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 [...]

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 [...]

24- Dear God, the freaking out has started!

Let me tell you how I feel.
I haven’t written any stream of consciousness post for a long time. I think I’ll give it a try right now. I’m in that place in time where all I want to do is get it all out. Take emotional laxatives… just release. I wonder why potty is such [...]

28

Oh dear God…I don’t know what to do.
Should I pray for children?
Or should I not pray for children?
What in God’s name should a girl who’s not particularly fond of kids do?
A few days ago, I, my mum and my cousin along with her two children went shopping for chooriyan. Yes, I know. What were we [...]

30 days!!!!!

Let me tell you what it feels like being able to buy shoes from Charles and Keith.
Not actually buying them, but knowing that you can.
It feels surreal. So surreal I want to cry.
My hands shake at the thought of actually being able to afford splurging on nachos at forum; at having the moolah to buy [...]

33 – II

Shhh…
Let me tell you something.
Close the door first.
No, check that there’s nobody outside then shut the door.
All clear? Positive? Good.
What- do you expect me to scream it to you across the room?? Come closer!!
Ok…now promise you won’t tell anyone…done? OK, here goes.
*takes deep breath*
I don’t like women.
I never have, I doubt I ever will.
And this [...]

33

“This is Hira Saiyed. She’s getting married next month”
“Oh my god! Really?! How does it feel?”
I don’t know how to answer this question. “I’m f-ing petrified” isn’t going to make this conversation any easier. And she won’t really put me on the stand and demand the truth- regardless of how incapable of handling it she [...]

42- but 39. Uff. Whatever.

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Disclaimer- This post and the author of it bear no ill feeling to Malinga. He is a great player, and I’m sure must have a wonderful personality.
I don’t know why all of you insisted you wanted to read this. You’re not missing much- just the extreme superficiality and shallowness of yours truly.
Oh well. As if [...]

When you hold it in your hand, does it turn into sand?

Hey Hira,
You were an idiot when you were 18.
Really. You were.
Where were you then? Oh right, college…yeah, I remember those times. Not attending classes (can’t blame you there, it’s not like that shit would help you in the future), skulking round in the library having an illicit love affair with Fyodor and J. Steinbeck simultaneously, [...]

Not part of the Countdown. Or it is. Whatever.

Don’t you
Forget about me.
Don’t, don’t don’t don’t…
John Hughes is dead, by the way. Sigh, there ends another chapter in my life.
So I’ve rediscovered the 80’s. Again. I have little clue  as to what’s new in all things music since not having cable does limit one’s knowledge of the world (you can’t watch VH1 through the [...]