Monday, August 7, 2017

L O V E

She met you just like she met any other person in my life. People who stay and some who don't.
Little did she know that she would get used to your presence.
You were like an unexpected storm.
Pretty much the most unusual person she had ever had the chance of meeting.
But as times passed even the longer times spent with you seemed shorter.
The awkward silences weren't so awkward anymore.
She felt happy around you
She felt the need the assurance to know that you were there in her life even if your presence was non-existent.
She never asked for anything because she knew you well.
She knew it would push you away
To her it didn't matter how weird and unusual your thoughts were or how boring you thought she was, she wanted to know you, the real you and love you for you

At times we choose to fall in love with people who will never love us back. Why would we do such indelible things?

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

The Struggles of Acting Like 'YOU DON'T CARE WHEN YOU DO'

A new year has already started. 18 days have gone by. And I scored an interview in a local magazine, my bakery turned 1, and I have been learning violin since 4 months now. 
Well I started writing this post on the night of my birthday which was possibly the worst day of 2016 but decided not to post it. 
2016 was one crazy year I'd say, some people walked in and some walked out, and for me well it was a year of major realizations. And honestly not in a very nice way.
Anyone apart from my mom, dad, bhai, appi anyone who has been so closely associated with me in my good and bad times I don't matter to them anymore or I don't know if I ever even mattered to them. I call these people my friends. And lately I don't seem to have any at all. So it happens I've gotten so messed up of them walking out of my lives now and again that I fail to connect at all.
People now just see me as a 'baker' or an 'artist' who has a fancy facebook page who they'd want to befriend not as a person who could be a person they'd want in their lives for a long time. But just as someone who could benefit them at some point in life. Sure it used to make sense but not anymore. Not so much.
Recently I got this good news on the phone call while I was in university and then again like any other person I wanted to call someone up and share the news but the funny thing is 600 plus contacts in my phone and I didn't know who to call. Well I just ended up calling my sister.
Every now and then when my thoughts bother me I find myself baking at night or just listening to music at the highest possible volume.
I'd at times go out of my way to make somebody's day better, I think I basically became a baker because making people smile through food brought a different sort of satisfaction. Just being a part of somebody's happiness without any connection at all was something magical. 
And in the process of making everybody else's birthdays so happy and special I forgot  how sad mine have become over the years. So much so that even the closest ones didn't have 5 minutes of their schedule to make a simple phone call, no grand gesture was expected, no cakes no gifts but all I expected was just a stupid phone call on one special day of my life. Guess I was too selfish for that too cuz at times even that is too much to ask for.

Sure I'm 21 and an adult who should act like a mature person and not whine about it. But in a life where I live 364 days of the year acting like I don't care and I'm self-sufficient. I don't think asking for being pampered and cared on one day out of all 365 days is too much to ask for.

One of the risks of being quiet is that other people or even your closest friends can fill your silence with their own interpretation: You’re bored. You’re depressed. You’re shy. You’re stuck up. You’re judgmental. You have your 'dark phases'. Or maybe you're always rude. Yup when others can’t read you, they write their own stories—not always the one that’s true to actually who we are.

I don't even know how to express or talk or make a connection with people anymore cuz I've er forgotten to develop that kind of trust anymore. I've learned not to trust, I've learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do, I've learnt to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of living a lie. I came to believe that other people- even when you think you know them well- are ultimately unknowable.

Friday, September 23, 2016

The Mindless Misogyny

We go off to colleges and universities to study right? to learn what's out there, to get first hand knowledge from our teachers.

But there's just so much pressure on us by our parents or the society, that we are just constantly trying so hard to please people or trying to live upto their expectations.
I personally have seen alot of people pursuing fields they are not fond of, there are musicians I know who are just idk doing BBA for the sake of it, so many talented artists pursuing medical cuz well their parents wanted them to, but when some of us even have enough guts to stand up for ourselves and pursue what we've always wanted to do knowing all the consequences, and all we expect from our teachers is to respect us and believe in us when the rest of the world doesn't. 
And this stereotypical mindset of our Pakistani awaam nevers seems to change no matter how well anyone does in their field. 

Nowadays girls are going for careers that are mostly considered to be pursued by boys. There goes civil engineering, software engineering, animation, film-making, app developing and the list goes on. But then again why is it that we've labelled every profession in terms of gender. This gender segregation of occupations is really disrespectful at times, especially when you see it coming from your very own teacher.

And here I used to think teachers were supposed to motivate you more and more. 

Tell me one thing what amount of confidence would you be left with if your teacher who himself is in that very same field tries to pass on misogynistic comments in the class. 
No offense to all the teachers at all. I've come across some very good teachers as well and m more than grateful for having them in my life.

But well being someone who's really eager to learn animation, which involves alot of softwares and alot of technicalities, there's this mindset in people that girls aren't competent enough to learn all that. 
Take software engineering as an example, it involves coding, so this teacher said "aur larkion se toh coding hoti nai hai". I mean why on earth would a teacher pass on a misogynistic comment like that one. If that's how we are dealt with in classrooms what can we expect from the people in that very industry.

Then there is another teacher I recently encountered, so while taking introductions there were 5 girls from animation, when we told him our majors, he retorted "oh acha *in a judgmental tone* tou animation samajh ajati hai aapko? *asks sarcastically*

Another teacher from the business department once said "what would the girls do with a business degree other than get married and cook gol rotis".

I'm an entrepreneur who happens to run a home-based online bakery and an animation student and trust me when I say this, nowadays most of the homebased businesses are being run by females.
Varah Musavvir, the girl behind the brand Firefly,  holds 3 successful craft exhibitions every year in which more than 100 brands participate, most of which are run by young girls and women.

And this is not the first time and I'm not the only one who has felt this way. At times you don't look up to your parents for motivation because there's just too much pressure, you look up to your teachers every morning when you pull yourselves out of your bed in order to learn something new in the class. And when you get to hear all this it really leaves a bad taste in your mouth.
I mean you are in the 20th century for god's sake, open your minds a little bit.
If that's the kind of teachers we will now be seeing in our classrooms then I don't know where are we heading to. 
   

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Mindfuck!!

Some sleepless nights starring at the ceiling.

Somedays you are so close somedays so distant.

A labyrinth of time and emotions.

My mind wanders trying to fathom this disarray of thoughts and emotions.

And it often gets lost in the midst.

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

I can and I will. Watch me!

A recent outburst at a friend purged me to write this. And it just keeps going on and on in my head. 
So here goes, one thing I've learnt in a past few years mainly after I switched from BBA to Animation is that never let anyone tell you that you can't do something or you don't have it in you. Or you are just not cut out for 'it'.
It came from the person I least expected to ever say this to me, someone who has always been a constant motivator and a pusher, always pushed me to do better and more. Khairrr
Well there are somethings you do out of passion and you even feel the urge to pursue it as a career.
I love baking and m running a homebased bakery and someday I'll even be attending Le Cordon Bleu to pursue my dream as a chef. That's my passion. I get all blotchy and teary eyed when I see Marco Pierre White in the kitchen or when I read about his journey, idk I just can't help it. It is so inspiring and nerve wrecking at the same time.
Then there are somethings you do cuz you want to do them, those things are for pure pleasure or just one of those things you once wrote down in your bucket list. But you don't necessarily have to enjoy them, it's an experience.
And these are the things that keep you going. Knowing that there will be a new day to learn new things.
Just because I am already good at two or three things doesn't mean I can't try new things or that I should stop exploring cuz I've found my passion.
Guess what that's not enough. There is so much more to life than just two or three things. So why not try everything when you can. Why let somebody tell you that you can't do something.
And guess what if somebody ever said that to you prove them wrong cuz nobody gets to tell you that you are not good enough.
If you love something you don't let go of it you chase it until you get it or even if you don't get it in the end, atleast you won't be living with the regret that you never tried.

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

LATE NIGHT RANTS

He came in and screwed up everything
All fierce and strong
But sweet and naughty at heart
Maybe one of those few people she got used to in just a matter of time
He was just like an unexpected storm
Who came in and destroyed everything in a whiff
Leaving her with self-doubt
There were unsettling feelings within
He was distant and always a mystery, 
Many questions were left unanswered
Yet all those sleepless nights went by thinking what possibly went wrong
Bursting out in tears not knowing the reason behind it
It all seemed so real for some time
It was just one time she didn't resist from anyone coming into her life
It was like someone really genuinely cared
But then reality happened
Happened what always happens
People leave.




Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Conflicted Contradiction


It's weird how something which used to be your escape from everything that used to bother you also starts bothering you.


Something that once gave you pleasure slowly starts looking like an everyday chore.

Something that once used make you get out of your bed every morning starts making you feel weird.

Slowly everything starts getting to you.

The people, the place, the things and everything that surrounds you.

It feels claustrophobic

It feels like you are tangled and tied to everything.

And the more you try to untangle those knots, more knots are made.

You feel as if the outer forces are just too much to take in.

Like everything in this world makes you want to crumble or just hide

You want to try new things

You want to have new experiences

You want to meet new people

But just the thought of it seems too overwhelming

You resist too much

You are scared of losing control


You feel anxious, desperate and you feel constantly on the edge of losing control.

You want to get out of your imaginary cage but you don't want to.

You are a conflicted contradiction.