Monday, September 29, 2008


honay do dil ko fanaa
honay do dard ko tabaa.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

2 am rant.

I know it shouldn't matter. And it doesn't. I'm in love with a wonderful, talented, amazing young man. But its the differences in cliches that bring us together. I just want to look through the pockets of your skin and ask Who are you? What do you believe in? I want to not be lonely on rainy nights, I want you to not be stubborn, I want to not feel so defeated every time I think I can't complete a simple task. I want to sing to you, my love. The hollows of her eyes knock on my window pane and the kittens run for cover. The veins pop out but the stomach never goes in. Cigarette is coolness if smoked properly. Seem ponderous, caring about un-careful things. I want to not feel this torn between what? and why? and why not? I think about you in moonlit nights and the stars all seem to weep. The water is stale from sitting on a green table for too long. Little cobwebs decorate ignored corners of the room. Bedsheets have been washed, clothes picked off of the floor, surfaces anti-bacteriarised. And you still never came. The street light turns on and off at its own will. The rain won't stop, love, God is crying too much, He's so sad. Associating God with emotion is probably blasphemous on this early early Jumat-ul-Wida morning, but it makes me relate to Him more. Or Him to me, whichever comes first.

You are wrong for all the right reasons. And right for all the wrong.

the charm is wearing off


I want to

I want to be someone else, or I'll explode.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

read my lips posed to speak

Monday, September 22, 2008

no more pushing me around, thanks.

Sunday, September 21, 2008


My music is where, I'd like you to touch.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


Zh* says:
Zh* says:
i'm going straight to hell
Zh* says:
Beenish says:
hai na?
Beenish says:
it's very "lead me not into temptation...because I can find the way myself"
Zh* says:

Tuesday, September 16, 2008


WELL then. someone's finally come out of hiding and erased the entire 2008 out of their live's.

'pretty pink princess'

Monday, September 15, 2008

stop being so yum.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008


It comes from within.
15 more minutes and I know I'll be bugged. What I really really need to do is start writing about people and not gibberish that only I understand:
a) It worries my friends
b) It makes no sense
c) No one's going to ask me to write a book if I keep on like this.

Must ask Bran to give me his version of 'Down is the New Up'.

I feel like busting my moves on this 4th floor of the James Cabell Library cuz its oh-so-quiet and I'm commando and I spell words in British even though I'm American. BAHA.

currently listening to : Eple by Royksopp.