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May 29th, 2012
May 22nd, 2012
I LOVED this performance.
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Us and Them.
He staggered towards the only support-a broken pole which stood there.He felt the blood gushing out from his right ankle and his throat was burning.He looked at the vast graveyard man had dug for themselves and he regretted the decision he took that morning-to fight for his country.He knew that was the most unpatriotic thought that could come to his mind but he didn’t care.He was ready to forgive and forget.Far off he saw a man getting up..holding his gun in the left hand.He thought to himself,”so who are the good guys us or them?”
He saw the man on the other side with his ankle hurt.He knew he had to take revenge.He had the gun in his hand.He had to kill the remaining man.He saw his pleading eyes but his mind told him to just shoot him.The trigger went off and the man fell to the floor.He smiled to himself proud of what he had just done.His enemy was dead.
He remembered that day so well like it had just happened yesterday.He thought how foolish he was to not even think once before he shot.He found it hard to breathe..he couldn’t battle with time..he was old .”So who lost now?”he asked himself and he knew the answer.He took in the last breath and he lay there motionless-all alone.He had nobody.He was punished.And he knew it.
-Tasneem.
From my old blog.
May 18th, 2012
That lamp signifies everything about you,room 108,home.
I miss it so frikken much. I will never ever get back that feeling. That feeling of lying on the bed with Bratty, listening to California with you. That feeling of waking up at one and saying HEY lets have some Oreos! And then, you waking me up at 3 about stupid boy problems. That feeling when I enter the room and the lamp is on. Nothing beats that.
People may think you are annoying and dramatic. I know you much more than that. Much much more. And thats why it STILL hasn’t hit me. To all those years of drama and philosophical talks. Well,two to be precise. And so much more to come.
May 3rd, 2012
HAHAHAHAH
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April 29th, 2012
WORK.
Okay I always wanted to blabber about how I have work the next day and show off that I have something to do.
No,I don’t regret it but I did picture my internship a little differently.Thought I’d be super busy all the time.Thought I’d have a fellow intern who I would compete with.Well I was left with a team of 5 who are very nice people.Funny,old arab guy Jamal,computer whiz Mahmood,chubby Hassan and the quiet abhaya wearing Muna.OH how can I forget the one who knows everything Ms.Nissy.
My boss is Dr.Abdullah.He’s got his own cabin which I think is REALLY cool.I mean you can do anything there.I bet he sits there idle doing his hair.Jk lulz.My work is very simple and at times I find it boring.You know I thought it would be more challenging but lazy me likes this too.Its just been 3 days and I use my colleagues’ (wow such an office term!) table when they go missing.BUT I almost got my own table today.Just that the stupid computer wasn’t working.
The downside of this is that I hate Saturday nights.And that I have to whisper to my friends when they call me during work.(Sahitia,you know what I mean).Like they’ll have awesome stuff to tell and I would want to go like OMG WHAAAAT.but quiet abhaya wearing lady wouldn’t like that.So yeah one more month to go.
P.S Nothing beats a guy in a khandoora.Nope,not even men in suits.
I like this show since my journey from madras to dubai!
I laughed so much that the old guy next to me thought I was a tad crazy.Not like I care.Just sayin’.
-Tasneem.
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