a good blog.
I have been meaning to post a blog for a long while but I never knew what to write so I am going to do what I do best, stream of conscious thoughts that go in and out, run through the hallways of my brain. It is afterall what I do best and only a few people get it or maybe everyone gets it but they don't comment.
We are busy people, and so am I
We, the people,
I was talking to A certain Saint and discussing political and other interesting yet, unnecessary thoughts of my day since Pakistani news was on for my grandmother, But the news is not good news...it almost never is.
I don't like the news, it never tells me good things unless is EXTRA and even then it's about Natasha Richardson's accident and her passing away at such a young age.
I don't know...it's all a bad omen and yes.. I am doomsday material
I believe in ends of things and for me, it seems like it is coming soon and wait...
I don't think I have lived enough or is it that there is never enough because of human greed?
I will leave you to ponder upon that.
The question is where did I begin and where do I end?
I am a fool, a lovely one, nonetheless :]
“You cannot wean away an addict from the drug. It is not possible for me to walk away from Ranjha. If it is our destiny to be together then who, other than God, can change it?”
she's a spaceman, no walker, dreamer...maybe