so you've done most of what you think you've needed to do
and what you haven't done, you've read about or watched in the movies
And you're waiting for some great like ... revelation
some redemption in embossed lettering
Hoping that as you walk through the streets something
may just catch your eye, instead of everything seeming like pirated re-runs.
As you roam the bookshelf you hope to find that masterpiece that will just inspire
But all you find are rehashed ideas and stunted ideals.
And you're waiting for the great reformer or charismatic revolutionary,
the noble saint promising deliverance ... from yourself.
Everything has been overused,
music overplayed, innovation overdone,
technology overworked, labourers underpaid.
Moments are grey
Movements cliched
Quick highs
Eternal lows
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...and then you realise life is not the Hollywood version.
And maybe the Universe lies inside.
And realising that doesn't mean it sucks any less.
Qalam... a 'pen' name ... cool
Like looking for God in desert spaces, prayer mats and forlorn faces, when 'God is closer to you than your jugular vein.'
I found your blog :)
I met the person before the blog...woah.how bizarre is that!
was it weird for u that i was asking you blog related questions and we just met?
In my defence - it was OUT there !
:)
rock awn fathima - u legend !
Hmm yes it was a little strange. It's OUT there but I don't expect people to actually read all that drivel.
Very awesome blog Ayesha :)
I will forever associate you with the Zoo Lake BRIDGE.ooooooh
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