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