freedom is the freedom to choose whose slave you want to be.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Last few:

Squeezing lemons into a water bottle at two a.m by myself in an empty kitchen, barefoot. Talking to Faiqa using impossible sign language while bleaching our teeth in the bathroom. Apya's laughter coming from Ammi's room where Ammi, Bhayya, and her are unwindin after yet another day of crises, two a.m again. A hysterical triangular tickling match on my bed with Yumna and Faiqa late at night. A drive to Mee Lee in the dazzling winter sunlight. Wearing yellow for eight days straight.

See you on the other side :)


Blogger insiyasyed said...

i love you baby :)

5:37 PM  
Blogger insiyasyed said...

i love you so much.


5:50 PM  
Blogger cheesoo said...

goodluck.. youre in my thoughts and duas

12:42 AM  
Blogger supahstarrr said...

oh my most beautiful! :) wish you all the best.

1:18 AM  
Blogger mercury said...

Thank you ladies! :) Love you back, Insi!

Cheesoo, I'm not allowed on your blog still :(

3:44 AM  

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