Have you ever had one of those days where you felt like your life was an episode of a TV series? Perhaps after months of looking for work and a new place to live, you got offered your dream job AND landed a new apartment only a block away from it. Maybe you found yourself stranded without an umbrella during a torrential downpour and the good looking person you spied on the tram with was walking home the same way as you with an umbrella big enough for two. Perhaps your Tindr date (the first since “the breakup”) made everything move in slow motion as they entered the bar. We have all had a day or even a moment that has played out in a manner making us wonder whether we were an extra in a candid camera show. The combination of internal dialogue, personal happenings and world events aligning for a brief spell can sometime make it seem like the gnarled hands of fate are pointing us or shoving us in a particular direction. The happier of these alignments are referred to as serendipity. The shadow self of this is the alignment of unpleasant coincidences. Google tells me a chap called William Boyd termed this phenomenon zamblanity. Considering the events of the last few days, I am grateful there is a word for what I am experiencing.
Originally touted as a social platform intended to connect and reconnect people with one another, I cannot help but feel that Facebook is somewhat responsible for the decay of meaningful social interaction. Today, I discuss my need to bid adieu to social media platforms and how disconnection has allowed me to reconnect with my friends.
Every too often I find myself in a situation where I am too scared to commit to something because I am afraid I will fail at it. In today’s high paced world of insta success stories, what do you do if the fear of failure keeps you from even trying? Here is a little inspirational piece I wrote this time last year during my Miss Pinup Australia journey to keep me going. I hope it helps you too!
When I get sad, I bake cake.
I dont know why I do it but I do. I dont come from a family of stepford wives, my mother only ever baked one kind of cake and thats the cake I like baking when I am sad.
When I am sad, I bake my mother’s pineapple upside down cake
If you know me well enough, you will know that the Afghan in me is OBSESSED with roses and rose scented things. In my birth country of Pakistan, Roses arent just a valentines day thing. Roses play a huge part in our weddings, naming ceremonies, funerals and any other milestone you can imagine. Roses are…… Continue reading My Grandfather’s Roses and the art of Zen.