Random Thoughts...: 06/01/2007 - 07/01/2007


Saturday, June 30, 2007

stare i shall at time.. as it passes by.. wonder i shall as tides go by.. echo will those goodbyes that i heard in years that passed.. living in the past... with a lost present.. with no tomorrow that i see..
When the hour comes every second speaks of Eternity.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Fate must be defied many times in order for a person to actually be called alive. This is because only a fool clings to Fate instead of living their own lives... Fate is Never Final.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

If being a kid is about learning how to live, then being a grown-up is about learning how to die. It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness. To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

For certain is death for the born
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable
Thou shouldst not grieve.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

They say if a bird poops on you its a good omen. its a sign of wealth. i got pooped on twice today.. so I better be a millionaire soon or else ima sue them pooping birds!

all that shines isnt gold... it might be platinium.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

To survive in this world, we hold close to us those on whom we depend. We trust in them our hopes, our fears... But what happens when trust is lost? Where do we run, when things we believe in vanish before our eyes? When all seems lost, the future unknowable, our very existence in peril... All we can do is run.

We dream of hope. We dream of change. Of fire, of love, of death… And then it happens — the dream becomes real.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

The Earth is large. Large enough that you think you can hide from anything. From Fate. From God. If only you found a place far enough away. So you run. To the edge of the Earth. Where all is safe again. Quiet, and warm. The solace of salt air. The peace of danger left behind. The luxury of grief. And maybe, for a moment, you believe you have escaped.

We are, if anything, creatures of habit. Drawn to the safety and the comfort of the similar. But what happens when the familiar becomes unsafe? When the fear that we've been desperately trying to avoid, finds us where we live?

Saturday, June 09, 2007

If you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. there is no middle ground. to rectify the problem and cross to the other side, might take drastic measures. the real question is how far are you willing to go? its just easy to blame someone else other than you, but the problem still remains... not in your back yard.. but it still remains.

Friday, June 08, 2007

life takes you places. lets to meet people. you cant help but make friends as you go along, have some great moments, memories devine. but it hurts to think of those moments and be able to relive it again. as you go along, you tend to realise that life is somewhat about meeting new people and letting go of the old acquantances. but its only human to hold on to the good things.

being right isnt that different from being wrong. its relative to which side you see it from. abnormalities stand out from the crowd. normality in ones life is also relative. you might think your normal... but relative to someone else, you might be the weirdo of the neighbourhood. by point being? well.. there is no point in comparing yourself with everyone else... coz you'll always end up finding someone better than you.

Friday, June 01, 2007

My brother and bhabi left for USA last sunday.. and since then house feels so empty :/ and today my cousin, and somewhat my best friend, left for Dubai. Its like an end of an era.. well not exactly.. but you know what i mean. Life goes on.

On another note, week back my friend F's mother died :/ its like without loved ones life doesn't seem worth living anymore... she feels that way though. I hope things work out for her.

I think about death alot... more than people normally do. for 18 years of my life, i never went to a funeral but ever since i came to Karachi, i have been going to a funeral every two months or so. its kinda weird to see someone one day.. and to bury him/her the next.