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Friday, May 26, 2017

The art of living
is simply giving

feeding a hungry
covering an unclothed
teaching what you learned
hence passing it forth

no tangible substance
neither gem nor treasure
can promise one
an ethereal pleasure

a walk into woods and a child's laughter
and all the mornings hereafter.

-Zunairah







Monday, May 22, 2017

It's funny when you go through your old posts and realize that how different you were back then. You question whether it was you who actually wrote them. No, it must be one of my alters! The experience was overwhelming as someone who has time traveled into his/her past. Some memoirs are direct and daily rants while some are more subtle description of my experiences. Most interesting thing is my wish list which I made almost a decade ago. Let's analyze:

Wish list

Travel out of the country alone (I did once go to Karachi from Kuwait alone but yep, I want to travel alone)

Get a laptop 
- Learn how to play guitar (Okay, I did start but not interested anymore)
Rock climbing/ Cliff diving 
- Social work (I do very occasionally but it has to be more often) 
Write more poetry (Oh, yes!)
Learn to really dance (Not interested anymore)
Blog regularly (Yep!)
Watch live football match at stadium (hmm... not interested much)
Learn to sketch and paint 
Be more assertive
Get my own car (I would rather have a bicycle now)

And I want to add: 

- Learn new skills

- Learn a new programing language
- Write a poetry book

Some of the skills I have learned so far:

- Sewing 

- Hand embroidery 
- Baking
- Fondant cake decoration


I have to craft my blog readership as well.

Saturday, May 20, 2017

He is charming yet savage!

Watch out little red riding hood!

Thursday, May 18, 2017

His routine

Come.... eat.... sleep ... go... (x Repeat)

Marital bliss is a myth!

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

So, it turned out that I had to spend whole day alone due to some unfortunate incident that required my husband's time and presence. It's past 4 am and he isn't back yet. The day went fine but night seemed long because of the silence around. Except for rattle of occasional passing cars it is sickly quiet.

I hope morning brings some good news and my husband otherwise I don't know how I am going to spend another day alone. This is the thing I resent about marriage. One can't enjoy without being thinking of and longing for the other.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Love is when two people keep walking together on parallel lines believing that somehow, somewhere, on some plane they will meet at infinity.

Yes, love is a non-Euclidean geometry.

I am trying to write again after years of silence.

I wonder if somebody still remembers that this place exists. The friends I made thru blogging and my anonymous, quiet followers. Let me hear from you if you are still there.

Saturday, July 07, 2012

It's just that I am quite unhappy today. May be it is because sister-in-law is back from Pakistan. Extra and unnecessary interference!

Everybody acts as if their worlds revolve around her. What she eats, what she does becomes a headline. Her words of wisdom should be taken seriously and acted upon. Her kids are the only kids in the world that need love and attention. I am not jealous or something and I really love the kids because they are cute but at times I get this painful realization that I am childless even after 3 years of marriage.

Even when my husband or in-laws, don't say directly, they imply thru their actions that I can't have life of my own unless I bear an off-spring. Specially my husband's indifference to me gives my heart sharp pangs.