A HOLIDAY UPSTATE NY
Maybe the control freak owner of the B&B could have asked his guests,"What would you like for breakfast, ladies and gentlemen?" like they do it in England.
England is the place from where this concept of B&B started.
They always ask you, "Would you like cereal lovey or scrambled eggs with bacon and sausage
and beans with some mushroom sauce?"
But the sun dried muffins this owner of Hudson establishment served were loaded with salt and were also not fully cooked....
Why would some one just serve sun dried salty Uncooked muffins for breakfast? Its beyond me...
Then the second course, peaches with the sugar loaded Yougart...I guess he is compensating for too much salt now by giving us too much sugar...
Now comes the third course...)I have never heard of a three course breakfast in a B&B where the simple plain eggs and toast is completely missing)
Now here is the third course: Un cooked butter pancakes...Tons of butter and tons of sweetest possible
blue berry sauce dripping on the half cooked pancakes and all of us kept saying,"Thank you, thank you" and he kept saying,"YOu are very welcome."
Actually I didn't say many ,"Thank you" My husband did and all other guests did and no one ate breakfast.
I wonder what they were thanking him for? The robber, who robbed them of their money and didn't
even give them a decent breakfast.
To be polite perhaps, but why?
Not to annoy the owner perhaps, but why?
Or are we all so repressed, afraid, unhappy cowards who just suffer and suffer...
My husband requested me not to open my mouth,(My family think I have a big mouth) so they always
warn me not to open my mouth.....
So I sit at boring places at boring restaurants, with boring food and behave as a deaf and dumb person
and my family smiles and say at the end, Oh! you really behaved today."
So I didn't open my mouth because I was the only ethnic, dark, minority there in this expansive
white establishment and I didn't want to upset my husband because white people always feel that the darker minority is just nothing but trouble...
But I think human beings have slave mentality and many a times they behave like martyrs under such circumstances to be just,"Polite." and not complain....
But to tell you the truth I did want to complain very much because just to annoy the boring rich
white folks because they think that I am a dark skinned Asian Bitch from hell and my husband did not want the white people to confirm that that was true.
But no matter what they were all thinking it, thinking that I was some dark skinned Asian Paki
bitch from fundo states...
I know they were thinking it because none of them said, "Good morning." to us before the lousy
breakfast. Though my husband is very white,tall, 100% American, they still never said, "Good morning." to us even when he said, "Hi, good morning."to them, they avoided us.
So my husband knew that they were racists and if I complained they will be even more racists and condescending but I wanted them to be condescending and racists towards us, especially me, openly butI wanted to respect my husband who had already spend a fortune on this lousy so called, "Victorian B&B,,,Victorian my ass.....Every one wants to call everything,"Victorian." Go home...Only thing Victorian was Queen Victoria who beat the shit all of all the South Asians for centuries and is now dead.....
Nothing else is Victorian including the breakfast, the mattress and the fucking shower with tits.
So I paid attention to my husband's request and didn't open my mouth except to say, "THank you."
"Thank you." to the owner who kept saying, "YOu are very welcome."
He was so proud of himself and his success, the owner of B&B.
"He is cracking up inside and saying to himself about the customers, "Hey, you idiots, you have
silently accepted my aggression and I have made a lot of money at your expanse, I gave you rotten beds
and rotten breakfast, a hundred percent rotten situation and got away with it....
And us...We decided that we will never go back to Hudson NY...For what any way?
To just walk up and down, up and down Warren street?
I am so lucky that I never became famous to perform UPstate NY or any other white, very white American cities and for that very reason,(No fame, no fame at all) I always stayed in NYC,
in Manhattan, in the East Village never the less.
Good Luck Sandra Bernhard ....
"And you are very welcome."
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
"PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY" CONTINUES
'PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY."
AND THE MATTRESS
OH! THE MATTRESS!
You can't balance the body once you lie down.
The ass is sinking fast and faster in on the softest and shittiest mattress possible on the face of this earth.
This is the worst mattress I have ever encountered in my life.
I wondered if Columbia street was worst than the mattress or the mattress was worst than Columbia street.
And the shower...
Unbelievable.
Unbelievably Un-aesthetic.
The moment you turn the handle, spurts of water comes out of different holes like the cow's tits
spurting milk all over your body...
What a shock and an unpleasant surprise to your body....
Thats just one day in one place on an expansive holiday upstate NY....
Neither could I take a shower nor could I lie down on a mattress and the breakfast.....
Please don't even ask me or remind me about the breakfast....
And the obsessive control freak owner of the places....
and in control of the breakfast.
If one calls his place, BED AND BREAKFAST
DON'T YOU THINK THESE TWO THINGS SHOULD BE PROVIDED FOR AND TAKEN CARE OF PROPERLY?
BED AND BREAKFAST....
MY ASS...BED AND BREAKFAST....
ONLY AVAILABLE FROM 9 TO 9-30 FIRST OF ALL...
WHEN YOU WAKE UP AND GO TO PEE, THE TIME FOR THE BREAKFAST IS OVER...
AND IF YOU HURRY UP AND DON'T PEE AND RUSH DOWNSTAIR FOR BREAKFAST
YOU WILL SURELY PEE ONCE YOU SEE AND SMELL THE BREAKFAST....
The owner reciting robot style the breakfast menu of his choice, "And the first course is....
Yes, the first course is shit and the second course is shit and the main course is shit."
Thats what I would say....
And all the obedient guests, (Customers) I would say, "THe controlled paying customers)
including us would say, "THank you"
Thank you"
Because amongst the polite society one is not supposed to complain....
Polite society should provide some decent toast and eggs at least when one is paying three hundred dollars for a shitty B&B
I mean how difficult it is to decide a breakfast menue?
Egg and toast...thats it
Scrambled eggs
or fried eggs
or boiled eggs
or poached eggs
I should open a bed and breakfast place and kill people with a broken back and whatever comes with eating too many eggs....
Thats how people make money by killing people...
Thats called war....kill people legally....Have a license and kill people and make tons of money...
The obedient paying customers kept saying,"THank you"
And the control freak kept saying,"You are very welcome."
So the owner felt vindicated as if everything he provided for us, the mattress, the shower, the breakfast was beyond perfect otherwise why were we thanking him...
I asked my husband,"Why are we thanking him?"
and he said,"BE quiet." "WE are here for a few days anyway and stop your complaining."
I am considered a complainer if you haven't noticed that yet.
But you see I don't understand if the customers don't complain why would he change anything?
People behave that everything is fine because they are so cowardly and afraid....And if whoever
(some one like me) complains that person is considered alow class immigrant.
Ok, don't complain, break your back, don't take a shower, smell like a mouse and don't eat breakfast and pay and thank him...What do I care....
I just won't go Upstat NY...No I won't go even if they ask me to perform....
But they won't ask me to perform because I am not Sandra Bernhard...Sandra...Berha... She is dead man...dead...died long time ago in France.....
You know nothing...thats why Upstate NY can fool you and everything else can fool you....
But I can't be fooled in the future....
I won't go anywhere
No, No where....
I will just stay here....
Locked up in my tiny apt and think of eggs and a toast...AND
maybe make it for myself thats in case I ever step outside for shopping.....
I want eggs and toast right now....
I should go out and have breakfast in a fancy bistro in the East Village....
Do I have $50... for the eggs and toast at the Bowery hotel?
Please....
I already feel glum......
Oh! "Puffin, you are rather glum today.......
or poached eggs
or sunny side up eggs.....
AND THE MATTRESS
OH! THE MATTRESS!
You can't balance the body once you lie down.
The ass is sinking fast and faster in on the softest and shittiest mattress possible on the face of this earth.
This is the worst mattress I have ever encountered in my life.
I wondered if Columbia street was worst than the mattress or the mattress was worst than Columbia street.
And the shower...
Unbelievable.
Unbelievably Un-aesthetic.
The moment you turn the handle, spurts of water comes out of different holes like the cow's tits
spurting milk all over your body...
What a shock and an unpleasant surprise to your body....
Thats just one day in one place on an expansive holiday upstate NY....
Neither could I take a shower nor could I lie down on a mattress and the breakfast.....
Please don't even ask me or remind me about the breakfast....
And the obsessive control freak owner of the places....
and in control of the breakfast.
If one calls his place, BED AND BREAKFAST
DON'T YOU THINK THESE TWO THINGS SHOULD BE PROVIDED FOR AND TAKEN CARE OF PROPERLY?
BED AND BREAKFAST....
MY ASS...BED AND BREAKFAST....
ONLY AVAILABLE FROM 9 TO 9-30 FIRST OF ALL...
WHEN YOU WAKE UP AND GO TO PEE, THE TIME FOR THE BREAKFAST IS OVER...
AND IF YOU HURRY UP AND DON'T PEE AND RUSH DOWNSTAIR FOR BREAKFAST
YOU WILL SURELY PEE ONCE YOU SEE AND SMELL THE BREAKFAST....
The owner reciting robot style the breakfast menu of his choice, "And the first course is....
Yes, the first course is shit and the second course is shit and the main course is shit."
Thats what I would say....
And all the obedient guests, (Customers) I would say, "THe controlled paying customers)
including us would say, "THank you"
Thank you"
Because amongst the polite society one is not supposed to complain....
Polite society should provide some decent toast and eggs at least when one is paying three hundred dollars for a shitty B&B
I mean how difficult it is to decide a breakfast menue?
Egg and toast...thats it
Scrambled eggs
or fried eggs
or boiled eggs
or poached eggs
I should open a bed and breakfast place and kill people with a broken back and whatever comes with eating too many eggs....
Thats how people make money by killing people...
Thats called war....kill people legally....Have a license and kill people and make tons of money...
The obedient paying customers kept saying,"THank you"
And the control freak kept saying,"You are very welcome."
So the owner felt vindicated as if everything he provided for us, the mattress, the shower, the breakfast was beyond perfect otherwise why were we thanking him...
I asked my husband,"Why are we thanking him?"
and he said,"BE quiet." "WE are here for a few days anyway and stop your complaining."
I am considered a complainer if you haven't noticed that yet.
But you see I don't understand if the customers don't complain why would he change anything?
People behave that everything is fine because they are so cowardly and afraid....And if whoever
(some one like me) complains that person is considered alow class immigrant.
Ok, don't complain, break your back, don't take a shower, smell like a mouse and don't eat breakfast and pay and thank him...What do I care....
I just won't go Upstat NY...No I won't go even if they ask me to perform....
But they won't ask me to perform because I am not Sandra Bernhard...Sandra...Berha... She is dead man...dead...died long time ago in France.....
You know nothing...thats why Upstate NY can fool you and everything else can fool you....
But I can't be fooled in the future....
I won't go anywhere
No, No where....
I will just stay here....
Locked up in my tiny apt and think of eggs and a toast...AND
maybe make it for myself thats in case I ever step outside for shopping.....
I want eggs and toast right now....
I should go out and have breakfast in a fancy bistro in the East Village....
Do I have $50... for the eggs and toast at the Bowery hotel?
Please....
I already feel glum......
Oh! "Puffin, you are rather glum today.......
or poached eggs
or sunny side up eggs.....
Thursday, September 12, 2013
SO PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY CONTINUES
SO PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY
I am so glad that I was born so I could hate humanity and the desolation they have
created with their greed, desire and commerce.
Money, money, money is the god and was always was and will always be but nothing like todat.
Nothing but hoarding money and more money and more money....
No other concern. None.
No concern for the other, the unfortunate other.
Never a nice word or a sentence or a gesture.
Just being, "Busy" So very "Busy" in search of money and more money and coldness and more
coldness and hatred for the color of skin, the darker races, they want them to disappear from their sight, just disappear and die.
Most of the white middle class in cities away from NY hate dark skin people.
The streets where white have bought property really cheap and boarded up to renovate and develop later on when the time is right for the upsurge in real estate to sell for enormous amount of money,
those streets are desolate and depressed.
The Columbia street in Hudson Ny is one example except the huge Helsinki club is where famous people from Ny are booked to perform and Warren Street where all the antique dealers are so they can buy cheap and sell with great profit from Madison Ave and all the cafes where the dealers can stuff themselves after they have bought the antiques.
Except that everything in Hudson Ny is desolate and depressing.
All the blacks are on Columbia Street, no black is buying antiques on Warren street and eating the expensive bistros.
'Blacks are not allowed on warren St ..When they come they are being sneered upon.
The famous people like Sandra Bernhard's posters were outside the Helsinki club.
After being on Columbia St and seeing the demise of black shacks in the shadow of white Warren St I for the first time was utterly grateful for not being famous because if I were I would be performing at Helsinki club and will have to see the difference between the rich and poor within a block...When I say poor, I mean poor blacks....
I would be so sad that my act would have no humor in it and the white people from Warren street would boo me off the stage because how dare I not entertain white people while I am dark skinned person.
The reason they put me on, if they would do that at all is for their entertainment only so I can make
fun of my skin color, my accent, my culture and my religion especially when that religion is the
target of the day.....
And the bed and breakfast place, pricey as hell and please don't even get me started...the mattress so soft, so soft as if you have fallen into an ocean of jelly and would never be able to come up again till
the day you die......
I broke my back and ran back to good almighty NYC and kept having the feeling of being in a sinking drowning ship from that awful mattress and the most awful of owner, a programmed robot,
a total control freak, totally mental and neurotic.
For days after that mattress experience I felt I was in a Hollow grave, going down deeper and deeper and deeper and my ass sinking deeper and deeper with the memory of the shittiest possible mattress I have ever encountered and the expense of more money, hundreds of dollars for accupunture to fix my back.
Jesus, give me abreak from Hudson NY and from the hell called The B&B and the rich people hustling to make more and more and more money till they drop dead.
It was called, A TRIP UPSTATE
WHERE UPSTATE/
HUDSON NY........
I am so glad that I was born so I could hate humanity and the desolation they have
created with their greed, desire and commerce.
Money, money, money is the god and was always was and will always be but nothing like todat.
Nothing but hoarding money and more money and more money....
No other concern. None.
No concern for the other, the unfortunate other.
Never a nice word or a sentence or a gesture.
Just being, "Busy" So very "Busy" in search of money and more money and coldness and more
coldness and hatred for the color of skin, the darker races, they want them to disappear from their sight, just disappear and die.
Most of the white middle class in cities away from NY hate dark skin people.
The streets where white have bought property really cheap and boarded up to renovate and develop later on when the time is right for the upsurge in real estate to sell for enormous amount of money,
those streets are desolate and depressed.
The Columbia street in Hudson Ny is one example except the huge Helsinki club is where famous people from Ny are booked to perform and Warren Street where all the antique dealers are so they can buy cheap and sell with great profit from Madison Ave and all the cafes where the dealers can stuff themselves after they have bought the antiques.
Except that everything in Hudson Ny is desolate and depressing.
All the blacks are on Columbia Street, no black is buying antiques on Warren street and eating the expensive bistros.
'Blacks are not allowed on warren St ..When they come they are being sneered upon.
The famous people like Sandra Bernhard's posters were outside the Helsinki club.
After being on Columbia St and seeing the demise of black shacks in the shadow of white Warren St I for the first time was utterly grateful for not being famous because if I were I would be performing at Helsinki club and will have to see the difference between the rich and poor within a block...When I say poor, I mean poor blacks....
I would be so sad that my act would have no humor in it and the white people from Warren street would boo me off the stage because how dare I not entertain white people while I am dark skinned person.
The reason they put me on, if they would do that at all is for their entertainment only so I can make
fun of my skin color, my accent, my culture and my religion especially when that religion is the
target of the day.....
And the bed and breakfast place, pricey as hell and please don't even get me started...the mattress so soft, so soft as if you have fallen into an ocean of jelly and would never be able to come up again till
the day you die......
I broke my back and ran back to good almighty NYC and kept having the feeling of being in a sinking drowning ship from that awful mattress and the most awful of owner, a programmed robot,
a total control freak, totally mental and neurotic.
For days after that mattress experience I felt I was in a Hollow grave, going down deeper and deeper and deeper and my ass sinking deeper and deeper with the memory of the shittiest possible mattress I have ever encountered and the expense of more money, hundreds of dollars for accupunture to fix my back.
Jesus, give me abreak from Hudson NY and from the hell called The B&B and the rich people hustling to make more and more and more money till they drop dead.
It was called, A TRIP UPSTATE
WHERE UPSTATE/
HUDSON NY........
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
ON WRITING
WRITING:
WRITE: ESSAYS
DIARIES
LETTERS
WRITE ABOUT: YOUR FEELINGS
THOUGHTS
YOUR LIFE
YOUR WORK
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE?
THIS IS WHAT SOME GREAT WRITER SAID AND I WANT TO BE LIKE THAT:
I WANT TO BE RESERVE
AUSTERE
ENIGMATIC
NEVER BARING SOUL TO ANY ONE."
OPENNESS?
"BUT THAT OPENNESS HAD ITS LIMITS."
HER PLACE:
Her place is too filthy for my dignity
I want to not remain with it.
How long are you going to sustain this shit?
'She was so dreadful that we stopped quarreling and just repined."
"Prowess of his race"
"Boasting of all things American."
'Target of certain pranks."
'YOU ARE VERY WELCOME."
MEANS......
"FUCK YOU VERY MUCH."
A
PERFORMANCE PIECE
BY
BINA SHARIF
COPYRIGHT: BINASHARIF 2013
CONTINUES.................
WRITE: ESSAYS
DIARIES
LETTERS
WRITE ABOUT: YOUR FEELINGS
THOUGHTS
YOUR LIFE
YOUR WORK
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE?
THIS IS WHAT SOME GREAT WRITER SAID AND I WANT TO BE LIKE THAT:
I WANT TO BE RESERVE
AUSTERE
ENIGMATIC
NEVER BARING SOUL TO ANY ONE."
OPENNESS?
"BUT THAT OPENNESS HAD ITS LIMITS."
HER PLACE:
Her place is too filthy for my dignity
I want to not remain with it.
How long are you going to sustain this shit?
'She was so dreadful that we stopped quarreling and just repined."
"Prowess of his race"
"Boasting of all things American."
'Target of certain pranks."
'YOU ARE VERY WELCOME."
MEANS......
"FUCK YOU VERY MUCH."
A
PERFORMANCE PIECE
BY
BINA SHARIF
COPYRIGHT: BINASHARIF 2013
CONTINUES.................
Saturday, September 7, 2013
"SO PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY"
SO PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TO DAY CONTINUES
"ILLUSORY LOVE."
I on my own discovered,
Kafka
Laurence Durrell
Hardy
Dickens
Shakespeare
Shelly
Keats
Bertarnd Russel
D.H. Laurence
And I met Tennessee Williams
and I miss him...............
Now I am at the brink of hysteria knowing nothing at all....
......................................
Get rid of H
Get rid of H
Get rid of all of them
Get rid please....
"For heaven's sake get rid of rubbish.
It smells
It has always smelled
But now it stinks.
.................................
"People need to feel they belong."
A poem?
Perhaps-
Maybe?
Someday-
Perhaps the poem will be written?
..........................
"We are rather glum today"
Missile strike on Syria
.........................
"If you are ever worried about the proper way
to go about it, we will talk it all through Un till
you know exactly what's what" Annonymous
..........................................
A PLACE SO TERRIBLE
Such a horrible place
Such a horrible life
How terrible the place I can't tell you
Can't describe it
You can't imagine it
You won't be able to imagine
Its amazing how awful terrible
There is no word to describe the place how
terrible it is.....
.............................
GOING TO OR NOT GOING TO?
Is he going to?
Or is he not going to?
I think he is going to...
But when?
That I don't know
I think he is not going to
Maybe not
Maybe he is going to
But when?
That I don't know.........
...................
Second half of the bar
Top of the dresser
Under the vanity
Under the sink
Armoir
Uf---Uf---Uf---UfUFIFUFUFUFUFUFUF
.............................................
SAD
Its amazing how sad they have made me
Its amazing, how much hold they have on my emotions,
my well being, my happiness,my laughter,my sense of love,
my sense of joy,
my sense of anticipation of hyappiness,
amazing....
Can't seem to shake off the effect of sadness of that loss,
Loss of a sense of laughter,
The deep gut wrenching full laughter
S turned out to be a tough non feeling, non caring B
And the other one!
Another deep-deep=deep disappointment
F them...
You must learn to be happy on your own
Do the things which made you enjoy your life without any one
Please don't be a martyr...........
No victim hood is allowed
Why must you pay for other to enjoy your life?
Unbelievable and pathetic
They are not your relatives
They are not your blood
They are not your children
They can never be yours
What is yours thats the only possession you have
Enjoy your own possessions, your own talent, your own blessings
They are a very few but nevertheless they are yours
Enjoy them
Don't be sad
Don't be sad
Don't be sad
People turn out to be cruel eventually
Because thats the human nature
Cruelty
Be sad if you want
on your own
By yourself
By your own reasons
But not because they make you sad
No, no one can control your emotions
But you
You and you
Only
You and you
Only
You and you only
Oh!F the whole thing already
Its been so long
So long
So long
So long
Enjoy life for yourself
Treat yourself
Yes, thats what you should do
I notice that you never treat your self
And why not?
And why not?
And why not?
Do for yourself what you wanted to do for them
Its unbelievable you only felt good if you could do something nice
for them and only then you could do something little nice thing for yourself through them?
Un believable and pathetic
You don't want to be ppathetic do you?
No you don't...
Not a very good word...
Isn't that interseting and disturbing that you only could feel good through them?
Through them, doing great things for them, making them loved and wanted
and what about you
Why can't you do things so you can feel wanted by you
So you can feel loved by you?
So sad
So sad
So sad
So sad
The inability to make yourself happy
To spend on yourself
To do things for yourself
Guilt is it?
Or you don't deserev anything good?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Ask that question a million time
Stop chasing rainbows
There never was a rainbow
They never cared
No one cared for you
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it a million time
No one cared for you
Thats why you have to care for your self
ONly for yourself
You have to care only for yourself
They have others to take care of them
They have others to care for them
They have others ....
You have you
You need to take care of you.
There are no rainbows
Stop chasing the rainbows
There are no rainbows
You are the rainbow
Chase your self
YES, YOU ARE THE RAINBOW
CHASE YOURSELF
Spend money on you
Spend your love on you
Spend your energy on you
Spend your time on you
Spend your emotions on you
Travel with yourself
Enjoy yourself
Your company
is fantastic
Love your self
Love everything you do
Your work
Yes, your work
LOVE YOUR WORK
YOUR WORK DESERVE YOUR ATTENTION, YOUR CARE, YOUR TIME,
YOUR AFFECTION, YOUR TENDERNESS, YOUR BEAUTY, YOUR POETRY,
YOUR EXPERIENCE, YOUR KINDNESS, YOUR POETRY....
BE SAD IF YOU WANT WITHIN YOUR WORK
THATS ALLOWED
BE VERY SAD, FEEL ALL THE SADNESS, LONELINESS, LOSS, ABANDONMENT,
TRAGEDY, INJUSTICE, CRUELTY, DEATH, PAST, CHILDHOOD, REMORSE, REGRET
WITHIN YOUR WORK, DEEP INSIDE YOUR WORK....SEE NOW YOU HAVE THE PERMISSION OF THE WORK TO FEEL ALL EMOTIONS FULLY INCLUDING SADNESS,
TREMENDOUS SADNESS....................
"ILLUSORY LOVE."
I on my own discovered,
Kafka
Laurence Durrell
Hardy
Dickens
Shakespeare
Shelly
Keats
Bertarnd Russel
D.H. Laurence
And I met Tennessee Williams
and I miss him...............
Now I am at the brink of hysteria knowing nothing at all....
......................................
Get rid of H
Get rid of H
Get rid of all of them
Get rid please....
"For heaven's sake get rid of rubbish.
It smells
It has always smelled
But now it stinks.
.................................
"People need to feel they belong."
A poem?
Perhaps-
Maybe?
Someday-
Perhaps the poem will be written?
..........................
"We are rather glum today"
Missile strike on Syria
.........................
"If you are ever worried about the proper way
to go about it, we will talk it all through Un till
you know exactly what's what" Annonymous
..........................................
A PLACE SO TERRIBLE
Such a horrible place
Such a horrible life
How terrible the place I can't tell you
Can't describe it
You can't imagine it
You won't be able to imagine
Its amazing how awful terrible
There is no word to describe the place how
terrible it is.....
.............................
GOING TO OR NOT GOING TO?
Is he going to?
Or is he not going to?
I think he is going to...
But when?
That I don't know
I think he is not going to
Maybe not
Maybe he is going to
But when?
That I don't know.........
...................
Second half of the bar
Top of the dresser
Under the vanity
Under the sink
Armoir
Uf---Uf---Uf---UfUFIFUFUFUFUFUFUF
.............................................
SAD
Its amazing how sad they have made me
Its amazing, how much hold they have on my emotions,
my well being, my happiness,my laughter,my sense of love,
my sense of joy,
my sense of anticipation of hyappiness,
amazing....
Can't seem to shake off the effect of sadness of that loss,
Loss of a sense of laughter,
The deep gut wrenching full laughter
S turned out to be a tough non feeling, non caring B
And the other one!
Another deep-deep=deep disappointment
F them...
You must learn to be happy on your own
Do the things which made you enjoy your life without any one
Please don't be a martyr...........
No victim hood is allowed
Why must you pay for other to enjoy your life?
Unbelievable and pathetic
They are not your relatives
They are not your blood
They are not your children
They can never be yours
What is yours thats the only possession you have
Enjoy your own possessions, your own talent, your own blessings
They are a very few but nevertheless they are yours
Enjoy them
Don't be sad
Don't be sad
Don't be sad
People turn out to be cruel eventually
Because thats the human nature
Cruelty
Be sad if you want
on your own
By yourself
By your own reasons
But not because they make you sad
No, no one can control your emotions
But you
You and you
Only
You and you
Only
You and you only
Oh!F the whole thing already
Its been so long
So long
So long
So long
Enjoy life for yourself
Treat yourself
Yes, thats what you should do
I notice that you never treat your self
And why not?
And why not?
And why not?
Do for yourself what you wanted to do for them
Its unbelievable you only felt good if you could do something nice
for them and only then you could do something little nice thing for yourself through them?
Un believable and pathetic
You don't want to be ppathetic do you?
No you don't...
Not a very good word...
Isn't that interseting and disturbing that you only could feel good through them?
Through them, doing great things for them, making them loved and wanted
and what about you
Why can't you do things so you can feel wanted by you
So you can feel loved by you?
So sad
So sad
So sad
So sad
The inability to make yourself happy
To spend on yourself
To do things for yourself
Guilt is it?
Or you don't deserev anything good?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Ask that question a million time
Stop chasing rainbows
There never was a rainbow
They never cared
No one cared for you
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it
Say it a million time
No one cared for you
Thats why you have to care for your self
ONly for yourself
You have to care only for yourself
They have others to take care of them
They have others to care for them
They have others ....
You have you
You need to take care of you.
There are no rainbows
Stop chasing the rainbows
There are no rainbows
You are the rainbow
Chase your self
YES, YOU ARE THE RAINBOW
CHASE YOURSELF
Spend money on you
Spend your love on you
Spend your energy on you
Spend your time on you
Spend your emotions on you
Travel with yourself
Enjoy yourself
Your company
is fantastic
Love your self
Love everything you do
Your work
Yes, your work
LOVE YOUR WORK
YOUR WORK DESERVE YOUR ATTENTION, YOUR CARE, YOUR TIME,
YOUR AFFECTION, YOUR TENDERNESS, YOUR BEAUTY, YOUR POETRY,
YOUR EXPERIENCE, YOUR KINDNESS, YOUR POETRY....
BE SAD IF YOU WANT WITHIN YOUR WORK
THATS ALLOWED
BE VERY SAD, FEEL ALL THE SADNESS, LONELINESS, LOSS, ABANDONMENT,
TRAGEDY, INJUSTICE, CRUELTY, DEATH, PAST, CHILDHOOD, REMORSE, REGRET
WITHIN YOUR WORK, DEEP INSIDE YOUR WORK....SEE NOW YOU HAVE THE PERMISSION OF THE WORK TO FEEL ALL EMOTIONS FULLY INCLUDING SADNESS,
TREMENDOUS SADNESS....................
Friday, September 6, 2013
"BOUDOIR" A NEW PLAY BY BINA SHARIF
'BOUDOIR"
BY
BINA SHARIF
CHARCTERS:
PROSTITUTES
CUSTOMERS
IN A BOUDOIR
ELEMENTS OF THE PLAY
CRIME
ALCOHOL
LECHERY
MURDER
(ALL THE POLITICIANS, HEDGE FUND PEOPLE,, SENATORS, JUDGES, ARMY PEOPLE,
REPORTERS, (ALL KINDS OF SUPER FAMOUS PEOPLE ARE THE CUSTOMERS)
TIME:
PRESENT
PLACE:
THE MIGTY NEW YORK
HAMPTONS
PARK AVENUE
SOHO
EVEN THE MULTI MILLION DOLLAR HIGH RISES IN THE NEW EAST VILLAGE
THE MURDE WILL BE OF EACH OTHER, (THE CUSTOMERS WHO ARE KINKY AND LIKE TO SUFFOCATE WHILE HAVING SEX)
SOME CUSTOMERS WILL KILL EACH OTHER AND SOME WILL KILL THEMSELVES
ANY ONE WHO WILL SURVIVE WILL BE THE PROSTITUTES IN THEIR BLOODY BAUDOIR.
THE PLAY WILL START AT THE COURT.
THE PRESIDING JUDGE IS A SURVIVOR AND NO ONE KNOWS IT AND THE REST OF THE PEOPLE ON TRIAL ARE THE PROSTITUTES AND THE BAUDOIR IN ITSELF
IS ON TRIAL.
BY
BINA SHARIF
CHARCTERS:
PROSTITUTES
CUSTOMERS
IN A BOUDOIR
ELEMENTS OF THE PLAY
CRIME
ALCOHOL
LECHERY
MURDER
(ALL THE POLITICIANS, HEDGE FUND PEOPLE,, SENATORS, JUDGES, ARMY PEOPLE,
REPORTERS, (ALL KINDS OF SUPER FAMOUS PEOPLE ARE THE CUSTOMERS)
TIME:
PRESENT
PLACE:
THE MIGTY NEW YORK
HAMPTONS
PARK AVENUE
SOHO
EVEN THE MULTI MILLION DOLLAR HIGH RISES IN THE NEW EAST VILLAGE
THE MURDE WILL BE OF EACH OTHER, (THE CUSTOMERS WHO ARE KINKY AND LIKE TO SUFFOCATE WHILE HAVING SEX)
SOME CUSTOMERS WILL KILL EACH OTHER AND SOME WILL KILL THEMSELVES
ANY ONE WHO WILL SURVIVE WILL BE THE PROSTITUTES IN THEIR BLOODY BAUDOIR.
THE PLAY WILL START AT THE COURT.
THE PRESIDING JUDGE IS A SURVIVOR AND NO ONE KNOWS IT AND THE REST OF THE PEOPLE ON TRIAL ARE THE PROSTITUTES AND THE BAUDOIR IN ITSELF
IS ON TRIAL.
REJUVINATION..HEALING THE SPIRIT...HEALING THE INJURED TISSUES
"SO PUFFIN, WE ARE RATHER GLUM TODAY." Kazuo Ishigura
'A tigress on the brink of hysteria" by Alexander Gilmore
Birds on the wing...An ecstatic beacon of freedom
'poetic plus full of juicy dirt
Crumbling plaster
Ancient almond treee
Rest under the ancient almond tree to rest your injured tissues
Rest and rest and sleep and sleep and think of no one and talk to no one
When the night time comes...Come back to your bed, turn all lights off
and rest. Rest and rest and think of no one and talk to no one
and sleep and sleep and sleep to heal your injured tissues of the mind , the body and the soul.
Discipline is necessary...
Proper sleep
proper food
proper rest
proper conversation or no conversation for that matter of fact...I say, "NO conversation with any one."
I say, "NO one deserves your wit, your wisdom, your insight, your affection, your advice, your love,
your company."
No one, "I say"
Just rest and rest and rest and sleep and sleep and sleep
and think of no one and talk to no one.
Just can't love any one
Just can't think of any one
Just can't spend emotions with any one
Can't spend energy with any one
Can't spend time with any one
Only with yourself and your injured tissues...
It will take a long time to heal the trauma to the brain, to the body, to the soul
Just rest and rest and rest
Just sleep and sleep and sleep
Think of no one
Talk to no one
Turn the phonr off
Turn the light off
And rest
Just rest
To rejuvenate the injured tissues....
In the afternoon lie down under the ancient almond tree and rest
and if you can't find the ancient almond tree anywhere, still lie down under
the ancient almond tree and rest.....
Be stubborn in your search of the ancient almond tree, don't give up so fast....
Don't give up
Just rest and rest and rest
and sleep and sleep and sleep
and think of no one
and talk to no one
Turn the light off and just rest
The ancient almond tree you will find
after you have rested and slept
Yes, you will find the ancient almond tree after.....
I promise.....
'A tigress on the brink of hysteria" by Alexander Gilmore
Birds on the wing...An ecstatic beacon of freedom
'poetic plus full of juicy dirt
Crumbling plaster
Ancient almond treee
Rest under the ancient almond tree to rest your injured tissues
Rest and rest and sleep and sleep and think of no one and talk to no one
When the night time comes...Come back to your bed, turn all lights off
and rest. Rest and rest and think of no one and talk to no one
and sleep and sleep and sleep to heal your injured tissues of the mind , the body and the soul.
Discipline is necessary...
Proper sleep
proper food
proper rest
proper conversation or no conversation for that matter of fact...I say, "NO conversation with any one."
I say, "NO one deserves your wit, your wisdom, your insight, your affection, your advice, your love,
your company."
No one, "I say"
Just rest and rest and rest and sleep and sleep and sleep
and think of no one and talk to no one.
Just can't love any one
Just can't think of any one
Just can't spend emotions with any one
Can't spend energy with any one
Can't spend time with any one
Only with yourself and your injured tissues...
It will take a long time to heal the trauma to the brain, to the body, to the soul
Just rest and rest and rest
Just sleep and sleep and sleep
Think of no one
Talk to no one
Turn the phonr off
Turn the light off
And rest
Just rest
To rejuvenate the injured tissues....
In the afternoon lie down under the ancient almond tree and rest
and if you can't find the ancient almond tree anywhere, still lie down under
the ancient almond tree and rest.....
Be stubborn in your search of the ancient almond tree, don't give up so fast....
Don't give up
Just rest and rest and rest
and sleep and sleep and sleep
and think of no one
and talk to no one
Turn the light off and just rest
The ancient almond tree you will find
after you have rested and slept
Yes, you will find the ancient almond tree after.....
I promise.....
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