September 4, 2010 – 9:59 am
4 years in dubai.
no more pages left on passport. exit. entry. exit. entry. run away. come back. run. dont.
billo da kaarh kithey?
August 21, 2010 – 3:08 pm
as is tradition, i spent the entire weekend at sugar’s place and invariably had to take the girl’s out - because you know, girl’s just wanna have fun.
this time around there was 8 of us in all, and while snoopy works fine for a family (at least mine), it’s kinda small for a family of [...]
i’ve had a most surreal weekend which i hope to blog about eventually, but the most memorable thing was coming across a flute player at Jumeriah Beach Residence playing Noor Jehan’s songs.
we got out of our cars and floating across JBR walk was the sweet sweet sound of flute. despite it being an outdoor [...]
this morning SD announced: “dude! ramadan starts on the 11th of august.”
i’ve known that for a while now, but i thought it might have something to do with the fact that there is little to eat in my fridge - even though we did go grocery shopping last night.
“yeah, i know. do we need anything [...]
in the middle of a very serious discussion about osteoporosis post a night of heavy partying…
artemis: so how come animals are so strong? they dont drink milk
me: animals are strong because they eat grass. grass has lots of calcium
artemis: no, i mean like cheetahs. cheetahs probably have very strong bones and stuff
me: well, cheetahs are [...]
artemis: i’m going to stalk you and see what’s going on in your life.
hmm. you havent updated your blog.
me: well, you’re going on in my life and i havent really had time to blog. and since you are the update, you already know about it.
but she’s right. people need to know what’s going on in my [...]
today’s post is brought to you by the punjabi proverb “jithey di khoti othey aan khaloti”
by the time i got to owl’s place last night, she wasnt in. and i was outside her apartment after a long day and carrying half my apartment. about a million clothes hung on hangers, my bags, shoes etc - [...]
it does not mean to be in a place where the is no noise, trouble or hard work. it means to be in the midst of all these things and still be calm in your head.
- Anon
ive learnt time and time again - the hard way - to *not* make plans. and still the mind doesnt stop working, and the heart doesnt stop hoping and as a result your dreams get crushed over and over and over again.
*cue alex kunnari’s lifter*
plan no. 1:
remember how the only thing i was looking forward [...]
“HAHAHAHAHAH! you look so miserable!” she-devil announced at 6:30 in the morning as i was ironing my clothes for work. yes, that’s because i FEEL miserable. faces do that. they sometimes reflect how you feel. on a sunday morning. especially if you havent had a good night’s sleep.
15 minutes of a hot soothing shower later, [...]
i’d been cribbing about how my entire life and everything i knew was falling apart. slowly, slowly slowly, sanity was returning.
once i’d decided it was time to move, i started looking around for apartments.
after about 4 weeks of following up with IBM, their agent, their agent’s agent, i got my computer back - unfortunately, as [...]
Once upon a time, there lived a very wise man in a little village, who people turned to for on anything and everything; and accepted his word without question. Many years passed and the practice continued until the man lay on his deathbed and the whole village turned out at his doorstep, weeping, that they [...]
wasnt today just the most glorious morning? dont know about yours, but mine was…
so we know how sometimes to feel better about being alive, we drive along other cars each trying to get ahead of the other revving our engines - which can not be construed as racing, since racing is ILLEGAL.
so yesterday there was [...]
ogies kiddies. as bromised, bikchurs from the david guetta evening.
it kinda pretty much started like this. ARE YOU READY DUBAI?
then he went on flashing
SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!
SH SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!
SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!
SH SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!
so everyone went to get shots. (no, not vaccination against polio).
while he made magic.
somewhere along in the night a dude [...]
david guetta = <3
maDJam = <3er, > guetta
hemlock = high & sleep deprived.
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