Tag: postaday

  • The 7 Advantages Of Being A Girl

    Now I don’t want to set foot in the murky waters of the men vs women debate. But I will say that while some people say it’s a male dominated society in general, there’s a lot in it for the “softer sex” too…and I consider all the sassy gay guys too. So, women, read on… #1: THE SMART →

  • What Sings Beneath The Earth (fiction)

    So I’ve decided to take the bull by the horns and dab away at a spot of fiction. I’m an impatient person so fiction doesn’t come easily to me. Short stories, let alone full blown novels have completely evaded me. Except now I’ve written something. Oh what an accomplishment. The piece is called What Sings →

  • Pull Up Your Pants, Turn Off Your Swagger – The Bill O’ Reilly Debate

    Fox News Host Bill O’ Reilly talked about how the African American community is disintegrating, and young black men are choosing lives filled with drugs, violence and crime. He also featured a a song sung by Lil Wayne, using it as an example to show people how black music is full of negative language and →

  • Send Me Flowers Again…

    Ring. “Drat!” The doorbell goes off Ten minutes to nine Precisely timed, Flowers on the porch Silver holder, pink card “From a secret admirer” “Oh, not again!” * I’m clean worn out With this flower business Just last week It was chocolates, A month ago Love poem, printed out I know my eyes sparkle And →

  • How To…Tell If You’re A Clingy Best Friend

    7 Signs That Show If You’re A Clingy Best Friend 1. Speed Dial Cling On – Your best friend has been given a dedicated key on your dial pad, so you can contact them in the space of seconds should an emergency arise. For example, your hairdresser cuts your hair an inch too short and →

  • Grab Your Box Of Tissues…

    I dread looking at stats… My main five posts have all been about social issues…huh. This is a surprise because I thought all my light and fluffy posts were more popular. Guess who’s breaking out the compassion journal and tears? →

  • Of Mammograms, Ultrasounds and Peacocks

    As you step onto the slick marble floors of the Shaukat Khanum Memorial Cancer Hospital and Research Center, you’re faced with a bank of elevators.To the left veers the Radiology Department, and to the right sprawls the Nuclear Medicine Ward. It was there that I turned.  The brightly lit corridor is infused with sunlight, pouring in from →

  • Ghetto Harry Potter Meets Gay Mr. Darcy

    I’ve always admired writers who can dabble in fiction. I myself, although not a writer yet, have never approached the imaginary world, at least not on paper. More than fiction, however, I’m curious about fan fiction. Taking up another’s original idea, concept and theme and adding your own version it. So Harry Potter could be →

  • Politics = Passion…Pakistani Tales

    Politics…means different things to different people. Or should I say to different nations? Because never have I seen a nation so obsessed, no infused with their political system; where political leaders, discussions and rallies are the backbone of everyday conversations, than Pakistan. In Lahore, you’d be hard pressed to find someone who didn’t know and had something to say →

  • Sex Sells…Empathy Doesn’t

    Prostitute.  def: Noun. A person, typically a woman, who engages in sex for payment. How would you describe her? Standing on a shadowy street corner with an uplifted head, searching for her next customer. Heavily rimmed eyes, the kohl giving her an aura of toughness she doesn’t really possess. Inches thick padded push up bra to uplift →

  • …Hit Me

    I want to know…what you think. I need some feedback. I’ve worked hard to make this blog an achievment I can be proud of someday, and even though that day is far off yet, I feel like I’m on the right road.  And now I want to know how to make improvements.  Tell me how →

  • 8 Things You’ll Be Shocked To Know (About Me)

    The following kernels of information might be disturbing, might be surprising, might be revealing. They might make you clap your hands in laughter, or rub them together as you conspire against me…nevertheless, these are the things about me nobody knows: 1. I CAN RAP. Yes, to look at me you wouldn’t think this was true for →

  • On Being Struck By Lightning, And Dying

    Wednesday, July 10th, 2013. Today, I died. At around 3 PM today, I was outside, dancing in the rain that I so passionately loved. It was a full blown thunderstorm, with dense grey clouds that seemed to have absorbed all the world’s grief. For me, however, the blue grey streaks that split the sky into →

  • The 7 Types Of Girls I Met In Highschool

    Right off the bat then…here are the seven different types of girls I met in school: 1. THE FAKERS… These are the girls who arrive at school everyday with a determined, gleaming, practised smile. They meet their fellow students with hugs, gushy emotional outbursts and loaded compliments. “Oh hi *insert name*, you look wonderful today! I’m so jealous of how →

  • Who’s Idea Of Perfect Are You? Or, Why Anorexia Has Become A Must-Have

    “She had sooty lashes that formed a thick fringe around her gently moulded almond shaped eyes, which flashed sea green when she was calm, and turned to darker jade when troubled. Her tiny waist needed no corset, rather it would’ve been a constriction, a cage for her lively spirit, which gleamed through every graceful curve →

  • Oh, Him And Her And Them? They’re Just My Home…

    I’m not homeless. Just to clarify what ‘home’ means to me: it means somewhere you can return at the end of a long, exhausting day and hang up your metaphorical coat, and don your fuzzy slippers. Home is comfort, and familiarity. Home is where you play your music the loudest, where the mirrors have seen →

  • Mementos Are No Good. “You want remember, so just remember” – Janet Fitch

    I don’t know Why is it the world Works this way? * It used to show: You’d lie asleep, curled Never imagining It would be taken away * The highs and lows Did never manage to unfurl Your secret looks, Your kisses and your smiles Bright as the day * I wonder why, just now →

  • 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 →

  • How To…Bling Up Your Blog (With Pictures)

    I haven’t written a how-to in a while, and so here is one just for you, all the people I love. It’s only been a year since I started blogging, and it took me a while to learn the ropes. This article explains the simplest way to upload buttons to your blog. This is how →

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