500. I don't like going to the mall on a weekend. The crowd makes me feel lonely. I also don't like having to wait in long lines at the changing rooms. I also don't like crowds. 499. Lately, I am trying to watch movies which remind me why cinema has been cinema. It is an... Continue Reading →
264 words Daily Schedule 7:05 am: Alarm8:00 am: Workout. Ponder over the worst things that have happened to me in the theatre of my mind 10:00 am: Use a brown eyeliner because it is softer, apply only sunscreen because it is too humid, leave for work.1:00 pm: Listen to vegetarians exclaim how they're vegetarian. Again.... Continue Reading →
I know that the stories are true — That when things go wrong, other things get betterThat between the two worlds, in an unnamed space, a story resides and belongs to no one but itselfThat when the wound is nursed with frozen ice, it thaws a little; changes from stubborn to willing to talk about... Continue Reading →
475. I wonder if the night is old and wise. Or if the night is fresh and undiluted. Because it is a new night every time. Or: the notes I make inside my journal. 474. I am hugely grateful to Spotify / YouTube Music for using the Urdu script to display the lyrics whenever they're... Continue Reading →
450. If there's the F-word in a song, it immediately puts me off. For the life of me, I cannot understand why a song needs to have the F-word in a regular context. I'm not even going to try and unpack this for myself. 449. Today, I recalled something I had forgotten. Last year, I... Continue Reading →
A list of promises we must make ⁃ To unlearn the prejudices handed to us by our elders ⁃ To be seen. By ourselves. ⁃ To hold on to our anger and to let it sediment into a China cup. ⁃ To pour that cup away. ⁃ To plant a tree. ⁃ To expand ourselves... Continue Reading →
425. I think something is off in Ocean Vuong's book 'On Earth We are Gorgeous Briefly'. I know the world and its sisters have loved it, but I tend to feel that the sparing use of full sentences put me off reading it. No sweat. I will pick it up again in this month and... Continue Reading →
400. I have to admit it somewhere, so it might as well be here. I read a major chunk of Refusing Heaven and I didn't understand a major chunk of it. What I know from this experience is that I still have learning to do. And that makes me happy. For isn't it wonderful to... Continue Reading →
For the last four days, I've been watching the late afternoon with more attention than usual. The evening sunshine gingerly lights up the thick green creepers on the hill behind my workplace. I watch the silver fern as the wind blows and go down for a walk to feel the evening sun on my skin.... Continue Reading →
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