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Simply Spinned

Posted in Write On on September 14, 2011| 3 Comments »

It should be kept simple. Life, that is. I am training myself, these days, to do just that. If I were to pack clothes that I would need for a year in a suitcase big enough only for a week, I should be lean and mean from doing laundry three times a week. I should also be tired, poor, unfashionable, and probably grumpy as well as depressed for being tired, poor and unfashionable.

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However, I — being supposedly fortunate — have what I need for a week that I cannot stuff into  a suitcase big enough for a couple years! But I still do laundry three times a week. I am nowhere near lean, but I am mean, tired, poor, unfashionable, grumpy, and depressed for being tired, poor and unfashionable!

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There is a corner downstairs by my 11-year old Bosch washing machine that I should dump all the things I do not need. I shall label the space: GREED. And when Monchies are old enough to take care of themselves, I shall go back to Lok Kawi and hitch-hike to Kuching. Laundry shall be done while patting Bujang Senang on the head.

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Ah well! I am now gone shopping for a new washing machine at Harvey Norman, okay? The Bosch is resigning in 49 hours.

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To You

Posted in Inside Enida on September 12, 2011| Leave a Comment »

There are times when I don’t have to try hard at all to come up with the right things to say. But there are times like now.

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I have not been feeling like myself. So if I sound like I am out to get you, that is not me. And whoever she is, I am asking if you could find it in your heart to forgive me. Yes, me. Whoever I am, to you.

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But Oh Beautiful

Posted in Nostalgia, Songs on September 10, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Mein shaayer to nahi
Mein shaayer to nahi
Magar aye haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko
Mujhko shaayeri aa gayee

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A poet I am not.
But oh beautiful!
Since I have seen you,
I know the art of poetry.

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Mein aashiq to nahi
Magar aye haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko
Mujhko aashiquee aa gayee

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A lover I am not.
But oh beautiful!
Since I have seen you,
I know how to love.

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Pyaar ka naam maine suna tha magar
Pyaar kya hai ye mujhko nahi thi khabar
Pyaar ka naam maine suna tha magar
Pyaar kya hai ye mujhko nahi thi khabar

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I had heard about love,
But I didn’t know what love is.

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Mein toh uljha raha uljhanon ki taraa
Doston mein raha dushmanon ki taraa

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I remained confused like an illusion.
I remained like an enemy even among my friends.

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Mein dushman to nahi
Magar aye haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko
Mujhko dosti aa gayee

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An enemy I am not.
But oh beautiful!
Since I have seen you,
I know what friendship is.

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Sochta hoon agar mein dua maangta
Haath apni uthaa kar mein kya maangta
Sochta hoon agar mein dua maangta
Haath apni uthaa kar mein kya maangta

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I wonder that had I prayed,
What would have I prayed for?

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Jab se tujhse mohabbat mein karne lagaa
Tab se jaise ibaadat mein karne lagaa

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Since I have started loving you,
It is as if I have started praying.

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Mein kaafir to nahi
Magar aye haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko
Mujhko bandagi aa gayee

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Faithless I am not.
But oh beautiful!
Since I have seen you,
I know how to pray.

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Blu-raya

Posted in Write On on September 8, 2011| Leave a Comment »

If the blue veins on the sides of my forehead that are sticking out these last couple weeks were bluetooth ready, I would have had my blog updated with posts every time I turn my head!

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After all, it was I who said that a lot had happened in July and a lot more could happen in August, was it not? I was not ready, however, for more than ‘a lot more’. In all the anticipation of a happening month, I thought I was just exaggerating it. Little did I know I was about to jump into a pool of Bloody Mary mocktail. The rest was history and chemistry.

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I am off fixing the bluetooth cables on my forehead. Selamat Hari Raya, love.

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