I am the writer of my story,
the leader of my foot steps, and the slave of God.
My past is my lesson, and I am my own teacher.
The present is my experience, and I am at my own risk.
The future is my mystery, and I am embarking on my own journey.
I erase questions rather than looking for answers. I don't usually balance the weights I carry wisely. I've been a wreck, and I've survived it.
I've seen fear therefore I appreciate silent peace.
Sadness is no foreign concept, and that's what makes laughter my get away.. My happiness.
I hold on to what I believe in. My faith is stronger than anything I possess.
I may be locked sometimes, but my imagination never fails to set me free.
I am many things for people only for care and peace, I am myself. I am me.

                                                                     Muhammad Naeem ul Fateh, PhD

Our existence is driven by Two major paradigims:
Renewal and Preservation:
While the world Advances from the past Into the future as we travel Individuals from the past Into the future ...
this is our tragedy.

I am not creating the centre to transform work into lelics from the past or to create for memories. 

The Centre thrives on the innovation and creativity of the future, focusing on science, computers and creative arts in years to come for our generations.

A strong business sector is vitally important to this country.  But so is a strong government.

I hope that will change. Perhaps we can express a bit more skepticism the next time someone tells us, breathlessly, that the “boundaries are blurring” or are increasingly “unimportant.”

Partner, KJ, is a caring person and assisting to treat psycho patients, I fear sometime she can become psycho, she often reminds me that, in human relationships. This seems to me to be equally true when considering how to strike the right kind of dynamic with your neighbor who stops by frequently without calling first and when considering how our sectors work together.

Utlizing talent and how to become Ubiquitous?

It was 8 a.m. on a Friday 2nd of September 2011, and I stumbled into my local coffee shop. My barrowed Latop and my new present a IPAD from Oxford in tow and shaking off jetlag, I steeled myself for the onslaught: replying to the hundreds of emailsthathad built up while I'd been away on hilly area for surverying the area of rural Islambabad and neighbourhod.

Like many professionals, I have a complicated relationship with holiday — coveting the idea of relaxation, while dreading the idea of being out of touch. (Even with absurd data roaming rates, it's hard to resist the siren call of email.)

The trip had been incredible — the best of Green mountains  — but I returned feeling guilty and slightly panicked. What had I missed? What moves were competitors making in my absence? And that's when I spotted Mimi, one of the most connected players in town (Islamabad). She (50 years old) smiled and walked over to my table. "How's it going?" she said. "You're everywhere."

In that moment, I realized you don't have to be present in order to be ubiquitous.