Archive of ‘Confessions’ category

Happy New Year

Just over a week into the new year, no resolutions as such other than enjoying the winter delights of Karachi! Loved ones have flown back over the past week after their stints in the city for the wedding, full of good food and good times! It was a lovely way to end one year and […] Read more…

Life in Technicolor

Life in Technicolor is when you are happy, just happy to be alive. The colours begin with one and end with another. You used to imagine what love could be; now we know. This is all pieced together from snippets here and there over our equilibrium of 364 degrees. It started in faraway lands, made […] Read more…

Flying Kites

So let me paint you the scene, I’m listening to Cold Play (of course) and it’s raining (I know right?) and I am in a big city (what else), thinking of you. I’m thinking about you and it’s not in relation to me, not really and that got me thinking about freedom, my freedom to […] Read more…

Flashlight

What prickles old scars? Or wounds where X marks the spot? I wonder if there will ever be a time when your face smiling back at me in the arms of my friends won’t rest like a needle against my heart, knowing I relinquished that life to you. When mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and childhood […] Read more…

Iman

I wish you were real. I wish I could really talk to you; I try and get closer to you with each word I breathe into you. I wish I could speak like you or write like you, your words, bring tears to my eyes. This journey that you have taken me on for all […] Read more…

The Singing Waterfall

Thoughts that slay thighs beckon now and rusted blades wonder if they will find their glory again, with the faintest touch of cold metallic blood. The beasts that dance to the end of the world cascade down rosy cheeks. It’s not so lonely when solitude is familiar and of all the familiar things, it’s the […] Read more…

The Singing Waterfall

Thoughts that slay thighs beckon now and rusted blades wonder if they will find their glory again, with the faintest touch of cold metallic blood. The beasts that dance to the end of the world cascade down rosy cheeks. It’s not so lonely when solitude is familiar and of all the familiar things, it’s the […] Read more…

Unpublished

Sometimes I just find flashes of you… In a ticket, stubs, lots of ticket stubs. Before I would feel like life clings to me, now I find I cling to life. Worried about inane things, thinking what it would be like if the world ended before I get to see you again. With each air […] Read more…

Cosmic <3

These words are for you. I think they have always been for you. I have this dream and the guardians ask me, what is greatest feeling in the world? I reply: “It is when the universe feels so close, like right now, almost as close as Niagara did the day it turned twilight. My world […] Read more…

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