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 [...]

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 [...]

69

He he.
Refrain from obvious (or not so obvious) comments about the heading.
The Jobless Elite
Textile designers are a rare species. They’re not like MBA’s or doctors that you pick up a random rock and find them swarming over each other. There are only four institutes that offer an undergrad degree in textile design in Karachi; KU, [...]

Day 70 (also known as 70 days left)

Influenza, she wrote
I don’t fall sick gracefully. You know how in Hollywood movies, the heroine lies dramatically on a couch covered in a shawl and people swarm around her, carrying juices and looking sad? Well that’s never me. I go around looking miserable with a filthy bit of tissue paper stuck between my nose and [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

Questions

I ask myself a lot of questions every day. Starting with “why in heaven’s name do I have to get up at 6:30 if my university starts at 9?” and “why is the water so cold in the morning?” and “what should I wear today?” and “Bijli tau nahi gaee hui?” to “Will tomorrow be [...]

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 [...]