Entries Tagged as ‘anti-romancing’

October 29, 2009

8.

Hmm.
Where do I begin?
Bilal
This is Bilal.

This is how he looks like all the time. His expression never changes. It’s freaky.
Bilal’s my cousin. I’ve spent 23 years of my life being either annoyed, ignored, or verbally assaulted by him. I’m pretty sure he has a crush on me.
Bilal’s also  scary lazy. His idea of a good [...]

October 20, 2009

16. 16!!! Six-F’in- teen!!!!!

Expect me to blog a lot in the following…let me count…16 (!!) days. I’m officially on leave now- my Zamzama days are over- for the time being. Haye how I miss them already… though honestly if I continued working there I’d be hopelessly bankrupt regardless of my salary. Butler’s Chocolate Café will be opening three [...]

September 4, 2009

62

Ok- so this has been bothering me for some time now.
If these goray log think they’re so very smart, why haven’t they realized that only toilet paper isn’t adequate?

The muslim shower is king.
And how do they keep from scratching themselves  later?
Thank Allah for little blessings.

July 3, 2009

Leechy Me

I am wasting away.
If there was any way I could get a job without having to give a single job interview, I’d go for it; even if it involved hanging a whiteboard around my neck with the words “hire me!” I hate job interviews. I suck at them. There’s a thin line between being confident [...]

March 4, 2009

Pothole and coffee

I’m thinking of making myself some coffee but getting off the chair, walking up the stairs, taking out the milk, and whipping the coffee seems too much work. I wonder if I can ask Allah for telekinesis as an engagement present (I’m sure one of my friends will say “isn’t getting a ring enough?”- the [...]

February 26, 2009

Stuff. And things.

Person I do not want to become:
1) The sort that has nothing to talk about other than her mangni and fiancé
2) The sort that has nothing to talk about other than her thesis and how she’s not working on it.
3) The sort that has nothing to talk about. Period.
 
I think I’m becoming all three. Though [...]

February 22, 2009

Old life, I miss thee already

Don’t worry. I haven’t run away. Yet.
When I asked for a happening life, God, I did not ask you to send all the happenings You had planned for the next five years to be stuffed into this week. Really I didn’t. Love Your enthusiasm but honestly….
When you’ve got fifteen things running around your mind every [...]

February 8, 2009

The Cheshire cat

Everyone has a story. I thought I could tell mine without feeling humiliated after all this time but I can’t. There is no way I can recount everything without feeling the shame of rejection burning up my insides.
I thought I’d made peace with this. That I had made peace with him. But I can’t think [...]

February 3, 2009

Anti V-day Rant- Chapter 1

It’s that month again. That awful awful awful awful awful awful AWFUL month.
And considering 3 of my best friends’ birthdays fall in this Goddamn, manhoos-bil-manhoos, unhappiness bestowing, ghum main diboing, satyanaas- tareen month of the year I can’t even find a cubby-hole to hibernate in.
Oh how I loathe this month.
This month which would just [...]

January 4, 2009

Sigh.

My mother thinks I’m ugly. Which is why I’m pretty sure she’s sure that the people who’ve come today will reject me. Not that I have an issue with that. I had fully decided on being rejected and was planning some one-liners to throw at the son- if they would happen to bring the [...]