Go to hell Cupid

Remember this? And this? And I assure you the anti romance feeling was just as strong the year before. Valentine’s day is not for the un-coupled. It is the day that whispers into the heart of susceptible single women that regardless of how accomplished and intelligent and successful they are, their life is pointless because … Continue reading

Unemployed and hating it.

Post marital depression. Should I look it up? Does it happen to everybody who’s been 4 months into this wedded life gig? Does this feeling of uselessness, indifference, and simple frustration drive all married girls to hate themselves, their pointless existence, and sometimes even the person who took them away from their pretty decent lives … Continue reading

To go, or not to go?

I’m 23, going on 24. I haven’t written my book. I haven’t gotten over my fear of flying yet. I haven’t hitchhiked across Europe- in fact I haven’t set foot on the European continent. I haven’t won the Nobel Prize, or the Pulitzer, or the Man Booker and I sure as hell haven’t gotten a … Continue reading

La Cinematique critiques chez Hira

So being a pretty bland/blonde person now that I’m married and under no pressure to seem interesting, I can do little more than provide you with my expert take on all that Hollywood (and pirated DVD distributors) have to offer. Ergo I proudly present… La Cinematique critiques chez Hira Dev.D Ok, so it’s not Hollywood, … Continue reading

Back. Or so i think. Again

I think I’ve forgotten how to write. I think I’ve forgotten how to think too. Bleh. All I need is purpose. And stamina. And the will to actually DO something. And the will to actually will to do something beside stagnate in this happy pond of cable television and not-having-to-make-my-own-tea-or-iron-my-own-clothes-ness. Snap out of it Hira. … Continue reading

wait and watch

Dawats are killing me. Heavily embroidered clothes are killing me. Tonnes of make up is killing me. It’s been 40 days since my wedding, I think it’s about time I give up the newly married status…please, people in my family; move on! We have. Before we were married S and I used to talk a … Continue reading

Back.

I haven’t posted for some time. My apologies. All I’ve written is right here in one veeeery long post. If you get to the end, please leave a comment assuring me you actually managed to finish 😀 21. 11. 2009 Ullu ke Pathey When life hands you a lemon, you can either make lemonade or … Continue reading

Hello there Mrs. S

Isn’t it strange? The way things can change The life that you lead, turned on its head   It’s hard, adjusting. There are moments you want to hide in the bathroom and cry for your mommy but then someone knocks and asks you if everything’s ok. You say “yeah, out in a minute” and wish … Continue reading

0. Lift off

Didn’t expect me to be online today, didja? That’s a hundred bucks (read dollars) for me, courtesy Absar. Yeay, shopping! So November 6th is actually here. And I STILL can’t type at all. Mehndi and these extremely annoying nails make typing harder than clipping grass with tweezers on a football green. I’ve realized long hair … Continue reading

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4th November I’ve got nails. And I really have no clue how you nail-ed (what else do I call you?) people get any work done. I can barely type. I’ve got so much to say and just putting my fingers on the keyboard is giving me a heart attack- what if they chip, or break, … Continue reading