Talk about idiosyncratic feelings!

Its 2 a.m. in the morning and I’m lying awake with heightened imagination and I need to flush this queer oddness out of my system. Although I never go to bed early but something feels seriously out of place today. And to be utterly honest, I’ve been experiencing this for over two weeks now. Restless. Delirious. I reckon if this is because I was forced to move to a single bedroom suite since Abid left. Before him, Bilal was sharing the two bedroom suite with me. The former (in time) wasn’t the best company I’d say but at least I didn’t have to cope with this isolation. Maybe (as much as I hate to admit it to myself) I’m finally home-sick! There! I’ve said it.

It’s astounding how small things, trivial incidents that you wouldn’t recollect under normal circumstances, come back to haunt you at such times, like I can recall waiting for the bus and walking all the way from the bus stop to home, strolling down to the video shop to rent out a much awaited movie, phone calls that’d come to an abrupt end after a row, still others that seemed to go on forever, not worrying about what the following day at work has in store for me and all those other tiny bits and pieces that the days in Lahore were comprised of….bizarre! I tell ya. And fuck- can you imagine? The hotel phone and internet went out on me in this appalling situation! It seems I won’t be able to call home, her or any friends, which by the way I desperately wanted to. Anyway, I must go to bed now. After all, another exciting day (yeah right!) lies ahead!

-Please ignore this post if it appears to be distraught or melancholic, sounds melodramatic or doesn’t make any darn sense at all.

This post was composed offline using Windows Live Writer (it totally rocks!).

~ by usamamajeed on April 25, 2007.