After, my friend Sara’s husband, Ali made her, Baby Khan and me homemade whip cream and salted caramel hot chocolate:
Me: Wow, Ali, you are the best dad ever!!
Sara:…you know he’s not my dad, right?…
My friend, Sara, just introduced me to the Pakistani drama, Humsafar, tonight. I’ve been hearing about from practically all the Pakistani girls I follow on Twitter. One of my friend filled me on the premise but I’ve still been intrigued, no doubt, by a drama that seems to captivate the aunties and the young girls, FOBs and Americans alike.
I asked her if we could check an episode out, so we started at episode 4 and to be quite honest, I was yawning. But then, the end of episode rolled up and Bam! I was hooked when homegirl, Khirad, started to stand up for herself.
Now, I understand the fascination…
I just need mad translations because Pakistani Urdu is way different from the Indian Hinglish I know hahha
I love the first of January, the significance of starting anew, leaving (or at least attempting) old habits behind, testing new ones, but most importantly, moving forward.
It’s so easy to take advantage of time and forget how much has changed within a year.
A year ago, if you had told me I was going to be living in New York City, meeting and working with some of the most incredibly talented people in the world; I would have slapped your face in for playing with my emotions and making fun of my dreams like that.
I really do believe if you truly want something so bad, God/ the Universe/ whatever you believe in will open the doors and clear the roads for you. It’s just up to you to decide what the next move is.
It’s just amazing how hard it is to be an optimist in this world, you have cynics every where. I remember on my formspring I had some people making fun of me calling myself an actress because I hadn’t “been in anything.”
When I was younger, I would have thought “making it” meant being on the covers of magazines and it all the box office hits but now I know it means having talent and being respected by your peers, even the rest of the world has no clue who you are.
That’s all I want now, to be happy concentrating and doing what I love. If you want to knock me for it, that’s fine but at the end of the day, you do you and I’ll do me.
My New Year’s Resolutions:
The Overall Year Ones:
1. The usual: Lose weight
Only doing it properly; eating right, working out more, & keeping the curves I love.
Oh, and DRINK MORE WATER!!
Starting weight: 122 lbs
Goal weight: 110 lbs
Extra Credit Goal: 105 lbs
[Melanie Iglesias is totally my thinspiration *sigh*]
2. Blog more!!
At least once a week. I miss writing and I want to do things a little different then I did before. All the blogs I love do the “Outfits of the Day” but I have to wear a uniform for Sephora & all black for See so my clothes are always nondescript haha so I’m actually going to do “Makeup Of the Day” since I get to experiment everyday.
3. Be more responsible:
Schedule in my calendar, learn to budget, and just stop being lazy! This city and time do not wait for anyone!
4. Pray more.
I honestly feel like there are so many blessings in my life and I’m not thanking the Lord enough 😦
5. Stay in touch more with my family & loved ones.
I’m horrible at this and I need to be better at it…
The “Fun” Ones:
1. Buy my first Louboutins (on my own penny)
2. Learn how to put fake lashes on, by myself, fluidly & perfectly
3. Finally try my first Laudree macaroons
4. Read again, one book a month
5. Give people a reason to remember my name….
Today is the last day on Earth…
(calm down, calm down)
…in the year, 2011.
This year has been bittersweet with adventures I would have never thought possible:
- I moved to New York City (duh, no really?)
[Chinatown w/ my sister]
[59th Columbus Circle in the midst of the heatapocalypse]
- Got a job working at not just any Sephora, but one in Time Square that is also a strategy store for the company (meaning they test out awesome projects before having the rest of the stores take part).
[The first day we had to wear red ribbons for the Holidays]
- Made it as a blip in the news world by “saving” New York Times’ writer, Brian Stetler, from potential online humiliation.
- Watched my sister get married in the most beautiful wedding ceremony to her best friend.
[yeah, we’re totally fake laughing, it was awkward, not that you can tell, right?]
- I got to be Kim Kardashian’s stand-in for Lucky magazine but also meet her (even if it was like 7.8 seconds-literally!)
[At the Lucky office]
[Meet & Greet at Bloomingdale’s for the release of her jewelry line]
[Right after meeting her (we weren’t allowed to take pics). I have mad respect for the girl, the whole time I was talking she looked me in the eye and treated me like I was the only who came to meet her. She didn’t have to do that, esp. after she knew I had bought her earrings.]
- Been to so many amazing places I use to read about when I use to dream about being in this city.
[At the Alexander McQueen exhibit in MoMA and namesake of this blog]
[The restaurant from Seinfeld, my cousin made me take him there hahahaa]
All of these are awesome events I’m so so grateful for. That’s what I love about this city, you can wake up with one plan for the day and end up doing something amazingly different.
But there is one event I know that will forever define 2011 for me…
When I was born, my father was stationed in the Rose Barracks. My mother is the youngest in her family, so my grandparents came to help out with her first baby. My grandfather had been a heavy smoker so the day I came home, he lit up a cigarette like he normally did, right? Well, my dad told him since there’s a new baby in the house, he would have to smoke outside. My grandfather, thinking nothing of it, went outside and realized that no cigarette would be able to keep him warm in the middle of that German winter, making him inevitably quit smoking. So, from there on, he would always announce on my birthday that I “saved” his life.
My grandfather passed away on November 3rd, twenty days before my birthday. There was no other birthday wish I wanted more then just to hear him tell that story one more time. I really am missing him, more then I could prepare myself to.
I’ve written before that my grandfather wasn’t famous or rich but he made key choices to make sure his children, especially his daughters, would be taken care of. I’ll forever be in debt to him for the extraordinary lives my siblings, cousins, and I get to live.
But it’s important to remember the lives people have lived then to remember how they left, so I’m not going to dwell on the sadness of his passing. I know I can always find him in my heart and in my memories, with time never passing.
It’s time to look forward, use the pain and the happiness to propel us into 2012.
Words can not describe how proud I am of my cousin, Asif, who made his television debut last week on NBC’s “Up All Night”. It’s incredible to see where his career as a comedian and actor has taken him. It seems like yesterday I would get dragged to watch him perform at Zanies (which he always killed, it was sitting through the DOA comedians’ sets I hated) and now he’s working alongside Maya Rudolph and Christina Applegate! *heart swell*
He played an applicant who was being interviewed to replace a really aloof assistant to Maya Rudoplh’s Oprahesque character on the show.
I know it’s only onwards up from here on out!
And of course, I just had to make screencaps of his performance. You can check out my wittle cutie baby cousin make his tv debut on Hulu!!
I always get like seizures of happiness when I see American stars embracing Bollywood’s stars. I’ve grown up with both cultures and it’s just really inspiring to see both worlds coming together.
And true to form, Lady Gaga, never seizes to amaze me, so I didn’t except any less when she brought her world tour to India. She even did a special rendition of “Marry The Night” with a sitar.
I’m absolutely in love with this new version, it’s just so captivating now backed with the sitar and slower. Although I am annoyed by the aunty in the video who just won’t stfu. Seriously, aunty? Even at a concert, you still have to keep talking? -_-
Lady Gaga begins a day of interviews in front of India’s entertainment press. Throughout the day she learned that ga means to sing in Hindi. “So in Hindi, I guess my name is Lady to sing-to sing”
“Lady Gaga celebrating her first performance in India with Bollywood stars Arjun Rampal and Shah Rukh Khan. She later tweeted ‘Screw Hollywood, it’s all about Bollywood'” The picture that was retweeted a million times over by Desi Monsters worldwide, myself included, real talk.
“Lady Gaga, surrounded by her dancers, prays before she takes the stage in India. She performed five songs, including an exclusive piano and sitar performance of Marry The Night.”
She just looks sp classic and refined in the following pictures.
For me, this is the Gaga I love the most.
You simply can’t do wrong in the right sari 😉
Photographed by Jamie-James Medina
I also want to include that she visited an orphan for HIV positive children in Delhi and requested that no media cover it.