Tag: writing

  • Somebody Call 911…The Tale Of An Itchy Crisis.

    This is the time when I managed a crisis while thinking on my feet, one that I’m rather proud of :’). I was sitting minding my own business, when suddenly, it snuck up on me. With it’s spiky legs and quiet cheek, it landed. My nose started to itch…I couldn’t scratch it because I had →

  • I’m A Child Of The Rain, At Home In The Soil

    Rain… This reminds me of the first time I actually ‘experienced’ a thunderstorm as a child. I was a little over 7 years old, and had been playing in the back garden quietly, with dolls and imaginary friends alike. Augusts in Lahore are monsoon months, with heavy rain coming down at unexpected moments. Before I →

  • 136 Kinds Of Weather…

    Winter’s End A hard winter, this was. The end of winter is here; spring yawns and awakens. Starting over means that when I wake up at 5 am, it won’t be dark outside; the sky won’t be the shade of a two day old bruise. Instead, dawn will be straining to break out, streaking candy →

  • I Have A New Baby!

    I’ve been busy for the past two days, setting up a new blog. The idea for my new baby, as I like to call it came from one of my greatest obsessions: urban myths and legends. I’ve always been fascinated with legends, rumours and scary stories and so I decided to make a whole new →

  • Help! My Ice Cream Is Hysterical!

    32 flavours…Hmmm. If I could make a new ice cream flavour, it would be ‘talking ice cream.’ Imagine if your ice cream could talk to you. Of course, it would be more expensive than normal ice cream, but it would be worth it. So you come back with two scoops of talking ice cream, and →

  • Lemony Snicket’s Logic

    If you are allergic to a thing, it is best not to put that thing in your mouth, particularly if the thing is cats.                            – Lemony Snicket I think I’m allergic to compliments. For example, when I walk into a family lunch →

  • My Teacher, Who Pets Some And Tries All…

    My teacher can’t be seen, or heard even. My teacher has never received much recognition, except on job resumes, or in hiring adverts. My teacher is intangible, and comes in infinite different shapes and sizes. And so, my teacher cannot be seen or heard. Unless you really start to listen. Because my teacher is experience. Experience started →

  • The Voices In My Bathroom Were Real…Oh God

    I’m a control freak. I thought ‘helpless‘ wasn’t in my dictionary. Until this morning. Today, around 7.30 AM I had the two worst nightmares I have ever had, even as a child. And what makes you feel more helpless than your subconscious? It shows you things you can’t control, or change. Unless you’re a lucid →

  • Heathcliff Is My Romeo?

    Call Me Ishmael At the best of times, you may call me ‘indecisive’. Therefore, it will not surprise anyone to see not one, but two first lines from books. I have too many favourites! “1801 – I have just returned from a visit to my landlord – the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly →

  • 7 Things Indian Cinema Has Taught Me…

    1. Make up stays on permanently, and never runs. For normal women, getting drenched in a thunderstorm, water fight or sob fest inevitably leads to runny mascara, smudged lipstick and messy base, making them look just slightly less graceful than your everyday quality vampire. In Indian movies however, heroines do not go through this ordeal. Their →

  • Writing Has Its Rewards…And Awards!

    Blogging days for me just could not get any better! Two days ago, I got nominated for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award and today I came here to find another award. Yes, I’m talking about this as if these are Golden Oscars, but honestly, to me, they’re nothing else! I never ever thought →

  • Feels Like An Oscar Nomination

    I just signed into WordPress and found a comment notification by Hey Sugar Sugar, saying that she nominated me for the ‘Sisterhood of the World’ Bloggers Award. Let me just say, for me, this is the absolute best thing that could have happened. i started blogging two months ago and saw many excellent bloggers who had these award proudly →

  • Nice To Meet You! :)

    I just read Hey Sugar Sugar‘s post where she ‘parameterized‘ herself, and found it very interesting. Here’s my own version: I’m 5 feet, 2 1/2 inches. I weigh exactly 49 kg (I don’t like measuring in lbs). I was born on the 25th of June, in 1994. Summer baby who can’t stand winters. I’m female. Duh. Both my eyes →

  • How To… Come Up With New Year’s Resolutions

    I had a hard time thinking of complete New Year’s resolutions this year. And so I compiled a list of ‘How To’s’ for anyone stuck in the same situation as me. If you’re a normal person, you’ve probably offended one or two people in 2012. Snapped at your mom, dad or cat, or punched your →

  • Meanwhile, In Lahore… How To Take A Hot Shower

    It was 8 pm, as I walked over to the kitchen in my extra woolly socks. A freezing windy Monday night, like the others before it. So curse my luck, for needing a shower just then. However, as always there was no gas and therefore no hot water in the house. As usual. And so →

  • The Princess and the Unpopular Phoenix…

    Unpopular Choices? Initiate dream sequence, since its an unforgiving winter’s day outside… My sister and I were lounging lazily under the shade of a brilliant green palm leaf, our feet dipped in the crystal blue green pond, staring up at the sky. Since it was a tropical forest, the sun seemed to be on full beam, and the mellow →

  • People Aren’t Made For Slaughter. Cattle Are.

    Dear leader, I went out yesterday, to the inner city. My city, that from the outside flashes by like a green, glitzy, noisy blur that seems ideal. The  city that seems to have a viable beating heart in the center, connecting all who live, dream and toil here everyday. I ventured into this sacred heart →

  • Playing Hide And Seek With Death? Not My Style…

    If there were a real Fountain of Youth, would you drink the water? Fountain of youth immediately reminds me of Twilight, Anne Rice, and Ian Somerhalder. Basically, vampires. And the philosopher’s stone. But the answer is simple. No, I would not drink the water. I don’t want to stay young and party every day. I →

  • YES, I’ve Found The Secret To Happiness!

    You don’t know just how lucky you are, until you see this. What might you classify as ‘unlucky’? Fight with mom/dad/partner, a day with no hot water, when you run out of cold coffee, or chocolate, or when your kids are annoying you? I haven’t been in a war and I don’t carry any battle →

  • Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String

    Someone knocked at my gate. I expected the usual; salesperson, beggar, cleaning woman, or kids playing a prank. Instead, I found a complete and utter stranger: the post man. How had he ventured onto this territory, this alien land he never ever visited? I figured he probably had the wrong address and had stopped to →

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