Photoshop (My First Love)

A header created for my website – TERRORISM

Photoshop – a toy with which you have to dirty your hands when you are ultimately a teenager whether it is the part of your high school curriculum or not. Instead, let me phrase it like this: Photoshop for ALL AGES! Photoshop, Dream-weaver, Flash, Corel Draw and many more have been playing a great part in nourishing the young minds overflowing with creativity enabling them to sketch their minds out on a virtual white sheet with the help of some enthralling virtual tools. This is an extraordinary idea for people (like me) who would have many creative and innovative ideas at the back of their minds but due to poor drawing skills; they lack in presenting their thoughts efficiently. “PHOTOSHOP FOR ALL AGES” – once who gets addicted to editing through these incredulous software; their vision is sharpened with technicality. However, they are able to point out at minor and major flaws naturally with a bare glance comparatively to those not-so-crazy-editor-beings. Professionalism is always encouraged when it is blended with fun and creativity and thus at the end of the day versatility always have the biggest share.

I have been having fun with many of my personal photographs as well as my friend’s photographs and this is one reason why Photoshop and some of the other software works like a heart beat for me. The “Editing” treasures my boring world; I love to add “MY-SIGNATURE-TOUCH” to all what I own especially the collection of  “GOTCHAS”  – it gives me and my friends a good time to laugh hysterically while comparing the real shot with the edited ones. Mitsy (my very best friend) is fond of my editing. He would make fun of me, pull my leg and do all he can to just prove how I made a fool out of myself while editing our shots but at the end of the day he is the first one to thank me for reframing things amusingly which makes our day so very special every time. Photoshop is steaming software – ALL IN ONE PACKAGE where enjoyment is guaranteed.


I was first introduced to the editing world when I was twelve and Photoshop became the part of my secondary school curriculum – at that instant I hated it to death. Of course, as a part of the curriculum which student would embrace it counting on its benefits but after all, when I turned 15 and I made my first website with the help of some online tutorials on youtube; that was the smashing moment – the time I fell in love with Photoshop. With that website, I won two titles – one from my high school and the other from a computer agency to which I presented my website with the help of a power point presentation. The titles were “The Wizard of Computer” and “The Next Bill Gates” respectively. From then onward, Photoshop was all fun. I earned US$ quite a few times on the basis of these editing skills by offering as a freelancer editor. The experience was mind blowing and encouraged me to learn more about other things in the immense Cyber-World so as to survive in the society where unemployment is a huge propaganda.


The homepage of my first ever website – BOOK CLUB

The first ever header designed by me for my friend’s website

The header for my first website – BOOK CLUB

Therefore, there is a short message to this post. Evaluate your creativity and pursue it to enhance and improve your skills that can help you in future to fight the disastrous world. No one lags creativity, we all are able to express ourselves in one way or the other. For example: the writers are creative to construct a golden bridge through a simple pen, an artist displays his creativity with a simple paint brush (and colors of course), a lover showcases his creativity to accomplish the destination of love through his efforts and no one in this world is less creative than the other. We all have our own potentials to flourish and prosper accordingly. Believe in yourself and you have a way to pave. 

The Subterranean World Is Reformed!

The Subterranean World – The greatest Word-Press site in all the land!

“Spam is a piece of crap trying to mess with you”, says Emily. Riana trying to clean the black eye pencil spooked around her eyes after crying for an eternity throws a thrashing glance to Emily through the mirror and Emily knew that it was a good option to stop babbling for that moment. Riana pushed the dressing stool aside as she got up to grab some more tissues and realized that there were no more in the cardboard box. “WHY ONLY ME??”, screams Riana with all the oxygen in her lungs and threw herself beside Emily in the bed.

“Sissy, life is the name to MOVE ON!”, cheerfully exclaims Emily but Riana is too tired to make the next move when all the disappointments have to hit the shores of her heart at one time. She was feeling miserably hollow as the vicious circle on the internet had destroyed her small world of passion, the world of her thoughts, the world where she escaped the reality, the world where she met people with her choice, a world where she was a celebrity in herself, a world which was imperfectly perfect for her – THE SUBTERRANEAN WORLD.

A bunch of damned spammers have had her account hacked and whenever she wished to log in, the message “INVALID USER ID OR PASSWORD” popped in breaking her heart every time she saw the same message on her laptop’s screen. The very first time she saw this message, she thought it was an alarm bell for her to change her old laptop as the keys of the keyboard are too retarded to type in her correct password. Trying about for over a  couple of  times she logged in through her i-phone and then through the desktop computer, hence the same message at three different receiving sources was a sign of a PROBLEM! Without her knowing, her world was hijacked – this certainly was a heart attack for her.

She wrote to the organizers and the team of the hosting site but all they responded was that the reported blog is deleted and if she wishes to continue her passion, she needs to start all over again. This was more disappointing as now there was no end to this lasting doom – the construction of a new world was not an easy task when all her mind recalled was her old world, the world she has built with dreams, love and all her desires.

One wonderful side of this entire trauma was that whether it was raining or thunder storming, her world was never away from her as she still received e-mails from the people who comprised her world. They were the one acting like the energy boosters who took her as high as a parachute and this love-parachute was not coming down instead going high and high up in the sky where ultimately with their encouragement and support she promised to make a great come-back.

Hello Everybody! Naima is back with a new world to rock on! Thank you so much for the over whelming support and cooperation throughout. Special thanks to Rahul (, Preety( and Donald( – the three inspirations that are responsible for bringing me back with a positive spirit, thank you so much to all the readers who kept an intact contact with me through mailbox. Love you all. Stay Blessed. Amen.