Yep. That’s what I gathered from my yesterday’s “talk”. And a few more. There is no need to be honest (because people can’t tolerate honesty). If you want to be honest, do that with your family (but don’t we say that workplace is like our second home and colleagues are like our extended family? So…
Month: March 2018
No Monday post today
Just a regular weekend and only slightly agitating Monday. Don’t have anything cynic or sarcastic to share. I’ve a skip level meeting with my director tomorrow. Will surely come back to vent out some of that frustration. I know there will be some. You all know that. Shabana Mukhtar
The little girl in me
The little girl in me likes to live in a world of fantasy. This started when I really was a little girl. I used to daydream about having a lot of money. So much, that I could buy anything without worrying about the price. That fantasy seems natural now. It is obvious actually. Given that…
Decryption of dreams
This morning I had a series of weird dreams. *** There were people gathered near a chowk in my hometown. I spent my childhood in that area, I guess that’s why I see that chowk very frequently in my dreams. Some people from that area, some were relatives. And sure enough, some people from my…
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Nemrah Ahmad: The power of her writing
She is like a magician, who can change people’s lives through her creative work. My life has significantly changed after reading her book. So, what did I learn from Nemrah Ahmad’s novels? Unlike others, I have not yet started wearing Hijaab like Haya. I have not yet started learning Quran Shareef like Mehmal. I have…
Favorite Quote #6
I am a miracle worker. It’s a miracle when I work.
Being (Un)grateful
I’m feeling a tad bit better. My vision is no more blurry. My itching and twitching persists. I often feel that my body fixtures are misplaced. That my arm should probably be rotated three degrees clockwise. Or my fingers should be more together. Know what I’m saying? Anyway. In this fit of feeling creepy and vulnerable, I start to get increasingly picky. There are two things that…