Sonya Syed

Finally I saw the original Pink Panther movie made in 1963, but I have to say that I could have used my precious time doing something anything productive rather than wasting it on utter nonsense. There was no definite story line and everybody was there for the sake of being in the movie. However, if you would like to have an idea about 60’s fashion or the general atmosphere then you might like it. Certainly the ladies, their hair styles, frames of each scene and cinematography had been a delightful experience. Yesterday I wrote about watching glimpses of the movie, those pieces were from a car chase scene in the end part of the film and in no way they could justify for a good comedy movie when watched as a whole. I have certain fascination for classic movies especially the ones made in 40’s and early 50’s either they are from Hollywood or from Indo-Pak. I feel genuinely attracted to the atmosphere and style of those times, the way everything was simple and classic. ...

I am so thankful to finally feel better, digestive system is all in its place but I had to make some hard core food choices. For some time I have to minimize my spice intake, deep fried items, chicken and coffee. I have switched to simple meals, fish, green tea, fruits and vegetables. I know this sound too good to be true but really if I can persevere on this diet plan I am sure I will continue to feel better. There are moments when big things hardly matter and at some instances slightest of mistakes could irritate you. The little stuff that annoys me most is when hand marks are printed on newly painted or clean walls. I always keep requesting people not to touch walls yet some of them hardly pay any heed to my humble pleadings. The only option that I’m left with is to repaint the entire walls; however, this is neither feasible nor an economical alternative. Lately I have been thinking to learn to paint walls myself or at least do retouching on walls because those marks ge...

It is such a relief to eventually clean up my wardrobe; I have been planning to take up this humongous task since months so when today I cleaned it all up the whole experience proved to be therapeutic. I was so attached to some of my clothing items that I have kept them since I was in Class tenth. Yeh I know its insane but it is true…   I don’t know whether there material was good or they looked good; nevertheless, I kept them with me all along. The amazing part is that I can still easily fit in most of my old clothes. Whether its cleaning the wardrobe or drawers filled with paperwork it is always a refreshing activity. If one has gone solo to do such tedious work then you should be prepared to endure the backaches, but all’s well that ends well. Annual budget is on its way in Pakistan and soon details of price hikes shall be revealed to public. I wonder what do they mean by budget? In common understanding budget is termed as a systematic plan for the expenditure of a ...

So the food, food and food is making a huge impact on me, other than feeling nauseous 24/7 I feel feverish and weak. If any one of you ever develop this sort of intense relationship with food then be careful it is your own digestive system that will pay the price. I had a lovely coincidental meeting with an old acquaintance of mine. We started our law internship almost together, when we met very briefly twice or thrice few years ago and whenever we met it had been a lovely experience. Then for years we lost touch; however, in last two weeks we accidentally met twice. Our first meeting was regarding law matters and then yesterday I saw her at the supermarket. In our first meeting we called it a pleasant surprise but when we met yesterday we were a bit confused. I told her that had she been some guy I would have called our meeting serendipity and that there has to be some connection; but alas!……. Anyways it is wonderful to meet people with whom you get along quite well. ...

There are times when I have the most interesting relationship with food, from the instances where I eat to live and other when I live to eat. These days latter situation is prevalent and I am going out of my way to eat all that I enjoy, some of which includes deep fried food, biryani and so on. The problem is that when I am having all those sort of food I eat believing that I have a tanker rather than a regular sized stomach and my main aim is to fill it to the fullest. Plus there isn’t any kind of exercise currently in my life, so I need all your prayers to come out of the my latest obsession with food. This is not the first time that I am facing such situation but it has been my pattern for quite some time. In my early childhood we didn’t have the kind of health awareness that today’s kids and parents have. I used to drink crate (with 24 bottles) of cola in just three days and my favourite chips were full of tartar. God knows what that crap had done to my system. The Gen...

I remembered seeing a TV play called “Lahasil” (Vain, Futile) and how much we all loved it. It was about the struggles and spiritual journey of a woman who changed her faith to Islam. The story, screenplay & actors were simply brilliant. However, for some reason today I find it all a bit in accurate. Not only in this play but in many other TV dramas, films, novels they show that the people who are deeply spiritual and have intense love and faith of God are always sick, broke and in misery. It somehow gives impression that to be near God one has to be in misery. It is always considered that the people who perform hard labor and live on streets sleep peacefully at night because they are not rich. Similarly you must have observed that in books, dramas & films the person who is rich is evil, he doesn’t have peace of mind or health. He only became rich because he cheated someone or smuggled illegal stuff and he has no feelings for others. So much so that this concept has ta...

Boredom is a peculiar phenomenon, you don’t understand its cause and you don’t know how to get over it. Since Saturday I was bored to the death, I went out in open air to breathe some fresh air of the sea and it was a pleasant experience. On our way home on Saturday suddenly it became dark and windy as if the sky was sharing my sentiments. I have tried to capture those moments.       In the pictures below where you see golden dots, this is actually the dust in the air and everything was covered with it.     Then again on Sunday same state took over me and once again I went for outing. However, this time instead of getting better I felt far more down and in the moment I realized that irrespective of where you run you cannot run away from yourself and your mind.       As long as we remain in the same mental-state no matter where we go; even the most beautiful place on the planet could only keep us...