
Thursday, February 28, 2008
The Words Gone Unspoken

Let This Fool Fall In Love...

Let me taste of its' effervescence
Let me drift in the winds far away
Let me get carried away
Let me twirl like a dirwish
Let me fulfill this one wish
Let me burst into a million shards of heartbeats
Let me wake up tangled in the sheets
Oh let me fall in what they call love
J ! n n ! (21st Feb 2008, 01:56AM)
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Hanging Me In Midair

Wednesday, February 20, 2008
The Beauty Of A Woman
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Who Am I To You ¿¿¿

Heart Wide Open...
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Horror-Scope
Another site that I checked was http://clipmarks.com/clipmark/A2230CA3-D80D-431E-98D8-FD461D04C341/ and they had some interesting things to say to me about it. Unfortunately, they got some of the details wrong. For example I was not born on the 9th of Muharram 1399 but on the 10th of Muharram 1399. This is due to the fact that the calendar varies from country to country depending in the sighting of the new moon for Eid at the end of the month of Ramazaan.
Birthday Calculator
DOB: 10 December 1978
Your date of conception was on or about 19 March 1978 which was a Sunday.
Your Life path number is 11.
Life Path Compatibility:
The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Sunday, 9 Muharram 1399 (1399-1-9).
The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 26 March 1978.
You are 10,642 days old.
Raven-Symon‚ (1985)
Kenneth Branagh (1960)
Susan Dey (1952)
Dan Blocker (1928)
Dorothy Lamour (1914)
Chet Huntley (1911)
Emily Dickinson (1830)
Top songs of 1978
Night Fever by Bee Gees
Shadow Dancing by Andy Gibb
Le Freak by Chic
Stayin' Alive by Bee Gees
Kiss You All Over by Exile
Boogie Oogie Oogie by A Taste of Honey
Baby Come Back by Player
MacArthur Park by Donna Summer
Thicker Than Water by Andy Gibb
Three Times a Lady by Commodores
Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 4.16516634050881 years old. (You're still chasing cats!)
Your lucky number is 3.Your ruling planet(s) is Jupiter & Neptune.
Today is not one of your lucky days!
There are 316 days till your next birthday on which your cake will have 30 candles.
In 1978 there were approximately 3.1 million births in the US.
Zircon helps one be more at peace with oneself.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources).
Blue Topaz, Ruby, Lapis Lazuli
Your birth tree is
Hornbeam, the good taste
Of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, tends to egoism, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads reasonable, disciplined life, looks for kindness, an emotional partner and acknowledgment, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with her feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.
There are 331 days till Christmas 2008!
Moon's age (days): 10
Hidden Wounds Unhealed...

To me he had been the oasis of my life and I his “saraab” his ever elusive mirage. There was nothing that I wouldn’t do for him, even if it were the ultimate sacrifice… me. I know I am sounding off as a bit neurotic but that’s how I am anyway.
I remember his smile and feel its warm glow shower upon me, his laughter as a tonic and his voice rolling out my name as a gentle caress upon my body. The phrase “missing him” doesn’t even come close to explaining how I felt at our separation. I am sure I felt worse than a drug addict at the height of the withdrawal signs. My life as I knew had come to an end.
I never expected to recover or get over him, at least not this soon. But then again in some ways I doubt I would ever get over him. Some things a person never forgets. But like I always say…life goes on and if we don’t catch up it will leave us behind.
Life through my eyes seems like a new world to me. I feel awkward and totally out of place at times. I try and cope with whatever life has to throw my way but then there comes times like yesterday when I came across a letter that I had received from him after I had returned, dated three years ago. I couldn’t help it but my carefully erected walls of security crumbled down to the ground and tears of total despair welled up and poured down my cheeks. I struggled hard to compose myself, even tried reasoning but it was to no avail… those betraying tears just kept coming. After a while it all subsided and I lay there red eyed and subdued. I honestly couldn’t figure out the reason for my sudden out burst.
I guess the saying that “time heals everything” isn’t as true as it is made out to be. The wound I found was not healed but scabbed over only to feel raw again and again once the scab is scrapped. Time is not a healer but it sure gives us time to forget it and dull the pain to make it bearable.
Having said all that, I just hope that I don’t have episodes like that in the future ‘cause I don’t think I can afford to wallow of years gone by for I have moved on. All I can do is raise my hands in prayer to God to help me.
“ Allahumma innee a’oozubika minal hammi wal huzni wal ajzi wal kasali wal bukhli wal jubni wa-ghalabathi’ dhaini wa gahri’ rijaali “
Ameen ya ra’bil alameen
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Goodbye To A Wonderful Boss...

Well, this eventuality was foreseen ages ago but it would have been gradual had the politics not played into the whole thing. I do not know what the future holds for him or even for me, but I can say that it was my greatest pleasure having worked under him. And having said that I would like to wish him and his family all the best where ever their lives might take them to.
Secondly, to all those who have asked me whether I would now be resigning now that my boss is going to be the one man who has hated my guts from day one since I joined this company. For a short span of a day I didn't know how to reply to this but then my natural instincts have started to kick in again. So here is my answer to those who are so expectant to see me throw the towel in. I am not a loser. I dont give up that easily and like the Atomic girls says "tide is high but i'm holding on. I'm gonna be your number one. I'm not the kind of girl who give up just like that..." Thats right, I aint gonna budge an inch, I want to be that bug in his face day in and day out until he gets fed up and tells me to leave. Until that time... he's just gonna have to put up with me or else take the next flight back to cry in the laps of those political movers. And listen up, I aint gonna kiss no ones ass and neither do I kow tow to any overlords. I'm gonna hold down my fort and keep my feet to the ground. At times it might seem almost impossible and those times maybe more often than I think in the beginning but its ok. To those people who were there to support me yesterday....a very big THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart.
Once again to my boss....Farewell and Thank you for your support through thick and thin.
Now lets get this show moving shall we. Let's see what they are gonna throw at us this time.
JUST BRING IT ON YOU PSYCHO SICKO...
Sunday, October 15, 2006
First Step To The Next Step In My Life...

Advice to self: Tread carefully. Scan the area and then tread the water carefully, checking all the time to see how deep it is. Donot take a dive head first into the deep without any precautions. Just because you cant see from the surface doesnt mean that it isn't there. I just means that it is well hidden from your view. So just be careful, will you? For my own sake.
Jinni
Monday, October 09, 2006
Soda Pop Kisses On My Lips...
It lingers on my lips
Like soda pop in summertime.
And you and me,
Still slightly drunk on the wine of new companionship,
Our gently swaying toes
Barely making ripples in this ocean that might be love.
A secret,
Sealed by my freshly kissed lips
And witnessed only by a full moon
Whose ancient ears strain to hear whispers of
'Besame mi amor...'
Innocent uncertainty
Combined with a brotherly understanding.
One night,
Gift wrapped in star studded paper
And slowly opened by you and me
Until it's time for you to go home.
And in the morning I awake
With a smile on my face,
A warm buzz inside,
And soda pop kisses on my lips.
- Adriana Giesbrecht -
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Humari Dhosti...
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
To A Mlang From A Mlangni...
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Dhosti...
Tree Of Love...

With the off beat tunes of my heart I tried to sing. But the strings which held the notes of love were a bit crooked so the flow of care was just a trickle, preventing any true gush of emotion. So these bent lines of love I sang, to the croaking lyrics of my wounded heart. “O' the meadow of love, spring me a field of love in the
J ! N N !
Sunday, September 24, 2006
I miss you... I know I shouldn't but I do... So, this is for you.
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Friday, September 22, 2006
If I Knew....

If I knew that I was going to die tomorrow, then what would I do? I asked myself this question. Many do not know beforehand that their time is up in this world. But for those who do, would they dwell on this question, I wondered. So, I asked myself, what would I do, if I knew.
I would go to my dad, give him a hug and tell him that I love him very much. I’ll thank him for looking after me. And ask him to feed me with his own hands, one last time.
I would call my ex-husband and talk to him one last time and wish him all the best in this world and thank him for showing me the light within me, for showing me what a real family is like, for teaching me how to be a good wife, sister, daughter, friend, lover, mother. And for keeping me grounded. I’ll ask him to do the same for his current wife.
I would call my brother and tell him how much he means to me and how grateful I am to have had such a brother.
I would tell my sisters to smile when they remember me and to look after dad and bro.
I would go and sleep in my aunt’s lap just for a while and thank her for being my mum.
I would ask the woman who, though unwillingly, brought me into this world, if she had, even for a moment, felt anything other than hate for me. I would ask her why she hated me, even before she saw me or knew me.
I would thank my neighbours for treating me as an equal member of their family.
I would go through my pictures and tell my children that it won’t be long before I am with them and ask them to forgive me for my sin.
I would thank the man who made me fall in love again in this life. I’ll thank him for teaching me that it is worth my while to look back and wait for that person to catch up to me. That sometimes it is worth giving a person a second chance in life.
I would sit down and re-write my Will again, and make sure that there are no lose ends when I am gone.
I would pray to God Al’Mighty, just one last time, and complete my prayers, instead of hashing through it. God Al’Mighty, have mercy on my soul.
Inna li’Allahi wa inna ilaihi raaji oon – From Allah we come and to Him we shalt return.
J ¡ η η !
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