by Jafar Rehman
There are days when I sit and start reflecting on the bullshit the world sells to us. How people on Twitter call each other ugly/trash and judge people. How Instagram is forcing us to post throwback pictures. How marketers will try and sell a concept to you to make your life better. The business of… Continue reading Enough
My keyboard broke and I can't type certain letters which is a bit irritating. Now I opened the machine (took it apart) and tried working my way around it but it didn't help. Why render the laptop completely useless? Anyway, I have a good amount of work now and one might say that I have… Continue reading A broken keyboard
Then the blood rushed to my nose and it felt weird. You remember right? I have a few issues with my nose or you forgot? I remember sometimes looking at my friends in a restaurant or in a shop when they would smoke. Cigarettes after cigarettes and I would wonder how lucky and stupid they were… Continue reading A cigarette and a nose
The television was on, the table empty and light in the corner lit the room poorly. He sat there staring outside the window. There is nothing but complete darkness outside yet he stares, there has to be something out there. A few days ago he heard a cat crying at night, went to see but… Continue reading On the other side of the window
Main woh sab hoonMain kissa hoonMain adhoori kahani hoonMain ek yaad hoonMain ek parchai hoonMain kuch bhi nahi hoon Main woh sab hoonJo ho na saakaMain ek waadaa hoonMain ek baat hoonEk adhoori baat hoon Main ek adha likha panna hoonMain aadhi botal roshnai hoonMain ek yaad hoonEk parchai hoonMain kuch bhi toh nahi hoon… Continue reading Main (Hindi)
My mom loves cleaning. On Sundays I'd be home, we would listen to some old Hindi songs and have our breakfast. I will find myself on my pc to either pay bills or check my email (personal) and mom would get to cleaning things. Today, my sister opened the window saying it is not that… Continue reading A window
I haven't been writing for quite some time. Honestly, I could have worked on building a habit or forced myself to do it. And here I am announcing this to the world. I was traveling last week and had a lot of time to think and reflect on life. A few who know me are… Continue reading How does it feel?
I made a promise to myself sitting at the edge of this rocky path which led to the ocean and I failed. My life for the past 3 years has been mostly about work. I have dedicated myself to it because it gives me a reason to live, I learn and working makes me feel… Continue reading Promise
There is a pit, a very deep and dark pit. You are falling into it and no one knows what's at the bottom or even if there is a bottom or an end to it. Anyway, let us for now assume there is a bottom. You will now ask me what is it? Is it… Continue reading Bounce back
You are sitting on the chair in your office questioning your existence and choices you've made. Little decisions that shape up your life and you realize that while trying to make things perfect you are only getting far from it. Anyway, that's not what I intend to write today. See this is not me telling… Continue reading Lean back
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 