2010

It's been a long year. And not a very productive one, either. I don't think I have done much that I can be proud of, in terms of accomplishments.

And other than a trip to Thailand and Gwadar, I don't think there were too many exciting moments either.

But still, there were some fun moments, with some close friends. Some friends grew closer, and not too many drifted away.

There were plenty of things I wanted to change - things that I have not been able to change, or do anything about. Primarily because of my own inherent laziness and averseness to change; and the fact that some things are beyond my control.

But hey, contrary to what people may say, life is long. God know what may happen tomorrow - and living in Karachi, this city that I cannot grow to love, you actually don't know what may happen tomorrow.

Am finally reading something other than "chick-lit" (I call it Lad-Lit) and re-reading children's stories -- I am actually reading Sophie's Choice and am surprised as to how engaging it is, despite the palpable, infinite sadness that the book exudes from time to time.

Yet, I remember when I met William Styron a little more than a decade ago, having seen the movie, I told him that I had read the book; and nice man that he was, he said that I was a very bright young man, who he thought would go far. How wrong he was!

Anyway, let' s hope I get through the entire book. If nothing, I'd have accomplished that!

A case of "I blog, therefore I am"?

Yes. So instead of thinking about blogging, I am going to start blogging again.

(If nothing, it will be better than staring at the television and watching a gazzilion episodes of a TV show whose characters' lives I know more about than those of my own real life friends.)

So, here goes.

Why is it so much harder to pick up from where I left off? I remember, wayyyy back in 2006 when blogging was considered the in thing to do, I could blog and rant about anything and everything. I blame Facebook! But that too has gotten rather boring. The same people have the same things to say. But that, perhaps, is the problem with life in general: THE MONOTONY.

Everything gets boring after a little while. Whether it is your friends, your work, the TV shows you watch (oh dear god - i need a life), the books you read, the people you meet, the restaurants you eat at... they all end up BORING YOU.

Well. This wasn't so bad. Maybe I will return to blog land soon.

Blughhhhhhhhh

Sometimes I think that we just go through the motions of living just to pass the time. Perhaps because we really have no choice but to do so.

Sometimes I just want to hit fast forward on my life -- and see where it takes me. If I don't like what I like, I would rewind, redo. Probably.

I could do something constructive rather than remaining bored, irritated, and discontented with most things in my life.

But what would the fun be in that?

Ophelia's Song

Where the daisies laugh and blow,
Where the willow leaves hang down,
Nonny, nonny, I will go
There to weave my lord a crown.

Willow, willow, by the brook,
Trailing fingers green and long,
I will read my lord a book,
I will sing my love a song.

Though he turn his face away,
Nonny, nonny, I will sing,
Ditties of a heart gone gray
And a hand that bears no ring.

Water, water cold and deep,
Hold me fast that I may sleep.
Death with you is hardly more
Than the little deaths before.

Excerpted from Killing Mr Griffin by Lois Duncan

Back with no bang

Looking back on the years since I began to blog, I realised that I was much more regular before. And it got me to wonder why I stopped. Was it because once printed, my thoughts seemed rather silly? Or was it that I just became plain lazy? Or more of a private person.

Oh well, God only knows. What I do know, however, is that blogging is rather therapeutic - and serves well as a venting platform more than anything else.

Actually, the more I think about it, I have to say that Facebook is the culprit. With Facebook - and Twitter too, to an extent - I do all my venting, so there's not much left to vent about. But since of late I have been feeling rather blah and restless, perhaps it is time i blogged more - and hopefully about more interesting things than my petty, petty thought!

So, point of this silly little post, is that I will now try and blog more. But hopefully, will actually end up writing things that people will actually read!

A world beyond

As I look upon the earth from far beyond,

I see the red skies of a world beyond.

Don’t ask me to remember what was before,

All I can tell you is that there is a world beyond.

A world where the skies aren’t blue,

Where the sun doesn’t ever set,

And where the stars still shine bright.

It’s where tomorrow meets today,

Where yesterday segues into today.

Where the past meets the present,

Devoid of regret.

Where tomorrow is bright,

And yesterday is no more.