2014

Standard

Fell in love

Broke up

Got depressed

Wrote

Lost friends

Made new friends

Drank

Smoked

MDMA

Partied

Realizations

A benefit turned bitter

Went through phases

Learned the difference between infatuation and love

Got employed

Overdosed

EC

Cut wrists

Accidents

Wrote a lot more

Got a guitar

Head over heels in love again

Depression

Anxiety

Got jealous

Hated people

Called quits on life

Made connections

Still searching for God

Developed patience

Cried

Traveled the oceans

Spent days at airport

Met new people

Got new insights on life

Worked out

Danced

Got to know pain

Got to know happiness

Stranded&Abandoned

Kindness from strangers

Learned to keep my mouth shut at times

Passed 1st year of school

Learned who my real friends are

Got into international projects

Developing guts to pour my heart out to him-someday!

Witnessed how brave I was

Fell apart

Talked my heart out

Loved immensely

Laughed

Psychedelia. S

Grew up

Discovered awesome bands

and finally,

If I had a chance I’d do it all over again

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About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m Sheher Bano Zafar and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

4 responses »

    • Haha, no! this wasn’t a poem. I sum up my journey of the year in small words that I remember. 2014 was the year I went through all of this.

      I like to keep a track of what I learned and what made me what I am. I’m glad you liked it.

      • Hope 2015 is a great year for you. I hope you do write a ‘2015’ piece like ‘2014’. It’s good to keep track of how you are doing and how your year was and your growth.

  1. Wait a minute here, Cut wrists, overdosing and crying don’t sound good to me. You take good care of yourself Bano don’t you ever think about harming yourself by cutting yourself or overdosing because you are worth so much and are so special. Such a beautiful young girl and such a kind young girl. If anything remember your thousands of fans that love you. When you feel bad know you always have them and me. We love you and love your writing and appreciate you. Keep up the writing and be kind to yourself. When you are having bad thoughts talk to your friends. You can talk to me if you want. I’ll listen and try to help. Just an offer. Alright take good care of yourself and 2015 will be a great year for you hopefully we see more of your writing published this year.

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