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Club | House NYE 2012 - coverage by me (epicness)

2012-01-06T02:28:00.000+05:00

An event by Glamourati Gold Agency

Club | House NYE 2012

Dj-ed by Dj Manifestio | Dj Vivid | Dj Talal & Zoi

Event videography & photography by: BTC STUDIOS - Ubaid Ullah Ahmed (http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed)

For more information or booking contact:
0321-9990332
ubaid.ullah.ahmed@gmail.com

Track used: Koen - Miss You (Talal & Zoi Remix)

Tumblr

2011-12-22T08:37:00.002+05:00

So I have been blogging, but on TUMBLR, somehow its picture quality is amazing

so any of you wish to see my recent photography updates can follow me there

LINK: http://btcstudios.tumblr.com

14/12/11

2011-12-14T08:35:00.000+05:00

When the probability of losing someone you adore increases, when you know its coming, if you're strong, you crack, then you break, then you shatter and no one's there to pick your scraps because scraps always have less value. This is how strong you are. Better be humble, soft, melt and dissolve when the heat is on so that no one finds traces of your remains.

- sara siddique

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Trailer - Window Pane

2011-12-05T09:52:00.000+05:00

A project I was working on

When you are ready to let go of a painful memory and are ready tell your story...
What would you say? Would you tell the truth? Would you relive your past, mistake by mistake, regret by regret? Or you would paint a little magic on to the canvas, to ease your soul.
If the pictures of your life start to move to tell your story, who would you tell? Most importantly,Would you watch?

Staring: Sameer Rahmad & Aqib Zahid

Directed by: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Story by: Schazeen Bukhari & Zara Mirza

Make up: Amber Azmat
Lights: Tazeen Hamid
Sound: Ayesha Nadeem

for more of our work check:
http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed

27/11/11

2011-11-27T13:06:00.002+05:00

Everything is good, so why does it make me stop writing ?

or is it that I have made photography my way of venting out my expressions

I miss you blog, I miss you bloggers

Why ?

2011-10-22T19:33:00.000+05:00

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight. Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight. Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try. Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
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Just... How I was

2011-09-11T19:06:00.001+05:00

"There's a fine line between love and hate. Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

I'm not asking to be liked. I've never yearned to be liked, nor am asking to be understood; I have never been that either. When I behaved that way, I felt her bed let go of her hand, hung up the phone and closed her door behind me, even I had difficulty liking me, understanding me. But it's just how I was. Just... How I was...."

- Extract from a book by Cecelia Ahern.

My Existence

2011-09-11T18:19:00.001+05:00

When the reason of my existence becomes a question...

2011-09-11T17:09:00.000+05:00

New stuff coming up, but from now on this would be dedicated to someone really important but not with me

So all those of you who do not wish to read lol your choice :)
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2011-09-11T07:55:00.000+05:00

The amount of pain I have in my heart at the moment is killing me, why wouldn't it just stop now :(
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Desolation

2011-09-07T08:37:00.000+05:00

When I look at my reflection in the mirror and I can see, in my eyes, that part of me which is breaking, breaking, forever breaking, I wish I could magically heal myself, magically erase your existence.
And yet; keep you within me.

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2011-09-07T08:31:00.000+05:00

Now that you are gone all am left with and is is darkness and desolation, fighting for but one warm breath...
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Blaagers eid mubarik yaara

2011-09-01T00:11:00.000+05:00

Eid mubarik to all my blaager friends, I hope you people are having best time ever

The Proposal

2011-08-30T10:58:00.000+05:00

Forever and always,

I will stand with you,

against them all,

I can not make the pain go away,

But I can make it easier.

I can tell each color,

That reflects in your eyes.

And each muscle that moves,

when you smile.

There can be no one

better then me

in your life

So lemme hold you

and make you mine

Jatay huey lamhoun

2011-08-29T23:13:00.001+05:00

A song which i love to my core

oh did I mention am in a relationship since last december ? No I didn't per well am finally happy and bloggiieee you deserve a letter from me, remind me to write for you naaa

Urge to blog (give me links)

2011-08-29T05:15:00.000+05:00

I have this bad urge of writing yet again, but more to read!

So, yes I return this old blog of mine, and uff I just read I have written so many pieces which literally scare me but anyways, I need a favor from all of you! My google reader is empty I need to start following you again

so give me your blog links and help me return !

Tu hi tu

2011-08-14T22:01:00.000+05:00

Jab jab chaha tune rajj ke rulaya

Jab jab chaha tune khul ke hansaaya

Jab jab chaha tune khud mein milaya

Ik Tu Hi Tu Hi..

Ik Tu Hi Tu Hi

Ik Tu Hi Tu Hi..

Ik Tu Hi Tu Hi

Mendha tto hai rabba kho gaya

Mendha tto hai ho hoye..sab kho gaya

Teri mohabbata ne lut put saayaan

Teriya mohabbata ne sacheya satayaan

Khali haath moli na tu khali hath aaya

2011-07-29T06:09:00.001+05:00

Girty rahe log sajdon me apni hi hasratoon ki khatir

Agar ishq-e- khuda me giry hoty to aj mekhano ki jagah masjiden abaad hoti...
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2011-07-25T11:42:00.000+05:00

It's been ages since I wrote for my self, but today I feel like writing again! People are right; you write when you are in pain, you write when you don't have any shoulder to put your head on, you write when you know no one can understand, but

"What's the point in all this screaming, no one's listening anyway"

Secrets # 01 - Your love burned me to ashes

2011-07-14T15:19:00.000+05:00

“Ivory contours
singed at every possible place
and he laid me bare for the world to see.
Dirtied the sanctity
Of the shrine that was I.
Sanctimonious, I became.
Now unchaste tears that slip down free,
Even they can’t kill the fire wrought.
Wrought by a love that broke all limits.
A love that burned me to ashes.
Leaving nothing
But sinuous smoke behind.”

He left her to die. No, he killed her. Murdered the innocence, massacred the morality, adulterated the purity that made her who she was.

She gave herself to him, truly and completely, to love, to cherish. He invaded her, tore her to pieces and threw her into the darkest corner.

She trusted him with her life, her heart, and her body. He violated her, ravaged her till there was nothing left, but scars that would never fade.

She loved him with all that she had, thought him to be the ‘only one’; thought herself to be the only one for him. And then she got a rude awakening, one that barely left her alive.

This is not the story of just one woman. Look around you, you’ll see countless others like her. Or maybe you won’t. Because they hide. They slink away into the darkness, in places where their pain wouldn’t be visible to the unassuming eye. They hide where their miseries wouldn’t be put up for the world to scorn and mock at. They hide so they won’t be put on a pedestal, on display for everyone to see, as the girl who was foolish enough to trust and to love.

What shows on the outside isn’t half of it. These victims at the hands of lechery lose their belief, in love, in the opposite sex, even in themselves. There’s anger, resentment, hurt, regret, just bubbling beneath the beautiful façade. The hurt and anger, at being violated and then thrown away, yet another example of the casualties of love. The resentment and regret at focused on that seemingly innocent mistake of putting her trust in a monster on the hunt for just one thing.

One thing, that means the end of a life.

Heart, soul and body, a man can ravage all three with a few actions. He can take away the only thing a woman has to hold on to. Dignity. Self-respect. Honor. Just a couple of words that are, in fact, the necessity of a life of integrity.

Men walk away with a clean slate. All a woman is left with is ash.

“You stand there
Smiling serenely
As if what you see
Gives you immense pleasure
And soothes you to the core.
You stand there
Smiling serenely
While I self-destruct
And remain nothing
But ash.”

Photography & Concept: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Assisted by: Maryam Malick

Literature: Maryam B Mirza & Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Album link: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150276391302494.378670.121918127493

PAGE LINK: http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed

Secrets

2011-07-13T15:10:00.000+05:00

‘Secrets’ is an insight into the deepest, darkest aspects that surround a relationship. A confirmation of situations not spoken out loud, and considered a taboo in our society. An explanation of what a woman goes through, loses and emerges as after having faced the injustice at the hand of men. ‘Secrets’ takes you to places you choose to turn a blind eye to. It makes you hear the cries of the countless females now burning in the fire of mistaken ‘love’. ‘Secrets’ is the answer to all those who say that the world is all good. ‘Secrets’ is a venture to bring out the plight of these women who have nowhere to turn to after having been used and thrown away. The ‘Secrets’ are the one’s that men guard with their lives.

These ‘Secrets’ are now revealed.

Photography & Concept: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Assisted by: Maryam Malick

Literature: Maryam B Mirza & Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Album link: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150276391302494.378670.121918127493

PAGE LINK: http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed

Reality Romanticized - Issue 1

2011-07-03T23:44:00.000+05:00

CLICK ON THE LINK BELOW TO VIEW THE FIRST ISSUE OF THIS MAGAZINE

http://issuu.com/realityromanticized/docs/reality_romanticized_-_issue_1

Contact me

2011-07-03T09:09:00.003+05:00

So lately I have been having lots of complains from people regarding where I have been lost and stuff and why I haven't uploaded my contact details so I thought why not make it easy for people to contact me:

Facebook: http://facebook.com/ubeee

email / gtalk: ubaid.ullah.ahmed@gmail.com

Skype: ubaidullahahmed

Twitter: http://twitter.com/ubeee

Photography: http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed

Msn: ubaid11@hotmail.com

BB pin: 23A506F1

Cell: 03219990332

So hopefully I'd be in touch with many of you
Miss you all
Tc

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And I found ways

2011-07-01T15:30:00.001+05:00

So finally I connected my blackberry with my blog, though its not as great as posting from pc per at least I am back at blogging

Uffff aaj mausam ka level tha and I got to visit androon lahore after office
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Bb posting test

2011-06-30T15:39:00.001+05:00

Testing
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