Thursday, July 2
bright blue skies and a toasty summer feeling being gently fanned away by a deep, cool breeze; always my favorite kind of weather.passed by Barkat market on my way to work, watched the army of people piled deep in lines, resting in neat gardens, tired already at 12 am from waiting.
the cheap apartments behind Barket market are a backwater of beauty. creamy, moldy buildings staining the blue skies, their cracks deep with character, their clothes-lines deep with stories. thick railings, tangled phone lines, and always a haunting face hanging from atop a balcony.
the impoverished always did have more character and beauty then us bourgeois.
this morning was a beautiful moment.
sidrah at 9:55 PM
Sunday, June 28
on John Sweeney's Battle of Swat Valleyworking in a newsroom you finger through all of the days stories, in a sort of broken, disjointed way. every news piece is distinctive, has it's own personality, and is just coagulated into convenient chunks. but it is an individual; tragic, but one-off.
but when you watch a full documentary that links those disjointed pieces together, is when the sadness and despair hits. i always wondered how people in the newsroom survived, being the closest to tragedies. but i now understand that the splintered nature of the news that drips in, makes the newsroom immune to the Bigger Picture. It only really hits you when the puzzle pieces are fitted together.
sidrah at 4:13 PM
Friday, June 26
Michael Jackson on loop over the radio and news channels.shifting from numb to disbelief since the morning. the first musician you grow up to, the first songs you ever hear, the first videos you watch, the first dance moves you emulate.
never was a devotee to the shrine, but i occasionally indulged from the pool. his exit though, is permanent. no more mike.
sidrah at 12:00 PM
The King is Dead. Long live the King.
sidrah at 11:08 AM
Monday, June 22
sidrah at 9:59 AM
Friday, June 19
Real Life has begun. slowly acclimatizing myself to the concept of a job.there are so many Dos and Donts they never teach you at school. and so many personality types that don't make the myers briggs. maneuvering through a maze of personalities, is exhausting, and the day usually ends without the memory of what just happened.
but not all is lost. there are yet a few bright spots to my day.
sidrah at 10:08 PM
Sunday, June 7
sidrah at 9:50 PM
Friday, May 29
sidrah at 2:57 PM
