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The Institution of Friendship

‎Since I can remember, friends and entire the institution of friendship have been sacred to me. Being the only child for many years, and not blessed by discovering books at any early age, I found comfort in my friends. Although I preferred playing alone, often pretend games (especially packing a small luggage bag and pretend to be flying to another country), but more or less, my friends meant the world to me.

Perhaps for the last 12 to 15 years, my views on friendship kept rotating, had a handful of experiences where friends did not turn out to be that true, reliable or honest as I thought them to be. Anyways, a few years ago, I stopped running after my friends, stopped trying to keep everyone together and did not go out of my way to make gestures that were never reciprocated. I then stop expecting from my friends, which I think, is a whole lot of baloney, if you can’t depend on your friends, then this world is certainly going to the dogs.

Life moved on, I got busy with my life and yes a decade ago, found peace, honesty and solace amongst my words and books so frankly did not find the need to run after human beings. But all was good, believe me, all was good, I had no regrets or animosity for any of the people who betrayed or cheated me, even made some new good friends, however, last night, at around 09:47 pm I came across a rather disturbing scenario. After 3 years of asking myself what possibly could I have done wrong to my drive my best friend away, I came to realize that I wasn’t to blame at all.

The height of being selfish and scheming just to get what you want is what we call friendship most of the time. I learned how low, materialistic and self-centered people can get and believe me, it wasn’t a good feeling. And no, being grownups about it does not help counter the feeling of being betrayed. But I guess then it’s true, betrayal is survival.

And no, don’t get me wrong, I am not upset, I am happy, my life is beautiful, yes I lost my father and I miss him every day but other than that, my life is good, I have a wonderful family constantly supporting me, I am smart, sexy and successful and I have no regrets but yes for the first time in my life, I realized, you did not deserve my friendship.

12 things 2012 taught me!

12) I may be tempted often to remove it but I feel the most beautiful and comfortable with my Hijab on.

11) M, is the sister, God forgot to give me. He did it purposely so; we’d meet 20 years later and drive everyone crazy around us.

10) I am so good that people hate me like anything yet still copy me!

09) My brother is a true artist. No just another guy with a DSLR but he actually knows how to capture a moment, be it through his lens or on a canvas using oil paints.

08) You can actually lose weight over a job. I lost 8lb since I start working for my current boss. (2.5 years).

07) Toners and cleansing milk do nothing for my skin except giving it acne.

06) No amount of bliss can surpass the joy you get when you take your family out for a dinner and a movie. Or any kind of outing that you give them.

05) My mom is undoubtedly the strongest woman I have ever seen. She lost her husband and today she laughs with her children. God knows, how she does it.

04) Cancer is a horrible nightmare that you live every day.

03) My father will not be there at my wedding day.

02) No amount of wealth can buy you Loyalty.

01) Parents have an expiration date. And you cannot ask Lord to extend their shelf-life. :’(

Let’s learn from the lesson and make the New Year count!

Twenty Twelve is sooo not the year for Athletes

This must be the curse of the year 2012; I mean what other explanation you can give to the sudden downfall of one of the biggest names in the Sports industry.

Think about it, Mahendra Singh Dhoni, Shahid Afridi, Steven Gerrard all best at what they do and suddenly people are questioning their talents and skills?

Afridi does not get to play ODIs against arch rivals India.

Dhoni is being questioned on his captaincy.

People are asking Gerrard to step down.

I am sorry if I sound clichéd but if you cannot accept them at their worst, you don’t deserve them at their best. If we call ourselves their fans, who gave us the right to judge, and pass on a verdict on their performance in a game they are best at.

I understand that there comes a time when a sportsman has to step down from his responsibilities up front but that in no way means he does not know how to handle the ball anymore. We must know that every sportsman also harbors a personal life, a family and perhaps a bunch of common man problems just like all of us. And money does not solve all problems. I cannot believe that people are even considering removing Dhoni from captaincy! Have they already forgotten victory at World Cup 2011?

Fans all over the world, yell ‘Boom Boom Afridi’ and now just because he couldn’t perform in a last few series, you don’t even include him in the squad. Yes, winning is everything in any game but winning the game comes from a team, not eliminating players. If you think a player is a weak link in your strategy, then turn his weakness into your biggest strength and not ask him to sit on the bleachers.

I consider myself the biggest fan possible of Steven Gerrard and the day he gives up his captain band, I will stand in respect for the greatest mid-fielder to ever walk this planet. He has shown ultimate loyalty to Liverpool and just had his 100th cap for England. He makes a bunch of guys running after a ball, look like a world-class team for crying out loud!

I stand by Gerrard, Afridi and Dhoni and pray for their losing streak to soon turn a new leaf.

Did it ever occur to you…?

As my world came tumbling down…
I turned around only to see you gone…
How could have you done this to me…
Abandoning me when the dark storm came rolling in…
And to think I thought I could trust you.
Often I cannot help wonder…
How could you be this cold-hearted?
Did it ever occur to you…?
You left me in the middle of nowhere…
And expected me to smile every time you needed me…?
It was my fault all along…
I was too comfortable with you…
I thought you’d never leave my side…
I believed every lie you ever told me…
And followed it like blind faith.
And today I find myself…
Trying to veil my tears under the covers…
Did it ever occur to you…?
How difficult it is to pretend everyday…
To see you completely happy without me…?
I miss the times when I could say anything to you…
And now every time I start to share a problem…
You take it as whining and complaining.
I miss the times when you were my best friend…
And I could be crazy with you…
And we had little secrets that nobody else knew…
And today you don’t even look at me the way you used to…
What kind of a connection did we share…?
Were the feelings fake…?
Was the concern only to last with the shitty contract…?
I am sitting here…
Crying my eyes out…
And I can’t even ask you for a hug…?
Is this is what I signed on for…?
I was fine on my own…
I was independent…
And then you came along…
Holding me firm through everything…
Making me feel I could rely on you no matter what…
And then you dropped me like a used piece of tissue…
Now I’m alone again…
But now it hurts…
Now standing through all the troubles…
Without your guidance and embrace…
Is walking on burning coal with bare feet.
I have to fight sleepless nights…
And this wicked world throughout the day…
Only to see you perfectly happy with another woman.
And I have to retreat into my shell…
Hide the pain away…
Try and save my tears…
To cry another day.
Did it ever occur to you…?
That I am still in love with you…?
That I did not only lose the man I love but also my best friend…?
Did it ever occur to you…?
That watching you with her and dancing around isn’t easy…?
Did it ever occur to you…?
That may be I don’t want to be your best friend anymore…
That you are asking too much off me…
That I can no longer watch you love her…
And criticize every breath I take…?
That I can no longer be available for you when you want me…
Especially when I can’t even call you up…
Until there is a death at my end.
I am not sure how long I can keep up with your prerequisites
Because all I see is you having the time of your life…
While your so-called best friend is drowning in front of your eyes.

I’ve yet to come to terms with his demise, said a friend!

I’ve yet to decide what I want from my life…
It used to be all clear back then…
But now it’s all a blur…
I guess I can now whine about my father’s death.
It wasn’t a death to be exact…
It’s just that we don’t speak to each other now.
He doesn’t come home from Dubai…
Every three months.
He doesn’t buy practically the whole world for me…
He has no idea why I cannot read or write anymore…
And mom cannot stop thinking about him.
Wouldn’t call all that a matter of life and death now would we?
I’ve yet to come to terms with his demise, said a friend.
What terms…?
I know he won’t be there at my wedding.
What else do you want me to make peace with?
I haven’t cried a lot though…
I often feel like…
But then I decide to evade the feeling…
And rather invest the energy in doing something for my family.
Does that make me a heartless cold person?
I guess it does to some extent at least.
I don’t know the exact definition of pain yet…
Does pain mean to sit in a corner, mope, and whimper and cry out loud…?
Cause if that is…
Then I don’t feel an ounce of pain in my heart.
I was hoping it was more on the lines of emptiness…
A void that can never be filled…
A space that is evicted…
A dream that no longer holds meaning…
A family that sits quietly on the dining table…
A Bond movie that will never be the same again…
A salary raise that will not be celebrated…
A month of Ramadan that will be unusual…
And a woman who will not send three men to the Eid Prayers ever again!
As rest is all the same…
I go to work every day…
My mom cooks every day…
My brother’s annoy me every day…
My boss treats me like trash every day…
My personal life is still uncertain…
So I don’t see much of a reason to sit and cry and stop living my life.
So, does that make me a bad daughter…???
Certainly does not make me the best one around!
I’ve yet to come to terms with his demise, said a friend.
What terms…?
Do you want me to pen down a contract…?
With specific terms and conditions…
As to how I am supposed to live and feel now…?
Am I not permitted to express my sorrow in my own way…?
Or is it because I’ve to show the world…
And act in a specific manner…
To convince them that I am in complete grief!
Do I have to remove my display picture from Facebook…
To convince the world I am mourning?
Do I have to stop watching my favorite show…?
To show the world I am distort from inside…
Well then I am extremely sorry…
I cannot do that.
I rather be claimed, an ungrateful daughter…
Than be tagged as a anecdotal human being.

Paradise vs. Heaven

For months I’ve been playing this game…

Pretending I am okay with what you did.

Truth is…

I have not yet accepted that you left.

I still find myself…

Drawn to an illicit crafted fling…

That holds no meaning.

What is it that I am to you…

An ex – girlfriend…

A lover…

Your so-called best friend

Or en eligible mistress…?

Questions as such often have surfaced…

Never found the courage to ask you though.

We are bound by this love-hate connection

Something I cannot seem to break…!

You change as the colors across the sky…

Your words no longer penetrate…

I am unable to understand what you need of me…!

Owing to my position…

I can never ask you to come back to me…

And you continue to use that against me.

Can you not see the love in my eyes…?

I could never become the girl…

You wanted…

And to date…

I look in the mirror…

And count the flaws…

Those hold me back..!

She had perfect lips…

And your current knows you well.

She wore the crown…

And your current bears the seed.

She was a dream…

And now she is your entire lifetime…!

This brings me no where…

I’m still fighting to earn a place in your life.

I cannot be the girl you loved…

And I cannot be the girl you live with…

Then who I am…???

And if I am nothing…

Then why don’t you let me go…???

We fight every day…

You constantly criticize me…

You have problems with every step I take…

If I am defective piece…

Then why not throw me away…?

You decided to walk out with a perfect alibi…

And left me to clear the mess.

I love you unconditionally…

And I can no longer hold back the expression.

I fell in love with you

Without any reason or rhyme…

And I plan to continue on the same terms…!

You’ll never see for the woman I can be…

My small inexpensive gestures will never count for anything…

I don’t care…

You can spend the rest of your life…

Waking up to your woman…

I’ll sleep with my man…

And wakeup with you…!

You showed me heaven…

You made me feel

like nothing else matters

like the world is brighter then it used to be…

Sadly…

You’ll never get to see the Paradise…

I had carved for us…!!!

10 Signs that indicate you are the Manager at an IT firm

– You no longer can write using a pen. =/
– Keeping Google happy is more important to you than pleasing your guy.
– Everything in life is about SEO Compatibility. 😉
– You wish your cell phone had a ‘bold’ and ‘italics’ option.
– Your most prized possession is your jump drive. =P
– You find HTML to be more romantic than Shakespearean plays.
– You are more worried about your content writing then your dinner content.
– You start basing your relationships on keywords, tags, meta tags, keyword density, and back linking. =D
– Instead of emoticons like =) and 😉 you prefer using < p align = 'justify' >
– You think the best invention in the world is Google Analytics =P

“…Someone Who Loves You…”

I stand before you…
Bare…
From head to toe…
My most sensitive mark
Visible to your naked eye.
I’ve traveled a long distance…
From Alexandria…
To Madrid…
From Wellington…
To Montreal.
And I find myself…
In the center of this circus…
Parched…
Exhausted…
And stripped away of my identity…!
You now stand before me…
And question my integrity.
You question my relationships.
And you raise a finger on my love.
The world around me…
Seems to know exactly how to maneuver me into a dark den
What they forget is that I’m guided by my own light.
You waltz in my life…knowing my weakness…
And decide to dictate me my flaws…
What you don’t realize is that my flaws make me strong.
While you are busy playing superficial…
I actually have people around whom I love dearly.
You obviously believe I’m not good enough…
I cannot be trusted…
And I am not like her.
What you forget in all of your verdicts…
That it was I…
Who held your hand…
When the world around you collapsed…!
It was I…
Who made you believe in yourself…
But now you are counting of all the ways…
I could do better.
I am done answering people.
I’m done trying to keep you happy.
You keep reminding me you have a hundred better options.
Well, I don’t want to be the 101 anymore.
This is it…
If you abuse me…
If you suspect me…
If you cannot accept me with all my imperfections…
Then It’s best to say our goodbyes…
No relationship can survive…
If one is adamant on changing the other.
I’m sure your new girl…
Will keep you very happy.
She will take care of sugar in your tea…
Clean your drawer…
Answer your mail…
Make you dessert…
Organize your planner…
Reschedule your meetings…
Jog your memory…
Purchase your medicines…
Iron your shirt…
Do your balance sheet …
Make you a mix CD
Wish you at midnight…
Count your kisses and pay back with interest…
And even read you the morning newspaper…
But hold on…
Why would she do that…
She is the one you love…
Not someone who LOVES YOU.

“Cadence”

In a pool of ashes…
Today,
I met one tied in a satin pink ribbon…
With a few words in yellow…
Tinting it with radiance…
A few dried up tears…
At the top right corner…
And a desiccated corsage…
A white vacant page…
Carrying a long forgotten purpose…
There was a time…
When…
I twirled my way…
Silent vibrations…
Coming from within…
A rhythm unknown…
A mysterious beat…
Taking over me…
A burning desire…
Running through my veins…
I felt the need…
To extend my wings…
And spread the magic around.
I cannot put into words…
The intense feeling…
My body undergoes with the music…
It’s like a craving…
I cannot ignore…
I reach new heights…
As I sway and swirl…
I let my soul sweep…
Wanting more…
And I just dance…
When I dance…
The pounding cadence controls my body…
Nothing left to do…
But given into these sensations…
No time left for thought…
All that’s left for me to do is…
Just dance…!
When I dance…
The world outside…
Is a vision of peace and harmony…
Everything else…
Makes perfect sense…
When I dance…
My heart is content…
And my essence satisfied.
Alas!
This was the past…
The chorus no longer seems to chant my way…
And the melody has lost its opulence…
People no longer believe in its transparency
And I no longer believe in this cakewalk…!

“Let Me…Have You…”

– Just something I doodled in the middle of work at my desk.

Trespassing on my property…
How could you…
Have you no heart…
You tip toe into my life…
Sweep me off my feet…
And expect me to understand…
We are not meant to be!
You have some nerve…
You managed to create
Whirlpool of feelings inside me…
I feel like any alien…
Surrounded with this inexplicable craving
To see you and talk to you.
I keep finding alibis
To walk into you…
I notice everything about you…
Your clothes
Your shoes
Your watch
And that fragrance…
It drives me crazy…
Make me want to do things to you…
Things I cannot mention
In this poem…!
You have made me
Think of things…
I can never have.
Can’t you see…
I want you…
I need you…
How can I explain it to you…
I need to bathe in your aura
I need to feel your touch…
I need to soak your thoughts!
You keep reminding me…
We are never meant to be…
Then why do I find myself…
Hauled towards you…
Then why do your eyes follow me around…
Then why I receive your text message at 3 in the morning…
Then why does my anklet call out your name…
Then why do I find notes in between my books…
The why do I notice you smirk every time I pass by…!!!
Either stop call me in the middle of the night telling me you miss me
Or
Let me have the honor…
To wake up next to you…
For the rest of my life…
Correction…
A few lifetimes…!!!