the 25 tag.

Rules:

Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. If I tagged you, its because I want to know more about you.

Ahem. Here goes.

1. I spent 2 years trying to get into art school. Took classes. Made a kickass portfolio, and got really really good at it. But i could never clear their interview. I still have no clue why. But im glad.

2. I eat. A LOT! Sometimes when im eating i feel guilty, cause of all the poor kids who starve in this world while i eat till there’s no room left.

3. Even if ive just had dinner or lunch, after a drive, i feel hungry again. Always!

4.  I love cheesecakes. And steaks. And nihari. And beef cheese rolls. And bbq club’s. And fish and chips. And and and and…

5. I have a sharp nose. I smell women. I smell ALL women. If you’re a chick, and ive met you, ive prolly smelt you. I cant help it.

6. Im insanely perverted.

7. I love the smell of fish waste near the port. I find it very comforting.

8. In school i used to bite and spit at kids who tried to push me. The intent was to hurt them in the head. It always worked.

9. I had a crush on my english teacher in grade 6. She was the first person i remember smelling.

10. The first time i ever tried to get high was by sniffing glue. Bison kit aka Samad bond. What else do you expect from a 9th grader?!

11. The first girl i dated asked me out herself. I was shit scared.

12. Most the chicks ive dated i didnt really like as people. This i did so i wouldnt regret if i had to hurt them somehow.

13. I’ve only been in love once. It makes me feel fourteen. But i totally dig it.

14. In school i got beat up and broke both my hands at different times. There were a lot of lessons learned.

15. In school i got to be vice captain, sigma house. I ran the 200m and played midfield in football most of my life. In the 200m i was always among the top 3. For some reason, i never told my family about this. They still dont know.

16. I am a completely different person to different people.

17. I like to think that the lesser you have, the more freedom you have. Ive never wanted a lot of money, or a big house, or a big car, or the fanciest phone.

18. At some point in life, id like to go live alone in the woods, like that movie ‘into the wild’. (ive wanted to this since long before i saw this movie)

19. I havent had a solid fever or flu or cough that has put me to bed in maybe 3 or 4 years. Ive had maybe two or three headaches in all my life.

20. I like to climb and jump off stuff. Once i climbed the grill in my office balcony, and hung on to the other side. If i had let go, id fall 11 storeys. I loved the way that felt. (And im not suicidal or anything of the sort, so shutup)

21. Im the only person i know who’s quit drugs, alcohol, and chicks (alhamdulilah). Smoking too, but still kinda fighting that one in my head. I know how bloody hard it is and im wicked proud.

22. I have always had immense respect for religious people. I never stare at religious ladies, cause i fear God will get mad at me and strike me with lightning. Hats off for the courage they display in giving up so many everyday worldly things.

23. Im pro afghan taliban.

24. I used to think i was so cool. Reality has dawned upon me.

25. I kinda want to look like those roid monster bodybuilders like ronnie coleman or Flex wheeler. But not really.

Ok. Tag done. Sleep time.

Regret. remorse. and all that jazz.

On occasion you deny someone the small kindness.

Because deep down inside you hold a tiny, unjustifiable grudge. Although you do nothing to hurt the person. You do nothing to help when you could. You just watch. And its not a great feeling when you get to look in their eyes and see that little moment of helplessness. I don’t mind hurting people, so long as they’re bigger than me its okay. But i don’t like to hurt the weak. Nothing justifies it.

I like to think that im not a half bad person. But sometimes i feel that like most other people out there, i am nothing but talk.

Commando, helmet pehno, school jao.

For those of you who wonder why anyone would keep walking into the same ditch over and over again, i dont really think i have an adequate reason. And only and only if you could step into that person’s shoes, would you be able to see the sense in their judgement. Only then would you be able to see that what looks to you like a ditch, is their own personal haven. My two days are totally worth it. And i’d do it a million times over if i could, fully aware of the price that has to be paid for it. Because i can. I can take much more than you think i can. And i can even take a whole lot more than i think i can.

I like to think that everyday we get to wake up in the morning, we get the chance to be slightly better and slightly stronger than we were the day before. And if we keep going long enough, someday when we bang our head against the wall, we’ll get to watch it crumble before us.

P.S: im sorry i havent been updating, but ive also got my papers going on, which basically means im busy driving around and eating out a lot.

Can the head and the ego really fight the heart? Can a prison made out of your own promises contain you? Or is that wildchild in me still alive somewhere?

Kiss kiss bang bang.

The so called talibs again. They’re going ballistic on us. One attack a day just doesnt get them the media attention they need anymore. Seriously, did your parents ignore you as a child? 

Im not dying for grades. I just want to pass my courses with grades good enough to graduate soon. Im tired of how school makes me feel. But there’s a long way to go.

Its funny how some kids are. It shows on your face how much you hate it when your friends score better than you do. Dont you know there’s more to life than a grade or a number?

I hate chains and cycles and circles. They keep taking you back to the same place. Over and over and over. And you cant fix it. As predictable as the human condition is, it applies to us all.

When i look at everyone from a distance, doing their thing, i think i can do better. But that’s probably what everyone else thinks when they look at me. At the end of the day, we are insignificant and irrelevant.

I dont like how dull ive made my life. I dont like it when everywhere i go people tell me i look like shit. Shitcakes to you too.  Can you please stop rubbing it in?

God help us all. Because most days we cant really help ourselves.

Over Enthusiasm and being overly aggressive arguing something that everyone knows is stupid, is not easy to bear. And it doesnt make you cool.

Buttering or sucking up are diplomatic words meant to describe an act that is pretty low, reducing you to someone who cannot get anything done with hardwork.

Our BC teacher is a baba who’d fit in better telling stories to his grandkids rather than teaching. I like the guy, sure, but hes not a teacher, hes a grandpa.

Im not allowed to call girls yummy anymore. Apparently if i do that i end up getting lectured.

The ‘*so-called talibs’ are pottying in GHQ. Zardari and freak-of-a-son are partying in the west?

So. What else is news?

*Edit upon reader request.

depression, like most other factors of the human condition, is predictable. Played out. Difficult to understand from a distance. Too easy to understand when you’re close to it.

Its funny cause you know how its going to go. Yet you cant help it. Its like watching a movie a hundred times over. And then being in it.

Im afraid of losing something that was never really mine. Just to put it out there. now how fucked up is that

Looking at the world differently, can often be the sign of trouble.

If youve missed this one, do watch! The movie, that is. [or just read the book!]

Mallu King Man Rajni pora patti! Rascal!