intihaaa ho gaii..intizar ki..
ayee na kuch khabar...meray yaar ki.
yeh mujhayyyy hai yaqeen
bewafa woh naheeen.
phir wajah keya huee
intizar ki...

1 am randomness.
xo
-eeda

last time i checked, this was My life.

what? really? naww-uhh...... you're deceived child. it's anything but yours.

the only decision i'm allowed to take, is what subjects i choose. that too for a degree i don't want to do.

man seriousli? the only reason you're not letting me go to a friggin BBQ bein organised by a buncha hijabis is cuz ' u shud stay with us and have fun with us and be part of the family!'
stay at home and mope around more like.
and excuse me, but F*** your family. your husband more like. it's not exactly a family when the guy is either acting like my 15 yr old lemme-touch-u-up crush and the bully in high school who can't stop taunting me at every little chance he gets.
yeh, im talking about ur im-so-in-love-with-him significant other.

it makes me Nauseous.

she carries no sly comebacks
in her pocket,no shell on her back
-Stephanie Hemphill.

But that was old news. life teaches you many things.

dont you see? the more i want to run away from you guys, you keep me under absolute house-arrest. and that is me NOT exaggerating.i spent my entire term break babysitting your kids from 8 to 6.i cancelled ALL mi other plans. and you tell me, be part of the family.


maybe i really should prove them right and get drunk and whore around and get a nice 'screw you' tattoo round the back and a night in jail seducing up the policemen there.

i am going to Crackkkkk like an egg.
or wait, i'm going to go ON crack. like an egg.
or hm.something.

haha i sound so much like a teeny bopper whiner.

this ones for Gunther. remember about the stories that go untold? let me tell you a story that is a little too close for comfort let's just say.

so once upon a time there was a lil 5 year old who was as innocent as a brand new bar of Cadbury's chocolate. dont ask me how thats innocent.she had a Quran tutor, full darhi and all, who used to come to her place to teach her everyday.

Contrary to tradition, his way of greeting wasnt the salam/handshake, more like lemme-touch-u-bottom-up-thru-ur-shalwar-real-quick-with-no-one-watching.
Pretty much every day
till he eventually got fired, and not cause she'd told on him.
(and then there was this driver,and this uncle, and this and this and this.)

The girl still remembers. Traaaaummmmaaaa...bah.
That's just one of many many many stories.


and Rudolph had a very shiny nose....
like a light bulb.

ayeeeee mausam rangeelay suhanay..jeeya nahee manayy....la la la la la laaaa laaa laaa...

-no love lost,
eeda.
xo

i have been happiest
for i have been sane.
i am too used to you
making me stand up again.

Adrift-ing

jaane tu ya..

yes. i FINALLI watched it.

Observations made...

sometimes. the person u say all the 'i love you's to, isnt the one you realli love.
because the person you really love, doesn't need to be told.
they need to be discovered.

point2. never marry a violent guy.

when there is no perfection, i will create perfection. i will make you my angel.i will dance to your tunes, and you shall be in love.

randomness and poetic-ness aside, prettyyyyy sweet movie...definitely worth one time watch..
:)

ehem.

struck a chord.
simple words.too true.

You always seem to obsess about the things you
can`t have, but when you have it, you don`t
appreciate it, and then you destroy it. When you lose
it, you want it back, but when it`s gone, you
can never seem to understand why you let it go.

They're ENDING Skypecasts!
AHH!!!!!!!!!!! TOO many memories!!!
*faints*

melodrama. tsk.

R.I.P
you shalt be missed...

...

4 hours in 48.

his patience with me continues to surprise me day after day...

so. how much wood can this woodchuck chuck?

yaarrrounnnnn
mujhay muaaaaaf rakho
mein nashay mein hooon....
-from some lame emo indian song.


who said babysitting kids was easy? :S:S:S

i.am.so.sore.
and they are SO hyper.
*grumble*


edit.


Hinbin says:
OMG
Hinbin says:
WTH
Hinbin says:
u wierdo
eeda says:
HAHAHAHAHA
eeda says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAAAAAAA
Hinbin says:
i can make kissy faces at whomever i like.

for more details on this, see here.

bah.i still love u to itsie bitsies hinbin.
*schizo eye twitch*

..bought a laugh..

hokay so..

http://www.endofworld.net/

wtf mate.

insurgent

..cuz u hate that word.

The trouble about 'Good Guys' and 'Bad Guys'-
They're all Guys.

and now, the weird edited picture.



second- this one's all lyrics or lines of two or three.. gotta love those.

this one's for hairy hot-dogs.and jagjit singh.and for Milan.


''And though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head, (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,

I am no prophet-and here's no great matter;

I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footmen hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.''

T.S Elliot says it much better than I ever could.

i am scared.out.of.my.mind.

and i miss you.

let.us.ascend.to.heaven.in.tip.toes.climbing.over.each.other's.backs.and.
chain.linking.our.arms.till.we.grow.old.and.we.grow.old.and.there.are.
daisy.wreaths.in.my.hair.and.lilies.on.my.waist.but.no.breath.and.no.air.
i.will.lie.smiling.and.sleep.gently.on.a.white.cloud.and.be.borne.away.
by.gossamer.wings.

there.are.too.many.stairs.to.heaven.

We're on a giant ferris wheel.
So close to heaven, I can feel.
-from Thebathroomgirl

The world forgetting..............
...................by the world forgot

It is said to be a wonder of the world.

Except that very few people ever wonder much about anything-
and are barely aware of the world.
-from Terry Practchett.

Your destiny is not some elusive thing.
-from Born Confused.
(reaahahahahhhlyy?)

All of your history has little to do with your face
You're mainly a mystery with violins filling in space.
-from a Love Song to a Stranger.

more to follow
(and to bore.)
-eeda

i love swings <3<3<3

major...

...emoness..


please make sure to disassociate yourself from this blog after reading this.

Someone recently,and very generously, decided to send me the criteria for finding prince charming.
too bad it was one of those lame-ass forwards that get passed around like a bad disease that noone wants to get.
The someone in question is a 14 year old lovey-dovey, head-in-the-clouds type (if she even has a head and its not all just feathers up there) cousin.
most paki young girls are like that.
i acutalli wasted 2 minutes of my life to read it. AND answer it.
here we go.


find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
countless times.

who calls back when you hang up on him.
within 5 minutes, even after one of the nastiest fights we had, which was all my fault.

who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
lost count.

wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
he's not here, but if he was, he would.

who wants to show off to the world when you are in ur sweats.
already has.

who holds your hand in front of his friends.
geographicalli challenged there.

who constantly reminds you about how much he cares for you.
check. and actions speak louder than words.

who turns to his friend's and says, that's her.
just did.


(we.live.in.a.world.of.denial.and.too.many,complexities.)


woohoo. so all i need is a kiss and hold-mi-hand-right-now-you-ugly-frog to make him my prince.
intttttttttttereeeeeshtingggggggg......
(not to say that he's a frog or ugly , to be fair)

and to think I've been going round convinced Prince Charming died of sheer sedentariness.(which according to dictionary.com is a word. Screw YOU spell-check!)
heck i don't believe the credibility of something that doesn't even recognize my name as a real word. well here's my passport to u,suckah! all official and shit too.

-moment of silence for Charming-

oh,and Mr.Right, and The One, and Honey Dearest, and Knight-in-shining-armor (they all died in a boat crash, except the last one who died due to over-exposure to toxins in silver polish.) and Ranjha and Romeo and Pannu and..hm..
it's funny how all of them DID die.Tragically.
think history teaches us a lesson through lore?

i have rambled WAY more than i should. lack of breakfast+lack of sleep +early morning unconcern for making sense can do that to u.

people with remedies apply here.

last note. it's funny how when you search prince charming on deviant.art, you get a photo album of Edward Cullen.

i need me some Cullen.

xo
-eeda.

Helpless.

Dad- I'm very sorry about your visa beta.
Me- but it's not your fault at all!


i can hear the pain in ur voice too baba...
u were never as amazing at being obscure as u think u are.

8 months and counting..

why so serious?

watched it watched it watched it watched it...YAY

i watched the dark knight.na na na na na na

awesomeeeeeeeeness in a movie man,...the beginning was a little like, realli???? after all i've heard about this movie, ur showing me way too many characters saying all this stuff that doesn't make sense? and then the ending kinda just rammed it home..very touching at more emotional/humane/intellectual level than the earlier movies, but definitely not as drop-dead sappy and i-love-youse'y like spider-man.... brilliant acting by ledger, but heck thats nothing new..i've sat thru his brokeback mountain...

( don't ask,took this English course called intro to fiction which i later realized was GROSSLY misnamed, and shud've been called intro to sex and the like in Literature...we ended up doing a book on a hermaphrodite, and the Brokeback novel and the movie, and coupla other,,ehem,.,,eye-opening novels..and it wasn't for lack of light in the room either),,.

going BACK to the original point, Brokeback was actually a very decent piece of acting,...leaving aside some of the rather..ehem, let's just uncomfortable scenes, to keep it as politically correct as possible.

but yeh..good movies good times.

its been raining hard lately. i went down to the western most part of the city, (which for all of u who probably don't know, is the outermost edge of the city) to look out over the North Pacific Ocean....u can see the city skyline on one side, mountains out on the other,,and a long wide stretch of the ocean in the middle.

it was POURING.
like pou oh shit ring.
i didn't take an umbrella.
stood there for an hour too. yay me.
got emo.happy.soaked to the bone.VERY cold.andddddd a nasty omg-im-sore fever to boot.
worth.every.little.rain.drop.

hm..i love rain..i love the smell of soil and trees and water and wet clothes and the sight of mad old couples holding hands under one umbrella and smiling sheepishly at each other. And surprise surpriseeee,,, as emo as it is, there WAS a couple there, and they WERE mad old. AND mad cute.

hm.all.i.need.is.drippy.drippy.day.to.make.me.smile.like.an.idiot.
singing.old.indian.songs.at.full.volume.and.sniffling.and.talking.to.drug.on.the.
fone.and.complaining.about.how.i.can't.feel.my.toes.anymore.

mad awesome.

speaking of which, i dunno what to do with him. i realli realli don't.

Question. is a 4 month, for lack of a better word, romance, worth friendships spanning over just over a year, or two years, or so on?..

hmm...

he drives me MAD sumtimes. so volatile. but then it reminds me that i am the exact same way, if not worse.very worse. times infinity.
i wish i cud record our conversations sumhow. he says the cutest things sometimes.

sub kuch seekha hum nay, na seekhi hosheeyari
such hai duniya waloun, ke hum hain anardhri.

ill marry whoever recognises where those lines are from.
if ur female, ill get a gender change too.
i know i know, doesn't my generosity continue to light a star up ur sky?


so ammi says- abu thinks we've given u too much freedom, u're out all the time, we dunno who with and gudnes knows ur doing whut..

yeh mum i went kayaking with a buncha hijabis, and then i volunteered 4 hours at our uni's sports section. and oh, went to the bank to make sure dad's tenant's rent passed thru and if THAT'S not horrific enuf, i treated my friend's to pizza!! SO WRONG! and the latest ive been home by is 10 pm and thats even when im staying along and have absolutely no fuckin one to answer to..i know i know, it's WAY worse than stripping at a club at 2 am being drunk, like omg! i have so broken your trust haven't i?

i have spent my entire life being someone i am not, and yet it is never good enough for them.
ha, isn't that everyone's story?

its sad that i came here so i could be me for once and for last.
aha aha aha. those who laugh last laugh hurtest.

emooooooooo ness. ehem. abologies!

sigh.
enuf rant..more than. its weird that when i do write after 3 or 4 days i spew out this whole buncha trash and nonsense that nobody gets thru, heck it, if i was nobody i wudn't either.
okay.so.i.kinda.sorta.lost.myself.on.that.one.
continue later.

-xo
eedaaa