Tag

So heres your tag awais :)

Here are the rules:
* You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of their middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.
* When you are tagged you need to write your own blog-post containing your own middle name game facts.
* At the end of your blog-post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag.
* Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged.

I dont use it but Chaudhry is my surname, so Shahid becomes my middle name

S Solitude
Most of my time pased alone in childhood. I was shy...quiet, wouldnt mix up with my cousins...quiet, wouldnt play with my age fellows, quiet. I was the odd one out, didnt like sports and playing in the streets at all and people said you are arrogant (pick up the new definition fellows: if you are quiet/shy you are arrogant) But it was good. It gave me time...to think, to figure out things...to develop my inclinations. And I think that whatever I have developed into today that is largely because of the silent period I have passed. Had it been different I would have been different today. (hey but now I talk and I laugh, and I laugh and I talk :) )

H Hafeez Khan Talwandi
For opening for me the doors of a new world (finally....the long awaited) near which my aptitude took me. I remember the first day. I got unbearably excited largely because of the Tanpura. The magic which oozes out from it pierced me like some nuclear radiations and they did not have any sign board outside the door saying 'Beware of the high intensity radiations inside'. And I did well. A guy who had been learning before me wasnt given the chance to sing at a concert, I was. About me he once said a punjabi proverb (when I made some Palta (a music terminology) myself) which means roughly that if you touch a film or a drop of oil on the surface of water, it spreads out, on the other hand no matter how hard you strike leather, it doesnt expand, it shrinks even more. He said I am like oil.
Though I am still very far away from perfection and get very little time to practise but I love to, whenever I can.

A Aveda Kadevra
I have always been interested in mysterious,eccentric things. Death is intimidating and exciting for me at the same time. Having died quite a few times in my own dreams, I cannot forget the sight of my grandma departing permanently infront of me. At another time I saw near death, and it was terrible. I get to know some things before hand based on hints. Once during childhood, I learnt some simple 'magical' tricks from a book and performed them infront of my cousins. They were flabbergasted :) I believe in astrology and palmistry (yeah..most of them are fake but there are some true possessors of this knowledge) Be it the Nienty of Qudratullah Shahab or the street magics of David Blaine and David Copperfield or dr. Attya of Alakhnagri, anything odd is exciting for me and I would like to know and learn these things :)

H Hospital
Well...by that I mean the medical studies I am undertaking. Though I am in second year now but I know that half of the rest of my life would be passing in hospitals. Dissecting and tearing open dead bodies everyday, cutting away the hands, arms and legs, digging out the eyes, breaking the jaws, splitting open the skulls, snatching away the hearts, lungs and livers of the poor cadavers does affect your life somehow :)

I Inquisitiveness
I am...very much...about the things I like. Always trying to know more, the people, society, music, everything. Everything that clicks me and makes me utter 'Wow!'

D Depression
For various reasons. Foremost is faliure, be it of any kind. Then sometimes it comes without any reason, a sudden inexplicable desire to cry, to run away, to burst apart. Sometimes due to lack of knowledge about life. 'Why and from where have we come and where shall we go' like questions. Sometimes when at night I sit in my room....quiet....alone and I feel myself a nonliving object just like the lamp, the books, the bed, the chairs in my room. Sometimes they scare me. When I feel the nothingness of myself in this vast universe and then Im scared of myself so much so that I feel like crying. Sometimes bloodshed and war going on in the world and hatred brings such a feeling and its the worst feeling.


And I tag:

S Sir Jawwad
H ---
A Asad Malik
H ---
I Illusionist
D Dilshad Muneeb