I am: a misunderstood person.
I think: about certain people all the time.
I know: about my weaknesses but can’t correct them.
I want: to be free of fears.
I have: a strong faith and I feel good about it.
I wish: that my ‘dream(s)’ come true.
I hate: nothing in particular.
I miss: loved ones.
I fear: losing loved ones.
I feel: a lot of things. Sensitivity you know!
I hear: birds chirping. It’s spring here.
I smell: crap everywhere.
I crave: genuine praise and love.
I search: for truth.
I wonder: when will I grow up.
I regret: don’t regret much actually.
I love: certain people who matter.
I ache: seeing people looting and plundering the country.
I care: about the people I really love.
I always: remember good conversations.
I am not: what people usually think.
I believe: in love.
I dance: when I get really crazy and I am sure no one is watching.
I sing: when I am really bored or excited.
I cry: at times.
I don’t always: trust what people say.
I fight: for my rights.
I write: when I feel like. Nothing is planned.
I win: when I am determined and lady luck is on my side.
I lose: patience quite easily.
I never: deliberately hurt anyone.
I confuse: two basic feelings with each another.
I listen: to latest songs that are appealing in some way.
I can usually be found: in the odd places.
I am scared: of losing.
I need: too many things.
I am happy about: lots of things but then we are never satisfied.
I wasn’t tagged. I got it from here
Dear friends consider yourself tagged





















“I wonder: when will I grow up.”,
i’ve been wondering the same thing since long … do tell me when you figure it out ..
btw … thanks for the pingback ..
By: @nks on February 23, 2009
at 5:22 am
I am: A positive person.
I think: about sweet things to eat a lot of the time
I know: that life will give me what is good for me.
I want: to be able to slim down and still be able to eat sweets.
I have: a strong faith in Allah.
I wish: that I could go back in time and rewrite my life a bit. Undo some bad decisions.
I hate: people who lie to me.
I miss: my best friend.
I fear: that I may hurt the ones that I love.
I feel: that being a mother is my ultimate goal in life!
I hear: the radio a lot – trying to cut down on it and trying to listen to my own toughts now.
I smell: a lot of things that make me reach out for my inhalers – I can smell trouble from a mile off!
I crave: chocolate cake sometimes in the middle of the night!
I search: for nothing anymore – I just accept what comes my way.
I wonder: if I am bringing my kids up right!
I regret: not being a better mom when the kids were smaller.
I love: my kids the most in the whole world.
I ache: sometimes when I feel that I should be a better parent than I am at the moment.
I care: about humanity.
I always: try to not let my friends down and to support them.
I am not: generally a hypocrite – I am pretty straight forward and peaceful by nature. I am not over possessive or overly jealous either.
I believe: in being real and practical in life.
I dance: very rarely and prefer a brisk walk instead.
I sing: never anymore – used to sing a lot for friends in school and college. I sing only when asked to sing – and my voice is not good anymore.
I cry: when I pray to God.
I don’t always: get to an appointment on time.
I fight: for the rights of my family.
I write: when I am stressed out or bored.
I win: when Allah wants me to win – If its not good for me, I am stopped from entering a competition in the first place.
I lose: perspective sometimes when I am depressed and feel helpless.
I never: eat with my mouth open.
I confuse: people when I dont want them to be able to read me.
I listen: to all friends who need a shoulder to cry on.
I can usually be found: sitting at my laptop these days.
I am scared: of almost nothing.
I need: some peace of mind sometimes.
I am happy about: my present life and circumstances – I wouldnt change much unless my hubby is unhappy about it.
If he is unhappy, we change everything untill his satisfaction level is reached.
By: Asma Ahsan on February 23, 2009
at 5:26 am
Quite a detailed tag post which could be synonymous to an essay about oneself; the most difficult of all the essays I’d ever write
Nice revelations! Ah! the chirping of birds!
By: Aadil on February 23, 2009
at 6:52 am
Aadi – mera bhi padh lo! Please note consistent reference to chocolate cake in there.
By: Asma Ahsan on February 23, 2009
at 2:21 pm
@nks: Will let you know when I figure out
Asma: Nice answers. I think you are a very dedicated mother. So don’t feel otherwise.
Aadil: Thanks!
By: Ayesha on February 23, 2009
at 3:51 pm
@Asma Jee … Yes, I can so relate to you in this aspect.
Milk-chocolates of cadbury is a love that I cannot ever relinquish
By: Aadil on February 24, 2009
at 6:52 am
I dont know what they put in chocolate to make it so addictive! Once should check its chemical composition.
By: Asma Ahsan on February 26, 2009
at 6:58 am
LOVE as we take it is just a myth, spread by story tales!
I am back between, nice to see you are up and posting good!
By: shine87 on February 26, 2009
at 7:06 pm