resilience

who wants to be resilient

when you can be a sonic boom?

no words...

On the 16th of December, they stole my voice. I have not been able to properly write anything creative since. No words come. Then, on the 7th of January, they did it again. And on the 10th.

"Another head aches, another heart breaks
I'm so much older than I can take"

The whole world seems to have gone mad. I am paralyzed by the amount of hate I see in the world. Between the extremists, those who demand we hang all criminals, the leaked stories of torture and war crimes, oppression, fear of the other, hate crimes, fascists, more faces of evil with new names, calling for more blood, Fox News... everything that needs to be said has already been said. A million op-eds, ten times as many comments below, opinions and disagreements. Blame games. I vowed not to keep silent anymore, to directly engage in debate when I see something worth debating, even though it erodes my peace of mind.

"I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand"

All I know is, I can't agree with violence as a solution to anything anymore. Not as defense, not as retaliation, not as a means to achieve anything good or peaceful. I have no words, only songs that play in my head. I will rely on the words of others till I find my own again.

"I got soul but I'm not a soldier
I got soul but I'm not a soldier
I got soul but I'm not a soldier

I got soul but I'm not a soldier"

("All These Things That I've Done", by The Killers)

hello 2015!

dear year 2014
what a turd you've been
i do not mind
seeing your behind, 

and good riddance - 

never again to be seen

Thank goodness 2014 is almost over. 2015 - you better not be a jerk. Seriously.

"monsters"

she woke up crying

breathing fast

heart racing

little voice gasps

mama mama

the monsters are here

in my room

please stay near

shh, baby don’t cry

it was just a bad dream

no monsters can hurt you

when you are asleep

the monsters come

when you’re awake

beasts without a heart

and a human face

the real monsters

are out there

roaming free

in broad daylight

for all to see

the darkest day

We are with you, Peshawar. Our hearts are with you, open, raw, bleeding for you. Be strong, stronger than we can imagine being. 

"short & sweet?"

"conditional tense"