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 [...]

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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 [...]

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 [...]

64

November 6th 2005 I fell in love. Truly, madly, deeply for the first time. It was new, and it was secret…or so I thought. Before a month was over though, he, and all his friends knew about it.
On October 5th 2007, I lost my mind. And my self respect. Luckily nobody read my blog then.
On [...]

The Countdown begins- soon.

It’s surprising that with the little I have to do all day, I still don’t get time to blog. I wonder where time goes, and why it moves like a snail in front of you but once you pass it, it seems faster than a speeding bullet. In retrospect, you wish you had enjoyed the [...]

Bitch-ari

I feel gossipy.
A ‘friend’ just got married recently and I felt that, for old time’s sake, and to make sure she’s successfully out of our lives, I should attend. Also it provided me a chance to meet up with a few people I actually did care about, and not have to pay extravagantly for the [...]

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 [...]

Casablanca

(i had planned to password protect this post but decided against it. if i wrote it, i should be brave enough to show it to the world. Heck, why should i care what anyone else thinks?)
A kiss is still a kiss in Casablanca
Until I watched Casablanca I believed that nothing was worth half the hype [...]

The unbearable lightness of being lost

(with apologies to Milan Kudera whose book I tried valiantly but unsuccessfully to read)
This book was torture. Most contemporary classics are. Modern day writers believe the more unbearable the characters, the more chances of winning a Pulitzer and being considered a literary phenomenon. Why, I ask you, why would I read about people I would [...]