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Arabian Oud {R} invited to a Persian bite

I happened to be invited to a Persian restaurant in Dubai, UAE called 'Hatem' which was an extremely tasty delicious restaurant. A must go and the most tasty matter was the 'roti' the bread that is eaten with cheese or jiben.

The most hardest thing by Arabian Oud {R}

I couldn't help writing a blog for so many days, life has been so busy and more hectic than ever. But thank God for that. I am happy doing what I am and a lot of things in life seem stable. But for the past few days or weeks I have been in an inner turmoil.The most hardest thing at times in ones life is when they can not pour out their inner emotions to people around them, especially those they love and a re close. Sadly these relationships wire you so much that you fear losing them and you want to just display a very normal and very composed pattern. When all ears turn deaf or maybe your words stop churning and you end up in a corner which is confined for yourself. Normality, it seems flips and it turns you into an insane human being. You lose your mind and every therapeutic effort seems a waste. You need to wake up and ask yourself where your going wrong. Sometimes the people you come across are simply not worth your time. Do not rush into emotions, if you get an equal vibe tha...

Never had the time by Arabian Oud {R}

Ever since this connection began, My heart pounded in so much pain, At first it felt so special and deep, Never felt this way ever before, Love you play another trick again, Trying to trap me into this game, I have had my share of sorrows, Can you forget me and find another, Love felt so special and so right, But I was wrong all over again, It was all about him and never me, Trying to make this work so right, Everyday that passed brought hopes, And Every night saw them die in silence, They call me a carefree spirit all along, Full of life and never ever giving up, But I was human enough to weaken, Then distances fell in between, And I found myself alone everyday, Attention you say I am after, It wasn’t suppose to be about me or you, Thought it was something called love, Then Why did you take us away from each other, Why did you portray me as a demon? Making me wait all those long nights, You kept cheating me, yet you refuse, Playing with my heart and those mind games, Patience running ...

Words by Arabian Oud {R}

They played a game with me for so long, Wrapped so beautifully in such a disguise, If only, I really knew what was in your heart, If only, I could read your mind out so clearly, Words, you confused me so wonderfully, I kept falling deeper in them, losing myself, One day you say you’re my best friend, The other day he says he loved me forever, Following that, she said she really cared, My lips tore not in it’s dryness but in pain, I could no longer say those words again, No longer could I bear hearing them again, I could hardly call anyone my real friend, Or even my real companion this time, I let them walk in my life so smoothly, Oh what an utter fool was I to believe them, If I really knew what was in their hearts, I would never initiate this friendship ever, I would never ever give away my heart, You poke me and call me nasty and bad, Picking faults in me and calling me lame, You call me old fashioned and so emotional, You never bothered knowing the real me, Touching my shadow and ca...

Body art by Arabian Oud {R}

This photograph was taken by me at Selfridges, London's leading mall. It is one of the most happening places there. I noticed this guy being painted and I am like what's going on. So the next thing I notice it's a top of a guy! They do such a great job, it looks so real. I wanted to take a photograph of him but I was so shy, and it was so crowded at the mall. I was hiding behind people and took this pic, my friend was with me and she said if I was shy enough to do that I could ask her to take the pic. But nontheless I did not give up. April 2008

Breakaway by Arabian Oud {R}

Tied in traditions and promises, Of sincerity & long waited nights, Holding back till I could resist, Letting the soul bleed for long, But not anymore, Pinned down as a copy, I am not your average girl, I broke the cage and ran free, Voices calling me selfish, this and that, But none knew the real me, Your disheartened coz you lost, You thought you got me, Holding me, Sands slipped away when palms opened, I am free spirited yet so calm, These noises have surpassed my tolerance, Break away, voices chanting now, No, I don’t need to tell you again, Because it ain’t worth it no more, I know those words coming from you, Promising not to make the same mistake, But the next morning, it will be the same story, I cared enough for your existence, To hold you close to me for long, Never let you walk off like that, But you got it all wrong again, Overlooking my existence here, So I am running away silently, As you sleep and dream brightly, I am shattering your dreams apart, Breaking our promi...

Pain, shackles and a broken cage by Arabian Oud {R}

It's been ages since I last penned down something for the blog. I did happen to write a new poem, but didn't manage to post it yet, hopefully I will do so soon. This month's blog revolves around a lot of things, but specifically I would like to talk about 'the preception of depression and health conditions going wrong' by people who matter to us. For those people who have religiously read my blogs and known me through my writing, they must have certainly noticed that 'depression' has been the keyword in my works. It's very unfortunate that depression has been a very seen as a very 'complicated' issue. Like any other disease, it is a disease of the mind that begins to over take your existence, there are vicious cycles that cause paranoia and a lot more. When your in a relationship, people do not even bother to understand what your going through, they probably think ' depression' is a defense mechanism to cause fights. Depression like diab...