“I knew we were kindred spirits from the first time I met you Sarah!
I may have been tempted to slap you a few times at first, and then
I fell in love with you instead. ” by Florence A.
The above statement was issued by a close friend of mine of many years. I do have that effect on people. Most people don’t make it to the second phase which will explain why I am still single. So I wouldn’t be surprised if any of you (readers) get offended by my Blogs/ Blobs and then if you get this sudden urge to slap me, please do know that in College I took some karate classes. However, the best self-defense method that worked out great for me while growing up was at the time of the dual, I would run to the nearest bedroom, lie on my back and use my both legs swirling and twirling around in the air to block any hostile attack. My sisters couldn’t get to me passed my legs actually I should say my feet as Big Foot was named after me.
Disclaimer by the Author (that would be me): If any one finds my blog offensive, or if I hurt your feelings please do know it will have no effect on me what so ever and I shall not apologize for it. This is just my opinion, doesn’t make it right or wrong.
Besides, how can I possibly offend you, when I don’t even know you? It amazes me everyday how many politicians, ordinary people, famous people spend time apologizing for one thing or another. Come on people why give that much power to someone so as to make your life miserable? Perhaps it was already miserable and you just had to put the blame on someone else. My suggestion, life is such, people are mean . World is cruel. Get over it and grow up for Heaven’s Sake. In any event, if I do end up making you cry then you can always hide behind your Mommy’s skirt.
I am a product of hard labour by the same manufacturer located in Pakistan. They designed seven of us in total. My Mom wanted a son so badly that she kept going on like an energized battery. Her prayers went to the Seventh Heaven and the seventh child turned out to be a boy, therefore you must know then we are six sisters. I rank number five. My sisters are all beautiful, well educated and more or less have the same looks and possess the same demeanor as each other. I, on the other hand am a little different. Okay I lied, a lot different. I have been informed that when I was born, I was literally a blue colour baby due to receiving some ultra radio-active rays while my Mom was still pregnant with me. Some in my family may debate that it damaged my brain too, but I beg to differ.
My sisters' complexion are light, we call it "fair-skinned" in Pakistan. With the passage of time, my blue colour turned into dark brown and slightly black. In the States it is called ' having a great tan', but back home it is associated with the lower class. I guess it started with my colour and it landed throughout in my defacto personality, I was just different in every possible way. One of my friends, in a moment of weakness wrote this about me (no, I did not pay her to do so).
Sarah, like a jewel, you are multifaceted with sides hidden when
others are in clear in sight, and so rare because I’ve never met anyone like you
Someone in your family dropped the mold and broke it, and that is the moral of the story as to why there is
only one of you.
Now people, personally I know dropping of a such mold had nothing to do with my arrival on this planet, perhaps I was conceived due to my Mother’s extra curricular activities with the Milk Man. Mother Mary and Sister Benedicta of St. Marys’ Convent School will validate this theory of mine. They always said while making a reference to my being disobedient, blunt and a rebellious child that I didn’t look or behave like any of the Piracha sisters.
Coming To America:
I came to the States almost two decades ago when I was among the Young and Restless and now I belong to the Bold and the Beautiful. I like to think I am aging gracefully. The ones who are not aging, well they are already dead.
I went to an English School, Catholic Convent School for ten years and then I have my B.A degree in International Affairs and Political Science from Kinaird College.
I enjoy camping, dancing, hiking and action movies. I am almost a gourmet
cook and I don't mind cooking as long as someone else does the dishes. I also enjoy Italian and French Opera (Only because I don't know what they are saying nor do I care to find out).
I have a dry sense of humour (I don't know what this means) but I use it anyway as most people don't get my humour. I know it is not abnormal because I make people laugh, (unless they are abnormal too) and a wet sense of humor just didn't sound right, I had heard of dry humour and I decided to use it for myself. When I say something off the wall, and I get all the stares, I say oh I have such a dry sense of humour. It must be true because then they all smile nodding their heads. Affirmative.
I am kind, sweet, have a great heart yet a little feisty, with me one knows where they stand. I am cursed with empathy where if I pay attention I can actually feel your physical or emotional pain. It was bringing me down. People are really depressed, I found out. Sometimes I want to smack them around and tell them to snap out of it. Instead of turning to the act of violence, I learned to tune myself out. They keep talking and I keep nodding my head and once in a while I will utter the words like : oh really, I am so sorry, oh you poor thing and I give them my water proof shoulder to cry upon. I must have given great advice somehow to most people as they still keep coming back for more. Did I mention that none of them have tried to jump off a window after talking with me? ( not yet anyway.)
My Inner Goddess:
I know Shakespeare had me on his mind when he wrote " In thy face I see honour, truth and loyalty" (somewhere he forgot to add beauty and intelligence). His endorsement must be valid as I used it in a job interview when asked to tell them about myself. Either that or it could have been my answer to dealing with the stress at work 'intrigued' the good Doctor, therefore I became his Office Administrator. I had replied to him that I would go home and slip into my bath tub and say "Calgon take me away".
I Keep Telling Myself:
I am the best thing that ever happened to the opposite sex. They just don't know it yet.
My friend Jay, said to me once that it took him good five years to get used to me. I was too afraid to ask him what he meant by it, so I took it as a compliment.
Some say for past few years I have been quite difficult at times. I tell them I have been suffering from long-term PMS.
Ps: My disclaimer is good for all my future BLAH, BLAH and some more BLAH-S. Also do know that English is my second language therefore I may be whispering sweet nothings , however to someone else the sound might be a bit different and offensive.
Stay tuned as Days of Sarah’s life moves to some dating challenges, life in San Francisco, advise on Alpha men, mean -useless women and on to a road I hardly travelled…which is Pakistan.