Thursday, 11 September 2014

Farewell My Almost Blogger...

I come across a few blogs, personal networks etc etc where the respective creators had dubbed their previous entries as "the old me".
I don't know if I am a 'new' me and if the 'old' me has packed up and left.
But suffice it to say that I also felt the need for a change in scenery, or dashboard as the case may be here.

I cannot help grimacing over the second last entry I posted. I don't even doubt that even you, dear reader, would disagree with me when I say it felt like the starting of promotional networking. But I am no star, I am no celebrity and I am no world renowned scholar. I am me.
And this 'me' has decided to make a new blog.

Also it has truly been A LONGGG TIME since I deactivated many of my previous networking sites. Instagram being the one I tend to visit, as often as one would go oil an old garden fence.

The blog is on Wordpress gasp What sacrilegious behaviour is this!? You say.
But many a Luna cycles have passed since this faithful wordboard was initiated and WordPress just felt like the right way to go.

Now... Lets be honest here, I was a truly terrible example of a punctual blogger.
I hope I fare better of over in the land of WordPress. Most likely not.

I do not have the heart to delete these entries, so I won't.
And if I post again on here, know that of course one is allowed to sit upon a childhood swing set. Watch the vista of the past with all the tarnishes of the present. I hope no skyscrapers block me from you, dear old me.


Monday, 7 October 2013

Thought of the Monday

YA is to books, what pop is to music.


Thursday, 3 October 2013

Revamped and Re Awoken Around The Web :)

Cred to

Trying to revamp my whole blogasphere.
Hoping I don't over do it, yet it does need doing, seeing the last post its been a year (and coming to a close of this one to boot).

I've become all sorts of "InstaCrazy" so if you feel like check out my Instagram here (and make sure to follow while your there! :-) )

Then there's my Twitter which I cant seem to shake off, no matter my mood. So for that I'm over here (need I explain what must be done once you're there?? ;D )

And finally being most important is my GoodReads account over here.

So if you feel like it come over and connect.
If not browse through my meagre posts or my Nov{elle} blog its in the 'pages above'

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

Return of the book

Yup the first time I picked up a book since I came back, and I landed full throttle into the land of Eli Monpress; Wizard and Thief. 

The Legend Of Eli Monpress by Rachel Aaron

Simply waiting for the final (and fifth) in the series now: The Spirits End

Thursday, 29 December 2011

Midnight Durood

Prayed durood in a circle around this. May Allaah make even the smallest deeds a means of success.
I didn't realise how people can neglect even the smallest thing.
Allaah is the most Merciful most Forgiving

x Peace

Thursday, 10 November 2011


When theirs really not much on the agenda all you can really hope to do is ask for what you may eventually regret and thus attain that which is expandable (for surely only if you have worked for something will you achieve success) or you may settle. stay. sigh. stillness. but know that commonly it is DEAD fish that go with the flow.
 When you are presented with a house
                 You unlock the door Not smash a window.

Good Luck

Monday, 18 April 2011

... Procrastination

Its something we do a lot,
Realise: I hate generalising....but
its it in arrogance,
stubbornness, self-righteousness, or simply not-in-the-mood
we procrastinate.

To be honest I have not a doctored answer
not someone with a pHd in psychology or
similar social science fields
but I do know myself
and I claim to know the humans around me,
obviously not to the mediocre level
....but then who but the One does?
Not even ourselves, we can't even diagnose our own feelings
much less our own pain
so what gives us the UN-urge?

The need to not be needed,
or the want to not want
perhaps even the prevention of sudden possibilities
Is it the innate wonders for self-preservation?
Maybe, perhaps.
These words procrastinate. I feel it
I see it. And to God I will never truly understand it.

Inadvisable. Disguises.
Certainly Detrimental.

Good Luck for the Summer to come x