was able to perform really well in the next semester and things were back on the track....

Good times in the next part!! :)

Kamis, 08 September 2011

Major Geoffrey Langlands: A True Pakistani Hero

A few yards away from River Chitral there is a sole cottage. Life there starts at 5 am in the morning Irrespective of the severe weather in the area. It is not possible that the habitant of the house changes its routine for even a single minute, and that has been the case for over 60 years. 

After waking up he enters is office, covered with books and pages, turns on the radio, listens to the 5 am bulletin of BBC World Service. Then the usual routine of putting on a blazer, tie and polishing shoes. Then he sits down to breakfast served by his loyal servant, Sufi. It is always the same: porridge ("Quaker Oats, of course"), a poached egg (the poacher bought from Selfridges) and two cups of Lipton tea. He leafs through a newspaper, which has arrived via the valley's irregular plane service and is a few days old.  He leaves for his school then, assembly is ready, and in his rock solid voice, says "Assalam-o-Alaikum" the students shout back "Waalaikum-Assalam" and thats how day actually begins. This man is 93 years old now and has spend 63 years serving the people of Pakistan and educating the children.



Much has occurred, and much has changed, since Geoffrey Langlands, a young maths teacher-turned-army commando, landed on the shores of British India on a troop carrier in 1944.When he reached the sub continent he was a young british officer serving under the command of Lord Lavot's command force with the name of Four Commando Regiment. They attacked the area of 'Dah Beepi' and were unsuccessful, although Langlands instantly fell in love with this area. He earned a commission and was sent to the Royal Indian Army. In 1947 when the Subcontinent was divided, he was made to lead the army of Indian Hindu soldiers during the riots and served in the then India but he already had decided that he will not go back to Britian and will serve for the Pakistani Army. He was one of the few British Army men who chose to stay in Pakistan.



He loved Mathematics and Algebra and that has been a part of his life for a very log time, writing with chalks on the black board of his school is his hobby. How his interest in edication started?! In 1954 he was appointed as a professor at the Aitchison College by the President of Pakistan, General Ayub Khan. He served at the college for more than 25 years. Many of the famous personalities like former Prime Minister Mir Zafar Ullah Khan Jamali, legendary cricketer Imran Khan and many other political leaders and amry officers were his students.

He had to leave the Aitchison college because the was asked to do an even tougher job, teach in the Zarmak Cadet College of North Waziristan and being a mountain climber himself and love to take the stiff challenges, he accepted this offer. Although he was kidnapped there and had to face many difficulties he stayed firm and was the Principal at the college for 10 years. 


"One of the tribal leaders had just lost an election," he recalls the kidnapping with a chuckle. "They thought that if I was taken, the president might reverse the result." The kidnappers weren't bad sorts: as they traipsed across the mountains towards a lonely cabin, they insisted on a souvenir photo. "They lined up with their Kalashnikovs; then they wanted one with me in it." Later they invited Langlands to join them for target practice, handing him a gun. "It didn't seem to occur to them I could turn on them, although I would have had to kill 16 of them," he says. After six days, a group of tribal elders sprung him free. The election result stood.


In 1989 the Chitral local administration requested Geoffrey Langlands to open a school in the area which he did bythe name of Sayuraj Public School and ever since he has been running the school, for 21 years to be exact. This school has now progressed to The Langlands school and college, with the moto of "There is always room for improvement") and it is Chitral's finest school. It has 900 pupils aged between four and 18, more than a third of them girls, and a record of academic excellence. The best students have gone on to scholarships in Lahore, doctorates in Australia and exchange programmes in America. At between £3 and £6 a month, fees are low, even by local standards.



The senior school is perched on a grassy plateau outside Chitral with a stunning view – vertiginous slopes and swaying fields of wheat on one side; the white-capped Terech Mir mountain, soaring to 7,700 metres, on the other. In the dimly lit principal's office, Langlands sinks into a large chair. He is a frail but authoritative figure, with cropped silver hair sweeping across a freckled forehead and keen blue eyes that gleam like lapis lazuli.



Langlands is well connected, to say the least. Down the years he has met President Pervez Musharraf, Benazir Bhutto, Nawaz Sharif and numerous backroom power brokers – usually with a view to extracting money for his schools. (Three years ago he persuaded Musharraf to give 50m rupees/£385,000), which forms the bulk of an interest-bearing fund that is meant to keep the school afloat, but doesn't.) Their photos adorn the mantelpiece of his home, a run-down former bank manager's bungalow threatened by a creeping tide of dust-smeared books. One photo shows a youthful Princess Diana, who visited Chitral in the early 90s. "So fresh and simple," he says.






Help taken from and Thanks alot to:

The Guardian
Daily Telegraph
Daily Express Pakistan
BBC World


In return, Langlands has a fierce loyalty to Pakistan. In the 1965 war with India he raised a militia among the gardeners and cooks of Aitchison. It didn't last long – when an Indian plane zoomed overhead "they hid under the banyan trees". He never married, he says, because "whether I found an English or a Pakistani lady, their first question would be when would we go back to England. No. I decided my career was in Pakistan." But for all that, he never requested a Pakistani passport. He has studied Islam over the years and has the views " Islam is all Peace and calmness and it is a religion which does not force you to do anything".
There is no doubting his dedication. After 73 years of teaching Langlands pays himself £160 a month – not much, even in Pakistan. His twin brother, who lives in Blackpool, has visited just four times in six decades, most recently in 1992. He was awarded the highest civil award of Pakistan in 2010. He also was awarded the Order of St. Michael and St. George (CMG) by the British Government.

Life has to end one day and Langlands knows that perfectly, he wants someone to take over the school. He wants to find a replacement "Britisher". They're not so plentiful these days, though. Langlands is bravely resisting retirement: "I shall remain as long as I am mentally and physically fit," he declares – but is quietly making preparations. His beloved Aitchison college has agreed to provide lodgings in the prep school boarding house. In the end, he predicts, the principal's job will fall into local hands – possibly a good thing – but he is still open to another "Britisher". Adventure-seeking retired principals, apply now.

People of Chitral love Major Geoffrey Langlands, they consider him their own and all they know is that who ever takes over from him will not be another Geoffrey Langlands. It is our duty to to build and nurture this institute ourselves and tell Geoffrey Langlands how much his hard work and life means to us.

Rabu, 07 September 2011

So thats how Life ends?!

OKAY! So too much happiness makes raafay vulnerable, or say happiness and raafay don't get along that well. You feel as everything is perfect, feeling that the bad things are turning good, the fortune turning on its way to good fortune and then this blow happenes and takes away everything. I don't know what more to write as I don't have any words on how I feel right now. Just that I write when I'm too happy or I'm at worst. Its the second case right now. What do I do?! Just wait and hope, hopelessly. I deserve better.




Now lets try to act normal.
Today was the first day of the new semester and thanks Allah I was able to register all the couses that I needed too, hopefully it goes well from here on. My result of the previous semester was pretty good thanks Allah and I got 3.7 SGPA! :)

Pakistan were able to beat Zimbabwe quite easily in the end, although the hosts fought really well and were able to dominate the game for the first couple of days. Playing three new fast bowlers in one test match was too much of a risk! Muhammad Hafeez proved himself he sure is the next contender for captaincy once Misbah steps down and I'm sure he will be the vice captain in the next series against Srilanka. I like the attitude of Aizaz Cheema and he should be utilized in the best possible way.


Eid was the best time I had in years, all family getting together in our village, I started playing cricket after such a long time and InshaAllah this will not stop now, Family dinner everything. I wanted to write long and long details but I don't feel like right now.


Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smileWith your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just...
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just...
Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...

I'm totally, completely, madly and fully in love with Vampire Diaries !! here is some thing worth watching and wasting your time for. All the characters just suit perect! ♥



The only funny thing I can recall was the call I got from China a couple of days back and the lady was talking in chinese and it was flying over and above my head! :D

I always wanted to write about this... The past three months were supposed to be my dullest time but thanks to some people and FN that I had the better of times. I have learnt alot from everyone, made new friends and true ones and ohh yeah implemented my 25 ways successfully! :D


I gotta go !! :) bbyeee !