Category Archives: Humour

  1. Faramir and Me


    30/10/2014 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Just because I think I’m like Faramir it doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m saying that my dad is Lord Denethor. …
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  2. The Sandwich Chronicles


    11/09/2014 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    This is an extract of a conversation that took place last night at out Bookhad chatroom. There is Utkarsha, Sameen, …
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  3. Dumbing Down a Nation


    10/09/2014 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    A couple of days back I was having a conversation with a friend about how certain movie directors, actors, writers …
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  4. Y U No Travel LIKE.A.BOSS


    19/06/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I’ve always wanted to write about travelers who walk the length of a train with their toothbrush sticking out of …
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  5. Guess who’s back?


    24/05/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Me. My blog’s been as bare as Salman Khan’s chest and, frankly speaking, I don’t like it. I was away. …
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Aamil Syed

Delusions of grandeur

The Mundane

Finding the extraordinary in the ordinary.


...a whole buncha Tian'ness.


book reviews and more...

The Musing Quill

A Blog on Writing, Poetry, Short Stories and Books.


لفلسطين الحرية

Murphy's Law

Musings from a Literacy Coach

Literature Is My Porn

"She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live."

Three Magical

Welcome to the inside of my head.

Redeem the Thought

because thoughts become movements


Publishers of Fine Verse from India


"After all, tomorrow is another day."

Getting Loquacious

About life and everything else!


Bridge the Gap , Bring the Change

| Ramble On |

And now's the time, the time is now, to sing my song

Unbound Boxes Limping Gods

The writer gives life to a story, the reader keeps it alive.

Ashish Shakya

Writer. Stand-up comic. General idiot for hire.

schizophrenic dreams

It is Dark, and I like it that way...

necessary means

occasional outbursts on art, philosophy, and life


... well we're going to die anyway!

Pulp & Fiction

We all change when you think about it. We’re all different people, all through our lives, and that’s okay, that’s good. You gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.

reading interrupted.

because reading also involves the way your head rests on your hand as you lean over a book, the damp mark you leave on a page when reading in the tub, or being interrupted by a

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Sharing knowledge benificial for duniya & akhira

Dad, the idiot

anchoring households for thousands of years

Yeha, Whatever.

(This blog looks boring, intentionally.)

My Musings

Simply Put....its a conglomeration of my thoughts as & when they occur