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18
May
09

Sigh

I hate being the bearer of bad news…  And to tell him, knowing how disappointed he will be is heart wrenching so I just kind of blurted it out… :S

I have no idea how to comfort him because I just cannot use those same cliched expressions.  Ugh…  The dinner I had just turned into a very cold, hard lump in my stomach!

04
Apr
09

Note to Self…

Next time there is a ‘conversation’ going on around you in the house, keep mouth shut!!!

Else… thou shalt be responsible for turning the cannons on thyself…

“sigh”

13
Mar
09

Unwanted

The sound of running water; 

Floating bubbles and foaming froth;

An occasional pop, an afterthought almost, as a bubble sighed against a surface that wasn’t supposed to be there;

It should have been soothing and peaceful but it was not…

Probably had something to do with the fact that my one day off in a week was taken up doing dishes for guests I so did not want!!!

04
Feb
09

Inter-City Sojourn

Travelling to Lahore on my own after what seems like an age.  Not that travelling alone is an issue except that my insides are acting kind of funny.  The last two years saw me turning into a workaholic with an insane schedule who didn’t get out of the house once she actually got home.

I have strangely high expectations from this trip.  I hope to achieve at least some of them…  (Fingers Crossed!).

Heading your way GF!

26
Aug
08

Ahmed Faraz (14.01.1931 – 25.08.2008)

Dard-e-dil, paas-e-wafa, jazba-e-imaan hona
Aadmiat hai yahi aur yahi insaan hona

Zindagi kya hai anaasir mein zahoor-e-tarteeb
Maut kya hai inheen ajzaa ka pareishaan hona

Rest in peace, Ahmed Faraz.  Your words stay with us and you will be missed!

03
Aug
08

I Have Sunday Night Blues….

Am perpetually tired…  My eyes are burning and there is a constant ache right between my shoulder blades.  It’s probably stress.  I have my research paper submission on the 9th and my draft is about oh zero percent complete.  I hate writing the damn thing…  Honestly, tell me to speak about it or make a presentation and I could go on for hours.  Writing it down is a bitch…  All my verbosity goes up in smoke…  Even when I do write something, am assailed on all sides with doubts about the quality of work and keep feeling that it’s coming up short…  Not quite the quality of work that I can do…  To top it all of, am blessed with a supervisor who actually said the following statement about me:

“You know, I’m not so worried about your paper at all.  Even if you prepare a sub standard paper, your communication skills are so good that once your presentation is done, you will have no issues in the defence.”

Sigh!!  Any motivation I had for working effectively went down the drain…

To top things off, I so need time and space to myself even if it’s only to hit my head against the wall…  Only I find my plans for solitude thwarted by a six foot phenomenon I affectionately refer to as my buddy…  Gah!!  And I thought I was stubborn…  Sheesh!!  His stubbornness makes me look like an absolute angel…  Another strange thought, he is so affecting my habits…  Spent the weekend dozing till past 10am well knowing that I get migraines if I over sleep ever!!!  This was despite the fact that I was asleep at 11pm both nights…  Today, the genius was yawning and stretching cat like even while sitting in the car before I dropped him off at sports practice..  I was half asleep by the time I got home!!  Result:  My proposed study hours of between 6 to 8 got converted into nap time…  And now in addition to feeling all achy and tired that comes with sleeping at odd hours, have another ding a ling of a headache coming on…

I’m going to have a brilliant start to my Monday!!

03
Aug
08

Sleep deprived…

Exhausted!

Sleepless with eyes burning and an ache within…

It was nothing major… Just a few stolen moments of slumber while he held me… Maybe not even 5 minutes…

The next night, all I had to lull me to sleep was perhaps a lingering scent of him on the pillow. It brought me comfort; a false sense of belonging; of being ‘not alone’.

Today, even that has been washed away in the swirl of soap and water and the thrumming of the washing machine and I can’t sleep…




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