“You have beautiful eyes”, she heard a soft but profound voice of a man who seemed to have traveled a lot, knowing many places, people and dialects. Even though she didn’t like the intrusion while she was out shopping for shades, she garnished a smile onto her lips and turned around, “thank you”, she uttered as [...]
Monday, June 13, 2005
Victory was not made for him, he felt like a born loser. It was the competition no 143 that he had lost. He couldn’t even make it to top ten. Seven years of work all seemed blurry and out of focus. His thinking process slowed down as he stood there on the sidewalk; holding a [...]
Monday, May 16, 2005
He only had two problems. He wasn’t insomniac, but he never appreciated the fact that one third of his life was being spent while asleep, so he stopped wasting his time on it. He didn’t sleep for five consecutive nights, not even a drowsy wink. This problem, at least for the time being, was solved. His mind [...]
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
His ideas were stolen away from him even before he could tell those ideas to himself. Chrysler’s PT Cruiser was his idea; of a car that would let the old meet the new, but they just took it right off of his mind. A bookshop blended with a cafe was what he always dreamed of, [...]
Friday, May 6, 2005
Raised voices, angered expressions and bitter complaints. There were too many words spoken to make any sense. I, who always agreed, disagreed. She, who always understood, misunderstood. It was a rotten phone call. In utter confusion and helplessness of unexplained gestures; I asked her, “don’t you trust me?” And that’s when silence struck like a thunderbolt; the [...]
Wednesday, March 2, 2005
In the far corner of a inelegantly inhabited part of the world, there once lived a man who fell in love only once but fell out of it many times. He loved her like a child; gave her a young immature love that wouldn’t rattle even in the fiercest of the wordstorms. With her, he grew [...]
Friday, February 25, 2005
September 29, 2004 There was still time; the night had hardly started. By the time I woke up, she had packed those wrinkled days spent with me. I thought she would look at me for the last time but she didn’t. The sun just came out and brightened her path away from me. It was only sixteen hours [...]
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Shams-ur-Rehman is the eldest of my four uncles; in his mid forties, he is a strongly built man and extremely handsome; he’s got those classic Pathan looks which distinguish him from others. Too bad I don’t have his photo available to post here for he is currently out of the city for work. But just [...]
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
I believe I mentioned before in one of my blog entries about the small world on wheels; a bus. I travel to and from my office in a bus and it’s about a 60 to 70 minutes ride, during which I see so many different attitudes of people and witness numerous events which, to some [...]
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