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Worth it.
Sometime, somehow… yet at a definite place, this post became the continuation of it’s predecessor.  The conditions from my crumpled piece of paper below just evolved in something worthy above.
You know the euphoria that one elates to being post-flirtatiously-focused by a half-a-decade old crush at a party. Yeap! I am still in that moment. [...]


I was your confection.
A whole piece of pie. A juicy pastry. Deliciously content. Stoic & static. Stagnant & secure. Neatly tucked and afloat in my paper-boat. Your guilt-lush sugar rush. Set-atop a beautifully inedible pedestal, unknowingly awaiting your indelible digestion.
I got bought. I got eaten. Turned inside out. Fingered. Pieced & pierced. Beaten. Ravaged & [...]


Diamond in the Rough
Heaving a heritage spanning hundreds of years, Bahawalpur is dusty jewel embedded in the heart of Pakistan. Surprsingly approachable via air, it’s a beautiful destination very easily overlooked by both locals and foreign tourists. A definite must-see!
I’m not going to rant about the beauty of this place as they pictures say more [...]


It’s one of those posts, I haven’t written since last summer. One of those “Drunk on Love” post.s Somehow, this weekend automatically became dedicated to the Great British. First hearing Erasure’s new single (see below), seeing all those beautiful sights of London in the video, followed by meeting up with Londoner to reminisce with and [...]


Erasure’s back
Child like love.

Yes. I know I work in advertising. It’s lovely. I get to spend millions and millions of bucks on celebrities, production values and foreign-shoots. It makes me feel good. Sad thing is that most of the time, it makes my viewers feel nothing. Then something like this comes along. Erasure’s new video [...]


Statement

14Apr07

Tom Ford’s
Tom knows how to make one.
Instead of going the regular route of releasing press statements informing both fashion victims and vultures about his return to the international fashionscape, Tom Ford (who I love & endorse), has just released a series of photographs saying it all. Ties, shoes, stitching, tailoring and bespoke. What [...]


Superheroes

09Apr07

Super Howard
Just call me SUPER!
Speaking of Superheroes… Howard, my lovely-lovely-super-love from London sent me this card yesterday with Supermodel Kate Moss on the cover and Superhero me inside.
Who needs superheroes when you’ve got friends like these!


No Superheroes

08Apr07

 

Hide your underwear!
It amazes me how people get traumatised at the slightest push of a sex/gender button. Pakistan, being a fairly homogenous society, hardly has any protruding pushable race-buttons. Hence most scandals resort to the gender-bender debate.
The mention of the word “aroused” makes the local-ladies go aflutter. Which is a little weird because they [...]


Skeletons.
Office gossip & family politics got me thinking. Sometimes indulging in self-importance (or self-preservation!), we guard our secrets so tightly as if they are keys to our social demise. Skeleton keys to our grave secrets perhaps. Is it because we have so little to hold on to in our living lives. Or is it because [...]


The funny thing about working for a cellular service is that the desk-phone never rings.
It’s quite quiet.
The day itself is littered with various snippets of songs though. Like those romantic comedies where musical clips heighten the sense of their reality; so is our cellular office. Boss’s insults invigorated via Linkin Park ringtones. Soft flirtations [...]