Monday, 22 September 2014

Day 17 - Poem Help

There's this poet called Faiz Ahmed Faiz. His works, although in English when you find them, have been translated from Urdu. I found one last night and wanted to share it with you. I took a photograph of it on my phone, but can't find the title anywhere, and Google is not being particularly helpful when I search it. Perhaps it's an odd translation.

Last night
When
I thought
Of you
All the deserts
Became
Fragrant 
With zephyrs
Spring 
Was everywhere
And
My dying heart
Suddenly
Came back
To Life.

Help, anyone?



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Sunday, 21 September 2014

Day 16 - Things Went Vacant

Alright. Things got a little bit vacant on the blog front.

Who's idea was it to start this challenge during my first week at university?

Freshers week has now officially come to a close, and my lectures start tomorrow, so I'm hoping I'll be able to keep back on track.

My body is tired. Seven days of bad food, bad drinks and no sleep have suddenly caught up in the form of the dreaded "freshers flu" or "freshers fever". Basically, I have a really bad cold. My nose feels like it might drop off, and my lungs basically start to burn whenever I almost bring myself to cough. Lord knows how I'll survive in my lectures tomorrow and for the rest of the week. I dread to think.

Tissues are the key.

I will write substantially from tomorrow, fingers crossed. My apologies. Someone isn't good with their timing.




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Thursday, 18 September 2014

Day 15 - What.

There are these

Cigarette smoking
Musty smelling
Sweat ridden
Wine tuned
Beruffled
Hungry-yet-satisfied
Experimental
Confused
Sensual
Laughing
Contradictory
Youth infused

people next door. While I sit here quietly thinking up words to describe them. Fresher's Fever is starting to heat up, and the excitement is only increasing.

I am so, so exhausted.

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Day 14 - Mum

I'm missing my parents. This is something I wrote a while ago in a sudden creative burst. 

I love my mum.

Recently when with her I've been thinking of all the things I used to associate with her as a child.

 Mum used to always wear bright red lipstick when we went out. Still does, although now a little darker.  I don't think she noticed, but I used to always watch her pull out her lipstick in the black plastic case. Watching the red waxy stick rotate out before she delicately tapped it onto her pink pencil lined lips. I always used to love the smell. Sweet, almost like chocolate. When she wasn't looking I'd sneak it out of her bag and smell it for ages, I even tried putting a little on my lips. Needless to say she noticed that, having her daughter come downstairs with sticky red lips and a slightly dented lipstick. Obvious.

After the lipstick would come the perfume. I've always known the fragrance, it's been familiar to me since I can remember. Chanel No.5. Jasmine and lily flowers. That's what I remember. I only ever referred to it as a child as "the stuff my mum smells of". It reminds me of the way I'd fit into the shape of her chest and stomach when I'd hug her, her hair would tickle my head. The morning after a party I'd go into my parents' bed (they would still be asleep, I'm sure they weren't pleased), dive into the duvets and straight into my mum's arms (occasionally my dad's back, it proved a good surface to sleep on.) where the faded smell of Chanel would tickle my nose.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Day 13 - I have no time. BUT.

If I ever see another piece of pasta, a pot noodle or a grain of rice in my flat again, I'll be sick.

My culinary skills are waning.


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Sunday, 14 September 2014

Day 12 - Freshers Conversations

It is 4AM. Although it won't show that up on my post - I've had issues with setting the time on my schedule for a while. However, I have a feeling late night/early morning blog posts are going to become a regular thing for the next couple of weeks, while I settle in here.

One thing about moving away to a university is that pretty much everyone else is in your position. They're an undergraduate, new in some way to the area, around few to no familiar people. Having spoken to what seems like hundreds of people during the Freshers events is the way in which people converse. There very quickly becomes a set conversation people have. Almost like a questions checklist.

"Fresher?"
"Studying?"
"Name?"
"Age?"

In that order.

It's only after these four things have been established people decide if they want to continue their conversation or not. Which is fair enough - when you're in a club, it's pretty easy to scream this information into someone's ear before allowing the crowd to carry you off elsewhere. I have to admit though, I'm not a fan of screeching in ears to get heard - one gentleman this evening managed to sneeze halfway through his sentence, giving way to a delightful mix of sweat, saliva and general nasal liquids to insert themselves into my ear canal. He didn't seem to notice my horror at the entire situation and carried on speaking. No one tends to notice much in a club. The person you were speaking to probably didn't notice you left. In fact, they were probably drunk enough to not notice the fact they were speaking to you in the first place. It works out though - makes for less awkward conversations when you bump into people the morning after.

"Did I speak to you last night?"

"I don't know, did you?"

"I don't know. Fresher? Studying? What's your name? Age?"

"Yes. English literature. Aisha. 18."

The above sentence has been repeated and is now like a mantra in my head. I wonder how many more times it'll be uttered!






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Saturday, 13 September 2014

Day 11 - Kinda.

Okay, so technically, if I'd been a good blogger, this would have been Day 12, but instead, university started and I've only just sat down now. At precisely 2:09AM. After having all five of my senses brutally pummelled in a club.

I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

I shall update you on what's been happening today, and then write another blog post in a few hours after I've gone to bed and slept. That shall be Day 12.

I moved in today. I made the mistake of moving in in the evening, which basically meant that I had to unpack all my stuff and then desperately find someone to go with me to the event taking place in the next hour or so. I found someone in a different flat. It worked out well.

 Once my parents left, nerves kicked in. To top it off, there is no one in my OWN flat at the moment. At least, there is no one responding in my flat. Someone has moved in their kitchen things, and yet I cannot find that person. It's deeply unsettling. I knocked on a few bedroom doors in the flat before giving up and joining a pre drinks party in a separate block of flats. Which turned out well, I must say.

Anyway, that is why I didn't find a chance to blog today, and I apologise. At this hour, I doubt I'll write anything productive or of much substance, so I will end here and sleep soundly tonight.

Until the next few hours, readers. Aisha CM hands out her most solemn apologies.


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