Archive for May, 2004

11 Rabi us Sani 1425 Oh God. All this violence….

11 Rabi us Sani 1425

Oh God. All this violence. All these bombs. All these burnign tyres. All these riots. All these mobs. All these guns. All these janazas. All these things.

Too much. It is too much. It has got to stop. It has got to stop.

10 Rabi us Sani 1425 And then people say I dont…

10 Rabi us Sani 1425

And then people say I dont have a life.

I spend a whole night controlling / overseeing / babysitting / taking care of my friends who were either drunk or high or depressed.

I spend a lot of time looking at people burning tyres and pelting stones due to the untimely demise of a religious leader.

I spend a lot of time driving around the city on a motorbike with a friend and checking out the ‘damage’ with all the aftermaths of a city wide rioting outbreak with the added thrill of the bike gotten snatched and burnt.

I spend a lot of time discussing politics, religion, economics, history and philosophy with friends.

I spend a lot of time thinking about how cool it would be if I had time to myself.

All this in one day.

And then people say I dont have a life.

10 Rabi us Sani 1425 A religious leader was kil…

10 Rabi us Sani 1425

A religious leader was killed in the morning here in Karachi. The news channels are reporting widespread rioting from different parts of Karachi. People returning home from different parts of the city are telling about further rioting, arson and violence. All kinds of rumours were flying about and spreading like wild fire.

I have just come back from the road infront of our house. On one side there was a mob that was chanting slogans, burning tyres in the middle of the road and throwing stones at any car that passed by. On the other side of the road we were stopping cars from going ahead so they dont get pelted with stones.

I was there. I saw it all. Burning tyres. Crowds chanting slogans. Pedestrians running away at every outbreak of stone pelting. Cars skidding to a stop and turning around. I don’t think I can joke during this post. Even though I am trying.

One thing kept coming back to me. Again and again. The same old thing that I have heard so many times. “The city is burning”. “Shehr jal raha hay”. I just though it was something found in novels and movies. I never though I would ever feel this way.

Allah. What have we become. What are we becoming.

I sit here as my city burns. There can be no greater pain.

WELL! Good news for me. Bad news for all of tho…

WELL!

Good news for me. Bad news for all of those out there who hate me.

That phase isnt gonna happen.

Goddamnit. I think I am growing up and become more mature.

Well. The bad mood phase has begun. Get ready for …

Well. The bad mood phase has begun. Get ready for some heavy posts.

8 Rabi us Sani 1425 Sometime very interesting h…

8 Rabi us Sani 1425

Sometime very interesting happened today.

I was standing infront of, and facing, a very sexy guy. I was looking at him. And, well, he was looking at me. I knew for sure that he was interested in me. I also knew that he knew that I was interested in him. So I decided that he is here, I am here, I like him, he obviously likes me why not make a move.

I made a slight kissing motion with my lips. This action made me severely horrified and severely turned on at the same time. I looked intently. I noticed that he was looking at me during this time.

Then came the defining moment. The moment of reply.

He made the very same gesture at the same time as I did. I had a complete breakdown with millions of emotions at the same time. And well then I decided to delve in and test the water properly. I went for the jackpot. My brain was telling me “DUDE! SCORE! CHA CHING!”.

I winked at him. And, OH MY GOD, he winked back at me, at the same time. I was so happy and so very excited.

At that moment I moved away from mirror and decided to get a real life.

07 Rabi us Sani 1425 DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DA…

07 Rabi us Sani 1425

DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!

Why am I still in love with H. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

I told him I liked him. He said he doesnt. I liked him as a friend as well. So I kept talking to him. I am still not over him.

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!