Save your brain for a rainy day, wrap it up, put it away! Reaching out to the pplzzz. Khawateen o hazraaat, aap ke bai-takkaluf aur pur zor israar pay, paish e khidmat, minjanib e bande e naacheez; aik chota mota post! I have terrible acidity from having one too many qeema parathas, and i suddenly feel terribly depressed for the state of our nation and our people and this world.

I am out looking for my words again because I need them. I am reminded once again of the truth that in essence, what you truly need, you will find in yourself. Because the me that I am, is terrifying. Insecure, angry, frustrated and oh so discontent! And this is everything in my life that I have done so far and am doing every day. I sometimes feel that perhaps I want too much.

Buried in the silence of the answer. Tuesday, March 8, 2011. One Foot in the Grave. Maybe we are at that age. Maybe we have reached that stage in life when the people that have mattered the most are busy decaying away.

A ray of dark hope. The more we try to resist it, the more it will end up causing frustration.