Million Miles

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Thursday, October 27, 2005

I'm pretty busy. Not the usual kind of business, its the kind that drives you to the edge but pulls you back again because you're required to do one thing or another. Expectations. Endless sea of expectations from you, in all forms possible; relationships and studies. Its hard to strike a balance between the two. I usually ignore both but can't let this continue for long. Have to get serious. Either one would do, though.

I have to give a retest for SAT on Saturday because of some ghuppla with the supervisors in the previous one. I won't go in the details because I've repeated them to a quarter of the world's population already and I just don't have any energy left. I won't say 'I'm sick of everything' because this phrase has lost its true meaning and feeling. We need to come up with better phrases and words. Unique and effective. I'm under immense pressure from so many people; teachers to be precise. Its hard to please them but then its essential. And Only for my own personal good, that is.

I need to improve my eyesight, get in touch with economics, start studying sociology, practise more maths and read more. The strained circumstances that I usually find myself in, have directly effected my reading. I've not been reading newspapers lately and I think I've started to grow indifferent and apathetic to misery in general, which is a straight road to turning into a heartless beast. Something that I'd very much resent. But speaking in terms of achievments, alhamdolilah I have successfully completed 'The Satanic Verses' by Salman Rushdie. I wish I could write a little review on it here but now is not the right time. I'll probably channel all my frustrations in the wrong direction, turning the review into a rotten, biased and unintelligent piece of prose. Must remain objective at all times. Have to keep my subjective views to myself. One thing's sure, though, Salman Rushdie has no shame, no humility and no consideration for anyone. His pen is sharper than a sword, cutting right through people. Words dripping with HCL. Not a quality, in my opinion.

Anyway, I'll be around...

posted by Niqabi at 7:32 AM

1 Comments:

Niqabi said...

Illusion: Jazakallah for all the kind words. I pray for everyone's safety.

Insha'Allah I will definately write about Salman Rushdie but for now, the countless tests and assignments have weighed me down. A review about him and his book requires a certain mind set and mood, which will hopefully come to me during the Eid holidays.

MaxiSmeg:

You're still a good, faithful, blogger friend; comments or no comments :)

'For you I think it is impossible. :-)' lol. I'm batting my eyelashes and blushing. Truly flaterred.

Good luck for everything you do.

4:11 AM