The only store I hit today was Liberty at Park Towers. Here goes my shopping list.. =D

1. Emma by Jane Austen
2. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
3. Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence
4. Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare

I am soo ecstatic!!!

Farewell

Went to school on Tuesday to bid farewell to kids and teachers.... took lots of pictures which I'll upload gradually. Meeting kids was the thing that made my day but though my eyes found pleasure, my heart skipped a beat because it was last time I was seeing them and I am not sure if they would remember me when they'd grow up... I guess that's the way of the world. Sad but true! Meanwhile I am posting some pictures of nursery kids here for my sweet memories which I hope delight you too.

Rija and Adina

The Chinese doll - Hamna

Fahad - a very sophisticated one

My cutie pie - Areej

Anael, Hamza & Maida - friendship never ends

Okay I am back again.... I have got nothing to say right now and I am tired of all this rant about long march. Its so depressing.... I wish we have cheerful to talk about.

I am posting something less depressing; pictures of the kids at my school.


Study time: Esa and Shaheer - Nursery kids



Friends forever:(left)Bakhtawar, Adnan, Atta and Shafia - K.G. 2 kids (my students)


Adnan and Rida


Happiness: Nursery and Playgroup kids

Khwab hein jo teri meri aankhon mein, saarey mitti mein mil jainge

- Mitti, Junoon

I can miss weddings but not book fairs... went to the international book fair at expo and as usual, spent more than half of my salary on books. I am happy though as I managed to get some of the books I had been looking for since long like virgil's aneid and joyce's dubliners. I have enough collection to last for a year... *looks at the shelf with a satisfied smile*

Today's Quote

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

New Year is just four days away. Summing up, contrary to my country and the world’s situation, this year my life had been quite stable after I came back from hospital. I got chance to pursue my dreams and explore myself. Most of my friends went abroad but my work kept me from missing them. Being a school co-coordinator was harder than I thought. People don’t always live up to your expectations. In the course of my job I learned many lessons and luckily the damages were reversible. My experience unveiled beneath-the-surface-traits of many people. It was a bitter disappointment though but I found it easy to move on. People kept walking in and out of my life but I realized that at the end of the day, it didn’t even matter. In short,

This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now
Gonna let the light, shine on me
Now I've found, who I am
There's no way to hold it in
- Demi Lovato

Oh, by the way, I am working on this winter tree with oil pastels. With so much work piled up, I can only hope that it gets completed by the end of holidays. =)



Happy holidays.

Love.

These are are some of my earlier works with oil pastels:

It feels like home...

Well, I am blogging after ages and it feels good. It was my father who noticed as he commented that he hadn't read my views about the current political situation... though he doesn't read my blog but he reads my letters to the editor of Dawn and my posts to numerous groups/blogs/communities.

Its not that I had been busy, its just that I had been out of touch from myself for long. May be because I had been so caught up in sorting other peoples' lives that detached me from self. Still it feels amazing to be writing again which I hope to be doing regularly.

Finished reading Shakespeare's Julius Caesar today, I finally found another person who is interested in literature after Mimi and DN.

Muskan is getting engaged tomorrow and I wish her all the best.

I am enjoying my vacations like anything.... a break I needed for sure. Never found eid such a blessing before. That reminds me of BBQ party on Saturday which is going to be a social gathering of good, bad, old friends-turned-acquaintances and some new colleagues. Somehow, I don't feel like socializing but still, I am looking forward to it ;).

Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude

It was a full moon night. The terrace was bathed in its silvery lustre, giving it an enchanted look. The streets were deserted and the silence engulfed the atmosphere. Though one would hear the cricket singing in the near distance or the sound of moving vehicles on the road far, still they couldn't affect the serenity of the atmosphere. People seemed to have given themselves up into the arms of Morpheus while the moon and I, wandered along... like old companions.

I am cursed with the ability to think for myself. Seriously!!!

I am done with reading Shaw’s Pygmalion and it’s brilliant in terms of human relationships and conventional perceptions of morality. The play ends with: Indifference is deeper than infatuation.

I have grown quite lazy since I’ve come from hospital. All those drugs that I took and am still taking are to be blamed.

Things to do:

1. Complete my English planner (more like, start planning for August).
2. Practice working with oil pastels
3. Sketch more
4. Finish reading Out of Africa that I started ages ago (the book is really
good… trust me).
5. Eat less junk food.
6. Cut down on coke.
7. Stop thinking too much.

To the Dryad

The chirping of merry birds
the melancholy song of brook
the lovers half asleep in the bush
the sunlight giving their cheeks an auroral look

lying there on a soft-bedded grass
with their forms intertwined
isolated from the world
united in their souls and mind

then, there are men
as handsome as Adonis
soothed by Dryad’s lullaby, they
rest in the arms of Morpheus

And when the earth bathes in silvery luster
of the moon that lights the raven sky
with wind’s moan and cricket’s song,
whispers of Cupid and Psyche’s sigh

she hears all this while she wanders
companionless in the oak land
but as happiness blossoms in her heart
the buds bloom and dense greenery clothes the woodland

when hope dies, her leaves dry up
gradually, in the brook, they fall
until nothing remains except for the silence
the echoes of which tell her sad tale to all

Today’s thought

Ignorance is bliss. Every time a person starts knowing, he dies a little.

The tendons and ligaments of my muscles have been torn apart, disjoining bones and cartilages, caused by carrying a book thicker than my wrists and heavier than my weight. This Guinness Encyclopedia has made my wrists and arms shout PAIN. The saddest part is that the more I move my arms, the more they ache. It’s like a sharp twinge of pain traveling thru blood stream or neurons transmitting painful signals in my body. And I cannot sit still. It’s a sheer torture!

Zoya

The youngest and cutest person in our art class =)

Reincarnation

Finally I am out of depression phase. Okay here are some of my sketches:

Surrounded by family, friends and many others… yet I am alone. They all have disappeared into infinite darkness and here I am... companionless and drenched in my pain. Life has never been easy. Suicide? I don’t want to end up doing that but sometimes; it’s the only way out. But razor is my savior for tonight. Neither tears stop flowing nor the blood.

Things in the nutshell...

I am doing well in my fine art class and my teacher seems to be impressed.

I have rejoined school and will be teaching english instead of computers... that's okay since I love english and computer both =p.

It has recently been disclosed that my employers and my colleagues admire me very much because of my attitude.... well, its a relief as I have learnt to get along with people but still, the credit goes to my employers since they are nice and educated people =).

My friendship with mimi has taken new course as we have started discovering each other's clandestine (read dark =p) sides and this has lead to better understanding between us. Infact, I have started confiding in her and feel secure with that... its not everyday you come across such people.

I have discovered that anti-depressants are of no use to me.... depression is an integral part of my life and I would have to learn to live with it.

We are having really bad summers with hot and humid climate and kesc blessings =p

These days I am reminiscizing more about past and thinking why do bad things happen to good people?