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The NSA doesn’t know what to make of Amna’s Comic’s.

Posted in Amna Says/Thinks/Does Things, Gun Powder!! with tags , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2013 by soul93

Hey there folks. Howdyado?

So i heard that your unmentionables are no more safe now. And that is¬† to say–your privacy is long dead. Buried somewhere the sun don’t shine.

Well what did you expect? Fruit cake?

Well now they know everything. From twitter, they know bout what you eat. What you drink. From Facebook, what color your poop is.

Moreover, they know what you do with your other half–in spare time–when they aren’t around. If you know what i mean ūüėČ

Maybe that is what’s called terrorist behavior. And maybe you can end up on the *no fly list* and or *exit control list* once they go through your junk mail.

But it seems that i have come up with a solution. My comics have been blowing up the NSA mind since the say it began.



The Mosquito Slayer!

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , , , on May 14, 2013 by soul93

You must be wondering why i am so obsessed with mosquitoes, well then let it be known that the part where i live, this obsession is more of a forced one and here mosquitoes are more obsessed with the human race.

With the arrival of summers, it becomes more of an everyday business. More like a war, an ever lasting war between humans and mosquitoes. Mosquitoes leave no end in sucking our blood, torturing us and we shake all the pesticides in order to take revenge.

If the summers have taught me anything it is to fight back. Yes, fight back the mosquitoes. With my hands. I will say it out loud, without fear, oppression or vanity even…that i have turned into a mosquito slayer.

My weapon? My hands. I have killed more mosquitoes with my hands than with any mosquito repellent. And no this is not even a joke. It feels as if the silly insect comes running, or in this case, gliding towards my hands…and WHHHAPPP…they lay there inverted–dead.

I am happy. Because this gives me the confidence to believe in myself. I have the bounty of calling my self a warrior. Now just imagine how i feel.

A sole warrior in the midst of the road, sole weapon–hands…moving stealthily and sniffing, keeping a vigilant eye on the enemy, because it can attack at any time. And upon finding the enemy, striking.

Now imagine how the mosquitoes feel! They feel threatened. They feel defenseless. They feel fickle, small and fast fading. They fear the mosquito slayer, because she brings along with her the message of death and destruction.

And every day…when the evening starts to take over—-i stand there brave and strong and whisper to the surroundings….*There is no need to fear, for the mosquito slayer is here!!*'It is trueeeeee, run for your livess'

Welcoming The Summer Vacations With A Frown!

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , , on May 3, 2013 by soul93

If you know me well enough, you’ll know how much i dread the summers and how horribly i loath the vacations. And there is a valid reason for that.

Summers are,¬† in fact quite opposite to the fancy¬† of¬† a silly romantic poet. You see unlike they dream of summers, i actually frown at the mere acknowledgement and arrival of the summer seasons. To be perfectly honest i’d dream about the cool, snowy winters.

No i am not a depressing person, but summer is a depressing season. It is the harbinger of depression. It is hot and sweaty. There are mosquitoes. They suck your blood–all that is left inside. As if life doesn’t already.

Summer brings disease and illness. It brings heartbreak. Yes it does. In Asia, it is the depiction of what winters stand for in the rest of the world.

Summers. One does but sulk in summers. It is a season of fruits yes. But all these fruits bring also with them the fruit of idleness.

Everyone begins to hate everyone else in summers. Or at least i start hating people.

Ach! I welcome you, because i know you will come one day or another, but i don’t welcome you with any open arms, rather with a frown. Sick frown.

In LOVE much??!

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , on June 25, 2012 by soul93

It isn’t hard to figure out whether a person is in love or not…Honestly it is easy. One look at the savage human and it clicks that this being is in for some ruckus, disharmony, disorder….and what not.

What’s that you say?? You don’t think so! I will let you in on a secret…I THINK SO.

Here is why.

  • These two are heads over heels in love with each other..if they like wannabee pictures and lame statuses of each other on Facebook.
  • These two take some hideous picture together and she puts the longest most *sickly* romantic caption for it.
  • She picks her nose in public and he thinks it is cute.
  • He lives with his folks and he is a grown man *honestly* and she does not mind.
  • He puts unrealistic love songs for her….many of them….i a day.
  • Have weird nicknames for each other,are known by them all over the world. *now how did that happen*
  • Stalks her *HOT* female friends on social networking sites, she knows of it and says that he wants to socialize with them.
  • Has an uncomfortable relation with her dog, he is not bothered.
  • Spends hours in the bathroom, she does not inquire why. *TRUSTS HIM*
  • Wants to marry her and be the father of her kids…………after the third date.
  • ¬†Says *I WUV WOO* after every 10 seconds.

Now now..there is nothing hypothetically wrong with all of this…but these kinds of things are mostly liked in series or movies. In reality the *LOVE* is quite complicated. And it surpasses all of THIS crap.

It may seem all cute and aww-able but it does not work this way.

Productivity?? I Think Not.

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , on June 20, 2012 by soul93

It happened each time.. just before summer vacations i had a list sorted out of the things that i would do. Productive things too. And then the vacations arrive..and all that is done…is sleep, sleep, watch tv, use internet and sleep some more.

My heart bleeds each time this happens.

I think it is something to do with the psychology and maybe the mood. But then moods are also psychological things-ish something.

And so my heart bleeds. But i think i already told y’all that.

After each vacation i get fat and rude and i almost have forgotten how to talk a lady. Its almost like you were living in a cave..and the first hint of light made you squeal *LIGHTTT IT BURNS!!*. It probably did.

Every time i want to write down all the things that i would get done this time of the year..but forget the damn list i always end up arguing with myself..that *you go get the paper. no YOU get the paper*.

And my heart… ehh whatever.

So productivity factor= NIL.

And a time comes when i cant even remember how to spell productivity. I mean who needs productivity..when at the end of the day we are alll going to die and rot in hell…because trust me we are…

Sigh and so my heart… bleeds.

This is what i look like when asked anything about productivity.

Not Bayd.

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , on June 20, 2012 by soul93

Heartbreak For Dummies!!!

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , on April 28, 2012 by soul93

Heartbreak and sob stories are nothing new in this fantasy world..and well like it or not are a part of our life..

And everyone once in a while has to …MUST go through a heartbreak because that is a part of the human cycle…and if it does not occur than the entire human race can ermm be Abnormal maybe?? (:S)

See it is like the food chain..*it has been a while i have studies it so if i make a mistake than ni biggie please*. There is primary, then secondary and then tertiary!

Like there is a small bunny rabbit..which will eat grass…and then it will get eaten by a fox which will die and decompose..*nasty*..

Similarly..what happens is that in the primary level…we get our heart broken and it seems like the end of the world. Then during the¬†secondary phase we eat junk food to get rid of that gloom and anger maybe…and we get put extra fat inside of our body that can kill us!

And then comes the tertiary phase..this phase can be different for different people..There could be people who grow out of that feeling. Or people who give up..

And surely..there are always firsts!

Like first love there is first heartbreak. Period.

When that happens here is what you DO NOT do!

  • DO NOT wish that the world would come to an end..because well other peoples lives are more important than a good for nothing moron ditching you!
  • Do NOT listen to music that can make you feel suicidal…because ermm just don’t.
  • DO NOT harm or hurt your self..because it is just the first time and mark my geniusness’s WILL happen again so grow some balls..*if you can*
  • DO NOT indulge yourself in negative sulking around and becoming a couch potatoe and eating a whole tub of ice cream..because well like it or not..things won’t change..but your attitude can change if you face what is bothering you.
  • DO NOT try to hit on you best friends girlfriend..or flirt with your bff’s guy…things might get messy.
  • DO NOT isolate yourself….talk to your dog.
  • DO NOT forget to feed the fish.
  • DO NOT turn your back on your family…simply because luck is not on your side..what ever happened to you is not their fault.
  • DO NOT waste your life sleeping away..because the moment you wake up your fantasy or your dream and peace somes to an end with your sleep..and you will still be …err a loser..*no nicer way of putting it*
  • DO NOT pick up nasty fights with people they are probably stronger than you are.
  • DO NOT drive like a crazy maniac…you can kill someone who did not deserve death.
  • DO NOT get too drunk or high…you might wake up with a tattoo on your ass which you will regret getting afterwards.
  • DO NOT say no to help..or rehab.
  • DO NOT post horrible lame and meaningless statuses on your facebook profile…it might piss people off..and it mostly does while you become the local gossip.
  • DO NOT put your profile picture as a black broken heart saying..’i miss you’ kind of crap..JUST DONT.

So yes is the natural cycle…a part of our life..just imagine how weird it would be if we all are happy ALL the time..Heartbreaks give us a reason to not take our happiness for granted.

Moreover we won’t learn the art of losing something and facing the reality..So once in a while if lady luck ain’t shini’n on me i gotta try an’ stay calm…because i know…if it ain’t t’day it has got to be fine tomorrow.