Why Jane Bravo?
- janebravo
- One dark and boring night in 2005, sitting alone thinking about life and how weird it is, Sarah Dawood/ Drama wrote her first blogpost as Jane Bravo. What started out as a private ranting space, slowly and gradually evolved into the current blog, which talks about many events, things, and feelings. Just like all of Sarah's other social media platforms, also about many events, things, and feelings --- Instagram: thesarahdawood | snapchat: thesarahdawood | twitter: @SarahDawood | facebook: /groups/TheCoddiwomple
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Surviving 2007 *phew*
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Heart and Nerve and Sinew
It is when you reach here that you are hit by the realisation that you have 'lost'. You break, bleed, shatter. You stand alone here. Your friends left you when you weren't paying attention to their tricks. Your enemies leave, knowing you are wasted, that you will fight them no more- that they have defeated you. You lie alone on the floor of your deluded, distorted dreams- with no strength in you, barely breathing, your head bowed, not to hide your tears, displaying your numb shame; frozen and blue.
You feel you have lost your pride, your face, your dreams, your value, your soul, you almost cease to exist in your own sphere...
Time heals all things, and with the passage of it, your misery thaws; And after the realization that "All is lost", you come to the understanding that you have nothing left to lose. This becomes your power. That is the dawn after a dark, stormy, painful, seemingly endless night!
" If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!' "
So, when all is lost, and there is nothing left to lose, let me fight the battle one last time...
-JB
Friday, November 09, 2007
"Invictus"
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Phenomenal Woman
They think I'm telling lies.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
The words of Ayn Rand
*Rationality is the recognition of the fact that nothing can alter the truth and nothing can take precedence over the act of perceiving it.*
*That which you call your soul or spirit is your consciousness, and that which you call 'free will' is your mind's freedom to think or not, the only will you have, your only freedom, the choice that controls all the choices you make and determines your life and your character.*
I read an article online - '30 things to do before you turn 30'. Interestingly enough, 'Read books' such as "The Fountainhead" and "Atlas Shrugged" was listed in the top five things to do before you turn 30! Why am I not surprised... The writings of Ayn Rand project a way of life and how to justify the life you lead. To feel at peace with your choices. If you haven't read Rand yet, I recommend you do so NOW- doesn't matter if you're over three decades! ;)
-JB
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Abstractions
Saturday, October 06, 2007
The Soulmate Theory
I feel that it is then fair to say that if one does find his/ her soulmate, and the match is not acceptable as per the rules of society we live in, and are judged by, the encounter will leave us with a lifetime of profound sadness and depression as there is no possibility of resolution.
I do.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Karachi, 12-05-2007
Karachi is once again bearing the brunt of the bloody rivalry between various political parties and government conspirers. In a matter of three hours, a 'rally' has been transformed into a 'bloody day'. There is an air of fear, shock and confusion:
- Innocent people are being killed, shot, and terrorized.
- Injured people are unable to be taken to the hospitals owing to the roads being blocked.
- A petrol station has been set to fire.
- More than 15 vehicles have been torched.
I am sad and pained to see innocent blood shed this way. I am sad that I am a Pakistani. I am sad that such an illiterate and irresponsible country is my homeland. The painful stories of those who gave up all to create this country for us, make me wonder what they would feel had they been alive today to watch us kill our own innocent brothers instead of our enemies...
-JB
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Music to my ears ;)
Hmmm.... Lots of songs playing in my head these past few days.... Mostly from the 80's, primarily reminding me of those brilliant 'limsical' moments that have gone by.
Music is a healer, you know. It keeps us in a bubble. Helps to soothe the nerves, and to calm our soul. Helps us ponder, and wonder- what lies in the mysterious future, what could have been different in our personal histories.
Well, incase you're in an intense mood like me :)
...Do listen to:
Brothers in Arms by Dire Straits
It'll hit the spot, I tell ya!
If not the lyrics, then the soulful twanging of the guitar...
Cheers!
-JB