Tag: postaday

  • …Meanwhile, In Lahore: Too Much Heart For One Sex

    Around 2 PM today, I found a woman outside my gate. Eyebrows perfectly threaded, vivacious red lipstick, and a purple dupatta surrounding her black hair like a misty cloud. On closer inspection however, I saw the tell tale giveaways. The broad shoulders, too wide to be entirely feminine, the lips too rugged to sit on →

  • …Meanwhile, In Lahore

    It’s 11.51 AM exactly, and the weather outside is wonderful, as only weather in Lahore can be, towards the end of November. Its not too sunny, not too windy, and not too cold. I could go out and lie down, sleep or dream or read in the grass, all without the threat of getting a →

  • Islam Through The Eyes Of A Non Biased Muslim.

    Of all the spidery roads and housing grids making up my city, a certain street winds into a bazaar. I happened to walk in there some days ago, armed with a heavy dupatta, from head to toe. The reason? To throw off the leering stares of the shopkeepers and other assorted passersby of the male →

  • How To… Survive The Aftermath Of A Horror Film/Book, Like A Pro

    Lullaby, by Diane Guest. What can I say? The book had me shivering and jumping around at every tiny sound like a squirrel with its tail on fire. I could not put it down, and at the same time I couldn’t read it through either. Few books have scared me, but this one came out →

  • Dear Dead Child, Stop Haunting Me. I’m Squeamish Already.

    I think my house is haunted. A few days ago, I heard a light switch turning on, off and on again continuously, while no one besides me was at home. I even went in all the rooms and checked them inside out but the noise didn’t stop. Yes, like the girl in the horror movies →

  • I Left My Heart In Readings

    Yesterday, I went on an adventure. A real life, winding-corridors adventure, with new opportunity at every turn, flavoured with the paper thin smell of yellow books. Adventure, warm and familiar. Readings in Lahore, is one of the only bookstores where books are personified, alive. I don’t get to visit that often, but when I do, I go crazy with →

  • Twilight, Or The Idiot’s Guide To Flirting With McSparkles and McHairy

    Write a summary of the book you’ve always wanted to write for the back cover of its dust jacket. About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was someone’s weird sparkly idea of a vampire (dude SPARKLES…Dracula would stake himself). Second, there was a part of him – that thirsted for my blood..umm obviously because he’s →

  • Re-defining “Unique”

    I’ve been away from my blog for a few days, searching for inspiration and what not. And seashells, even though the city I live in does not have a beach… The point is, I got my blog topic today. I went to the grocery store and saw packs and packs of Milo stacked together. And →

  • Adele Got It Right..

    I don’t listen to Adele. No. And I only have three Taylor Swift tracks in my phone. Not a hater, but not a fan of weepy break up songs either. But randomly minding my own business, surfing the net (for funny pictures of cats, judge me), I came across ‘Skyfall’. Not the movie, but the →

  • Finally Built My Time Machine – And Threw It Away

    Go back in time to an event you think could have played out differently for you. Let alternate history have its moment: tell us what could, would or should have happened? This. Is. Epic! I have the actual chance to hypothetically change my history as I know it. So what should I revisit and change? Juicy possibilities →

  • Death Comes In Shades Of Blue

    Right. I tried everything. Death really does come in blue and purple. Coco had babies around 9 days ago, and I already wrote about how two of them died so suddenly because she rejected them. This is about the third kitten, the one that was supposed to stay alive and strong and healthy. After the →

  • LBP – Myth or Reality?

    Have you ever lost a ballpoint – repeatedly? Then you’re in the right place. Hi, this is my new ballpoint. I just bought it in the morning from the store/peddler/random guy on the street, because I need it at school/at work/to throw at someone. Something miraculous will happen to it in a few hours’ time. →

  • How To…Love The One You’re With

    Love the one you’re with. Love the place you’re in. Love the time you’re in. Love the people around you. Love and live, the moment! What might I mean, you ask? Well, ‘love the one you’re with’  crops up: a phrase which directly interprets as ‘love the person you’re with, even if you’re not in →

  • Crows Kill People. Assault, Attack, Raid.

    Think of something that truly repulses you. Hold that thought until your skin squirms. Now, write a glowing puff piece about its amazing merits. This might be one of the hardest topics to write about. Ever. And even though everything has a good and bad side, I’m convinced what I’m repulsed by HAS no good →

  • Old Is Gold/Gold is Nokia.

    CRISIS SITUATION. What may it be, you ask? MY BLACKBERRY FROZE. Oh, you answer, that’s routine, it happens sometimes. There may be too many apps running, or the processor is slow, or something happened to it, but I  assure you, this is a normal situation. Reeeeeeeeallly? On average, smartphones ‘freeze’ or ‘hang’ quite routinely, as →

  • Dear Minz

    Hi Minz. I feel like writing something to you right now. Call it sudden inspiration. You might like it.  You’re my best friend, and the best sister anyone in the world could ever ever have, you know. You’re an Aries, so that means you’re kind of reckless sometimes, and don’t really listen to anyone even →

  • Don’t Bury Me…Just Yet

    My cat, Coco recently gave birth to three beautiful orange and white kittens. It was just too good to be true, as I found out today. I checked on the kittens, only to find that two of them looked…well, dead. I panicked and picked them up. They were barely holding on at the moment, and →

  • OhMiGod, Minz Please Don’t Disappear!

    You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go! My favouritest person alive is my sister. Her pet name is Minz, and she’s 14 years old..(mentally she is 3) <— just my little joke 😀 Reason →

  • I Am, My Sister’s Keeper

    Jodi Picoult’s novel, ‘My Sister’s Keeper’ starts off with the chapters being divided into different events seen by different characters. It starts with Anna Fitzgerald waiting to see a lawyer who has just recently, sued God, and won. Picoult brings a larger than life view to Campbell Alexander, the lawyer, and then places him as →

  • Houston, We Have A Fluffball <3

    Okay so you see this cat sitting on a chair and giving the camera one of the best ‘dafuq’ faces I’ve ever seen? This is the story of how this party animal became a mommy (the all night ragers had to go…), and made me and my two sisters the happiest kitty owners in the →

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