like rainfall ...

my hair falls.

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Now if you've seen me, more often than not I've got long hair covering my head. And if you havent seen me, well, now you know. 

So wherever I go, I tend to leave some of my hair everywhere, you know .. just a lil bit for remembrance and giving all the budding black magicians a chance to test their skills.  And I am aware that my hair falls. But it wasnt that much really. Until prolly a few months ago when I could see it everywhere, my shirts, my books, office files, my friends when i hugged them ;) ;P. And people started to say, 'dood the hair's awesome but i dont like it on me' :P

But the nail drove in when I sat in the mosque during the Eid khutbah a month and half back scratching my head, trying to understand; and I look at the floor and its like a miniature rainforest down there (the sweat providing the moisture:P). I havent taken any medications or anything to do something to control it, but I can feel it now. 

I mean its falling on the drop of a hat. Holy Mother of Jesus! I brush my teeth and they fall! 

My aunt tells me I'll get bald in a few years time. Hell as shit! I am 20 years old, now's the time kids my age GROW HAIR, and I am loosing mine!

And I am a pretty chillax dood! I dont even get easily tensed, I mean seriously! I know its in my blood that our families tend to get decolorised in the head faster than many other races, but serious, baldness? noone's bald! 

And then i get these people telling me, my hair's falling .... and I am like .. *in my head* .. NO SHIT SIR! REEEELLLEY? WHAT DO U WANT FROM ME THEN, SHUD I STICK IT BACK? HUH ? HUH??!?!? HUHHUHUHUUH?!

I mean I already saw this coming. Its part and parcel of being where I am and what I do. And I knew they'd shed off sooner or later (although this seems very soon). But ALhumdulillah I am enjoying them for as long as they last .. YEAH!

and screw that shit man.

there are somethings you cant control and its best you leave it that way. unless you wanna go ahead do something like Nawaz Shareef did. thats a different story and I am not an exiled politician who drives around in a Rolls Royce Phantom.

sometimes u must admit... 

just like the rain falls, babies cry, the sun sets and shit happens. so does hair fall. unlucky *shrugs*

Quote of the day: 'This world's always going to need saving' - Nathan Petrelli - Heroes Season 3 

 

Change

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=No1MxAnHuJM

have you ever wondered that you were made for more?

for more than what you do and where you are.

for something greater, something bigger. 

have you ever wanted to do something? 

something to change the world?

to make a difference.

in my heart I feel it, 

but in my head I am clueless,

is that crazy?

I hope its crazy enough. 

Time is a bullet.

no?

I clickity clicked through some of the oldest pages of this blog. Probably not all of them, but some very old ones indeed. 2005 I think. 'I saw it again' - read the title. 

I am not scared, but its definitely harder to admit now; much has changed. I seemed to have locked that other person inside me, my personal friend; with whom I shared some of the weirdest wildest thoughts and experiences. And yet some so simple, but so extravagant that it made me shiver; now that I went through those posts. 

Much has changed indeed, but the silly bit is that the realisation never dawned until right now. 

My friend has changed. Or has he? I know their is a competitor alive inside me now, a rival, a critic. Who's pushing me to do it all, to grab it all, to swallow every opportunity whole, to never look back, to never regret, to learn everything, to think everything and to be a hero; in my own right.

Heh, is that even possible?

All this she-bang about maturity. Is this that? To be brave and bold and strong. To endure, to boast and to be the better man. To understand and adhere on the cost of forgeting what I'd learnt, what I'd felt. 

Have I lost my own friend; have I changed him? I still believe I have a fantasy within me, but I've yet to experience the same spirit. The spirit of simplicity.  

Time is surely a bullet, in both physical and spiritual substances. Its fast. So fast that you'll never know. And in the end, it'll surely take you down; by surprise or not, that is dependant. 

Nevertheless, I am glad I've kept this blog. And I hope it survives the financial crisis the world faces today! Flicking through it makes me smile, for the things I used to say and the things I used to believe in. May be I still do. That's mine for the keeps. 

I've been better. 

:)

since face book is FAIL. 

heres where it belongs

:)

sip on some fear
and candid pity
there goes another day
free of regrets
nil of worry
shielded by subliminal ideas 
and actions
without horizons 

chew on some thoughts 
of colossal proportions
give way to no courtesy
idealize without belief
creed, or justice

and with the regret 
that tails the passion
smile with guilty pleasure.

:)