Tuesday, March 31, 2009

I am not a really a pet lover kind of guy, in fact quite the opposite, but these two little doggy bastards have stolen my heart. They walk very slowly and have hard time opening eyes in the sunlight.
Courtesy of a cousin.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Straight from beautiful Holland, we (me & dad) actually stole Dutch from nursery farm of dad's friend. Not our fault, we called and he was sleeping.

Anyways, Dutch and me are going to be great friends in coming weeks. Although we both will miss each other on weekends.

Since selfless friendships exist only in stories, Dutch will give me nice fresh feeling, and I will only have to water him occasionally.
Even steven.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Last evening I went on jogging for the first time this year. It's been pretty good because I thought I would run less than I actually did. Probably because of my new Puma Complete Trailfox II. It is the most expensive pair of shoes I ever bought and trust me, totally worth it. Although, color scheme cracked a laugh out of morons I interact with on daily basis.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Out of utter randomness this song occurred to me that always reminds me of her, ALWAYS!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

As I lay on my bed and try hard to make myself push to sleep, a question echoes in my head: "when you can't sleep, what do you worry about?" It's probably not an easy question to answer. Good thing I forgot my meds Lahore.

Someone died, someone who relates to my mother and she is gone far away to attend funeral. There wasn't much sorrow, or maybe none at all, since the deceased was expected to be dead long ago and who had his own fair share of psychological issues at later part of life. 
Maybe dying younger is better, or your funeral becomes a party.

I guess my grandma is awake and she is going to check on me, so good night, dear departed.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Note to self: Never, ever, talk to morons, twice.

Monday, March 16, 2009

For the first time, real people won!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Dear Reader,

It's been tough abandoning this place. A lot has changed since, and most of which falls in the dark side. For example, I have started to talk a lot, and by that I mean I have started to open up a bit with people and my psychopathic behavior is vaporizing. But every night when I was down to sleep I would quibble with myself over this 'breaking the habit' thing. 
Another change I hate is I have lost my reading habit. There was a time when I read lots of books and all of them changed me for the better, especially The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged. Now I can't read. I now find hard to concentrate on a single context for some time. For example, I have read 140 pages of Moby Dick in last couple of months.

On the bright side, I have widened my t-shirt collection.

But, hey, I am back and now I am going to be what I used to be, though not that much witty.