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?
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
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
The other day I was watching the television and this scene came up. It triggered a memory I had of you. Of us. When we used to walk together. You did the exact same thing with me, it was a tiny gesture. You hated PDA as much as I did. And we were walking on… Read More I hope it doesn’t remind you of me
I installed WordPress app on my phone today because the thoughts of dying have recently started clouding my mind again. Before you start to think “suicide” umm no. Let me assure you that these thoughts are nowhere near this morbidity. What is on my mind is just this: dying. Maybe because there has been a… Read More Another memory