Resolution 2012!

This is pretty much how I am right now :P I read my Jan 1, 2011 blogpost and the last words read "I am confused" which was the exact thing I felt today, confused.

/blur

What do I make of it? It's been a year and I've learnt so much and I've changed, blah blah blah. Conclusion? I am still confused. This is where I am supposed to say "What the hell!' and I'm supposed to be mad at myself  but I'm not mad. Only disappointed that emotionally I'm where I was last year. Confusion is hardly a feeling but then it's still something I need to wipe off my path to Actualization.

Anyway, I've never made my resolutions public. One reason I never got them crossed off my list? Perhaps. So here they are!

KARIMA'S TO DO LIST FOR 2012:

1) Finish all my stories but mainly focus on 2: Project 2010 and Project 2011

2) Rock Climb

3) Offer all 5 prayers everyday

4) Read Qur'an at least 3 times a week.

5) Learn a new song every month

6) Finish reading all Novels I started reading in 2011

7) Go for a run or some kind of workout everyday /sweat be like this :D

9) Blog more. This is a very sexy way of practicing the art of writing.

10) Maintain a diary:

In case I die in the 2012 Apocalypse , I'd like people to know all that I kept in my heart. The only good thing from this will be the love of my life will finally know! /blush and then even if he says no, /wahaha I'm already dead 

11) Have a BMI of 20.2 and body fat percentage of 18%

12) Cook all that I want to eat. 

Seriously. Google is a friggin' Cookbook!

13) Don't care much. /dignose

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I will make a new post and cross out the list as I go on. I'd love to cross of number 11 and there will be a big celebratory rant about it! Diet Cokes to everyone who reads those :P

Till I cross out,

Karima /bye

Bye, Bitch.

I made a post on Jan 1, 2011. So I will make one today, Dec 31, 2011 and I will make one tomorrow, also (no prizes for guessing :P)


Nothing has significantly changed in this past year. I learned a lot of lessons and the best one I learnt was filtering. The good from the bad, the keeper from the garbage and the musk from the fake. The process was hurtful but I've gained a lot from it and I am sure, so have you.


2011 was also full of experiences :P Some make you sick, some get you sick :P Ha, I'm going to forget this probably, but I am chuckling as I write this now (Dates to be Noted: Gandhi Jayanti & December 28 lol! )


If anything, I don't feel grown up. I don't feel like I am 20. I feel like I've missed being 15, 16, 17, 18 and 19 and in last quarter of the year, I've tried to catch up with the 5 years I missed trying to be mature and 'grown up', 'do the right things', 'take the decided step' and other blahs that keep you jailed. I shouldn't have, really. Like my good friend once yelled in my ears, "KARIIMMAAAA!!! Your young only once!!" I throw this in everyone's face who try to make me act like a woman. Coloring my hair red, going on roller coasters, getting over my fears and the 'It won't kill me' attitude has paid. I am free person and I feel 'freedom' in my heart. It's the best I've felt to date.


When you let go of yourself, you will grow. You just simply have to trust me when I say this. What you think you are right now is going to change. You won't even remember what kind of a person you are now same time next year. Rather, if you let yourself loose, unleash your inner self and speak your mind - you will be a threat to the people who judged you & tried to overshadow you. Be true to you. That's the first step to being fabulous.


Now why I am ranting this poop? Because this is how I will summarize 2011, finding myself. Knowing who is me and I am sure of one thing, I am a lot less clueless I am now than I was last year. #WIN!


All I truly hope for 2012 is that I find courage. Courage to confess hate, friendship, confessions, crush, likeness, love. Courage to not care, hold myself together and still have a high head. Figuring out a way right now, maybe I will stumble across one? Who knows?


And my wish for you, reader? May you happy a superb year and may you survive 2012 :)


HAPPY 2012! See you tomorrow with more hidden rantings from my walnut-like salty brain.


I Love You, ............... (ugh, why is it so hard?)


Ciao, /bye
Karima

Poem: If You Could See Me Now

I intended this poem to be a song, originally but while I tried playing it and added music to it- I broke down always. Then it was Eid some days ago. As a kid, I always opened the door when my father came in from Namaz and then followed our tradition of oil & rice. I still open the door but then it's never for my father. It's been so long since I saw my mom take a plate of rice and place a bowl of oil right in the center.


People feel empty about friends and boyfriends leaving them. That stupid song Emptiness has no sense to it even.  Anyway, so I made the song into a poem because no way I can sing it!

I see in the mirror,

A striking image of your face

How my eyes,

Resemble your strength.

They look at me and say how much I remind them of you,

And they praise me when they see how much I’ve grown without you.

I laugh with them & with them I cry,

But I don’t let them see the part that I hide,

The part that longs for you,

The one that wishes- whatever’s happened is just not true.

** Oh Daddy, I wish you could see me now,

Into the person that I’ve become

Into the child that you’ve left behind

Oh daddy, if you could be with me now,

We would tour the world & I’d show you what I’ve done

You’d be proud of me & then we’d have partied.

For all the times I fought with you,

For all the times I didn’t listen,

To all the times I missed to say I love you,

To all the times I didn’t care.

I just want to say- Daddy, I’m sorry.

**Oh daddy, I wish you could see me now,

How I’m broken, how I’m crushed;

But still together

Oh daddy, if you could be with me now,

I’d feel more like myself

To say to the least

I’d feel like somebody’s baby girl again.

I see in the mirror,

A striking image of your face,

And then I say,

It’s all of you that I have left.

Until Next time,

curry /bye

How I Won My Scooty

Lots of people asking me if I won my scooty in a lucky draw or if I am bluntly lying about winning it at all. First thing that you should really understand that not everyone is born with a silver spoon and the sometimes you need to work hard to get what you want. Many times you are given rare opportunities, you need to spot them and grab them- that's the catch.

Second thing is that the things you WANT to get, you will get them only when you will truly need it. Life just doesn't "happen". 90% is what you make it and rest 10% is already written. Material things (in Marketing terms Tangible goods) are the part of 10%. You will get them when time comes.

So here's my story:

• June 20: Contest on Scootygals Began

• June 26: What post I actually saw and knew about the contest

This was posted at 2:17, I saw it at 3:15ish. I am sure because my mom was dancing on my head to pray and I was like 1 minute.. 1 minute..

• June 26: 6:05 pm (5 minutes late) I posted my video

This video, infact, was posted at 6:30pm because my original video (which was already 5minutes too late) crashed.

• June 26 to June 28: My elder sister loved my video so she asked everyone she knew to like my video. Even though the basis was Creativity, she wanted to make sure that we win by likes and comments also.

• June 29: This made my heart skip 100 beats. I remember Labi and me jumping like frogs in the entire house

Then there were people who just couldn't deal with losing. So they picked on my 'lateness' and started a comment rebellion. Also claiming me to be a part of the Scootygals team itself :P That was the funniest (in the picture after this)

Then Scootygals defended me... that was the best! 

Haters gon' Hate

• June 29 to October 30: The time of patience. They didn't reply to my emails despite having all my details. All the said was, 'we are going through some internal changes'

Unnerving questions from everyone everyday 'Has your scooty come?' made me lose faith more and then I completely gave up on getting it.

• October 31: But then God has his ways of convincing you. Someone physically called me and gave me details and asked me to get a Learners' License

• November 01: License submitted to be made

• November 03: I got the rough idea of the x amount of Taxes I had to pay (So yes, my scooty is not completely free)

• November 04: Went with Mom to the nearest TVS Showroom, paid the taxes and picked out the color for my Scooty.

• November 06: Went to pick it up, didn't take it because of paper issues

• November 07: Happy Birthday call from Scootygals Contest Head :)

• November 08: THE PURPLE CYGNET comes home for the first time

• November 20: I get a helmet (I love you, Roger) and my license plate number!

So ladies and gentlemen, this is the detailed timeline of how I won my scooty. I hope the picture is finally clear in your head.

If not... Simply give me a call and I shall give you a ride at a fast speed- so much that the cold air will remove the doubt from your head :)

Steps To Kill A Bastard

While I write this, I am at peace. They say imagination is stronger than reality, well I'm not complaining. At this moment if you're angry and the picture of the person you're angry at is clear in your head - you are going to enjoy this.

Everyone has a bastard in their life. I have a few in mine too. However a new bastard has been discovered and if given the chance, I will do everything to get revenge. In my defense, I'm a Scorpion. We strike to kill :)


Notes: 
1) If Bastard is too strong for your jargon, you may replace it with Son-of-a-Bitch.
2) I am sorry, this does not apply for bitches. However, if a bitch surfaces in my life - there shall be another post!

STEPS TO KILL A BASTARD:

1) Hairography


Go for the hair. 


Step 1: Grab a handful and shake that head with all your anger.
Step 2 (a) : Shake till they get dizzy and throw them down, begin kicking. You may require a couple more people to achieve success at this
Step 2 (b): Shake till they get dizzy and start fist punching in the face. If you are a girl, you may slap and add kicks in the stomach


2) S-I-N-G


Human Anatomy lesson :P


How about we let Sandra Bullock explain this one? :) (click here) S-I-N-G


3) The Neck Wringing


I'd like to try this. Looks cool in the movies!


Step 1: Cup your hands around the neck and apply pressure on the thumb (If the guy has a prominent Adam's apple, you may press that).
Step 2: Bring in the strength on your pinkie fingers and dig the other fingers in slightly
Step 3: Snap the neck, like you're opening a tough jar.


4) The Collar


If the bastard is not wearing a shirt, try other options


Step 1: Grab the collar and shake them till dizzy
Step 2: Give a punch in the face till Nosebleed and throw on the ground
Step 3: Call for reinforcements. You may require 3-4 angry people for this


5) The TearGas


Requirements: A deo or any other pressured can


Step 1: Spray the entire can in the eye of the said bastard
Step 2: When the can has emptied hit with it till Nosebleed
Step 3: Round up with kicking in the stomach with your knee
Step 4: Leave them to die


6) The Back&Forth


Requirement: A bat
Reinforcement: May require one more person


Step 1: Hug the bastard from one side and scream in their ears
Step 2(a): Grab a bat and hit on butt on 10 times. Repeat set if the bastard doesn't cry
Step 2(b): With the reinforcement, hit on the back and the front till the bastard cries. If the crying starts in 5 or 6 blows, don't stop - finish what was started


7) The Calf kick


Requirement: Practice Step 1


Step 1: Kick the bastard in the calf with your heel
Step 2: When they've lost balance, trip them and let them fall on the ground
Step 3: Hurl down with the pointed elbow and push it in the stomach
Step 4: Start kicking till the bastard cries


8) The Runway


Requirement: A jeep or any monster 4 wheeler


Watch This for Reference: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hxT2UGCbj8 | 7:40 |


Step 1: Run them over
Step 2: Multiple times


That's it for now :) I hope you enjoyed this post and you killed your bastard 8 times. And don't worry about them coming back, there are only 7 rebirths, you have the upper hand ;) 


Let me know if you have your ways to kill a bastard. This post does not mind growing.


Till I think of another cool post to write,


currie /bye