Overheard by me

May 30, 2009

Whenever I am in class, if a teacher or one of my classmates says something that makes me smile/laugh, I usually write it down in my notes or my textbook, so it makes me smile again when I start studying one/two days before the exam. Because we had such losers for teachers this whole year, I recently found a LOT of such quotes in my notes. 

There are those quotes, and then I have some new ones from my siblings, so I thought instead of making a million different posts, I’m just going to start a new page soon – Overheard by me. Very original name, I know. There will still be some quotes that have a story with them – but for the most part, I’m going to try and group them all on this page – the new ones and the old.

Im back

May 30, 2009

And I have nothing to do for the next few months, so expect a lot of updates. I’m finally going to punctuate and publish all the drafts I have and like I said, a lot of them might be history/irrelevant/not-funny now, but it took me time to draft that post about Bush being reelected/ Pluto being left out (don’t worry Pluto I’m still going to count you as a planet!)/ the French Revolution, so the least you can do is read them. And it won’t kill you to leave a comment once in a while/day. bye!

Hope

May 29, 2009

This is one of the best movie scenes I have ever seen. The first time I watched it, I was spellbound – both by the song and by Aamir Khan. I was on the brink of crying exactly like him, and when he smiled at the end, it was so perfect. It made me so happy – I cannot put my feelings into words. It was like he knew everything would be ok for him. Maybe it’ll be ok for me too. For all of us. InshaAllah.

And not Betty.
I think a smaallllll part of me just died. This proves there are no happy endings in real* life. Its all make-believe :(
*yes.

May 24, 2009

I never thought I’d say this, but sometimes, I like studying. It makes me feel smart. Maybe one day, it will take me somewhere. Maybe one day it will make me someone mummy can show off in front of her family. Me too.

May 19, 2009

Isn’t it strange how when you like someone, you like every single thing they do (how can a gaali ever sound cool?!)? And when you don’t like someone, even if they do something cute/nice, you want to punch them in the face?
Maybe its just me

13 days to go

May 16, 2009

There are atleast a million things I can think of right now that I would rather be doing than study for my exams. To name a few, I would rather: bake a cake, eat the cake, eat other cakes, make food, eat the food, eat other food, go out, not go out, watch tv, not watch tv, carry bricks on my head, pedal around the earth on a unicycle, iron all of abu’s shalwar kameezs, etc. I can even think of atleast a thousand things to blog about, and I’m sure by the time I find the time to write them down, they will be history/irrelevant/non-funny.

But I don’t have a choice :( I have my exams this week and the next and so I have to study. If I die of studying too much/sleep deprivation/studying too much, please let the police know I said hi and that I hold the university responsible.

Oh and I’m done with my exams on the 28th so if any of you want to invite Atif Aslam/anyone else to Dubai for a concert, the 29th would be a good time. Also, if any of you was planning on getting married around that time, please let me know ok?

Those of you who know me are probably wondering how I’ve suddenly become so cheap. Well, I’m very proud to say that I’ve always been cheap – only not the kind of cheap who use phrases like the one in my post title. Ok so the phrase goes like this – If you love someone set them free. If they come back, they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were. Now I’m sure every one of you has read this astonishingly enlightening piece of advice – most of us have probably read it as a forwarded email from a friend (or ten!) who feels like sharing not only these gems disguised as words, but also a million email addresses, because of course its fun to have to scroll down a mile long list of names before you can actually get to the subject (the invaluable gems, remember?) of the email.

Well, one of my 11 year old sister Rani’s friends forwarded this to her last week, and because I’ve told her off for sending me every single pointless email she gets, she thought she would share it with us face to face. This is what happened:

Rani: I got an ammazing email today from my friend. I don’t remember the whole thing, but it went something like this: if you love somebody, set them free. Maybe they’ll come back or something
Aisha and me: How cheap can you get rani? You’re 11 you shouldn’t be talking about lurve.
Rani: Its not cheap ok! Because its not about love, I think they were talking about a bird.

Happy Birthday Hamzo

May 9, 2009

We went out at midnight last night to cut hamzo’s cake, and at one point, we were walking together and passed by a mirror. He was so excited! “Humaira aap kitne chote lag rahe ho! Ya toh aap chote ho gaye ho, ya mein bohut bara ho gaya hun” So that’s the last one down. I think I’m the benchmark in my family – once you pass me, you’re not short anymore.

Anyhoo hamzo, I know I don’t say it much (because I’m shy/awkward) and even when I do, you don’t reply (because you’re shy/ awkward), but I love you a lot jaani. You are the light of my life and even if I’m shorter than you next year, you’ll always be my baby brother, and my baby (although it will be a little uncomfortable for both of us if you want to sit in my lap then).

Could this match get any better?