Maryam Z is a beautiful, creative and kind soul that I am lucky enough to call my friend. She wrote the following piece. I rarely post stuff by other people on this blog, but I found this so exquisite that I couldn’t resist. I post it with her permission, and on the condition that I… Continue reading They Talk In Riddles
So I learnt that yesterday was…6LA8’s birthday! 6LA8 , for the uninformed, is a band made of my good friend, Taimur Mazhar, and his friend Omer Asim. In the past year, it has grown from a tiny casual collection of songs to be distributed to friends, to a series of four albums and a fan… Continue reading of bands and birthdays and delayed reviews
An infinity of empty blackness. This chasm of nothingness seems to extend limitlessly. It is otherworldly – it seems to have existed since eternity, before time began, and til after time will cease. In the middle of the emptiness a row of chairs is suspended, extending on both sides into the distance, further than the… Continue reading Of childhood dreams.
Like just about any poetry I write, hell, like just about Anything I write, I have a strong suspicion this is subconsciously plagiarized :S. But oh well. —- Let us gnaw. Let us quietly chew away At the ideas that make us, That break us, that defined who we are Before we broke the mould… Continue reading Um, poem.
I have religion on the brain these days. I cannot avoid incorporating it on my blog. I’ll do some lighthearted posts too, but for now you’re going to have to put up with serious-serious things 😛 ————————– I was always a self-obssessed child. I did not see much of my surrounding, did not notice what… Continue reading Of our actions and our prayers