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January 9, 2013
Celebrating the first day of sunshine after literally weeks of grey! Enjoy!
By Fareeha Qayoom
January 3, 2013
The other day, I was meeting friends at English Tea House for brunch. Since I had never been there before; I looked it up on the Google maps (on my cell phone) – it was there; complete with the address (24 Sir Syed Ahmed Road), with couple of other landmarks located in the vicinity as well. (Although, you do need internet access to run the maps on your cell phone.).
By Fareeha Qayoom
January 1, 2013
And if the night runs over
And if the day won’t last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
It’s just a moment
This time will pass
Stuck in a moment, from All That You Can't Leave Behind, 2000, U2
December 19, 2012
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows, they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
Waves of regret and waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You...you said you'd wait
'til the end of the world
By Fareeha Qayoom
November 29, 2012
November 24, 2012
I am suffering from over work. Yes, I think it’s a disease too. You develop a tunnel vision. You become compulsive and obsessive (about your current obsession). Which I am anyway – compulsively obsessive…when you add work to the mix, it becomes something totally beyond normal. All work and no play makes you a dull Jill (or Jack whatever your particular case).
By Fareeha Qayoom
October 21, 2012
Anyway, I no longer need to buy loads of books when I can download them on my phone for free and read them whenever and where ever convenient. It’s portable, light-weight, and I can hold it in my hand and can read any time, any place, even in bed.
By Fareeha Qayoom
October 6, 2012
Warning: This is a rant about ‘oh poor me!’ - a self pitying lament about my good life. If you don’t like rants – don’t read any further! :D
By Fareeha Qayoom
September 16, 2012
Time is relative. Unfortunately, it waits for no man (and woman). It relentlessly marches on. Sometimes, it passes in a blur and sometimes, it slows down so much that each second is excruciating.
By Fareeha Qayoom
Retail Therapy: Winter Sales Blues…