What Can A Mosquito Do That A Fly Cannot?
- Karachi, Pakistan
- December 09
- Pundit among punners, a cynic hoping to be otherwise and a sloth whose imagination and appetite are the only things remarkably active.
Reading and writing again, eating shamelessly as usual and aiming to finally revamp blog dreams (yours and mine)
MY RECENT POSTS
- 12: reminders, brackets,
Dexter references & pumpkin
June 29, 2011 04:40PM
- 11: The Primary Thought
November 20, 2010 01:37PM
- 10: A Day Off, A Scene On
September 17, 2010 12:35AM
- 9: Yellow Brick Road
September 09, 2010 09:48AM
- 8: Kasht-e-Zafraan
August 29, 2010 12:02PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Good stuff.”
September 26, 2010 01:12AM
- “HAHA. I love YOUR
September 22, 2010 09:25AM
- “One of the many
They overdid the
guitaring at the end yes, but
September 18, 2010 03:33AM
- “This immediately
reminded me of Grace Nichols'
September 10, 2010 02:41PM
- “Haha, I like the way you
August 23, 2010 12:33PM
Maliha A's Links
- MY LINKS
It is a truth universally acknowledged that you must never play long time no see with your old jeans. But as with most universal truths, we do punga. We like to be r3baLLyus. We ignore them. (We like to go all Dee Dee on them and question these truths, “What does… Read full post »
Just right now, I need to start working on drawing an over-decent amount of boat related design. Try a few hundred variations, look like I really busted my ass over it, lost sleep over it, thought about boats to death, that kinda thing.
Truth is, I'll just do the bare… Read full post »
“He insists The Context Remain … Read full post »
I had the windows rolled down today :)
This you only do if you are deprived of an AC or your senses. It had just begun raining here in Karachi - and despite the halting of the already-fucked productivity in the city - I was feeling ridiculously Hopeful. This Hope thing… Read full post »
I think that I might get an ulcer. There is too much on my plate. And no, this is not a food reference. As much as I'd like it to be.
I made Head Girl. And (1/3) Debate Head. And Oracle Ed Board. I'd celebrate but shitloads of work is… Read full post »
Kya museebat hai? Don’t be mean or I’ll just change my muse to Wilde. And then you’ll be left with the cockroach. Hmph. Kamini.
The rain is here. I skipped school with manageable guilt. Aloo keema chutni chawal is for lunch. N got her visa. Proposal's ready. The rain is so brilliantly carrying on - and since this is Karachi - tomorrow will only give me more time to vegetate because the roads will be… Read full post »
Firstly you’re like a decorated egg on display but not just any egg. You are ready to crack out of your shell at any time. You are fueled by an enormous desire and you look at life very intelligently but with a personal twist. I can only… Read full post »
Mumford & Sons discovered. Princeton badge and goal pocketed. Trip made, teacake had, interview part one of endless chatter slogged. Homecoming part one of five airport-group-picked. Midnight snack had. Mother of all rats shrieked at. Gatsby's greatness halfway read. Khushwant's great… Read full post »
You, reader*. Sup, how you doin' full Joey style? Yes, Friends was awesome. And so too shall This Blog be (does that sound wrong? It’s just that my English is freaking falling to bits - suddenly tenses tense me and I embarrass myself every time I've to use a blood… Read full post »
Aaand after way too much ado, ladies, gents and confused people everywhere, this will be my blog of epic proportions: BlogWhoNeedsaName.
Every other blog will look like a bog as soon as BlogWhoNeedsaName figures out what the bloody hell it is going to be up to on the www. Yeap.
OH MY B… Read full post »
Fat ladies and juicy gossips
Fruit juices and sticky cakes
Thrust towards –
Never the same looks
Never looks the same
Yellow walls, purple songs… Read full post »
Remember all the times we laughed
And the times you cried – and I laughed back at you?
Remember the stories we told?
All stories, never quite true
Stories can never be true, you know?
You believed all of mine, though.… Read full post »
Tell us your love story
Prompts the cover –
So I smile and strain to remember as summers
And heat return in wisps to haunt me
Songs in the twilight, funny stories and discords
Esoteric jokes and cords
And people… Read full post »