Camping

Studies can go camping, awhyeah 

I AM DOING IT

Until then...

It's been a long time, indeed! Finals week lingering over my head. Studio has gotten abominably intense and fun! Being sick gets quirky at times. Living hour by hour, all day, every day and every week. Some tales untold. People unfold. Mysteries unravel. My way through the battle, I paddle. I can't wait for DUNKIRK! And lots of cupcakes and KitKats. And I got married to light. Fallen in love with Closer. xD The cold has gotten so piercing. Amidst this chaos, I smile. :)
*Inserts the rest of things I want to say but...*

Until then... Hold on! <3
Lots of love,

MT 

Getting through this

Oh, yes I am
Walking around with thoughts
Lingering inside my head
Hung by a string
Endless lengths
Deep down they reside
Waiting to ignite
The fire is inside
Just need to find
Courage is a gift
Never let it go
Hold on tight
You know it will turn out just alright
Hope will prevail
Worrying is pointless
Pain is just a phase
No need to chase
What's yours will always stay
So take a deep breath
And put up a smile
Cuz life is a roller coaster
And you're getting through this!

I am done, LOL

Hypothetical short story written. Inner peace felt. In reality, contrasting essay about layering and artists done, magical realism read. Personal assignment done. Prayer done. Dinner with family done. Sore throat, done. Eternal flu done. Lol. Mirrors position changed. Reflection re some issues done. Hypothetical MUN attended. BD won. Hypothetical breakup done. In reality, headaches have reduced a bit. Miss someone. Eczema is reoccurring. Fat face is appearing. Baby time done. Portraits brainstorming done.  Winter clothes sorted. Started sketching again.
Done with goals. You can take me now, God. Bye, world.

PS. Hahahaha

Sometimes, These Times

Everything seems to fall into pieces. Sometimes you just have to know something to move bon. I've crossed that point so I'm glad. Nothing lasts forever and nobody stays forever too. Moving on is the best and just thing one can do. So here I sit, on my wooden chair. The things we use and those that surround us, they have witnessed so much, right? Even in the quietest of times they have been there, with us, through so much. Whatever our believes might be. With the noise of those cars breaking through the dark of the night. It's quite. The lights on but I'll be turning it off as nothing is serene than soft and murky light at night. I know what I have to do. It's all clear what once was and what is now. I've spent my darlings birthday yesterday. Took him to the film festival on Friday. The movie was quite amazing but he's more amazing. I'd give the stars to him, the whole world in his hands. Anything for his smile. To give way to his timeless laughter. Putting up the little drums and colorful stuff made me happy as it makes him happy. A decade of joy and peace, melting my heart as it beats towards the unknown. All I have to do is have faith and hold on.

Point

I was indeed doing just fine before I met you but well. Well. I am glad I met you regardless. Makes me smile. Lol. Its all good I guess. I'll save the pieces of my hypothetical heartbreak in a hypothetical vase. Until God takes me back and fixes me back. ........ 

The Chainsmokers - Closer | Kabira (ft. Casey Breves) (Vidya Vox Mashup ...

I'M IRREVOCABLY IN LOVE.

Pouring, pouring

Right now I really feel like gulping in shitloads of KitKats and just eating them again and again and again and again. Maybe I'll go on that hypothetical date with my hypothetical boyfriend and sit in a park maybe, look at the stars, just look and inhale that cool air, have KitKats eat some Pizzas and yeah. Just that. And yeah shouting out loud, at my loudest pitch the words 'no' and 'fuck you'. And then crying into the night.
I am truthfully contented with the fact that I'm asociable most of the times and haven't had those so called clichéd childhood friend(s). I can't attach myself to anyone now except some two or three dearies with whom I'm working on my relationship with. I won't go for new cuz eventually I end up getting hurt and my words being lost in the wind like they're worthless. Well they aren't and I don't have the FUCKING time to fret over it or cry after 'friends' for whom I'm just another person in the crowd. Mind you, I don't seek attention because I get all the attention I need from my sweetheart baby and family and my mentors from whom I'm privileged to study. I just need a person to talk to at times. To share stuff i just feel like telling that person. I need cupcakes! Only if I had some 5k or 10k on me right now and I could walk myself to the nearest Gourmet. The moon is red and my temples are squeezing my eyes and head. Sleepies, I need you. To those who are just ghosts for me now, yes, GHOSTS, I don't give a slightest fuck if you don't talk to me. I am perfectly proud to not have you in my life now cuz it's GREAT that I left you or you left me whatever. Thing is, I don't need you or you're not worth talking to now. Maybe someday you'll realize that even if you wanna end things with someone do it on good terms and unsubtly. Fuggers. I am actually smiling right now. I have my baby and God.

The Light

PS. I'm getting there! Yes. Thank God. Alhumdulillah. #allsmiles

As the car drove past the dimly lit road, she wondered what will become if those who had left. Who would never make it back? The moon was lurking high above her, shadowing her house with its inexplicably dissonant red aura. There was a chill I'm the air, this unspoken sadness that prevailed. Downtown Wellington avenue was the last place she wanted to be at that moment. But there seemed no other choice she could have the liberty to choose from... To be continued

Deliberations

I want to write, I love writing. It's not like I'm trying to satisfy myself by writing this but really. I am writing regardless haha. It's just that I feel like something has died inside of me, like it has faded away and blown out of my reach like the dandelions that swiftly drift out of your reach with a sudden gust. I know it's inside of me waiting to be unleashed, the old love, the old flow. I'm missing it ever relentlessly and it's really hard, it is. And it's true, hardest walks of life are walked by yourself. It feels like there's still a speck of that feeling left. It's still wilting but there, waiting for me to rescue it as moments run by. I'm chasing it, struggling to grasp it. Waiting foe it to immerse in my veins and get dissolved like oxygen in blood. There's always still hope. Headaches are just temporary. It's how you fix them. Holding on matters, of course. Glorifying the calm moments as they are spent. Albeit, my head does get fried, not in the frying pan but in the air.

PS. In the end, I don't know, when or how it shall happen but happen it will. I don't know how to give birth to that gift I have. That cosmos entrusted me with. That has died. I do know, I will not fail or give up. I'll be there for myself. Always.

#notanarcissistictalelol

Tales of Autumn

The wrinkled leaves of Autumn
Trek down their way through the airy paths
The swift and piercing licking of the sunlight through the hazy skies
Orange and red leaves that crunch and cry
With millions of miles to cover the black hood keeps passing by
Every face that carries a different story, some with neigh some with glory
There's a noise in the air, parched and disconcerted
The newly born keep closed their eyes, sleep with daunting pride
Even through the moving of huge monster like carriers
You can see the mist descending
Birds that hover by, in a silent rhythmic resonance
People clothed in orange, some wrapped in white
Melodic faces of kids painted with irreplaceable smiles, their eyes bursting with joy
TBC...

Stop it, please, blehh

Headache and nausea please go away. Just please. Me getting ditched doesn't make me cry like you -do. Just stop! .-. 

Fractured

All I can think of doing is listening to Fractures by Mortals and Skipping Stones by Clair De Lune on a loop. Its just unbearable. Too much, even for me.....

Defining and Defying

Treading through this pathway, I contemplate. I just don't feel the need to review some stuff anymore. I mean all that worrying? Pointless and a mere speck of dirt in the distant time, ahead of now at some point. You might get laughed at, for this. Summoned for not doing what you're supposed to do.But ask yourself, do you do what you do, just for the sake of doing it for others or for creating something that will stay forever? It is our goal to satisfy human beings in certain way as professionals. But have we ever thought of nurturing that desire, that urge that brought us here? Some might even say you're running in circles. Does it really matter? The keenness to just create not for the sake of delivering but just for the sake of creation and looking at it. That isn't constrained to any boundaries and a thing you have done for the creation it becomes afterwards. What we study, in this world, per se is not really liberal arts as we perceive it. We still study definitions and see how others look at various things. Yes, that is rudimentary to our intellectual growth and surmounts the inability to form a basic opinion about something but then again our thoughts don't constitute as something really pure. You still are restricting an individual to the basic level and to a certain boundary. Is there a rule in this world to adhere to any particular thing? I don't think so. This may sound obnoxious but really, just think about it. When we give freedom to explore and to ponder upon something we reach lengths we didn't fathom about the slightest bit. There is not really a defining thing, sentence or words, paragraphs or words, even alphabets that can define design or anything that exists. Talking particularly about the basics, principles, I might not be a competent authority and am not really at that point to form a justified and sordid opinion about this, however I do stand with my opinions... Nobody has told you to stick to a certain thing. Go about it, as you deem necessary and the way that makes you understand. Break sticks, beat a trunk with your hands, hit glass with your shoes. There's miles to go.. It's Limitless.

I will go on about this, further. Its a never ending debate. But at the moment, I have to leave.. 

Notoriously Deserted

Even flowers wilt near me, huh?

Will upload the photo later. 

Treat yourself! Always

Whoa. I just downloaded like a couple of fonts, in fact lots of them from www.dafont.com. After the texture-typography project, am I just not in love with it? Oh, yes, I am. We had to trace photographs that depicted, ourselves at our home, work and in dreams.

Then yesterday, I was just treading through the empty classroom looking at our work, thinking and thinking. How far we have come. How different and quite it is, the room that we dwell in the whole week, everyday for about +8 hours. How sometimes, people can be under one roof and yet so.. different and distant at times....
The two days we got off for Muharram, I watched Pan and God of Egypt. Terrific movies! I'm glad I treated myself to those. I have now fallen in love with Egyptian history not just the story of Ra and Horus, but their craftsmanship. And hieroglyphs we are studying in history. Wrote our names in them. Felt like whirling back to the time of scribes and all. I started this super huge book about Egypt at the library, its pretty long but I'll read through, time to time.

Now, my baby is here with me and taking capturing my Calligraphy work with mums camera. My phone lies beside me, waiting for me to crack in the vault, this game I play.. Talking Tom Gold Run. He just loves it. And well, I really find it cool too lol. I have been feeling weird though as in, something with my insides I guess. Nauseous and up-to-the-throat. Near my chest.. I didn't eat anything other than homemade food. Hopefully, it'll go away. Like our Calligraphy's instructor said, you must take care of your heart. And, we, often don't. There's a play coming up! Anxious to see it.

October is coming

Everything seems to fall in pieces. I just have to relax and see everything with clarity. Positivity brings out the best in you in worst of the times so yeah. I guess need to stick to that. We must feel good even if the cosmos is compelling us to feel bad because worrying is pointless. Screaming is useless. Regretting is derailing. I'm enjoying what I'm studying. Photography is serene is as always. I've find nice folks to spend my time with albeit nobody like that, like you can connect with them instantly and they just read your mind. I'm enjoying working on the softwares too, its not hard as it seemed. With the upbeat music flaring up, it creates a relishing aura to work in. We've customized our desks too or well, I have. I've placed my puss in boots, doggy and Mr. Mobo (I'll call it that from today). A welcome party is coming up, I'm thinking of singing for it. Your voice, after all brings it all out. You can vent out in the beautiful of the ways that exist. I put up black lip color for a project we have to do with our personalities. Felt like having some black wings and I'd have felt. ..... Lol. There was this box of dvds, series and movies stashed in the department in the morning. Got myself, Downton Abbey and Continental drift!

Crazies

When words loose their meaning and when gaze doesn't work out, the only resort left to stick to is by the means of bullets or so I have perceived. I mean, okay. Whoa. This is a huge explosive statement. Nonetheless, we need to find some means of getting our message through those stone headed cracked skulls. They just don't get it, do they?! Why is this frickin world so ignorant? Self-absorbed, insolent and apathetic crazies.

Why do people peek? Is it really that hard to keep it to yourself? Do you have to be notoriously cracked to put on a show? Why isn't respecting others privacy a thought that we feel alienated to, when exposed to it. A person has a private territory, a personal space that has to be respected and adhered to. One feels a certain calm and..

Hello! I am not dead. Just lost in design, Juhi Pallasmaa (not the person but the book), Will Grayson and Zeliha and of course, the pretty little liars! (Albeit they are not) See you. Bye 

Passerby

Something I just extracted from my mind at the moment. Tissues oh tissues. Rain, please come. Trivial Melancholy, get lost. Bye. Lalalallalalalalalal. 

Why have you disappeared
Why would you bail out
I know I was a rigid one
Still there was some hope
I know I pushed you
But I needed you to stay
I know you had to go
However, I'd like you to check in
Sometimes
Just sometimes
But why I say this
You don't have any duty
Oh why I keep holding on when there's no assurity
When you don't even know me
Of course I am so boring
But maybe I just needed a friend
I can't think clearly
Clarity seems to drift far away
Away
Time is an endless wait
Why would you put me in such a situation
I can't get out off 

I can't put it on you too 

Its not your fault 

Just something that had to happen
You're always on my mind
It's so frustrating at sometimes
But I know there's nothing to expect
Cuz you have your life
I was just a passerby
I need to move on too
Letting go is hard but not that much
It'll be okay soon, faith is still there
Holding me tight
Why have you disappeared
Why would you bail out 

Well, I was just a Passerby 

The rope broke a long time ago...

Someday

Maybe someday, I'll be somewhere. Treating myself to, infinite cupcakes. Too cool to be with anyone.

Ha ha

I have an irrevocable tendency to befriend human beings who ditch me. Lolz. xD

I have a plan, now. Oh yes. Now, I am going to ditch them. :')

Afloat the tornadoes time throws

College has started. It just feels tremendously alone at times but temporarily so its okay, I guess! So many people, yet nobody there... Just ghosts afloat whirling in a timeless abyss. Melancholy battles but I am more good than giving it the best of me. So yeah! Whatever. It won't take me down. Ever. E. V. E. R.

Grandparents

I love my Grandparents a lot. No matter the wedges or misunderstandings, I love them just like the child who used to run in the playgrounds, while my grandpa counted and watched us till the evening sky faded into dull grey with streaks of cloud scattered over the horizon, exploding into bursts of pink, violet and orange. I hope people just don't take advantage of what differences are there and use it to create a further drift of stuff against us.

Skinned

My chin feels like it's on fire! Ouchhhhh. They waxed the skin instead. Oh God. Wherrrerrherrrerh.

DEATH or crucifixion, stoning or rotting, for.. misogynists, sexists, rapists and well all twisted and shrinked men in general. 

Hope Matters

Twisted twists, huh? Oh. Shut, up. xD 

Dealt it with boatloads of antibiotics? Yes. Moved on to some/couple of, slight, tiny doctors appointments and contemplation about whether to opt for surgery? Yes. Had the twisted (not literally but really) appendix removed? Yes. Skipped college for three weeks? Yes. Felt depressed and bed-ridden and dependent? Yes. And you are not over with me yet, pain? Please break up with me. I would love to live without you! Like RIGHT NOW or at least in some hours and of course, the days following that and then the many other days following that and months and so on. Strongest twitches since the surgery, in the recent hours. I don't wanna sound like an -oh-so-bragging-bitch about her normal-but-unidentified-it-is-okay, nothing-to-worry-about thingie but its not getting better like they said it would! Okay, not thinking about it now. Relax relax relax...
But you know what. The best, well best might not be the appropriate word here nor is subtlety going to work, twirkishly yet nice part is I have faith and it will be fine. I will not stop fighting and stay happy and try a lot. I am fine with feeling this way. Its just temporary. I shall not ruin my day. I'll figure out another way eventually. This is not grunting and I don't care if it looks like it. Its totally normal and if it isn't. I supposedly have, btw. The way. And off to put off the alarm, now, that I've set up for 9AM to get closer to the college routine so the transitioning will be easy once the date gets closer but I hardly adhere to it lol. Either I'm up or well, lying on my bed, having nightmares haha. Off I go. ... Worry is mine to bury! (I actually wrote burry a sec ago) Lalalala.

PS. Faith matters. #BeBold

Some good reads:
Three Holiday Romances
Black Beauty
The Bastard of Istanbul
The Theory of Everything 

Lies and Cupcakes

SO I treaded onto watching Pretty Little Liars, love calling it PLL too. Anyway, its such a nice feelings sometimes getting lost into something that makes you feel calm and relaxed. Rosewood, huh? Reminds me of Kingswood! And well I am definitely missing, Captain Hook, Emma and Rumplestilskin, like a loot. Have come across some pretty nice tracks and this good band, similar something. AND I love my baby so much. He's turning into this adorable and lovely handsome fella. I'll always be there meri jaan. Funny how some people just walk over you and forget. I am over someone like that, I guess. Almost, at first, I thought I won't be able to do it. But letting go is doable. You just gotta live with it and remember that person as someone who came in your life and went. And make peace with it. They moved on. Why cannot you, yeah? SO much more I want to write but... err. GAWSH. I have binge-eaten like almost four cupcakes, plus 4 chocolate bars, half of my dads birthday cake and my own and ohhebylalalelellelbuehllallalala. I lost the weight with some real effort, cannot afford to get the carbs on again. Need the drive. The Push. Gawddamn. Come awn, Mishaal. Get done with it already! Lets 'av tha' cupcake next week sha' we...

I'll sign off with this.

PS. SO CUTE! 

To live

I'd really want to visit graves if people who have departed. Put flowers, roses to be quite specific. And a note, saying 'you're remembered. Just a little addition to my checklist, alongside visiting random funerals. And giving people, gifts anonymously. Something that'd make them smile, something to hold on to. To be happy about. To live for. To not let go off...
No one deserves to be forgotten. Even those who have bad or have evil within their hearts. There's always some good in the midst of the darkness that glooms and lurks wherein. Always, a redeeming something. Some light and hope, even in the worst of times and people who are mean. Nobody is mean by choice, trust me on this one. There's always a reason. Something's aren't just because they are or they're supposed to be. You just can not go with the flow when you know, you have to stop by and get a fair grasp of how some things are, only then its fair to work it out. Else, we don't have a choice or any right, to point at someone. In most cases, without fair speculation and consideration.

Retarded diphats

PSS. An afterthought: Why the **** are girls supposed to suffer if some creep/troll/pervert man manipulates their photos? WHY a girl would be punished and face consequences if a fucktard cannot keep their twisted sexist mind to their sorry and pathetic downtrodden selves. WHY THE DAMN HELL would she'll have to stay at home or caged up if some twisted nuthead chased her up or couldn't keep their eyes to their bloody selves. I mean logic and COMMONSENSE. Phoof. I mean I would just recommend to skin that person alive, BY LAW, who turns to women to objectify and degrade and sanction, while men are at fault.
I ask of you, those with such a narrow an sorry pitiful cognition and reasoning; CANNOT YOU TEACH YOUR SONS TO KEEP THEIR EYES TO THEMSELVES, TO RESPECT THE OTHER GENDER RATHER THAN RAISING FINGERS AT SOMEONE NOT TO BE HELD RESPONSIBLE. TO TELL THEM TO GOUGE THEIR EYES OUT AND TIE THEIR HANDS OFF RATHER THAN ASKING AND ORDERING/TELLING YOUR DAUGHTERS TO DRESS PROPERLY. I mean.
And well, why the boy is the one who is assumed to be the supporter of the family, huh? Are you really this low that you think girls can't do it? And they're just supposed to marry and take fucking care of in-laws? Maybe just burning them is better lol. Trash and tar for those who think daughters have to take care of other people. That the females must serve. Is this some kind of a slave check or something? I'd rather feast over my dead body than let someone dictate me or any other girl in front of me. But girls who submit are even all the more reason to this misogynistic behavior. Men don't damn need a reason to do anything that hurts someone else's feelings. Pathetic pitiful thoughts of theirs.

Lalala

I think I really a crash course or something regarding, what-to-do-when-you-are-getting-threats. Cheers for me, making it till some months! 😛😵😒😮

Captain Swan

More than two decades. Right. Lalalalallalal. I felt like a kid walking through my own old school while fetching my baby's stuff. And then the reminder of CIE results coming out on or near my birthday lolz. And some folks are just so far awayyy. If I could just teleport or apparate.

Haley's version of Castle for Huntsmen, Winter's War is pretty nice. I so loved the movie. The Snow Queen regardless of her evil attire was stunning. Reminded me of Elsa's rival from Once Upon A Time. The designer (still a to-be-researched-upon) is just dwindastically stumazing) I miss you Captain Swan. A looot. After all I've found out finally that its my eternal fav.

Piper has gone mad after that chicken. Let's see if she goes gay again. Hmm. I'll be surprised.

IT CANNOT BE. IT CAN'T JUST BE! As reported by BBC, Thomas Gibson just got sacked for being in a scuffle with the producer. Oh God, NO. Nooooo. You were my all time fav, Agent Aaron! I still have to catch up with the show. DVDs or torrents, still gotta give that a thought btw. PLLs S1 done though.

PS. What was this? xD

PSS.....if the definition of proper is a burqa or bedsheets clad girl than you must throw your mind and drown it in a ocean so deep so sharks can prey on it until the sun bleeds red.
Men. Such diseased gender. Apart from what a rare handful of them? Tsk tsk. We as a society, a deep rooted sexist patriarchal society, need to change our bigoted and whimsical, trashed and egotistical outlook regarding a woman's freedom, her views, decisions, choices, likes, preferences and liberty as a human being. Not some trade, slave or inferior being.
Its time, we do.

PSSS. I am proud of myself. I can say this for what standards I hold. Even if the world stands against me.

Continuum

Translucently sublime...
The inexorable feckless transcending of various phenomenons is not unusual. Moving out is good. I'm there yet so far away. Pages turn by as the days pass. New adventures. The struggle is ceaseless as it ever was and shall be undoubtedly. I'll fight till the very end. Till I breathe the very last of this fumed air that surrounds me. Yet there is this calm feeling too. When I talk with God, I feel complete. He's the only One there in the end. Known to all the endurance that has come to pass. Known to All that has been left unsaid. Picking me up whenever I've crumbled to the deepest of the pits in this demimonde. I very much look forward to move on to the other world. What awaits there, is unknown but I am relentless to see. Taking it all inside helps with slight movement of your hands. Some slow and soothing music. Watching the rain, feeling the soft gusts of wind and the pelting of the raindrops. The murky sky. I'll hold my stand. We all must. Strive for what we hold very dear. Stick to the standards we believe in, those we have formed up and not those that have been there. There is beauty, after all, in believing... To always seeing the Light.

Can you please stop, pain? Not that I'm feeling you but it hurts! '_'

Roar roar roar

Tis' August! xD
Month of the Lions (feels so awesome-being-one, feels-like-roaring-like-one) I'm speaking like Jubilee in Let It Snow. (Definitely planning to write a sequel, prolly going to break the writer's block by this! Hopefully. ) 

Anyway, I guess, I'm going to binge eat banana ice cream and cupcakes and watch ointb and pll. Plus some epic baby time cuz I adore him the most. One of the two handsome men know on this planet Earth! To hell with the pain-in-place-of-stitches! I can see to the workouts and tardish pain afterwards. Bringitawn. Lala la lala la la. Dr. Hyde why you be in Storybrook, btw?

Time tells all

I got a new phone. Thanks to the mist amazing man in my life. I love you so much Daddy. I am proud to be my parents daughter. So proud to be raised by them. Binge watching Once Upon A Time is such healing for my heart. Arendelle's tale was so beautiful and charmingly sparkling. The costumes! I love you Captain Hook! xD

PS. 'The Judge' is such a riveting heartbreaker. A thriller that keeps your fingers crossed. Making you want to watch it till the very end how it all unravels. How justice surpasses all and is higher than your family. How your codes must be adhered till the end. It's never too late to mend it. To cone clean. To smile, be there for those who need you and in the end, of all, to hold on and believe.

Nights at the Hotel

KIDS in Hotel? I mean HOW can they use kids? They're kids! For chrissakes. This is very beautifully and genius-ishly twisted but whatever I love the show so yeah. Detective John is pretty cracked up in a cool way lol. How the guests are ushered and how they don't let go of those they love by joining them in death. Whoa.

Oh God, the school massacre scene! JESUS CHRIST!

Happiness is cool

NO. I mean NO NO NO. Tyler cannot kill anyone or I'll go mad, I mean NOOOO. Daniel and Betty and Claire and all these people NO, he can't do it. Not in the second last episode of one of my fav shows in this whole world! It just felt so good and .....happy! Oh Betty, I'll miss you sooo much. SO much. When you go away. Forever... BUT you don't have to! I'll always remember you. :D 

Sparkles

I love the new Outlook! Black is the best color. And the themes. Ah-mazing. Especially that peach colored sparkling one. 

Blalala

You know what! Its better to stay away and don't care and just let it be rather than being in it and getting your heart broken and betrayed by people close to you. Damn it. Far is better than close. Save yourself from the mud that splashesand the glass the pierces all over your face. I burned the pages! Yay. Such relief. 

Pakistan Remembers

I'm really sad at the passing away of such a Gem from this world. Honorable Mr. Abdul Sattar Edhi, you'll be missed. Pakistan and the world lost an irreplaceable treasure yesterday... 

The Liz Tales

I killed the first ever lizard in my life. Although, I felt so disgusted and weirdishly nausdrooled. Like I don't know how to put those feelings into words. Actually it was a lizards baby. Phewpoooooohewwhooooooo. o.-


Three cute words by Max:

Confuzzled
Snirt
Smushables 

You either Win or you Die

Note: This post may contain spoilers for Game of Thrones watchers hence if you aren't done with season 6 as of yet do NOT read it! YOU WERE TOLD.

I hope a bulkload of dragon-glass and swords like Lord Mormont is found so they can smash the Night King's army with that albeit he does look classy. Cersei is so busy trying to take control and seeking vengeance, idiot high Sparrow is wriggling with his dirty ego, just the Starks are trying to do something about it. Now that, Ramsay is destroyed and put deep wherein the hell he came from they can focus on how to get along with the Long Night. They shouldn't have killed Rickon, such a cute little kid he was. Or maybe Danny's dragons will just blow those cold things away after all it is a Song of Fire and Ice. I think she and Sansa will really click if they share their stories. And yay, the kights of the Veil came to the rescue. In your bloody face Bolton. Poor thing got eaten by his own creatures. Oh, that smile on Sansa'a face. I could just write this on and on. I felt like watching again the Hardhome scene. I do miss the White Walkers. The moment when he raised the dead. Whoa. They better have a face-off with Jon in the season finale otherwise it is apparent that the story line is getting boring and flat! I mean whatever happened to 'action'! No sign of Bran and Mera. Or of Arya, just wee bits in this season as well. I mean they are Winterfell's heirs! Just by the way, there could be so many epic scenes at the WALL too but no sign of that too! Whatever are the writers doing? Wake up. Did you drink too much Ale? (Pun intended)
If Jon could just put his ego aside (Ilovehimbutstill) and send Raven all across Westeros about what happened at Hardhome. ............

The Lane Long Traveled

I've got some writings to do, some stories lined up to pen down. The desire, making every fiber in my heart (Idontactuallyrememberiftherrisfiberintheheart LOL) to go ahead with the book I started and just get done with it. Ideas, boiling inside my head waiting to burst out of this cesspool of thoughts and trickle down into ink on paper, or pixels in the digital world but its hard. The writers block has made me lazy. I feel, at times, not writing anymore and that somewhat scares me but I need to and might as well accept it. One should accept and adapt to changes. It doesn't mean that once you fall in love with someone or something you really admire and feel safe doing, that it'll stay with you forever, nothings lasts forever after all. It just flies away like dust does. Tiny fragments that disappear within a glitch on time and you don't even realize. I start something and sometimes just leave it, like there is something missing, like a part of me doesn't want to do it anymore. Fhoofh. Its just kinda weird. I need to start a Sidney Sheldon novel asap I guess.

PS. Believe it or not I wrote 'Travelled' in the title. Thanks to Chrome spellchecker it didn't go that way. Huehheheheehhehe. :P 

Me Before You

Hold on. Live along. Smile. Make it all versatile. #LiveBoldly

I REALLY NEED TO SEE THIS LIKE RIGHT NOW. So beautiful and so much hopeful. The soundtrack set aside. Cause' that is another heaven! 

Winter has not fallen

PERFECT JAMAIS BATAILLE , JAMAIS! Oh Dieu, Jon , vous êtes tellement incroyable . Ils ont tué un autre rigide, tout de même! Comment peuvent-ils? Je veux dire, comment peuvent-ils ? NON! Je suis en lice pour une marchette cacher blanc et cherche aussi, mais peu importe. Daneryres et Sansa sont tellement dur à cuire de façon cool. Ce sourire , qui peint Sansa'a visage tandis que Ramsay devenait peau et castrés et fouetté par les bêtes . Oh, ce fut une si belle scène et je suis si heureux aujourd'hui! Yay! Elle doit rester à l'écart du mal de petit doigt cependant.

The Shield that they are

I love you so much S.H.I.E.L.D, like a lot. Hunter and Bobby, awhhhh. IDIOT MANIAC PSYCHOPATHIC WARD. And Cap, you'll always be my favorite Avenger. I hope the franchise gets a new movie! Infinity Wars, why you be coming so late? TWO YEARS. And well, Stark should really keep his ego aside. 

Lizard Alert

THERES A HUGE LIZARD IN MY ROOM? SOMEBODY HELP PLEASE? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

#Wish911oranyemergencyteaminthiswholeworldcouldfixthisandhadlizardemergencyteamstooalongwithotheremergencyteams #Policepleaseinventthem! 

Before I go

Just something I wrote a while ago. It's nice and melodic I guess. :D 

There’s so much I need to know

So much, before I go

There’s something I couldn’t tell

Something that made me fall

I need to do this thing                                                           

I have to make a call

I can’t anymore, I just can’t stall

Before I go

You should know

Time has made it all go so slow

Confessions in the silence

Silence as it falls

Deep down the hills and dark halls

You should know

So much, before I go

So long, I’ve waited for this

What we had, is what I only miss

My speculations made it go wrong

And here I am writing a song

You should know

So much, before I go

And there’s so much I need to know

So much, before I go

I need to know

Before I go 

PS. Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. 

Home

Oh God,finally, FINALLY home for Arya! Awhhh. I almost cried with happiness. And even the score was a happy one. Yay. 

Light...

I need a cigarette Right Now

My studio jury went pretty well, albeit some text blunder I made, nonetheless, the boiler-frying heat set aside, it was nice! I'll miss the studio. One down. Three to go. Lalallaallalalalalalalala. I miss you my Rumi, where are you? 

I hate men like officially NOW. From this day forward and every day that is yet to come. Almost all men except some... Well I don't really know. But I do hate them. 

Mans infinite stupidity

'Thank God, we can choose our friends. I am glad I chose you.' 

Hotel

Uh-oh. I guess delaying Hotel was not a goo idea lol. It's going to be as creepy as Asylum mayn. :O 

Being

"Take the opportunity to find out who you are, by 'yourself''..." Of course there is no 'somebody else'. It's only you. Do it, for yourself. And just 'be'. <3 

"Cogito ergo sum" 

*In a sad, slow whisper with hands down* Oh, Hodor. 

Numbered days... 

DURERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Mysticality

Worries, just shoo yourself away. I've got this superb Durer's typographical thingy to do. I've been slacking due to the surgery, it feels like sluggish. My pace has slowed down but what I am proud of or well, am coming to realize is that its okay to be slow! I will submit the projects when I can and I shall not burden myself or entangle my thoughts again. I buried that pattern and evolved from that self. I'm not the only one and its normal. I don't have to live or do stuff for anybody else but for the life God put in me and its my duty to protect and uplift that self rather than ranting or getting frustrated over it. I just somehow, it gets weirdish and lonely. Staying in my room, resting and all. The time when I'm watching movies, series and doing work is when I feel relaxed and when obv I'm in college. I'm glad to be a part of my college even though human beings desire to be some place more when they are where they are supposed to be. Shams would really be thwarted by my theory here haha. Not that I am obsessive or want to share or sth every little detail and thought in my mind with somebody, I shall wait to do that. I guess every human being needs that counterpart they can just blurt out anything to. It doesn't have to be a boyfriend, husband, wife, fiance or w.e it cannot be even your best friend or someone you feel close to. It can be just someone you've met and you instantly connect with and then there is that bond that is made and you hold onto it, it develops into a great friendship or acquaintanceship and stays like that, irrevocably riveting. That is the beauty and mysticality (myownword) of life, I suppose. 

Light Source. Dot. Dot. 

Pompeii

The riveting ending credits track, by Clinton Shorter. And this sad... If love has to end like this then... Well, I choose to be free of all the pain and everything.. And anyway, this is going to sound silly but its not. See, I have to get so many studies done and work like a lot, and after that what years are left, I mean who can speculate huh. You get to know someone in like at least five to ten years, okay they pass. Then how many years, you can't just obviously outdo 80s or 90s yeah? I mean the worlds end and all. So. Well. Yeah, that. xD 

And trust me, I am very much a Muslim. We have to let go of the the taboos and mores. The old traditions need to end. And end they must now. Not that watch this stuff, but you cannot just defy that its natural. It is. And its a reality. And those who want to and do flaunt it, let them be. And well, in my opinion the most intimate and graceful of things among people must be left alone and its for them only to live through them, think about them, judge, comment or w.e and remember them. There's so much of your own business to mind. You just don't get a hypocrite or sinner by adoring or embracing and speaking something that's the essence of mankind. Love cannot be just buried or shooed away. After all, it is the love of God for Prophet Pbuh that is inspiration for all of us, to spread the energy of love in a beautiful and serene way. I shall die with my own thoughts and not influenced or tweak them to justify or serve some subservient notions that have no logic and evidence of having any credibility. You just cannot know the thing between a person and their creator. It is that individuals own divine, mystic and hidden relation with Him. 

PS. Movies are indeed are a good therapy. Now I have to make a color grid. Acrylics ftw. 

I have superpowers

I mean seriously. Why don't most doctors in Lahore, well I've only been to doctors here so won't generalize or anything! Anyway, coming to my point, a person has constant phlegm coming out of their mouth, (I don't care if this sounds disgusting or w.e its a truth and I am facing it, denying won't do any good) its irritating and somewhat stressful! They tell you the problem, why don't you just hear them out and tell them what the damned fudge is wrong?! Or if its normal or if it needs to be treated or w.e the reason is, for chrissake just bluntly tell me and deal with it. TELL. Just enough, enough with its-nothing-just-something-diagnoses already. I'm not saying that I love going to doctors or something like that and I'm just ranting out here but I have an issue, now I have waited for it to end for some while but please be serious already! I hope it ends soon. Its uncomfortable and funny getting up every once in a while and rushing to the bin or stacking tissues beside you! I should get to the ABC model quickly before I go way ahead. I know this is just me thinking, it will go away fully. CBT changes your outlook so much, in ways a person cannot imagine. There are factors but it doesn't matter anymore whether they are there or not once you just learn how to deal with it, and fight it back hard. Deal with it peacefully and smile and laugh and give happiness the space it needs in your life. Focus on yourself and it will make everything seem alright, even those around you. Cognition is a huge factor we tend to overlook. Once we try to look into it, we just so amazed how much we have to explore and learn yet.

I'll write about X+Y later on, hopefully soon. I'll just say this, at the moment, that I am so glad, I saw it. So subtle, infinitely beautiful and innocent yet strikingly riveting. It was so okay to cry while at it. :')

AND IT SNOWS!

OHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYGOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!YOUUUUUUUUUREEEEEEBACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!! JONNNNNNNNNNNNNSTARKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!

PS. I'm supposed to be studying dear geometry but OHGOD! And I'm sorry if this serves as a spoiler but seriously! OH GOD! 

Venue for celebrating death of that damned Ramsay Snow: Biryani, coke, french fries, ice-cream, mayo sauce, onion salad, garlic sauce, ginger bread. Drums. AND snow spray!!!

Oh lol.... I meant menu. 

I have clients in order to build!- H. Roark

Okay fine, I love you so much. Bye 

The Beauty of Our Eyes

I was just wondering a while ago and observing. We cannot really captures sometimes what we see from our eyes, via lens. Be it the most advanced mega pixels in this world. Sometimes, its good to save that glimpse in your mind. Or maybe, scientists could create a lens that we can wear which would frame the targeted thingy and then process it somehow in accordance with how our brain is thinking. 

Echos through your heart

There's this buzzing sound coming out of my bathroom's tap. Like electricity or something or maybe a Bee's stuck inside? Uh-oh. Reminds of Echo from the movie 'Earth to Echo'.

                                                                                        Image: Google images 

Throne Tales. 1

I don't know why, but its really unfair. Showing all those teasers, promos with Jamie's and Danny's and everyone's heads at the Hall of Faces inside House of White and Black!

#OneofTheMostHeartbreakingYetBrilliantSeriesEver

                                                                                                    Image: Google 

You're 3537 nautical miles away my dearest! Yet, you're always with me. 

STOP IT MISHAAAAL! 

The Heat that Is!

They should put up free vendor places of drinks for the civilians and maybe an automatic dome like thingy could be architecture-d and put all over the places in daytime or they could give everyone these insulation pads to put on their heads.

#Heatwaves 

Its not fair that they take our your sutures without anesthesia! Please noooo! 

I don't know why they use titanium like material for the stitches. It twinges your skin. 

It's the two sails and you're at the helm. 

The Man, Gehry Is!

Sydney Pollack's framing and Frank Gehry's revolutionary designs. I'm definitely, irrevocably, undeniably, probably, so much in loveeeeeeeee! Oh God.

Discharged! :D 

Demands

Danielle Steel writes in her own peculiarly great yet simple way and it just gets to your heart. Just two days:D

You tee(Cantthinkofawordthatfitsinhereatm) Eye. Stop, you silly pain. Like Hazel Grace said, or maybe Gus, pain demands to be felt. Well, I demand you to be not felt, pain! :P

PS. I MADE SUCH A BLUNDER A WHILE AGO! 

The Tales lol

Linger on. Illuminate. And when its all done. Time to leave. :P 

I love you Frank Gehry! 

St. Stephen's Cathedral, Vienna

Okay! Austria is definitely, on my to-visit list! I am head over heels in love with St. Stephen's Cathedral with its Romanesque and Gothic styles! Such royalty! It has a stunning symmetrical facade, 18 altars, intricately installed triptychs. With all those magnificent gilded figures (covered or laced with think lining of gold), sculptures, tall windows, vaults (arched ceilings per se), crypts (underground places-catacombs, cellars, tombs) and... Studying these styles makes me want to visit every cathedral and church built. Although, I have to read so much as yet! OH GOD. All hail architecture.
Completion time period: 23 years

                                                                 The vaults

                                                                 The Facade 

                                           Courtesy: Google and Wikipedia

The Luna Diaries .1

Eating banana ice-cream and reading 'The Gift', watching news and solving some RD puzzles is pretty fair, I suppose while having appendicitis! Although, 7K worded essays still to write. Blahlobloblalalalalblalolalala.

                                            Courtesy: Google 

PS. I have no idea why but I really miss John Nash, like a lot right now. AND I could really use some sleep! *Puppyface* Lol. 

I actually pronounced John Berger's name as Burger. Daymn! Hahahahahaha. Its so good to live in the smallest of things and to just overlook non-issues. How funny we get so abysmal over them and get headaches. Esther was right, we need to tell our stories and things over and over again even if we're letting them out in a void. well, a void isn't really a void, there will always be a presence. Your own presence. You're your best friend trust me! Play with your own self. Only then you can set out to preach happiness and good throughout. It doesn't really matter if the whole world knows you. There will be, always, people who hold you close and revere your relation with them, regardless of their being with you physically or not. 

If I Stay

And if I stay, would you still come for me? 

Tasseled

It was amazing and soothing to visit the Grand Jamia Mosque! First ever visit inside a mosque.

#Spacestudy #Geometry #Heat #Calmandserene #Endlesswords 

And she killed Coin! Thats our girl. :D 

I really like Qubee people! So helpful. 

'We need to realize that we have to not let our desires transform into demands, for it will lead us to the path of discomfort' 

Swings

Hahaha, it's funny. I just thought I had written 'Stop lamenting' on my drawing sheets' seal. It was my board btw. So, yeah. xD

PS. Allen once told his friend, 'I have these silly swings'. His friend asked him, 'what kind of swings, man? Old and rusty or badly colored?'. Allen answered, 'oh, come on, silly. What I meant was, that I have mood swings. :')

FLAT VECTOR IMAGES ARE SO COOL BTW. I need to be fast though.

By pressing control+ G on your keyboard this toolbar opens on the top right corner of your screen, and it highlights the alphabet you have used throughout your current page. :D 

We are rocks, really

Another term:

V rock: We are rocks

See you: You are a sea

BBC: The bee and another bee, always see (No satire etcetera intended at the organization)

PS. I'll add the visuals later! xD 

UK?

Sketching flamingos can be just so soothing at times. I will choose a Swan next time!!! Like that indescribable feeling! I hope the nausea stops. Blalalalalalalalala :|

PS.

A random person asked his friend: u k dude? The reply he got: Erm, you mean UK? :P
Given that You= U and Okay= K. And not, the country, so yeah. 

Is it just me or the Liverpool museum resembles the Cornucopia? xD 

I drew the Pentagon WRONGGGG again! lmnoqrstswbnwmw! Geometry! Why you do this. I like you but whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, just why. Albeit, exams are irrelevant. So no worries. 

Twinkled?

The twinkle like thingies or star like illusions they create when a cartoon or a person gets dizzy or hit by something lol, its somewhat true. I see those small light like tiny dots too. Like they're whirling around playing and colliding into each other. 

BETTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Blister of the Spotlight is such a soothing and its chime like melodious beats are really nice. Although, its a bit sad. Indeed, music connects us to ourselves and with everything like nothing else, its the blood you'll always need to get along when you're feeling up to it. The Spring is blooming in its full essence. The gray dawning of soft and wool-y clouds, hide and seek of the sunlight, that aura just like its there in the mountains (I MISS YOU MY LOVE, MY DEAR MOUNTAINS!), those red flowers blossoming in their ever dazzling crimson like reds. And I was thinking this the other day on my way back home, that we must cherish and revere every slightest and minutest of the things. Even if the hand-band person next to you is wearing and especially if they are close to you, because it makes them happy. And seeing others smile with all their heart is the most important thing that matters!

MT (C) 

Visited the cities zoo after ages, for a quick sketching project. I JUST FELT LIKE HUGGING THOSE ADORABLE PUMAS(I guess I've already written about it but anyway, doesn't matter). Charcoals are such blissful medium! Yay. :D

PS. What's a charcoal? A thing that has four coals in it? (Given that 'char' in charcoal is called the numerical alphabet 4, four in the Urdu language (Older origins: Sanskrit and some other languages), reportedly.

And NOW, NOW, NOW. What's modelling clay? Well, obvvvvvvv a clay that models. On a runway. xD 

Saa Ray Gaa Maaaaa

This recent Friday lecture arranged by our dedicated Mr. Waqar was eclectically great! The melodious voice and precious gem like words of Mr. Israr Chisti, the head of GD, Music and Photography department (College of Art & Design) at the University of Punjab, really did expose me to some stuff I didn't quite incline my mind to think about. The mystic connection about the rhythm. Those seven alphabets S R G M P D N (well I'm not doing justice here) so this is called a Sargam, essential in creating an elegant aura, in context of Indian classical music per se. I'll write about it more, when the time is right and I've researched sufficiently about it.

(Image: YouTube) 

CHARCOALS. I mean chaar and some coals. If you know what I mean. Lulz. 

Lions and Hugs

Those lions and leopards at the zoo were so adorable that I just wanted to apparate into that cage and hug them I mean like Awhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. SO beautiful and cute. OH MY GOD. Such charming babies. I mean such innocent eyes, childish gestures, that aura they had, I just can't describe it. Its something hidden but I felt it strikingly. <3 

Something(s)

It was such an exhilaratingly nice experience being an ACD and a PR officer! Learned a lot and have a long way to go, regardless it was all worth it. I need to stop being apple red though while at it lol. Feels like there's smoke coming out of my ears. Geometry is so interesting, although I just really need to and want to give it the time it needs. Right now, my thoughts are something I cannot pen down and its kjhkklnopqrstyuw. PHEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. COME ON NOW. I hope he finds his Zahir. I wonder why we realize, as I have lately, that worrying is pointless, I realize that countless times and then just overrule the simplicity and serenity of the revelation. I need to be easy on my mind, congruencyyyy PLEASE! It will all be okay! God, takes cares of stuff when you can do no more about it! Signing off now. 

Of Syrups and so-not-good flavors

Indeed. Indeed, the recent pack of Colgate Fresh-mint toothpaste I am using; tastes like that (IwontsayawfulasIamrefrainingfromusingnegativewordsthatmightsubconsciouslyleadmetowardsthegruntingstuff-NEVRGONNAHAPPEN, ergo, yeah).... somewhat disastrously hilarious childhood-Calpol-syrup-that-we-were-given-when-we-got-sick

Trsahegehhhsklmnophgwh. 

Critical Thinking Study

This seems a really rigorous study. I love to be part of psychology in any way I can, if not directly. Humankind Matters!

Click on the link to participate! https://ctstudy.eu.qualtrics.com/jfe/form/SV_dcJ0iUVfl1nyfpr 

If you think of me, I'll think of you

I between the lines
Is the only place you'll find
What you're missing
That you didn't know was there
So when I say good-bye
You must do your best to try
And forgive me

PS. Unrequited stuff! So relate-able. The Intern is so cool! Oh no, the Forshortening sketches. 

FUCK CONVENTIONS. 

Suddenly, the feeling of euphoria, trickles down into a sublime and silent cry, a quiet whisper into the water rarely travelled. It’s indescribable, as to how the path is passed through. You just want to get immersed in a task so intense that the quandary of your endless, topsy-turvy emotions gets swayed rhythmically along with it. WAIT. What? What did I just write? Okay. No worries! :D 

THAT PENGUIN!

Oh, God. Such an adorable wobbly, cute, handsome and exquisitely beautiful penguin he was. The one that I saw in dream. I mean jklmnoajsukploqrst. Awhhhhhh. I need a lion, a fish and  penguin now. Lol. <3

Startling as it may seem to me, I am starting to love geometry albeit there's only been just one lecture so far! I miss Shams like a lot. And well, we all need to learn the Forty Rules of Love! 

Always

I'm unconditionally content and happy for what I have right now. Albeit it's instilled into the deepest depths of human nature to crave for more, to 'want' more than we 'need'. Satisfied with the people, every person, I've ever met and come across in my life, met, talked to and spent time with, regardless of them being in my life or staying out of it. To have gone through some times I feel rudimentary to mention here. For everything, teaches you something. Even the trivial and smallest of stones. Each moment you live, live in it. The time you spend with anyone, revere it. It won't come back. Even the second that just passed as I'm writing this post... That four lettered word really changes you, the intensity maybe I don't quite know as yet, although I have a feeling I shall, everyone does, after some time they start feeling it so yeah. Blahlalalalalala.


'You're on the other side as the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you'

I miss you MERI JAAN. Stay safe, always. Mera bachaa. <3^∞

PS. It's so mystical how you miss somebody so much, at times, even when you're sitting next to them,  or are so near them; knowing that those moments won't come back. But then the happening whispers to you: 'Smile, you silly person. It happened. It's your, for safekeeping now, in your heart, mind and soul.'

AM I MAKING ANY SENSE HAHA? Oh and btw, I am reaching that conclusion, perhaps, human beings are immortal after all. A huge thingy follows. So long, my friends. So long. 

And the Earth...

WHOA. My bed rattled again like so much. This is like +10 now since September. Four point one on the scale. God be with us. If there's an anomaly we need to be aware of, we should be. 

Shit! Why was I stalking that.. Holy shit.

ITS OKAY. NOT A BIG DEAL. 

And In that Moment...

Dear Earthites,

Sometimes it just feel so glaringly soothing to observe and stay silent. Silence.... That soft rustle of leaves. Tranquil hissing of chilly wind. Hopeful mind. Never ending faith. Faith. Holding onto stuff that hopefully you believe one day will be. Hopefully. So long...
You are spending time with someone. Someone you love the most in this whole world. Forever, and ever. Even when you'll be buried deep into the ground and the world will no longer remember that you existed. You realize and know that those moments won't come back, you just want to save them in some cauldron or closet that one day, when opened shall blossom with the dearness and purity of what you had with that person. Its always living in the moment and knowing that hard times go away like a swift blow of wind over some dandelions. Phew lalalalalalalala. Someday. You'll be somewhere. Talking to me. As if you.. :P
You look over so many people. You see what they are and then you see what you are. And in all its essence you have got to believe it and you do deep in your heart that you're just fine. Just perfectly fine. You're you and that's all. You. Nothing else is necessary. Worrying is just very pointless. Go for your heart. Love truly. And remember always.

Signing off,
Godspeed,
TLS 

Awww Snap! :P

This gave me immense headache while trying to get out of my head. Lalalala. The blanket of white clouds swayed away from the sky just like fragmented, withered and light wool is blown away by reckless winds. Phew. Okay. 

ITS SO COLD!

Some pretty frivolous and nice tracks:

Wake up- The Vamps
Somebody to you- The Vamps
The Maze Runner soundtrack by John Paesno
Lost and Found- Ellie Goulding
Breathe of Life- Florence and the Machine
California dreamin'- Sia
Come back- We Shot the Moon
Sway your Hear- We Shot the Moon
Sun- TDCC
Handshake- TDCC

PS. Its so chillingly freezing cold. My nails need to stop turning purple. Brrreerreer. Stay safe, people out there in the cold. Always.

                                                          Broken images 

Some Rules of Love, maybe?

Whoa. Elif Shafak just swept me off my feet albeit I've just read some chapters! AND I FOUND THE PAPERBACK EDITION OF THE FOUNTAINHEADDDDDDDD! OH MY GOD. ROARK, I miss you. Into infinity. Jbtw, have you ever wondered when you start falling in love with and missing every smallest of things, what happens?  

Oh, no. The stupid lotion bottle seeped into my bag, laptop and files. Blalalala. It's Titanic-like-cold here..... 

Brrreereeerrrrrreerrrr

#HOLYSPIRITOFLALALA #SemesterEnds #Sneezingreignsthenight #Abominablycoldhands #Hypothermiaalert #Iloveyousomething #TheFortyRulesofLove 

SAY NO TO MISOGYNISTS

WHY are WOMEN raped MOST of the time? WHY women have to work and face the retarded scrutiny of the whimsical and infinite lazy men who can't get their trashed asses up to do their work? Why men can stay outside after sun-down and women cannot? Why guys make abominable faces while asked to wash their dishes or clean the oven lol? Why the fuck cannot women get some peace of mind while the other stay in their beds, allowing their brains to rot? Utterly, inexplicably pitiful. LOL. 

I MISSED THIS

FOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. YES, YES. YES! I love you God:')

PS. We human beings can be so unfailingly unpredictable... I forgot my drafting board yesterday and the guard outside that college block kept it safe. Like awhhhh. I'm definitely getting him Biryani. 

He got high on Hairy

Yayyyyyy. Done with Moth Smoke. An amazing novel with such substantial and raw realities of life.