Showing posts with label Musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Musings. Show all posts

Critical

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I think I wrote these while I was watching something. Probably will omit some stuff and put it in my penzu instead. Penzu is a free online diary service.

perhaps there isn't a market for that kind of thing. Is it because women who actually get weathered by life and are barely fairy godmothers anymore don't exist? Is it because no matter what we do, we still want to be superwoman and save the world? why do women fret? because they feel that they can't fix. why do we always want to fix it? we always want to do something? if i'm not that fairy, i'm not wanted huh? if i can't change your life and cover your wounds, i guess i'm not a woman.

some people's faces are incapable of hiding anything. it's a direct connection from their hearts to their face.

deflection hurts a lot of people. at the end, you don't actually feel better, and the other party hurts more for no reason.

it is virtually pointless to do something out of insincerety

do not become a burden to those you love... easier said than done, huh?

and then there's another one, do not become a burden to yourself. i can write a fifty page paper on that one.

in every situation you weigh the pros and cons, which is the lesser evil?

it is also necessary to leave the greater evil with as much grace as possible.

my professor said that we are a passive generation. but for me, even watching tv and movies is not passive. i analyze the hell out of everything. it's a lot of work.

if you want something from someone, as that person is not giving it to you and they're causing you stress and they won't even bargain, and another person bearing the same thing passes by, naturally your head will turn. and maybe as the stress builds and as you try to push the person to bargain, you'll see it in reach with the other person and one day you'll be standing in front of that person. the other person will then realize that you are gone and will protest. everywhere it's give and take. we do not engage anything without giving or taking. if none of these things are happening, we're going to lose interest. there are some who every engagement is synergic. but for many, every engagement is a one-way flow. if there is a guarantee of that one-way flow, they'll make it a two way. but that two way street is very conditional. balance is something that is the closest we'll get to perfection on our own. balance. the human perfection.

have you ever met someone who has ugly eyes?

if you lash out all those who are around you, where do you expect to find happiness? your atmosphere will be sour like the hearts of the people you wounded. even those you love will hurt from seeing contaminants in their drinks

quick to anger and be happy as things go or don't go your way. that makes you selfish.

no ones going to want to empathize with you if two seconds ago you were an evil witch biting people with your words. even if it wasn't them being bitten because it doesn't suit you. to inflict that kind of pain on others you should be able to handle that which afflicts you.

this is so exciting i'm about to pull a muscle. ok, we get it. you're sad. can we move on now?

the harry potter affect. the moment you touch her she's going to die from pain.

each person should take responsibility for their own actions, what others do shouldn't justify what you do

it's easy to be found among a million and it's easy to disappear among a trio

I remember the context for some of this stuff, not all.

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“My Own Affair”

Thursday, November 12, 2009

A post from Muslim Girl

"...Well I for one find fault in your critique
My mode of dress should be my own affair
As natural to me as bowing down in prayer..."

Click the link above for the rest :)

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Dedicated to one of the people that matter most to me

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Welcome to a world of duplicates.

God created us in varying forms and personalities. He created us as individuals. God created plants and trees. And even each of those trees is unique.

So why do we seek to all be the same? Just like mass-produced brooms in a discount store. Every person who buys one gets a broom. If one breaks, you buy another because they are one and the same. There is no need for another broom unless the one you have breaks. This is what we have reduced ourselves to.

You wonder why a man marries a woman, then goes to strip clubs, ogles at women in the street, watches porn, and cheats on her. Because hollywood, magazines, movies, and advertising are producing duplicates of one.

They took a woman, photoshopped her to the max, named her beauty and sent a guide to each house. If all of us are the same, what's the point of us existing? We're just duplicates. There's plenty more where that came from. We're disposable.

Men are not exempt. They face less trimming and pruning but they also have a cutout which they must fit.

Mass media: producing duplicates since the invention of visual media. Killing the human race in huge numbers.

Because that is what is happening. When you kill a person's individuality, you have killed that person. Because what is left is just another of a million.

If your man tells you he wants you to look like so-and-so, he doesn't want you, he wants that cutout. Even if he gets it, he will tire of it. He'll want a different cutout.

God created us diverse, and we tire of similarities. Humans thrive on change. So who are you tell a women that the way she was born is wrong? God made women beautiful. It is one of our main characteristics. We were created attractive. But if we're all striving to look the same, we have rendered our individual existences void.

Humans come in a spectrum of skin tones, eye colors, hair colors, hair textures, eye shapes, heights, weights, the list is never ending. Even if two humans have the same exact skin color, one will have a beauty mark, a birth mark and one won't. One will be tall, one will be short. One will have thick lashes and small eyes and one will have thin lashes and wide eyes. The diversity is endless. There is so much diversity in just the simplest things. And on top of that are the differences in personality. With all this, the one that you love cannot be replaced by another. Because how will you duplicate all this?

We should celebrate the fact that God has made each of us literally, the one and only of our type. Even identical twins have personality differences so they are not the same. The people who love you cannot find another of you.

And there is no other person like Jasmine (identities changed of course) or Menal or Rehan. Or Nadia or Sumra or Ahlam or Anika. Or Alia or Zayb or Hadil. If they are no longer here, there will be people that I may love as MUCH as them, but never people that I love like I love them.

So believe in God. Stop telling people to destroy the individuality He gave them.

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Sounds Like A Party

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Oh and it was.

It started out with the usual. You know, moms says, "We're leaving at 6." I "uh huh" and at 6 I'm checking my email. I figure I should get ready so I head over to decide what to wear. Ask moms for advice, take or discard, run off to iron. My clothes refuse to iron, try some weird pillow trick to not much better results. By this point in time moms is pissed because of some responsibility she undertook which means that we have to get to the wedding early. She lists all her grievances against this current situation while I run around trying to prep for a wedding in the time frame of asap.

So I manage to sort of throw together a dressed up appearance, grab a pair of converted pumps (one of the ankle straps was misplaced at my sister's wedding) and run to the door... or attempt to. After months of wearing sneakers and other flats, I've sort of lost the hang of heels. Like 2-3" and up. So I sort of stagger and somehow make it to the car without twisted ankles and bruises.

So get this, we get to the wedding before all the guests and the bride, her mother, and her sister. So I get to be introduced to my mom's friends and then I head over to the bathroom to finish wedding prep.

I come back and it begins. The bored routine. My mom's friends are actually quite funny and seem to be enjoying themselves. I on the other hand I'm eying the water jug. But I resist because I know that once I pour myself water, it's going to begin. The for-lack-of-something-better-to-do-water sip. Then again I should have just went ahead. Going to the bathroom would give me something to do. Instead, I sat around and got berated about my career goals by several different people. You see, the thing about that question is that I've always had at least something in mind when I'm asked, but I just never disclose. I know myself. Stuff can change (and at times the stuff is just not acceptable to the parties asking) so I'm not going to tell everyone who asks, what my major is. The other bored daughter at our table gave everyone a satisfactory answer. Actually I'm not sure if it was satisfactory but I mean, she had one.

For a while I counted down till it was time to pray, I called people, I mused, I got some appetizers, I complained to myself, etc. Slowly, the hall got more populated. The best thing about being bored at a wedding has to have something to do with food. It's that simple, you are probably the most attentive person in the venue so when the foods out, you'll be the first one on line. And I was. Me and moms of course. So I staggered back and dug in and all too soon the food disappeared. But luckily by then, there were people willing to go home.

Things to do while bored at a wedding

1. Keep refilling your glass.

2. If you drink enough, you may have the opportunity to kill some time going to the bathroom.

2. Play Crash Bandicoot on your cell-phone.

3. Call all those people with whom you suck at keeping contact

4. Go to the bathroom and wash your hands, multiple times for no reason. (well maybe to re-learn to walk in your heels)

5. Try to figure out how to re-fold the napkins.

6. Fill in the blanks for conversations you can see but can't hear.

7. Pray voluntary prayers

8. Look through your mother's bag

9. Try out all the drinks at the Juice bar

10. Redo your hair

11. Identify all the people in the room that you even slightly know and make small talk with each one.

12. Realize that you're not that social and try to determine from who you received the loser gene

13. Give up on number 12 and decide to blame it on your high school gym teacher

14. Figure out what classes you should take in the Spring for your latest major

15. Try to remember all of your teachers since kindergarten

16. Ask your mother something you know she has a story of an answer for and stand there looking like you're not a loser. I'm sure there are some people there who don't know she's your mother.

17. Make a list of all the people you won't invite to your wedding.

18. Stuff your face. Boredom always leads to being well fed.

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The Best Laid Plans

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Below is a conversation among three intelligent people very near and dear to me. Well, two I guess. Calling yourself intelligent and saying that you are very near and dear to yourself is a bit conceited.

(Names are omitted to protect the innocent as they always will be on this blog)
A is quite glad and proud that she has finished a conversation in which she was ensnared for about a week…
Yesterday at 11:01pm
M at 11:46pm March 14
lol hooray! let’s have a wild party in celebration : )
A at 11:56pm March 14
Let’s have it at Morningstar Cafe… not Something-Something Diner… hee hee.
M at 12:09am March 15
lol yes indeed. im so in love with the idea of breakfast available all day : )
A at 12:11am March 15
I think there’s lots of places that do that, lots of diners/cafes.
M at 12:20am March 15
yeah i guess but one day me and L were on a hunt (around hunter lol) for waffles and we just couldnt find them because breakfast time was over : (
A at 12:21am March 15
That sucks… but, hey, now you know about Morningstar!! Now we can always go there. Mmm… waffles…
M at 12:22am March 15
yay, those pancakes were so fluffy
A at 12:23am March 15
As opposed to “flat as a pancake.” LOL. Hey, how was Ikea???
M at 12:26am March 15
LOL ur so witty : )
o it was fun. sorta packed. and we failed at convincing d to quit being a workaholic
M at 12:26am March 15
we happened to b sitting in front of the kids play area during lunch so it was like a free show
A at 12:27am March 15
They have a kids play area? Man, this Ikea is like a whole city… LOL
M at 12:29am March 15
yeah! basically u can live there. and it’d be a blast
A at 12:30am March 15
Oh, man, tell S to forget the castle… She should look up how much it would cost to buy Ikea…
A at 12:30am March 15
Nah… I think the dude who owns it is one of the richest people in the world… LOL
M at 12:31am March 15
LOL. and you guys can’t put hippos in the east river. i thought you were really into that?
A at 12:32am March 15
Yeah… hmmm… I don’t think the hippos would survive out there, so far away from their natural habitat…
A at 12:32am March 15
We could have… I don’t know… savage pigeons. LOL. What kinds of wild animals live in NYC??
M at 12:36am March 15
LOL but i hate pigeons.
i dunno? taxis? they’re pretty wild
A at 12:37am March 15
Pigeons are totally gross. As are taxis. LOL.
M at 12:41am March 15
yeah…maybe we should stick to the castle then lol. i like the castle idea. we’ll build it so that we can have our own water taxi to take us to ikea
lol
A at 12:43am March 15
Man, that’s a great idea… So I guess we’d have to be pretty close to Ikea. Or just across an ocean or something. LOL.
M at 12:44am March 15
yup : ) we can live on an island somewhere
A at 12:46am March 15
Right. The island that we’ll buy. We can set up a government and a constitution… LOL. Too much American history.
M at 12:51am March 15
lol wt do we need that for if its just us three. “no person shall hatch super evil plans to invade the other persons’ wings”
lol
A at 12:53am March 15
“We the people of this island, to form a more perfect, uh, island… something… do solemnly ordain that the water taxi will take us daily to Ikea.”
S at 12:23pm March 15
I hate to depress you guys, but the last person that tried to make their own island got invaded by Nigeria. I’m not even kidding.
M at 1:21pm March 15
which is why we’ll just have to b part of the u.s.
M at 1:21pm March 15
i guess we COULD just write that constitution for fun
S at 2:59pm March 15
Yeah… beats being part of Nigeria.
A at 3:05pm March 15
“We do solemnly swear and ordain that we will take any measures necessary never to become part of Nigeria…” ? LOL
M at 4:05pm March 15
lol thats hilarious but nigeria doesn’t have to honor that clause and im pretty sure their army has more than 3 ppl so wt measures would we take?
S at 4:11pm March 15
Umm… “screw you, you’re Nigeria” measures? Aren’t they like… an 8th world country?
A at 4:12pm March 15
LOL… We’ll just have to get ourselves an army. I’m sure there are plenty of people willing to protect us…
M at 7:32pm March 15
o right, thats true. theres always plenty of ppl willing to do wt we want since we’re good looking
A at 8:16pm March 15
Of course. Our beauty will speak for itself.
S at 8:17pm March 15
But… maybe we can keep Nigeria from attacking us by being beautiful.
S at 8:17pm March 15
Then we won’t need the army.
A at 8:18pm March 15
Even better. Make love, not war.
A at 8:18pm March 15
That’ll be part of our constitution.
M at 8:35pm March 15
lmao omg i’m going to save this conversation. this is the best decision making process ever
A at 8:37pm March 15
Indeed, this conversation deserves to be preserved for the ages…

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