Tuesday, August 25, 2009

I cant run anymore

Do you know the feeling when you are running after or away from something and your legs really hurt because you have to run even if you cant. You keep on running till you cant feel your legs and then you suddenly fall down because they gave up.

I feel like that. Cheers to a life full of blah-ness.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Everytime I fall, it hurts.

Every time I fall,trip or slip I'm one of those who laugh a little or maybe more because its funny but when I fall for someone it just hurts like a bitch because I end up falling for the wrong person. Literally its the same every time but a normal person has to end up falling for some one, I mean if I did not then that would be fishy. There are time when I think Alpash was one of the best guys I had ever met but some irrational decisions have to be lived with forever, and I must add, with lots and lots of regret. So for now, there's falling and getting hurt. Getting up and getting over. And falling again and getting up all by myself all over again. Sigh.

Friday, August 21, 2009

When photographs look like a beautiful dream

Photographs are a way to capture a moment but someone who can beautifully capture it and make your jaw drop down to the floor when its beauty mesmerizes you. Never in my life have I been so caught by somebody's work. Do have a look. Besides being an amazing photographer he is very down to earth and a friend.
http://flickriver.com/photos/22595649@N00/popular-interesting/

*Make sure you respect the artist's work by not copying it and using it elsewhere.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The word full of complications in a world soo complicated


"Life ends after marriage"
This has been echo-ing in my head since the minute this girl from class said it. She got married two years back and has now returned to complete her degree.

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage ~ Lao Tzu

Marriage is a necessity but not a compulsion.To be loved and to love someone means a lot to every human being. It is the most beautiful thing after all but it is the most scariest thing ever. How with age pressure increases, and how after marriage life changes.
From sharing a bed to sharing a life, one sacrifices personal space. My friend once said "You have no other option but to stay in the same room even if you're upset with your husband"

What I don't understand is, why one sees rainbows and butterflies while being in a relationship and have a totally different way of living after marriage. I agree that life cant be a fairy tale; it includes sharing bills and responsibilities. What I see missing is the essence of marriage as society has changed our perspective in alot of ways and to make a marriage work, its best not to conform. 'The gifts and fake smiles and the dinners at relatives every night.'

The definition of love is respect and freedom.Until I dont find what I believe in, I choose to remain single. I dont need a man for my happiness but a partner who will have faith in me, who will believe in me, who would know that Im capable of doing things, and that I dont need to change my last name just because Im his wife.
Whats meant to be will happen but trust me this post isnt my utopia speaking.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

The fairy tale love story

After being stuck with the wrong guy for three years,Moss has finally found the perfect guy and I'm really happy for her. Dan is an amazing guy and just to justify the title of this post I have a message to include that Dan sent Moss " I w t m b"
The sms was written exactly like this and this isnt their code or something but she immediately understood what it meant "I will try my best"
I <3 u moss

Saturday, August 15, 2009

I log in with anticipation knowing I have something worth blogging in my head and then as soon as I begin to write my mind goes blank. I feel hollow, depressed,lonely, lost and confused. Hollow because I feel numb and horribly depressed, in a dull and lifeless way.The situation that cannot be explained and can never be understood. My mother once said "Somebody's pain is just a story for someone because they cant feel it but they can listen". Lonely because of a few reasons but that doesn't imply that I'm that freak without friends in her corner. One can have hundreds of friends and still be very lonely because 'the person' is missing. Confused because some situations aren't making much sense. The depressed and confused situation are the most influential ones these days.

Im trying really hard to pull myself together and write more but its not happening.

I will write soon.

I still havent found what Im looking for =/

I know Im missing something big in my life because I feel incomplete.Very incomplete.

To be continued....

Friday, August 7, 2009

Where's the mentor and where's the passion?

Today I sat in my seminar class and it was that moment when I wanted to blog really badly.

My soul is dead,
When I thought,
Art could bring it back to life,
It was commercial,
The journey to self discovery got lost.

It is as important as science,
As they often coincide,
Where's the passion,wheres my soul?
Wheres my mentor,
I dont know.

Please wake me up,
And show me the light,
Right now,
Im living a life full of lies.
*I suck at poetry but really I had to express myself.

Inspiration: Mai ni mein (By Shah Hussain)

Mai ne main kinon aakhaan, Dard vichore da hall ni
O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation

Dhuan dhukhay mairay murshid wala, Jaan phoulaan taan laal ni
My Maste’rs fire smoulders, if I poke, its red hot

Soolan mar dewani keeti, Birhoun peya saday khayali
Driven mad with spikes,Pain of separation fills my thoughts

Dukhan di roti, Soolaan da saalan, Aahen da baalan baal
Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes, make a fire of laments

Jungle bailay phiraan dhoudaindi ajay na paayo lal
wandered jungles and deserts but not found the ruby

Ranjhan Ranjhan phiraan dhoudaindi, Ranjhan mairay nalwander
looking for Ranjhan Ranjhan, But Ranjhan is with me

Kahay Hussain faqeer nimanaa, Shoh milay taan theevan nihaal
Says Hussain the poor faqeer, Meeting God would be ecstasy


Ive been listening to this kalaam without knowing its importance since a long time and thanks to my father who introduced me to it. He used to play the cassette often. Its in hype because Atif sang it recently.Well, no doubt he did a good job in the Coke Studio session. I was mesmerised.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

The different shades of us

We all have and go through different phases, stages and patches. But they all lead to further self discovery. Maybe at times we are confused who we are but life is a continous struggle to unleash who we are.