Here I am

So much more to say
So much to be done
Don’t you trick me out
We shall overcome*

May 2009 be kind to all of us.

*Love remains the same – Gavin Rossdale

Changes…

I think I like the new wordpress interface. There is more stuff around now and more structure I think. The comments part I love especially the quick edit option.

This post is going to be beyond bad. I’m telling you beforehand so don’t blame me later…

Any mojo I had is so totally gone! I have had no desire whatsoever to come to this page. That is really the first time i have gone to that extreme even though my blogging graph has had its peaks and troughs. I cant figure out why i don’t even want to write nowadays… maybe it is because I spend an unhealthy amount of time on gchat or that all my blog friends are now a phone call away so communication takes place over much more personal mediums. It even might be that I just don’t think i can formulate an entertaining paragraph. Its been a long time since i even poked fun at myself here…

But then there is that other thing. You know when your life suddenly becomes interesting and scary intimidating (  I think is the word that fits) suddenly nothing and everything makes sense but putting it all down somewhere to revisit some time later becomes a little impossible. There is just too much happening in this minuscule window of time and how do I even begin to make sense of it? How do i arrange everything?? In order of relevance, excitement, experience or various moments of enormous self doubt when all I can do is thank Allah Mian for everything and just leave it at that. Knowing self analysis might not be the best strategy all I can do is command Mr. Brain to stfu and let yourself drift. Is that called living in the moment? Frankly I don’t know.

Why am i so bloody ambiguous??

The easiest way i think would be chronological so this is what has been up:

Wednesday, 3rd December: Russell Peters. There are no words. He was beyond brilliant, it was raining that night and Ray, though tired, was amazing company.

Sunday, 7th December: I was engaged to A (Hajj day in the UAE). I don’t think I can elaborate.  He reads the blog and calling him A is rather pointless! Also I’m not going to on about him here at all

Monday, 8th December: Eid Al Adha. Self explanatory.

Wednesday, 10th December: Maroon 5!! Hemmie took me to what was a pretty good concert ( i only wanted to hear She will be loved and i wasnt disappointed). Production wise it was quite brilliant, acoustics were good, no bone crushing crowds and awesome weather Also Adam Levine sounds like a girl when he speaks…

Sunday, 14th December: Heath Ledger night at the Wafi Roof top Gardens. I wanted to do this ever since i heard of the concept. Its this under the stars kinda thing… movie being projected on a screen up front, bean bags to slouch on scattered across a terrace. Fun, but then how can a back to back screening of A Knight’s Tale and 10 Things I Hate About You with Ray not be

Monday, 15th December: Skin. Its an awesome movie, something I’d highly recommend. We as in Jummy and I, went to the Gala screening of the movie at the Madinat Theatre as a part of the Dubai International Film Festival. I knew next to nothing about the movie which was a good thing because the experience was lovely.

This is roughly what has been happening in December. Whew!

And Jummy, I havent forgotten about the tag

Tell me…

what your 23rd year was like. I want to try and get as many responses as possible and then compare them with mine on the 14th of the next year.

So come on, spill the beans

Behind my blue lined eyes

Its a gorgeous day today. I have a huge window next to me and the sun is shining brightly and the clouds are this beautiful woolly white and even though I cant laze around in the sun all day which is what I feel like doing just the fact that I have such a magnificent view more than makes up for it.

I turned 23 on the 14th. It was a pretty unremarkable birthday but for a few things which not only made it memorable but also one of those milestone birthdays. It was complete with flowers and gifts and cake and books and family. The only thing which lacked was km’s presence I don’t think much changed instantly but then what does as age is nothing but a number. I need to make it count by changing myself, things like irritation at the smallest things and my timekeeping need to be improved radically because if i don’t do that soon i might regret my lack of willpower very soon and very strongly.

Hopefully this year will, if not better than the last, be equally happy and maybe I’ll find that elusive satisfaction which has fled my life. Again something which wont drop in my lap just because I wish it so

Atleast this birthday was brought in with ray and me together and everybody I cared about calling or messaging me, a huge improvement from last time Also being at the Taste Festival, fireworks a half hour before 12, awesome food and very cute chefs make for a very good beginning to a new year =)

Adding to the list of do’s I need to become so much better where correspondence is concerned. So far the pace at which i respond to people is very, very rude.

I was writing a much more humorous post in my head last night but frankly now i cant recall any of it, so this will have to do. I think I should to stop saying and thinking “this will have to do” too!! It makes me feel like I’m settling for something less than prefect and that is not an attitude I should nourish.

Inshallah this year will be good, to all of us

Isabel – Il Divo

Dim the lights, lie back, close your eyes, turn the volume up and press play.

Tearjerkers

Day 7:

I really feel like one and I need recommendations. It can be a book or a movie or even a song as long as its not too depressing and has a happy ending which just makes you awwww rather than wanting to slit your wrists!

Come on people, help me!

Fridays

Day 6:

When doing nothing is the best activity

I’m so brain dead I really can’t think of anything else… this will have to do for today. Oh and this

A case of exploding chestnuts

Day 5:

Today was one of those rare days when I came home super early like 5:30 and still it felt late. Not only was it already dark but it also felt like it was 7 already I had bought some chestnuts a few days before and since I had the time why not have some. Very intelligently I turned the oven on to 250 F and popped them in for ten minutes. Ten minutes later I thought they could use a few minutes more so back into the heat they went! And then i smelled something burning, one of the bloody things had exploded in my clean oven!! Took the try out and put it on the counter to cool a little when the fireworks started, three of the bloody things EXPLODED all over my kitchen and here i was still mourning the oven!

Moral of the story: leave the roasting of the chestnuts to mother dear!

The wonder of a phone call

Day 4:

It’s strange how a 27 minute long phone call puts so many things into perspective. Issues which were monumental suddenly become insignificant.

Hopefully the culmination will be as sweet as the beginning!

*smiles*

But I don’t want to!!

Day 3:

Why must I act like an adult? I don’t want to decide anything, my brain is refusing to cooperate and nothing and nobody is reacting the way they should. This is so not fair!! Why did this have to happen now, now that i have readied myself for the unknown. Surprisingly I feel like that it would have been easier had the territory been uncharted. The knowledge of the presence of all these mines is not making anything easier.

This weekend is not going to be fun; I foresee major retail therapy and negligent buyer’s remorse!