Boo, you whore. 

I think more than anything, this city teaches you that no matter what happens around you, the world will keep moving as if the lives of the people living are unaffected. As I write this, there are lives being made and broken - there are all sorts of worldly horrors taking place while the forces of nature beautifully work in sync to make existence possible.

For me, today is just another office Monday. I am sipping on this coffee in hopes of keeping my eyes open and the most exciting thing that has happened today is... this coffee, actually.

...what am I doing with my life?
This thought isn't a new development. I ask myself this question quite frequently; everyday, to be honest.
and everyday it makes my coffee exponentially bitter.

And so like I said, the world has been moving and a lot has transpired since I last wrote here. I now work for foodpanda.pk and drive to the office myself. I have multiple bank accounts, plastic cards and all. I find myself sharing TGIF posts on Fridays and making excel sheets day in day out. Sometimes, I just sit at the office way past office hours just because I'd rather not take the work home. I network WHEREever I go and try to sell them Foodpanda. Its safe to say I have entered the world of corporate whoredom in full swing.

Woohoo! I'm all in.
Fml.

Stranger Things Have Happened.

*On the phone*

Me: I cannot make it today, my mother is not very happy with me.
Friend: And what happened now?
Me: Man, so I left my television remote on the main road and someone took it sometime during the eight hours it was enjoying the great outdoors. Also, I gave my mums plants to a friend for a day and she wants them back now.
Friend: ...
Me: What?
Friend: umm, yaar you need excuses that, at the very least, make sense.
Me: dude, IM TELLING YOU THE TRUTH


I AM, okay? :/

I am A University Student

A three hour lecture titled: Ways to avoid advertisements is called 'ad avoidance'

Yep. Thirteen years of education seem completely justifiable.

I Hate Banks.

Taking a class.

Usually I would zone out and just think in those three hour lectures but recently I have been more consumed in course work than I should be. It is a much better escape actually, listening to ridiculous problems of the world and major corporations and banks.

How I hate banks.

There is just something about them that pisses me off. But I would rather not go off on that tangent.

But lately it has been much easier to spend hours listening to bullshit about finance than spend time in my head.

Decisions, Priorities, Time management.. I can already feel the headache coming.

Watching 90210. Because Liam and Andy are totally about to hook up.

Grocery shopping. Because the most important thing in life is walking and staring at products. Row after row, aisle after aisle.

Turning your phone off. Because 'it was out of battery yaar' is a good excuse and does not invite questions.

Taking a class. Because the economy is just sooo friggin important.

Screw that. I want to live in a jungle. Where my phone is off and I dont have skype alerts 24/7, where I dont have to reply to all those mails and manage anything and decide on the play or the event management thing or the working bit or deciding if I should apply to be a VP or if people are worth the time/effort yada yada yada.

Thats the kind of jungle I want to live in. Oh and there should no banks.

How I hate those banks.

That Awkward Turtle

Running into people you know can be weird sometimes.

Running into people you barely know, even more.

Running into people you might have seen around sometime in your life but you are not entirely sure if you know them or not until they smile at you and you awkwardly wave at them and for some reason you stop in front of each other to make small talk, is much worse.

And God knows why you decided to stop in the first place.

Like its the best idea in the world to catch up about the last couple of years in the middle of a shopping mall, bags in hand weighing you down and all.

Like either one of you even cares.

You know she was in your school but you never said a word to her in school. Why the fuck would you want to talk to her now. Should you just leave? Should you hug her? Kiss on the cheek? What if you both lean in to kiss from the same side like it happens so often and everything gets even more awkward?

Person 1: Heyyy (I already hate myself for initiating this conversation)

Person 2: Oh Hi! (That was a little too chirpy)

Person 1: Whatsup

Person 2: Nothing much, what about you? (I am officially bored by this conversation)

Person 1: Oh nothing. Are you shopping? (:S ofcourse she is. Wtf kind of a question is that :s)

Person 2: Haha, yeah. (Why did I laugh :S )

*awkward silence*

Person 1: So what are you doing these days... (please let this conversation end here)

Person 2: The usual.. University, Work, this thing I am working on..

Person 1: Okay. well.. My mom is calling me (We both know that is not true, but I know you respect me a little more now because I ended this very uncomfortable encounter)

Person 2: Yeah, okay.. Bye! (I might not remember your name, but I respect you a little more now for ending this very uncomfortable encounter)

You both smile and, as a final 'I hope we never have to do this again' goodbye gesture, lean in at the same time to kiss each other's cheek, except you do it from the same side and you almost end up kissing each other on the lips.

How.very.awkward.

Rejoice.

My heart starts to race.
This is it, the moment of truth.

Adrenaline rushes through my veins. I feel scared. And alive. I can either succeed, or lose. Everything. And if I lose, its back to the beginning. Start over. From scratch. With nothing but regret and the one thought haunting me along the way.. 'where did I go wrong?'
But I have a good feeling about this. I will be fine. I just know it.

Yes.. yes..
My eyes dart back and forth. Check. check. There it is. That moment of bliss. I DID IT.

I cant believe I did it.
Its beautiful, this moment. This is a moment to remember and cherish forever.

I inhale deeply. I am haapy. I feel invincible.

You have never experienced joy till you have had your first trial balance balance.

Laanat.

wait, WHAT?!
Are you serious, Mr. Ricksha man?

I cant pay you three hundren fucking rupees for a fifteen minute ride.
No, no, NO, you listen to ME.

I hate arguing with ricksha walas. Theres just something about that whole setting that is uncomfortable for me; him sitting on his rickha throne and me standing with money in my hand trying to get him to bring the price down. and people staring as they pass. and other ricksha walas giving me disapproving looks.

KEEP YOUR LOOKS TO YOURSELVES, RICKSHA DUDES.

Three hundred ruppes! I can buy credit with that money and call people who have ufone numbers... I CAN TALK TO THEM FOR SIXTY SIX HOURS with that money.

Thats how many hours I can talk to people for with ufones awesome package.

And no, ufone is not paying me to do this.

and even if I were to ask them to pay me, I WOULD CERTAINLY NOT RIP THEM OFF.

Ricksha man, you are ripping me off. I have never paid over one twenty and that too was one of those times when i didnt have time to bring the price down because even THAT is too much. I just took the same ride a few hours ago and paid the guy eighty. HE ASKED FOR EIGHTY.

You know what? Why dont we stop another ricksha man and ask what he would charge me for the same ride.

Yeah, Ima expose you, you overcharging, bearded, toothpick chewing man.

We will see whos right and whos wrong in jussst a minute.

Other ricksha man: Three hundred.

...Saray milay huay hain BC.