Happy New Year ’22

It seems that I really took a hiatus from updating my blog. And for the most part, I haven’t done much writing since the last two years – since medical school happened. The only writing that I have been doing lately has been technical and it’s not fun – at all.

Remember these two that I met on my first day of med school. Two years later we are still going strong.

To summarize the last two years:

I’ve maintained my streak of being the first in class throughout the last two years and I scored straight A’s in the second and fourth semesters with a 4.0 GPA! Talk about classy! I also gained a massive amount of experience working in clinical, diagnostic, food, microbial and research labs. The next step is pharmaceuticals, environmental and a bit of taste for the agricultural side.

I’ve also started posting on my YT channel frequently updating it. I mostly talk about science and research over there but on and off I post answers for questions that people ask me on Quora.

My entire year was focused on Cancer Research and it is one of the areas where my interest has grown rapidly. However, I’m also looking towards the prospect of graduate studies in neuroscience and working on projects related to infectious disease as well.

One of the projects that I’m involved with deals with AGEs which are compounds in our food that lead to cancer. I explain about it in one of my vlogs

I’ll be updating the downloads section of this site because I feel that the assignments that I make for school should also be available to other students if they need some guidance.

Be sure to subscribe to my YouTube channel. I’ll be updating the blog frequently from now on. I hope you’re all doing well. How was your year with ‘rona at large most of the time. let me know 🙂

Hello from the other side

It’s been way too long since I posted. Seems like I vanished in thin air. That’s one of the side effects of medical school. You step in and somehow you’re in one of the scenes from Interstellar where time seems to slow down and you’re stuck in a black hole of never ending exams, assignments, quizzes, course work and lab work.

I’ve recently been working most of the time. And currently writing a paper on mutations by yours truly ‘SARS CoV-2’

The last year went in a blur only because I was getting the hang of what it feels like to be surrounded by teenagers and going back to school. Med school is a lovely place to be. My semester results just came out last week. I’m still first in class (first twice since the last year) but I’ve got a B too, this time. So there goes my straight A result. *poof*

I’m currently doing an internship at one of the largest Edible Oil companies. And I get to do all sorts of chemistry and bio magic! Look at this fancy bacteria I isolated from a ketchup sample. I think it’s Staphylococcus aureus.

S. aureus

Also, I recorded some of the tests that I had been doing in the lab

Preparation of Peptone Buffer
Analysis of free fatty acids
Analysis of amount of oxygen in the oil
Credits: Linked In | Google Images

Technology is my mistress and I must obey

I’m having exams since the last few weeks and trust me, they are no joke! And then we have classes as well along the way, with yesterday being the submission detail for an essay on ‘Is technology making us feel more isolated everyday.’ I finalized and sent my entry 2 minutes before 12 AM, spoke a bit with Hamza, and died midway of the conversation out of exhaustion. I’ve just woken up and before I rush to revise organic chem, I need to post this essay for all of you to read and let me know what you think about it.


On a Tuesday afternoon, one of my students called me. Haris, who’s got a sense of humour so dark it puts KESC* to shame for its constant power failures, was reluctant to talk to me. ‘Sulaiman bhai,’ he paused. ‘I don’t think I can go through the quarantine without anyone to talk to.’

For a moment, I couldn’t understand what he was saying. He wanted me to somehow agree to his idea that ‘pursuing a relationship would make him feel less lonely’ and he justified his argument by saying that ‘it would be like pursuing a 2-month internship; nothing serious!’

You’ve probably understood where I’m going with this. We’ve all been lonely and we’ve all entertained the idea that someone else would come and take us out of this misery. Before, we chased people on horses. Now, we chase them on dating apps and social networks. Technology has made this pursuit a little easier, and yet we often conclude that it is the cause of our isolation; that somehow our dependence on our gadgets have left within us nihilistic morbidity where life outside the domain of handheld screens does not exist.

This black and white view of the world never works. Without a paradigm shift, there will always be a conflict in our judgement and experience of the world around us. Guru Parthik shares a beautiful thought: ‘The greatest illusion of this world is the illusion of separation. The things you think are separate and different are usually one and the same.’

When I close my eyes and think about discussing the link between technology and isolation, I see a huge crowd of anti-vaxxers hailing from rural Arkansas, marching with placards. Their main goal is to pressurize the government to ban the use of electronic gadgets.

For some, this could be true. Imagine a farmer in rural Punjab who’s looking forward to meeting his son but instead, gets a WhatsApp video call from him. The son is not coming home. At the end of the call, the son sends a big flashing heart with an ‘I miss you dad.” *insert weeping smiley*. The farmer at this moment has felt the brunt of being isolated from his loved one at the hands of technology. But is it really because of technology?

Our digital world, which I’d like to rebrand as ‘Digiverse’, has been slowly replacing our human connections. We’ve got our smart devices acting as our moms and secretaries: planning meetings, reserving plane tickets, booking seats at a restaurant, hailing a cab, even allowing us to maintain long-distance relationships by translating human intimacy into pixelated pleasure. Unfortunately, like every other language, not everything can be translated into the way it was meant to be. When that happens, the message gets convoluted into something which was not meant to exist in the first place.

Almost ten years ago, an online video game, League of Legends, connected me to people beyond the borders of my country. It was something that I couldn’t have achieved the way I spend my life – in solitude. We call ourselves introverts and for us, isolation is the norm. Yet our need to be loved and connected remains a constant which gets us manipulated and exploited on our digital playgrounds where we hang out most of the day. An example of these digital social bars are Facebook, Twitter, MySpace and Orkut. If you don’t know the latter two, you’re too young to be judging the worth of this essay!

Social networks have increased human interaction ten folds, and dating apps are making things even more gullible by propagating instantaneous gratification. Back then, people put effort into relationships. Today, we simply swipe right and a few lines of ‘I love you’ get us in another person’s bed. The next day, we walk away as strangers. Our greed for love has driven us mad as we chase people in hopes that they would give us the things we need to give ourselves. In our need for intimacy, we’ve ended up isolating ourselves even more from the idea of what real connection feels like.

But we still choose to blame machines for our heartbreaks and loneliness. We blame our cellphones for our constant connectivity, blame our social networks for leeching away our time, blame our workplaces for communicating through emails after we’re done for the day. We occupy ourselves with meaningless interactions and continuous distractions to a point that by the time our day ends, we simply fall asleep out of exhaustion and then we wonder, where did our time go?

We are constantly chasing distractions in hopes that we won’t have to face ourselves. It is we who have developed these gadgets trying to sate our hunger for connection with instant messaging. Yet we forget that technology is but a tool. What we do with it holds the actual meaning. And this is where we fall prey to the corruption in our society. We would do anything but take responsibility for our actions.

Earlier, we used to blame people: children, friends, family members. We still do, but in addition to that, we now blame the very tools we invented for making our lives easier. Our phones are not the cause of addiction, it’s our lack of self-discipline; dating apps are not the cause of a self-deprecating society, it’s our addiction to instant gratification; lack of things to do is not the cause of our boredom but our lack of introspection and the desire to work on ourselves and become better than what we were yesterday. Our inability to connect with ourselves is the real reason we’re deprived of the very love we seek from others.

We have isolated ourselves from each other by substituting our lives with ‘goodies.’ I call these things goodies because they make us feel good. We feel like we’re doing something important, something good, but in reality, we’re just wasting our lives, placing the blame of everything wrong in this world, on the universe, and going back to sleep with a face that says, ‘I hate my life because I’m so lonely!’


KESC is the power division of our city which reads as Karachi Electric Supply Corporation when not abbreviated.

https://www.proprofs.com/quiz-school/story.php?title=letter-writing-pre-quiz

The Inclusion of Religion in Scientific Education in Pakistan

I get that God made this universe and some very respectable Muslim scientists were behind inventions that modernized the world. But that’s just about it. What have we done as a collective humanitarian effort other than fight?

Our textbooks are full of Quranic verses. SCIENCE TEXTBOOKS! I simply cannot understand the reason. At one point in time, you’re teaching me a verse that says God created this world or a verse saying that God created man from a clot of blood. In the next chapter, you’re teaching me scientific methods based on hypothesis, observation, theory and results. This is a question that is almost always part of the examination.

And the moment a student applies this technique in real life to learn about religion, our prestigious mullahs condemn him to hellfire, continuously insisting upon this bull that some topics are prohibited from being discussed.

Dude! REALLY?

How hard is it to say, ‘I don’t know.’? 

And where should we draw a line when it comes to shoving religion down a person’s throat?

When I talk about modernizing the world, I mean scientific advancements and exploration. Our history is full of people who encouraged us to seek knowledge and wisdom. It is full of people who praised curiosity rather than condemning people just because they wanted to know things or had questions.

A very dear friend of mine comments as follows:

Define modernity? Secondly, where are you getting your info? Really, have we only fought in our entire history? If you compare the death toll from last 100 – 120 years along with the years before, you’re gonna know the difference. 

You are questioning the humanitarian efforts of Muslims? It is we Muslims who send aid to Europe when there was a famine there. It is We who shared our place with other people of different religions when others were butchering them.

Actually, it’s not you, its the system who apparently draws us to curse our past and to start idolising the western ideologies. When the Muslims used to run the world we had peace and order. On the other hand, look at the present state (of the world). I mean all my life I only witnessed wars. War waged not by Us (Muslims) it was them who started it. 

Yes, you are right the current methodology and philosophy of our current education system not in line with our religious philosophy, current capitalistic(human construct) philosophy is nothing but the materialistic approach to life and questioning the legitimacy of the presence of God. But as Muslims to have yaqeen (belief) and emaan (faith) is the core (essence) of our life. 

It should be people like you and us who should start thinking something out of the box and revisit the current system instead of blaming everything towards the mullahs. Human beings are full of flaws so are us but that doesn’t mean we are wrong in every aspect. 

Coming to hypothesis obs theory blah blah and you know very well science is always changing. I mean today, you derive some law based on certain observation but you don’t know in the future if someone else derives something new negating the previous observation. It happened in the past and it can happen in the future.

My response is as follows:

I never said Muslims only fought. But Muslims have blood on their hands, just like Christians, Jews, and members of other faiths. That is not the point under discussion. Bloodlust is exploited as a tool for political survival under the guise of survival tendencies.

If Muslims send aid, Muslims receive it too. Helping people is not a matter of religion; it is based on the simple principle that this world is meant to be shared, not ruled. It is not a Muslim’s birthright to own, nor are we as Muslims superior to any other ethnicity or race just like any other division is not superior to the other; as stated by Prophet Muhammad SAW in his last sermon.

When the Muslims were in charge, peace prevailed, but so did the rest of the things that went along with it. We, as human beings, are full of folly, so it’s better to paint the picture as it is rather than whitewash it. If there was good, there was bad too. One cannot turn a blind eye to how things really were. Saying that all was butterflies and rainbows when the Muslims ruled implies that human beings of a certain religion are just perfect!

I am not questioning the legitimacy of God here, but one must not judge people for raising questions or being honest about their thoughts or seeking answers. We are made by this massive source of energy/ entity that has given life to everything on our plane of existence. We call it by many names, the most common, God. Just because someone is unable to understand a concept does not mean we rage war against them.

The current system should be revisited to address not only the education that is being taught in schools but the way molvis (clerics) are being taught as well. I do not have anything against the mullahs other than the fact that they are inept at rational thinking and also because of the massive bigotry that stems from what they preach and what they do!

It’s a very simple thing: there is a striking difference between an alim (scholar) and a mullah! The majority of the mullahs in our country today barely know how to read! Correct me if I’m wrong at every step of the way. A significant number of such mullahs are those who have learned this role from their peers or they couldn’t choose a different career option, or they weren’t good at studying, hence their lack of proper schooling and education. There are only a few who choose to study religion. AND I MEAN STUDY! Delve into it, dive deeper, just beyond rote learning!

Memorizing the Quran is an enormous task, but if recitation was the only thing that we ever needed, wouldn’t it be far too easy to simply record and play? We’ve had cassettes in the past, and we have MP3 players now. And we do that all the time—play the recitation on our routes while sitting idly at home in times of crisis, hoping that some miraculous thing will happen to get rid of our problems. But is that what the Quran is all about? Chanting verses blindly without the need to ever understand the words this holy book holds!

I’m not undermining religious teaching, I’m simply stating that the current religious system needs an overhaul too.

No one would like me if I kept mentioning Superman at the madrasa because of how it reminds me to be humble, kind, or help others; neither would anyone tolerate if I were to tell different arcs in Superman’s story about how he saved so many different people in all the comics I’ve read, even though Superman embodies a lot of attributes that God wants us to acquire!

Similarly, no one would like me to quote math every single time I meet them other than in a math classroom or when it is an absolute necessity. Pushing Islam into a curriculum where it does not fit simply binds us from utilizing the same out-of-the-box approach!

Do you want to know how? Let me tell you how!

I’ve heard my entire life that evolution is against Islam or that it is against what God stands for. Well, people like you and me who read scripture beyond the page would understand that it is God who plans and executes things in a manner that humans can’t comprehend, and without his planning, the universe would never exist.

So, if I say evolution is because of God’s will, or that the Omnipotent Paradox is also true and has numerous examples in Islam, I can predict a certain number of outcomes happening:

  1. I would either be termed a heretic or executed when the general population goes out on a protest against me, with the majority of the people unaware of what I said in the first place!
  2. I would be hunted down by people who would not look beyond me as an individual human being who loves God too, but twist my words according to their understanding and take justice into their own hands.
  3. Or I would be told to keep my thoughts in check for the devil implanting things in my head, and there is a very high probability of me being labelled blasphemous!

I’ve been subjected to extreme rudeness and discomfort at the hands of our mullahs when I speak out about something that is not in the air. Never have I seen a religious cleric maintain his calm or composure while discussing science; the underlying cause – ignorance.

Science brought me closer to God and I believe that critical thinking is the essence to weed out my imperfections and vices in hopes of becoming a better human being. What people think of God is something that they must question and come to terms with themselves. What and how a person thinks about God is his own journey. One lifetime is too little to achieve spiritual enlightenment. We are neither the judge nor shall we be judged on the deeds of others. The question is how pure are we on the inside?

We must continue the search for answers whether they lead us to the divine or bring us to the blight, the important thing here is that we retain our humanity along the way.

I wish that people could start seeing science as an ally and not as a subject to just get a passing grade!

This is the cell

With the beginning of new year started my journey into medical school and boy I was in for a surprise.

Not only is the teaching methodology different, but the entire perspective of how ‘Engineering is the most difficult of the disciplines of natural sciences.’ fails miserably.

I remember my first year of Engineering School like the back of my hand, because well, I failed in Differential Calculus in my second semester. FAILED in Mathematics. I had never failed a course in my life, let alone Math cause I was a really good and hardworking student. To fail that course was a blow to how I saw myself as a student.

Not many people can actually explain Math in an easy to understand manner or in a way that people retain interest afterwards. I am still able to do that. But back then, I was a blank slate. In fact, I was a glass slate and no amount of ink would stick on it. I couldn’t understand that level of mathematics at seventeen years of age.

My other subjects included basic English, basic Physics which also included some new concepts of Vectors that seemed to elude my understanding every lecture in the class, basic Computer Science and of course a lot of Math and Electronic Circuits – A course that I abso-fricken-lutely HATED! And of course, we choose a final year course to study in the first year because duh, and I got an A* on that – Applied Aerodynamics.

Most of the courses included some pretty big, hard and fast concepts which were needed to be understood. Once done, the mathematics relevant to those concepts was to be applied in areas and numerical reasoning and interpretation was essential to a successful understanding of problem solving.

All of that *points at the above paragraphs* included very little to no reading at all. We had a very limited text coverage heavily relied on mathematics. So, if you’re bad at numbers, you’re already screwed.

The other thing was lack of expertise and support. Teachers would give tasks and projects were assigned where we had to physically build up stuff from scratch and that stuff should work in order for us to pass the semester. As students from first year, this was the most challenging part that we went through. No teacher guided us or explained how presentations are made, what mistakes we’d run into, etc etc… In short, no one told us the basics. We had to learn it the hard way, by fits and starts. You either make things work or you fail the course, there was no in between. Also, we would automatically fail the course if we were absent 6 times in a theory class or 3 times in a lab.

We had three exams (25 marks each) every month out of which the best two were selected and a 30 mark final exam at the end of the fourth month. The remaining 20 marks were distributed in projects, quizzes and assignments.

This was me when I started engineering school at seventeen back in 2007. Waqar was one of the first friends I made at engineering school. He’s now a QC Engineer in Abu Dhabi.

Me (Left) and Waqar Tahir (Right)

This is me thirteen years later, entering medical school, this January.

From Right: Hashir, Me and Fahad

Hashir was the first kid of the batch, present on the day when I entered the hallway. We became friends since then and this was a good start. We’re both Headboys of our departments and there’s a healthy competition with us VS the entire batch kinda feeling.

The course load is immense and never ending. We’re studying a lot of different subjects that have in one way or another linked with each other as the coursework has progressed.

Some of the books that I have to study everyday.

But the best part is how exams are taken. We have exams every Friday. Our semester is divided into 18 weeks. Split it into two we get 9 weeks each. After 8 weeks we will have a midterm. And the next 8 weeks will culminate with a final examination.

The Friday exams consists of viva that questions our understanding of the topics taught in that week. And every week the students get to know about their performance, giving them a real time view of whether they are actually studying or wasting time.

That’s the least of our worries. There are NO written exams, which hereby completely eradicates the rote learning or lack of language skills. All papers will be based on an objective best choice questions. And all questions will be scenario based. Which means if you’ve got the concept, you now have to learn how to apply it.

But that’s not over. We’ve got compulsory extracurricular as well. Something that was not present at my engineering school. We could only play football because we were men and women could only participate in arts. It’s nothing like that here. I’ve joined both the literature and creative arts societies as well as a health club that involves students in activities which enhance their experience in the relevant niches.

These past four months have been nothing but a blur. I wake up at five, study all day, and then go to bed. A bit monotonous but I’m happy. I’ve got my brothers and Hamza to talk to and I’ve got a feeling of satisfaction and peace. And tons of photos to capture and make memes out of them.

Here ‘s’ ‘p’ ‘d’ refers to atomic orbitals which are tiny homes for electrons to live in!

There are still 4 more years to go though. This year doesn’t count, I’ve already used my cheat code IDDQD and IDKFA (from DOOM II that only 90’s kids will remember). I never thought I’d be going back to school at 30! 😀

A grain of salt

It’s been 4 months since I started Medschool. 2 months before COVID-19 stopped the Earth in its tracks.

My life has been changed in its entirety. All around upside down. You’ve heard me say this thousand times. And mostly implying a negative connotation to it. However, this time everything is alright. The change is for the better and oh so good.

I’ve started a separate page to document my medschool journey which I have yet to update it but that’s more of a college life themed writings.

Today, I’m a bit sick. Actually sick since yesterday. I’ve been feverish with a crippling stomach ache. I can barely write but I wanted to.

I also miss my dad. I miss hamza too. But I’m glad he’s home, just a few miles away, but my best friend is safe and home. I remember I would ask dad why he had to leave Pindi. Had he stayed, I’d be spending time with hamza and he’d answer, because I wanted to marry your mom.

I’m happy. I’m really happy but at the same time too tired and sick. I’m worried to the bone ever since my sister’s been exposed to the virus. Even thought her tests came negative, being a surgeon she refused to back down and she’s just been told that she has to get another test because she was exposed once again. Two of her colleagues are now infected.

I’m telling her to quit going to the hospital but she won’t listen. And I’m just not willing to lose her.

My sister and my best friend are the only people I have in my life that give me strength to carry on. I don’t know how to live in a world in which my sister does not exist. She’s been my mom and dad since forever, pushing me to be strong, being there for me all the time.

And hamza, I’ve got no words for him. He’s my person. The kind of human we ache to have in our lives forever. This path to spirituality that I’ve taken over the last year was because of his love compassion and kindness.

He pushes me, forces me to become the very best version of myself.

I can’t write further. My fever is killing me. I just got done with exams. And continuous assignments. Now my vivas begin from the fourth of May. I’ll update on a lot of things, about medschool about a lot of cool science, about different methodologies in engineering and health sciences or my dream of working with hamza and winning the nobel prize.

But if you wanna follow my medschool life, visit this page and follow my new medschool journal on Instagram.

A eulogy for humanity

Water is life and yet you consumed
Pilferred polluted wasted it away
I wept for every oil spill every toxic dump
Every wave of sewage left me undone

Your paper plates and plastic knives
Have left me scarred and barren
My children are naked, hungry and alone
You took their shelter whilst I gave you home

Then you forced yourself on me
With bulldozers and tractors
And powerdrills and warhammers
How could I think I was safe with you
You’re the ones who defile your own fertile

The age of industrialization you often claim
Batteries, napalms, aeroplanes
So many killed without taking an aim
The enlightenment of human civilization
What a delightful conundrum, the wonders of creation
With smoke and smog and choking hazards
Your cards are finally on the table

I wept and begged but you ne’er heard
Ravaged every thrush, deer and songbird
Til I realized my children you’re not
Scoundrels, wretched warmongers in the lot

It’s time you witness the grandeur of your doom
I’ll breathe fire lets light up the fumes
Your fragile lungs are glass, oh! dear
Let me huff and puff a little bit of air

Sit back rejoice your end is nigh
I’ll make sure you suffer before you die
You’ll wish you could breathe the air you pollute
I concur, it’s all done, now your story concludes

© 2020

Dido – White Flag

And when we meet, which I’m sure we will

All that was there, will be there still

I’ll let it pass and hold my tongue

And you will think that I’ve moved on…

The 2019 acoustic version

The song is a decade old but still one of the best ones of Dido. People wouldn’t know how amazing her voice still sounds as it was in the 90s. Soothing and soft, like the lullaby you’d need to calm you on a troubling day.

The 2009 video