Tag: life

  • How Facebook And I Came To Be…

    This memory came back to me right after I read an entry in the Daily Post. Something about it being Facebook’s ten year anniversary next year. I actually remember how I heard about Facebook…it’s an interesting story. Somewhere in 2008, I was angrily sharing a dilemma that had cropped up on the then popular social… →

  • My Senile Grandmother. And Her Cat Who Knits Me Sweaters.

    What makes a blog great? Or: Why I Spend All My Time On WordPress Let’s see… 1. CAPTIVATING TITLES! – If a post has a funny, quirky title, I’ll be sure to open it up. And if it has some words outlined in bold, well then, I decide to camp out on the blog with my cup… →

  • The Anti-Me, Anti-She

    If I were my exact opposite…this should be fun: 1. From girly girl to tomboy. I’d be the girl sporting leather jackets, metal studs, mad pink eyebrows and pierced everything. I’d be rough around the edges, street. A pink lip mark crusted cigarette would have a place of honour between my lips, along with bad… →

  • And…Another One Bites The Dust: Nineteenth Birthday

    Ahh, June 25th. Another year. Nineteen finally, happy and content. Hello, birthday. Hello Nineteen. I hope we can be friends. Wishlist: A bestseller to my name, the power to talk to animals, a tiny teensy waist and magic powers. Because all the things I have are already out of this world. Thank you God, I’m… →

  • Facebook Connect…Thumbs Up Please?

    Hi, I’ve been writing this blog for almost a year, and in speed time, its grown. I never thought I’d have a voice, or that over 200 people would want to hear what I had to say. I’ve found my vocation, which is pretty useful, since I had earlier dreams of being a princess, a… →

  • Saved By The Frappe

    The kindest moment that happened to me was around two months ago, in a mall. I was in dire, I say dire need of a sugar rush (I happen to be the most incorrigible sweet tooth ever). I was almost dizzy when I reached the Starbucks counter, and flopped my sad little head onto it.… →

  • Pain, Loss, And Art

    The birthday call The phone rings at precisely twelve A shuffle, a pause “Hi, happy birthday” “Why thank you” The awkward silence Stretching, expanding, drowning Every minute weeping, Telling the tale Of a different memory. * The world out there The sky and earth Niches carved for sun and stars It’s still the same “But… →

  • Of Rain, And Being Born

    I was a child born to rain. The 25th of June, 1994 was a break in a nearly four month long scorching heat wave. On this day, when I was still cocooned, blissfully ignorant, in the encompassing safety of my mother’s womb, around 7 people lost their lives in the city. Lahore was like an… →

  • Bracelets Aren’t Made Of Blood (Warning: Might Be Triggering)

    I’m genuinely disturbed. No matter what I’m doing online, instagram, facebook, twitter, or just reading the news, there’s at least one post that mentions this: Self Harm. I’m not going to pretend to understand what goes on in the minds of people who harm themselves. I was raised in a family of extremely strong individuals,… →

  • Hold My Hand, You’re All Alone. And Now, So Are We.

    How do I tell you what loneliness is? Loneliness is standing in the middle of a raging thunderstorm, and being caught up by the noise inside your head. It’s that time between day and night, when the day has begun to pick up it’s things and leave, and night is still a distant event. Loneliness… →

  • Masala Tea, And Indian Memories

    I wonder who among us doesn’t occasionally sit down and have tea with their memories. The past, whatever it is, just is. Or was, whichever is more appropriate. Memories are a strange and wonderful thing; sometimes you remember perfectly, that chunk of recollection is there in your palm, and yet at other times you embellish, add on… →

  • A Controversy For Your Collection, Mr. President

    Dear (Mr.) President of the USA, (controversy, obviously) I’d like you to trade places with me for a day. When you’re in my body and start to live your life, you’ll inevitably notice a lot of things. First off, you will wake up in stifling heat, your bedclothes pasted to you, by glue it’d seem.… →

  • Ginny Weasley, Meet Real Life

    So, my best friend and I (in a particularly twilight zonish bout of insomnia), were complaining about how girls in books never have to go through regular life. Okay sure, so they have a lot on their plates, what with Dark Lords, Dragons, and lumpy spaghetti. But as with the Harry Potter series, there’s magic,… →

  • Broccoli Yes, Ryan Gosling No

    The ‘I Am Sort of Weird’ List: Basically, I’m different from a lot of people my age, and here’s how. I love love LOVE broccoli. With cheese, without, steamed, boiled, mushy, anything. I don’t like Ryan Gosling. Repeat. Do not. Never have, never will. I think about things on various levels. For eg, I picture myself… →

  • Having Tea With The Tsar In A Cottage On The Nile…?

    I want to have wings on my feet. I want to…explore. I want to have breakfast in a river side cafe in Paris and lunch in a crowded sweet-smelling farmers market in California.  I want to live out of my suitcase; I don’t have a problem washing my clothes in a stream in Japan while stunned… →

  • Heirate mich! Hooking Up With The Berlin Wall…And More

    So…stranded in a strange country with no monies and no food? Gulp. Being stuck in a foreign country where the locals speak English would be way too easy. I could just seek out a kindred looking spirit, ask to use their cell phone and call my family or the nearest embassy, and get rescued. So to… →

  • Dragon’s Loyalty Award!

    Oh my oh my! The Dragon’s Loyalty Award! I’m hoping this comes complete with a stone castle, emeralds as big as my palm and of course my perfect prince… On a serious note, WOW. This is one of the coolest awards I’ve received, and all thanks to Arman at Corporate Skirts. You’re a sweetheart! ❤… →

  • “Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!”

    “Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!” Dumbledore’s ‘signature’ dialogue, which in a way opens and closes the Harry Potter series. Since the phrase refers to the four houses, I’ll let my mind ponder over the possibilities… NITWIT…RAVENCLAW: After being sorted, I would be ecstatic. Actually, since I’d be so brilliant, I would just politely and demurely congratulate… →

  • How To…Survive A Gap Year

    Gap Year: (def.) A year that you take off from ‘normal’ life, namely hole up at home and veg out, away from real responsibilities, basically adult stuff. This year that I took off from real life, has been strange. I took a vacation because I got rejected from the one university I wanted to get into,… →

  • Emasculation and Derogation…Why Respect Can Never Be Overrated

    I’ve seen so many couples. Teenagers in for a ‘fling’, couples struggling through their 10th anniversary, even couples who relished their 70th year together, and still found themselves wishing for more time. And now I want to root out the rules for a successful relationship. I won’t pretend that I can even begin to understand… →