We all lie. Let’s admit it. But continuously living with one is something not all of us do. It’s a terrible thing to carry with you. And with time it becomes more of something that you are hiding rather than lying about. I have been hiding/lying about a secret my entire life. That’s close to… Read More Living with a lie
I read Me Before You a while back and I had trouble understanding Will’s predicament. He wanted to die. He was wheelchair bound, unable to move any part of his body but could only hear, see and speak. He wanted to kill himself to rid himself and his family the ‘misery’ he was trapped in.… Read More How do you stop them from wanting to die?
Now that I have acquired a Masters degree I have further decreased my chances of ever getting hitched. And that’s my fault. Because the boys in my society feel they don’t need to obtain another degree after their graduation? I don’t know what’s the issue. As someone in academia, I DO find it hard to… Read More Where are all the eligible parhay likhay boys in Pakistan?
The feeling of restless, of encroaching death that I had been feeling for the past two months finally went away. For death finally stepped outside of the shadows, it showed its face on the doorstep of my cousin sister. The last person I expected it to visit. It was all like a scene from a… Read More Gone for good
You know I tried to convince myself I don’t need to write this post … three times I pressed post and then closed the window. But I guess it’s better to let the words out there than inside my already cluttered mind. I had a strange thought today. I was yet again reminded of you… Read More Your Face
I am anti social media. and that’s rich coming from me considering I use wordpress to vent my woes. I was never like this though. The reason I came to hate social media was how people realized that to earn their ten seconds of fame they had to stay on top of the game even… Read More The Farting Pakistani and Other WhatsApp Nonsense
I remember this day. I was 12. I watched this match with my grandfather. I remember seeing Sampras crying and I didn’t like the boy who made him cry. Little did I know I would eventually come to obsessive over this boy for the next 16 years. July 2,2001 19year-old @RogerFederer registers a stunning 7-6(7),5-7,6-4,6-7(2),7-5… Read More July 2, 2001: Day of Federer
Sharing another memory. One I can never forget. I was a teenager. Just entered my teens. And just like any other book nerd my age was in love with Harry Potter. Scratch that. Was obsessed with Harry Potter. So it was with that eagerness and zealousness that I entered the only bookstore in my city… Read More 21st June 2003