For the new year…

I could take up smoking and then quit smoking… that would be an accomplishment. I’ve always wanted to quit smoking.

Okay, the real stuff now:

  1. Smile more.
  2. Talk less.

That’s all I can think of right now… might add more as I think of them…

note: I don’t smoke, I never have. Infact, I really really dislike (hate) it when I see friends light up a smoke.

I used to rhyme

No really. I did. I used to rhyme and write poem like things. Not that I was any good. But I used to try. This is way back, like in grade 8 and early high school.

You know I could have done something real cheesy. I could have slid in a rhyme in the title, or within the post itself. But I didn’t, good on me.

I wonder why I stopped.

good looks are for pretty people…

can’t put 2 and two together…

Eventful Week

Wow, definately an eventful week.

It started off pretty much like last week, I was going to work late. My alarm clock is still set to the time when I was getting to work at 8am. But lately for some reason I don’t feel like waking up at that time. I wake up, change the alarm clock to wake me up later. And then at night I set the alarm clock back to the early wake up time. And then repeat.

Anyway, week was going pretty much the same as before (which is not all that bad actually), up until Wednesday night. I was working late and left the office around 7:45ish, last one out apparently, or I set the alarm on some poor soul. On subway ride back home I start doing card flourishes which garnered some attention from people around. Particularly the lady sitting across from me, she seemed to be Guyanese, in her 30s, married. I started doing magic with the cards, I’m not going to describe what I did here, but I did 3 different effects. And when I finished the third one I looked up and she had a huge smile on her face, she looked around as if to see if anyone else had witnessed what she just saw. She took her headphones off and started saying “that was amazing, that was amazing”. She must have repeated that sentence at least 5 or 6 times. All I could say was “thank you”. As she left the train she said, “that was amazing, you have a great day”.

Wow, to be able to affect some stranger without directly communicating with them is amazing. I wish there was a way I could share this feeling with others. I can just relate the story, but it comes out as if I’m saying “look how cool I am, I did such such and so”. But that’s not what I’m trying to say. I’m not even sure what I’m trying to say. But the feeling I get from making someone witness something amazing (their own words) is great, and I wish there was an easy way of sharing that. Either way, may Allah bless her soul, she made my day with her reaction as much as I did her’s with my magic.

That was Wednesday. On Thursday, I’m stilled pumped up from the subway magic experience and I go play squash. So far so good. Played a couple of games and then in the third or fourth game I took a raquet to the upper lip. This is also a feeling that’s hard to share. It all happened so quickly. I hit my shot and was heading back to the “T”, however the ball was also coming back near the “T”, the opposing player took his shot, I was standing behind him and got jolted in the face during the follow-through. This experience is painful. I can only liken this pain to getting hit in the face with a swinging raquet.

My glasses flew off as a result of the contact. My first thoughts away from the pain were, “oh my God, my vision is blurry!!! Wait, no that’s okay my glasses flew off.”. Second thoughts were, “Okay, do I still have all my teeth.” I ran my tongue along my teeth and although there was pain, there were no missing teeth, praise the Lord. Then I noticed the bleeding, which made me laugh. I was thinking, “okay, just when I feel my week is getting better, I get whacked in the face. Is there anything funnier than this? Should I be taking some sort of message away from this? Is this God smacking me in the face here?”. And that made my laugh. I’m sure it seemed as if I was trying to act “manly” after getting hit, but that’s not why I was laughing, or trying to chuckle.

Doc said I should go to emergency and get stitches, I asked him if it was necessary. He said it wasn’t but it would leave a scar if I didn’t. Since the gash was on the inside of my mouth I passed on the stitching. My friends, however had a field day with the whole thing. “How do you recognize Adnan in a crowd?”, “Bad hair-do and glasses”. “Now it’s bad hair-do, glasses and a fat lip”. Funny. Actually it is funny. Apart from the fact that it kinda hurts when I try to smile or laugh. But I gather this shouldn’t last too many days.

Friday, I finally get to work early. A first time in a 3 or so weeks. Apparently I ended up making an inappropriate comment at the companny lunch meeting gathering. I was unaware of the proper context and didn’t know at the time that my comment could possibly be taken as inappropriate. Not sure how the other people took it, there seemed to be a few “hahas” from the crowd. Meh.

I left work early, met up with a friend (Irfan) and headed to Eaton’s Center. My first time at this place. Just a big mall, although the Christmas Tree was quite beautiful. Either way, the reason we were at this mall was to get contacts. The ones meant for the eyes. I haven’t had my eyes checked in a few years now, so I had to do that. At the eye doctor’s office, I was waiting to be called in, so I use this time to explain to Irfan the Wednesday subway magic incident. There were other patients waiting as well. I performed exactly what I performed on the subway and it got great reactions, from Irfan and from the folks who were watching.

The doctor calls me in and sees the cards in my hands. I guess these days people immediately equate seeing a deck of cards with poker. “You play poker? Texas Holdem?”, he asks. “No, actually, I do card magic.”. He starts talking about Chris Angel, and how some of the things he does doesn’t seem like magic since there’s the camera involved. I agreed with him, why even bother doing effects that people will think are camera tricks? I told him that I would show him some magic after we were done. After the initial checkup, he put some liquid in my eyes and asked me to wait outside again. So back in the waiting area, I start playing with the cards, and then I was ready to be called back in. The doc says, “Okay, show us what you have.” He calls over the receptionist as well, and there were the other patients who were waiting. I performed my latest card routine, and it got very good reactions. One of the things I said while performing was, “Now, you see the 2 of diamonds, but if I wave it like this, you start to see the Ace of diamonds. I don’t know, but you’re the eye doctor here.”

Good times. Irfan later told me that as I was performing, he was feeling nervous for me. Hahaha. He’s only see me perform for people that he knows. This was the first time he’s seen me performing magic for strangers. He said, “Now I know what you go through”. Yeah, it’s not easy being me. There are somethings that are so easy to do and say, and then there are other things that I just can’t bring myself to do and say. I guess that goes for everyone. So it’s not easy being anyone. But then I do magic on top of that. So it’s not easy being me.

I also learned that I had astigmatism. Apparently this was being corrected by the glasses I was wearing. The doctor showed me how I would see things if my glasses didn’t correct the astigmatism. It was blurry. My contacts have to be a different shape to correct the astigmatism and this costs extra. Apparently there is no magician’s discount.

Wearing contacts is a whole new feeling. To be able to see clearly at all angles is crazy! Generally I move only my eyes to see something in my peripheral vision, like a clock on the wall. Since my glasses aren’t in between the clock and my eyes at that point, the clock seems blurry. But with contacts, I can move just my eyes and see things clearly. Wow.

I’m still getting used to the way I look without the glasses. I think my face has taken shape around wearing glasses. I’ve had them since I was in grade 6 or so (not the same pair). I bet it must be wierd for others who are used to me wearing glasses as well. I’m supposed to wear the contacts everyday for a week for some focus check or something. It’ll be interesting to see how that goes.

All in all, an eventful week.

keep your friends close, your enemies closer and your affairs closed

Cell Phone Ringtone?

For the longest time I used the normal default ringtone on my cell. I like my gadgets, but I’m not a gadget freak, I don’t soup up my mp3 player or cell phone in anyway. And up until now didn’t even think about changing my ringtone.

Now that I have decided to make the move, there are a number of tunes I have to choose from. I’ve cut out the bits of music from my mp3 collection. These are the first 8 tunes, I didn’t narrow down to these, they’re simply the first ones I’ve started with. But these will do for now… ah, but which one of these? Here they are, in no particular order:

  1. Don Theme [Listen]
  2. Dhoom Theme [Listen]
  3. Roobaroo from Rang De Basanti [Listen] – Note: includes vocals
  4. Kehdu Tumhe from Deewar [Listen]
  5. Main Yahaan Hoon from Veer-Zaara[Listen] – Note: includes vocals
  6. Yuhi Chala from Swades [Listen]
  7. Tere Liye from Veer-Zaara [Listen]
  8. Kehdu Tumhe (start) from Deewar [Listen]

Can’t really seem to put my finger on any one of these…

magic for kids…

Hmmm… not sure how I feel about this right now. I did a little “show” for a group of scouts, a number of adults were present as well. Scouts were aged 7 to 13 years old.

I’m actually disappointed in myself. I wasn’t able to get the children into it. I chose the wrong effects I think. I probably shouldn’t have taken out a deck of cards… Messing up a few effect didn’t help either I think. Overall I think I was getting more gasps than claps, and I don’t know if that’s a good thing with children. I didn’t give them a reason to be excited.

I chickened out. I planned to do the cups and balls, but I ended with a not so great card effect. I chickened out. That sucks.

It wasn’t all bad, I gave out a magic wand to a scout who volunteered for the first effect. Handed out candy at the end, probably the most memorable part of the entire thing. Maybe I should have done that at the start. hah. or lol.

Although at the end, three scouts gathered around me and started asking questions. “Are you going to be back?”, “Is this the only time you’ll be here this year?”. That was nice.

One of them really wanted to know how one of the tricks was done. I told him it took a lot of practice and telling him how it’s done isn’t going to do anything. I told him I would show him something else and tell him how it’s done. After I was done, I explained the power of misdirection and how it enhances your magic. He was misdirected even as I explained the trick.

I hope some of the children enjoyed it, I’m pretty sure there were some who didn’t. Which means I didn’t do my job. So I am disappointed at that. I don’t know if I’m made for doing magic for children.

That and I chickened out.


curiosity killed a cat, I killed four


how much is a laugh worth? what is the price of a smile?

It’s funny, sometimes I just despise the sound of laughter. There are moments where it makes my ears uncomfortable. And on the other side of the coin, there are moments where I can’t get enough of that sound, where it becomes contagious and energizes everyone around.


a slow and painful death? or a slow and painful life?

is that a cell phone ring or did someone just win a prize?

Main Pal Do Pal

It’s very apt that I start with this song. It’s not my absolute favourite, but it’s the one song I can say somewhat defines what I think of myself.

main pal do pal ka shaayar huun
pal do pal meri kahaani hai
pal do pal meri hasti hai
pal do pal meri jawaani hai
main pal do pal ka shaayar huun
mujhse pahale kitne shaayar aaye aur aakar chale gaye
kuch aahen bharkar laut gaye
kuch nagme gaakar chale gaye
voh bhi ek pal ka qissa tha
main bhi ek pal ka qissa huun
kal tumse judaa ho jaa’uunga
voh aaj tumhaara hissa huun
main pal do pal ka shaayar huun

kal aur aa’enge nagmon ki
khilti kaliyaan chunnevaale
mujhse behatar kahanevaale
tumse behatar sunnevaale
kal koi mujhko yaad kare
kyon koi mujhko yaad kare
masaruuf zamaana mere liye
kyon vaqt apna barbaad kare
main pal do pal ka shaayar huun</span>

I am a poet for a moment or two
my story is for a moment or two
my existence is for a moment or two
my youth is for a moment or two
I am a poet for a moment or two
look at all the poets before me that have come and gone
some just sighed and returned
some sang and went away
their story was just for a moment in time
my story is also just for a moment in time
I am a part of you today
that will part from you tomorrow
I am a poet for a moment or two

tomorrow there will be more poets
that will pick out fresh and new poems
those that will recite better than I do
those that will listen better than you do
will anyone miss me tommorow?
why would anyone miss me?
why would this busy world
waste their time for me?
I’m a poet just for a moment or two</span>

you have the eyes of the beholder

as they say, ugly people think alike

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