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I am tired…
It’s not that I had a busy day. I had a busy walk. A fifteen minutes walk. Under those scorching rays of the sun. On the streets of Rawalpindi. Wse tried to warn me. And I didn’t listen. That’s why I am tired. I should be.
I almost always don’t have any clue what am I going to write in here. Most of my entries are full of crap. Same old studies thing. Same old talks about busy routines. Don’t I have anything else to think of and write about? May be yes, may be no. I wanted to share my thoughts by writing in here. May be I don’t think anymore. May be I don’t use that medium which is needed to think something. Or may be I am too afraid to share what I think.
Now that would make me a coward, right? Never mind. Cowards make the brave.
The fact is, that my mind has been a great machli bazar for a last few days. So many things had been coming in and going out of my mind that I didn’t know what to do. I wondered about what I thought I was, what I was, what I think I am, what I am, what I think I will be, and what I will be. I remembered that lecture when Mr. Najam asked us about our needs. I replied that I wanted to be myself. Now I wonder if what we want is really what we need. Or is our need what we want? Is there a difference between need and want?
I don’t know if I’ll be able to differentiate between these two, but I have just known that I talk a great deal of philosophy. Sorry guys, if I bored you above, but I just couldn’t stop. A fifteen minutes walk in such heat can make you go philosophical quite easily.
So I guess I better go to my bed. After all, I am tired.
4 comments
Gurl
Jun 25, 2003 at 6:54 am
I know about being tired and thinking that you have nothing more to write..but you do..just keep writing anyway.
She
Jun 26, 2003 at 4:49 am
ahahaha machli bazaaar ok for some reason that cracked me up
chic farpoint
Jun 26, 2003 at 7:41 am
its always interesting how the posts about how we’re not sure what to post on our blogs and thoughts about how ideas come and go always end up being pretty interesting at the end. analyzing to the max.
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Jun 27, 2003 at 2:22 am
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