Strangled Stranger

with the strangeness,

among the strangers

I just want to be

another stranger . . .

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Egg Sandwich, anyone?

Egg Sandwich, anyone want this? You? You? No? Okay thank you.

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So, as I was chumbling this sandwich in the cafe of the private library I used to visit, I was also sandwiched in a dozen of thoughts.

This. used to happen every time.

Whenever I would come to this library which was for me the other part of city . . my mind sandwiched with the thoughts of: Oh! now I have to go back all the way to my area. Oh I wish I get the bus soon. I must leave before the dusk. Hence dark and after dusk = more chance of being harassed on Clifton’s lavish streets. always sandwiched between a lot of light-spitting shopping malls but not so much for pedestrians and bus riders.

Sandwiched with other thought: I am finally enjoying the joy of first-hand paperback without having to pay its expensive amount. quite a good deal, eh? No more pirated book business. But did I really enjoyed a place where I felt more in an imprisoned state rather than to get the heavenly feeling among books? No. I wasn’t.

and I actually felt good when I received my about-to-finish subscription email thing of which I previously planned for a redo.

Now, my out of the sandwich mind thought is: to hell. to hell with all these fake phenomenons attached with our love of book and book places. Get a pirated book. Read and read with joy if you are drawn towards it. Just don’t give in yourself to these theories strapped with the world of books, words, thoughts, reading. Read on the bus, read in the wedding. Get rid of this incorporated version of your read life if you want to. Just Readexplore yourself. Yeah, I know its not a word read+explore but it should be.

Happy reading, with-or-without sandwiches, everyone!

-Fatima

Eccentric

Have you ever
been through those
days and nights
When
voices enside you
are so chaotically silent

& . . .
scares you to death

which makes you
utter those words
amalgamated
with each other
And
Unable to understand!

.     .     .

The moments
When you are constrained
to whisper
those
whistling tones
To cope with
the echoes
Enside you.

When you try
to write
those verses
that might enable you
to slip out of the pain.

 

Everything. Everything!

Being on the high way
passing through me
Is every Thing!

Being on the high way
Ets dark
Out there!

Making everything
look lost.

Far out
The lights of sleeping town
Looks like,
Da stars in the sky.

&
Wrapped in my thoughts
I’m wondering . . .

whether it would be
Ol da same?

Next time
When I’d come to visit
this highway!

 

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Last of Twenty-Seventeen

I thought to assemble my lasts of twenty-seven including book reads, food, presents, creative stuff etc.

Book

I was trying to complete Pat Barker’s war time story: Toby’s Room as my last book of this year. But got my hands on Katie McGarry’s young adult book by mere chance.


Pushing the limits by Katie McGarry . . the book (eBook!) is just so amazing. I started reading it last weekend due to absence of any real book (hard copy!) at that time anddd couldn’t stop reading it after that.

Hoping to complete it tonight as my last of twenty-seventeen. 🤓
 

Food

As the year used to end with the festivities of December and the fun of Holidays, I happened to devoured a lot of yummy food. From Pateesa to Doughnuts and Burgers to Omazing Omelettes. I realized my love for food. 😻

But Hey! the best food goes to . . ta-da! Popcorn. Comfort food. 

If you consider it a real food. 😛

Creativity

Gone are the days where I used to create lot and lot of artistic stuff 🙁

this year the least I could call my creativity is this.

After I ruined the front of my laptop while pasting a newspaper cutting with a sellotape. I took it to get covered with a real laptop sheet & combined it with this amazing quoted sticker.

Black and Yellow – the combo is not so bad!

 

Present

I have some sorta attachment with yellow cartoon character. Be it SpongeBob or Simpsons. 

andddd . . 

I got the most happiest person as a birthday present this year – Mr. Happy. I loved the character oh so much. I already bore a small Mr. Happy journaling notebook. But the Mr. Happy himself made me drooling over it. 

love,

Fatima xx

Last Book in 2017

So . . I was trying to complete Pat Barker’s war time story: Toby’s Room as my last book of this year. But got my hands on Katie McGarry’s young adult book by mere chance.

Pushing the limits by Katie McGarry . . the book (eBook!) is just so amazing. I started reading it last weekend due to absence of any real book (hard copy!) at that time anddd couldn’t stop reading it after that.

Hoping to complete it tonight as my last of twenty-seventeen. 🤓