Monday, December 28, 2009


The Princess lost her radiance, the doves lay dead on her feet.. The rose in her heart wilted and she screamed out in pain. Then there was silence. The wind stopped blowing, sun and moon went to hide, stars gave up hope, and they could no longer shine. The evil was set free, it flew freely around the Earth recruiting more and more hearts. It was in power, getting darker by seconds. It caused pain, it killed, it was cruel.

The Princess took the dead doves in her lap, stood up unsteadily to get her revenge. She was shaking, not with fear but with anger. The evil laughed mockingly at her. It showed her the images of her parents being tortured, her friends being burned to dead, her prince was lying dead with a silver knife in his heart, a soft smile was still there on his face. Had he been thinking of her? She'll never know. Red was everywhere. Blood blood blood.

The images vanished and she was face to face with the evil.

'You can't defeat me, Princess,' the evil whispered softly 'Come join me, marry me.. Together we'll rule this world,'

How many times he had tried that, the Princess wondered. The evil was handsome but she could see its heart clearly. It was not.

'I am giving you a choice, consider yourself lucky,' evil threw a patronizing smile at her 'You will die if you wouldn't. And what good will it do, huh?' it raised its eyebrows 'You'll be dead, just like your kin. I'll live doing whatever I want to,' it was smiling, pleased with itself 'Why not join me?'

The Princess closed her eyes. The rose was dying now.. it didn't have enough strength. Princess sighed heavily, deciding something. Just then the doves came to life. They were soulless creatures. They shed their blooody white feathers and turned black.. The evil threw its head and laughed wildly. The creatures were its servants. They will kill the Princess.

There was no hope now. She was defeated, she realized with despair, as the vultures attacked her. Hours went by and they flew away to their next prey. Princess was still breathing, but the rose has died. The pain was unbearable but still it wouldn't kill her. All she could see was red, the color of suffering.

*sidrah is sad n feeling stupid!*

Thursday, December 10, 2009

I have become a zombie.. and i blame medcine =[

In uni's cafe.. and you should see me right now.. zombie.. a total zombie. I have dark circles, my eyes are watering, kind of shivering. Just coz of this supid BDS!

Anatomy viva.. It was pure torture.. Thry are trying to kill students, i think. I mean, you wait to get free, not really caring how your viva goes.. and those teachers ate biryani 3 times *no kidding* when poor students are dying of hunger and trying to retain all those stuff which passes through the foramen (who cares about those tiny pores and holes!!!!) and our lovely anterior and posteior surfaces.. also not to forget those beautiful nuclei.

Just one viva to go.... and PURE BLISsssSs!!! ^^ Can't wait for tuesday. 10 days of freedom.. then 2nd year *mental torture restart*

Reading stars and bars (yes i still do, despite of exams).. and its AWESOME! Willaim Boyd is now one of my favorite authors.. =]

Okay, evil vegetable sir shouting "Time over!!" in his broken english.. i think I will go and eat something! All i really want to do is hit the bed and ZzZzzzZzz!!

Have fun!! ^^

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Felix, The Man

Okay, I had just given the physio viva and guess wasn't in the right state of mind to come up with this! It is so weird and stupid that am kind of embarrassed to post it. Sana and Hafsah (the only visitors of my blog), you can laugh, i did too, but tell me if this should go to recycle bin? =] *won't mind a bit*

*Weird MUSIC*

Felix was on the stage with a huge smile pasted on his face. He blinked several times and laughed at the miracle. He couldn’t believe his eyes. His dream has come true. He was on the stage! On the stage!!

‘It’s Showtime, Felix dear’ a beautiful lady dressed in purple smiled his way.

Wow, Felix looked at her astounded, she just called him dear. He stared at her and she stared back at him.

‘Felix!’ a shout broke away their stare and they both glanced towards the source of the voice.

It was a pretty woman all shimmering pink and silver and seemed very angry.

‘Felix, what are you doing with her?’ she demanded.

‘Uh....’ Felix was confused.

‘Hey, I am his agent and his friend, I have every right to be here with him on his Big day,’ the purple lady took one of his arm and glared at the pink lady.

The pink lady growled and took his other arm. ‘Whatever. He was my friend first’

Whoa! Felix couldn’t believe his luck. Two beautiful ladies were fighting over him.




Huh? What’s this sound; Felix looked about him and was shocked to see the two ladies were emitting such a horrible sound. Just like mosquitoes. Suddenly a sharp pain pierced through his neck. The purple lady just bit him. Oh boy, she got such beautiful fangs…

Felix shooed away the mosquitoes around him and turned to sleep on his shoulder.

Just five minutes more.. five minutes.. five minutes… he told himself as he scratched his neck. He was having a nice little dream.

The sun had arisen a long time ago. Men kissed their wives and were working hard to earn bread. Mothers dropped their children at schools and were off to their daily chores. Children were busy scribbling down whatever their teachers were writing on the blackboard. A boy winked at a girl he fancied and she blushed a color of cherry.

But Felix was dreaming. Mosquitoes had turned into butterflies and he was singing a song in his pure crystal voice, all around him people were cheering for him, going crazy. He only had to smile at a girl and she would faint with happiness. Women were dying for his autographs and guys admired him. He was The Man in there!

Tringgggg… TrIiinnnng… TriiiinnnnnGgG…

Felix groaned. Yawning he looked at the watch. It read 9:30 AM. His interview was at 10:30. Loads of time to get ready, he said to himself. He forced himself out of the bed and took a long shower. He tried to sing the song he sang in the dream and sounded terrible but he didn’t know. He smiled, satisfied.

9:50 AM

Felix went through his cupboard. He was very tight fisted with money, he never buy clothes until he had just one set of clothes remaining, when it would get threadbare.

The green sweatshirt won’t look good…

His black t-shirt made him look very attractive but was kind of rough.

The red and white checkered shirt was the only shirt left, now. It would go with his black trousers.

He wished he had the suit he was wearing in his dream. He looked wistful for a moment. When the moment was gone, he was whistling happily.

10:00 AM

Felix thought he looked good as he checked his image in the mirror. The mirror had several cracks; if you close closely the cracks gave the mirror a shape of a sparrow. Felix knew that, and he was proud to own such a mirror.

Felix wasn’t a bad looking guy. He was cute in a way pandas are cute. His slanted eyes were a color of a murky swamp, his jet black hairs were unruly and wavy, they never settle down giving him almost an untidy look and his dark lips, almost purple, were thin.

Felix gazed at the mirror while he ran the brush through his hair, praying all the time… “No, please God! Don’t force me to put hair gel on my cursed hair. No, I can’t take it. I had rather die. Hair Gel… Argh... I hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

As if God listened to him, his hair started to look peaceful on his head. A huge smile crinkled his eyes and the pearly teeth shone. He did a little dance and winked at the mirror... Alas, his hairs were unsettled once more. Sheer rage took over him and he threw the brush forcefully on the mirror, screaming at the top of his lungs. The mirror, frightened, shattered on the floor in million of tiny pieces….

For a minute Felix wasn’t sure what had happened. His sparrow, the mirror sparrow... he killed it or it had just flew away? He was confused. He was full of regret, why did he have to lose his temper over such a small thing? He sobbed as he close his finger around the piece of mirror, and then he started to bleed. However, when he saw his tearful eye winking at him through the broken piece mirror, he cheered up. He was beautiful.

10:10 AM

It was the dream come true. The purple lady was sitting beside him. Felix felt like he was in seventh heaven. His interview would start in five minutes but he had long forgotten about it, his eyes, his ears, his heart, his mind were just for this Dream Lady. He gazed at her with adoration, not noticing how she was feeling about it. Uneasy, uncomfortable and angry. How rude he was!

The Purple “dream” Lady cringed as he sighed deeply. Felix misunderstood that she was just being shy. In his mind, Felix was already married with her and even had a few babies.

‘Mr. Felix Man??’ a cold voice broke into his mind. He opened his eyes and blinked. An old woman was looking at him reprovingly. What an ugly woman, Felix smirked.

‘Mr. Man, Ms. Buzzy would like to see you now,’ she told him sternly.

‘Oh, okay,’ he made no attempt to get up. How can he leave his Purple Lady. He hated being torn between the choices of life. Money or woman?

“Mr. MAN!!!,’ the old woman yelled and stamped her foot loudly. She scared Felix; he got up and threw a glance over his purple lady. She sighed with relief. He was going at last.

Felix’s heart made a funny thumping noise and butterflies seemed to be awake in his stomach. Oh Man! She was going to miss him badly. But my dear lady, I’ll be back to get you.

He entered the Room.


The Room had a mirror… a Sparrow Mirror just like he had. Felix wanted it. Wanted it badly.

Ms. Buzzy had a stern ‘no nuisance’ face and she was munching on a carrot. She smiled which showed her crooked teeth when Felix entered the Room. He was the most handsome person she had ever seen. It was Love at first sight…

‘Mr. Man,’ she wanted to dance with happiness. Such a beautiful name. Man.. Man. So manly.

Felix didn’t like her. Why is she whispering at him, why those wistful gazes and sighs? Very suspicious. Argh... He hated her. After hair gel, she was second on the list. No, he didn’t want this job. But the mirror, how could he leave it? There has to be a way.

‘Good morning, Ms. Buzzy,’ he shook her hand and settled down on the chair. Her name made him think of mosquitoes that always ruined his lovely dreams. He hated her even more.

‘Can I get you something?’ she almost added ‘dear’ but caught her tongue in time.

‘Yes?’ said Felix ‘This mirror’ he pointed at the wall.

‘You wanted that broken Mirror?’ she raised an eyebrow.

‘Yes’ God! He disliked her more. He never wanted to see her again.

‘Sure,’ she smiled sweetly; she would do anything for him. For this Man, anything! ‘Go on. Take it, its all yours,’

Felix didn’t know how to react. What a generous woman! Giving away the sparrow mirror to an unknown person. Her generous act melted his heart and he couldn’t fathom why he hated her.


Ms. Buzzy fired the old woman and appointed Felix as her new secretary.

Felix didn’t see the purple lady again for six months. When he did he was greeted by a huge slap on his face and was called a creep. He was broken hearted. Just for a week.

The End...

The New Start

On Christmas Eve Felix and Ms. Buzzy were having a quiet dinner in a restaurant. Felix was happy and he liked Ms. Buzzy very much now. They were best of friends.

Ms. Buzzy was going to propose him after dinner, if he said no, she’ll survive. At least she hoped so.


Felix said yes. He loved the little sparrow ring!

On their wedding Felix wore a murky green tuxedo. Ms. Buzzy wore a pink and silver shimmering dress. She looked pretty enough (only if she kept her mouth shut, her teeth weren’t a pretty sight). She felt she was the luckiest person; at last she was Mrs. Man. It was a dream come true.


LoL :P