It has been three months since I moved into my little flat, perched on top of a closed beauty salon, a flat I fell in love with from the moment I first stepped into it and saw the way the light dappled the wooden flooring in the living room, and the way the spaces of… Continue reading On Living Alone
I recently restarted my occasional smoking habit. Some days after, my psychology professor asked us all to write a story from the perspective of an object. I didn’t have much time to complete the task, or much brainpower to devote to it, so I just picked a cigarette as my object. The result was rather nice… Continue reading Of Cigarettes
It was in the staff takeaway shop that I saw a tray of red velvet cake slices and felt a deep sadness that I couldn’t even understand until much later, when I remembered that my mother had asked me to get her a piece some days before she died. That is how the grief appears in… Continue reading Of Grief.
I take my swollen, post-call1 manhoos 2 face to both weddings, because the schedule changes only allow for so much leeway, and “better post-call than not at all” has become the mantra of my life. How many weddings can you miss before you’re no longer considered part of the family? That’s not a question I want an answer… Continue reading of being post-call, and weddings
This has probably been the Year of the Series – I started the Dark Tower series, Hunger Games trilogy, Cairo Trilogy and Song of Ice and Fire series in this year. However, the first books of the latter two series I couldn’t complete, so they are not present in this list. In retrospect, lots of… Continue reading Book List 2014
Originally posted on Eddie's domain:
There is an exquisite sort of pain in a needle prick. And if an unsteady hand is proof of an unsteady mind, then Haya should have suffered more than one of those exquisite needlings. Indeed, when she reached for circle of cloth, with its detailed designs, her hands were…
Originally posted on Mellow Creativity:
Sometimes I wonder what kind of a child my mother imagined I would be, and contrast that with how I’ve turned out in actuality. It is both a depressing and an amusing picture. The obedient, caring, cheerful girl she probably wanted has been replaced by this sarcastic, debating, selfish individual.…
All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much. -George Harrison 🙂
Happy news! The yearly magazine for our university, AKUMEN, came out today…and yes, you’ve guessed it, yours truly is in print, and with not one or two but five separate pieces in it! Yup. Three poems and two pieces. Considering only one of the pieces was written specifically for the mag and the rest I… Continue reading AKUMEN and New Year’s
I saw a pink van today. After so long. And I thought of you. You would’ve been 18 by now. And I would give all the pink vans in the world just to be with you again. 12-12-07 . Rest in Peace.