Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Wasted Years

Wasted Years 

Heard the Ryan Adams unplugged edition last night on Californication and really enjoyed it. Only after googling it did I realize it was a cover of the Iron Maiden track that I used to listen to.

The same songs always catch you no matter the style or singer..................

From the coast of gold, across the seven seas, 
I'm travelling on, far and wide, 
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself, 
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else. 

I close my eyes, and think of home, 
Another city goes by, in the night, 
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it til it's gone away, 
And my heart is lying there and will be til my dying day. 

So understand 
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years, 
Face up... make your stand, 
And realise you're living in the golden years. 

Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind, 
Can't ease this pain, so easily, 
When you can't find the words to say, it's hard to make it through another day, 
And it makes me wanna cry, and throw my hands up to the sky. 

So understand 
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years, 
Face up... make your stand, 
And realise you're living in the golden years.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

To start or not to start

After a hiatus of 3 years I find the want, no need to start blogging again.

Problem is time is such a scarce commodity.

And lets not forget the fact that I am convinced passing the big three zero has made me stupider.

But this need is not going any where any time soon so going to take the plunge.

Lets hope I have the staying power this time or else going to have to start one of those tumblr thingys........

Till we meet again.

Friday, February 13, 2009

In Anticipation Of Tommorow............

1. Skippy heartbeat when you think of him/her.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Tachycardia which may lead to ventricular
fibrillation and Myocardial Infarction (Heart Attack).

2. Restless trembling of hands, feet and other body parts.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Parkinson's Disease

3. Constant smiling.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Bell's Palsy

4. Absent mindedness, forgetfulness, inability to focus on tasks at work or at home.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Early Onset Alzheimer's Disease

5. Frequent or constant sexual arousal.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Nymphomania

6. Weakening of knees and bursts of energy when he/she calls or comes over.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Multiple Sclerosis

7. Inability to stop thinking about him/her.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

8. Bruising on neck, breasts and other tender areas.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Leukemia

9. Insomnia.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Benign Prostatic Hyperplasia

10. Feeling that you can smell/hear/feel him or her when not in his/her presence.
You think it's: Love
Medical possibility: Schizophrenia

Reposted from an email.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

A Brilliant Take On Love

A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it
for the first time, vices & virtues floated around and were bored, not
knowing what to do. One day, all the vices and virtues were gathered
together and were more bored than ever...

Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea:
"Let's play hide and seek!"
All of them liked the idea and immediately Madness shouted:
"I want to count, I want to count!"
And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek Madness, all the
others agreed. Madness leaned against a tree and started to count:
"One, two, three.."
As Madness counted, the vices and virtues went hiding.

Tenderness hung itself on the horn of the moon... Treason hid in a pile
of garbage... Fondness curled up between the clouds...and Passion went
to the centre of the earth.... Lie said that it would hide under a
stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake... whilst Avarice entered a
sack that he ended up breaking.

And Madness continued to count: ...
"seventy nine, eighty, eighty one..."

By this time, all the vices and virtues were already hidden - Except
For undecided as Love is, he could not decide where to hide. And This
should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide

"...ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven..."

Just when Madness got to one hundred.........Love jumped into a Rose
bush where he hid. And Madness turned around and shouted:
"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

As Madness turned around, Laziness was the first to be found, because
Laziness had no energy to hide. Then he spotted Tenderness in the Horn
of the moon, Lie at the bottom of the lake and Passion at the centre of
the earth.

One by one, Madness found them all - except Love.
Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love. Envious of Love,
Envy whispered to Madness:
"You only need to find Love and Love is hiding in the rose bush."

Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the rosebush.

Madness stabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop.
Love appeared from the rose bush, covering his face with his hands.
Between his fingers ran two trickles of blood from his eyes.
Madness, so anxious to find Love, had stabbed out Love's eyes with a
pitch fork.

"What have I done? What have I done?"
Madness shouted.
"I have left you blind! How can I repair it?"

And Love answered:

"You cannot repair my eyes. But if you want to do something for me, You
can be my guide."

And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is Always
accompanied by Madness.

reposted from an email

Friday, July 11, 2008

A Return Of Sorts

Bumped into a new reader of the site who remined me that it's been a while since anything new has graced these pages.Decided to check in and fill all you guys in.Where to start?

- Mini Me's arrival has been slated at the 22nd of September. (Cant Wait)
- Hate my job even more than before.
- More convinced than ever before that someone is stealing hours from my sleep time every night (Wonder how that will work once Mini me here)
- Seriously considering getting a franchise (Any advice, experiences etc most welcome)

Well thats the news for now.Seriously intend keeping this place more attended going forward.............

Friday, January 25, 2008

The meaning of life?

For those of you who know me and have not heard already I am sorry for letting you find out like this.I AM GOING TO BE A DADDY.Sometime round about Sep to be exact.Would like to request duas/prayers that black dot(see picture) becomes a healthy beautiful girl that is the coolness of her parents eyes.

Am filled with a great deal of joy over this child to be but at the same time cant help but be afraid.Will I relive the shortcomings of my father towards me with my child?Will I in an effort to make right on the things I felt wrong growing up make a total hash of it.Doubt and fear have a frustrating habit of being able to build themselves up into a real mountian all on their own.

At the moment leaning towards handling it the same way I have pretty much everything my whole life.Give it my all and hope everything falls into the right place.Or maybe I should adopt my other modus of overthinking it all and missing the best bits................................

Monday, September 10, 2007

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Had to post this.Too good not to share....


If you can read this whole story without laughing then there's no Hope For you. I was crying by the end. Note: Please take time to read this slowly.
For those of you who have lived in Natal, you know how typical this is. They actually have a Curry Cook-off about June/July. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the Royal Show in PMB.
Judge #3 was an inexperienced food critic named Frank, who was visiting From America.

Frank: "Recently, I was honoured to be selected as a judge at a Curry Cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Beer Garden when the call came in.
I was assured by the other two judges (Natal Indians) that the curry wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted".

Here are the scorecard notes from the event:


Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 -- Nice smooth tomato flavour. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These people are crazy.


Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of chicken. Slight chilli tang.
Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavour, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich manoeuvre! They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.


Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse curry. Great kick.
Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of chilli peppers.
Judge # 3 -- Call 911. I've located a uranium pill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drain Cleaner. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting pissed from all the beer.


Judge # 1 -- Black bean curry with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a curry.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Shareen, the beer maid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 200kg woman is starting to look HOT...just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chilli an aphrodisiac?


Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong curry. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Average beef curry, could use more tomato. The Chilli peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chilli had given me brain damage. Shareen saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw them.


Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety curry. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulphuric flames. I am definitely going to shit myself if I fart and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Shareen. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone ice-cream.


Judge # 1 -- A mediocre curry with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of Chilli peppers at the last moment. (I should take note at this stage that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably).
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with curry which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. At least, during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing- it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.


Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending - nice blend curry. Not too Bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced curry. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the curry pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor man, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot curry?
Judge # 3 - No Report

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Sunday, June 03, 2007


Do we get dropped a post when life passes from exciting to mundane?
Do we actively hang up our walking shoes and slide on the slippers of sloth and stagnation?

Been asking myself these questions of late.Not sure what has brought it on.Wonder if I am headed for a mid life crises ?Or maybe I just in one of those valleys that plague my journey of life.

But ya if there anybody out there who knows when the slide starts or how it does please share.............

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Bubbling Over........

Of late been carrying a real ball of anger round with me.It's there for a number of reasons.

- betrayal by compatriot
- a bitter pill to swallow
- a fruit fly with MPD(multiple personality disorder) not forgetting they have a two second attention span.

Strange thing though is that this anger is actually becoming physical in it's effect on me.Never been one to let my temper or anger boil over but lately can actually feel it in me looking to get out.Hate that feeling.Cant help but wonder why after all these years of being a pacifist I am now morphing into Hell Boy.

One possible reason is that the causes may be the reason for the anger being this vulgar and ugly.

But then again is it fair to blame my shortcoming on other's actions.

Seems childish and irresponsible.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Told You I Was Special.................

Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP)
Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant.

Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men
You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Public Service Announcement

Today is Halaal's birthday.
Happy Birthday Bro........

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Cheap Laughs

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Still Voyaging Away

Just a quick post to let you all know that I still out here and apologise for the lack of substance on the site lately.Have a look at SHOP which has been keeping me tied up.

Regular posts should start again with in the next few weeks.
Look forward to review of The Tiger and The Snow and other ramblings.


Tuesday, February 20, 2007


Seeing this makes me so jealous cause I cant draw even if my life depended on it.

Monday, February 19, 2007

The Value of a Women in islam

This couldnt be said more beautifully....
Be careful if you make a woman cry,because Allah counts her tears
A woman came out of a man's rib,not from his feet to be walked on,
not from his head to be superior over, but from his side to be equal
Under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Daks Evolution

Please note all future posting's for Daks Evolution will be found at it's blog.

P.S: Clicking on Daks Evolution will take you there

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Daks Evolution

The journey has started.Keep a watch for more posts.God willing store will open on 1st March 2007

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Blood Diamond

Set against the backdrop of civil war and chaos in 1990's Sierra Leone, Blood Diamond is the story of Danny Archer (Leonardo DiCaprio) - a South African mercenary - and Solomon Vandy (Djimon Hounsou) - a Mende fisherman. Both men are African, but their histories as different as any can be, until their fates become joined in a common quest to recover a rare pink diamond that can transform their lives. While in prison for smuggling, Archer learns that Solomon - who was taken from his family and forced to work in the diamond fields - has found and hidden the extraordinary rough stone. With the help of Maddy Bowen (Jennifer Connelly), an American journalist whose idealism is tempered by a deepening connection with Archer, the two men embark on a trek through rebel territory, a journey that could save Solomon's family and give Archer the second chance he thought he would never have.

I watched this last week and have to say it a brilliant movie.Fair enough it may seem bleeding heart, propaganda etc but it serves as an eye opener.On top of that it is put together very nicely with some brilliant performances by the two male leads.Djimon shows how a father and husband treats, portects and cares for his family.His intensity and passion is heart warming and lesson for all.

The movie had some memaroable one liners:

Danny Archer: In America, it's bling bling. But out here it's bling bang.

Danny Archer: I like to get kissed before I get fucked.

Danny Archer: Sometimes I wonder if God ever forgive us for what we've done to each other... Danny Archer: Than I look around and I realize... God left this place a long time ago.

That's it for me.Anyone out there who has not watched this movie should go out and watch now.

Scary Ideas........................

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Daks Evolution

This is where we stand at the moment.Any comments and suggestions would be appreciated......

Monday, January 15, 2007

The Holiday

Watched this over the weekend.It was the first movie I watched with my wife(still getting used to saying that) and have to say it was a great choice.Funny, sexy and warm.Just the type of movie that you want to watch with the someone special in your life.

As per the formula not all of the movie is plausible but still makes for a great show.Have to admit that after seeing the two home's available for house-swap I dwelled on the idea.But doubt that would ever be the case in reality.

Have to admit that the two lil girls in the movie are most definitely the cutest most adorable kids I have seen on celluloid in ages.Makes you want your own like crazy till you get brought down to reality by some pellet gun toting brat.

Both the female and male leads are refreshing and a pleasure to watch.Enjoyed Jack Black's performance off the caring good guy with bad women luck.

So if you stuck for a movie to take the wife to or trying to score some points with a new date this a sure bet.

A few memorable quotes as per the norm:

Arthur Abbott: I like this Hugo Boss, he cuts a nice suit!

Iris: I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of Chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.
Miles: Well f**k, you need this more then I do.

Iris: Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you ignore it. And every time she comes through and surprises you, she wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that she's not for you.
Miles: Exactly, and on top of that there's the old standby, I can't believe a girl like that would actually be with a guy like me.

Graham: Long distance relationships can work, you know.
Amanda: Really? I can't make one work when I live in the same house with someone.

Going to call it quits for now.Hope to be back in blog land soon.

Friday, January 12, 2007


On the topic of my wedding, please note, pictures will follow soon.


East London has been terribly hot these last few days much like the rest of the country.Starting to think that those global warming stories have some real merit.But will leave that for another time.

So here I am sitting at my desk slogging away like a good minion.Figure I would get something to help me cool off.Schweppes Dry Lemon comes to mind so I dispatch one of my minions to grab a cold can.Eventually it pitches up.So here I am sitting drinking my Dry Lemon and as per habit I start reading the can.Contains quinine 30mg/l catches my eye.So I Google quinine thinking lets see what this good for.Boy was I shocked.

Every referance to quinine is attached to the words "can cause a rare but severe form of an unpredictable and potentially fatal condition known as thrombocytopenia."

Turns out that quinine has been banned by the FDA and a host of other bodies.Apparently it can cause havoc with one's body.

By the way thrombocytopenia is as scary as it sounds.Thrombocytopenia is any disorder in which there are not enough platelets. For those of you that don't know platelets are cells in the blood that help blood to clot. So any one with pressure or heart problems is putting themselves at great risk drinking this stuff.

Fair enough the quantity may not be potent enough but I think that at the least the can should carry a warning or something.

Any thoughts or opinions most welcomed...........................

Wednesday, January 03, 2007


Marriage is a bed of rose's,marriage is heaven on earth,marriage is bliss,marriage is heaven on earth...........that's what they all said.Well now that I am married, I know that they have all been lying.

It's all that and a whole lot more.It is beyond words.They sold it short.My advice would be till you taste the fruits of marriage you will never understand it or appreciate it.

Here's to a long and happy marriage.Life now has meaning and direction.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Friday, December 29, 2006

Point of Reflection
Good Conduct
You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips

Pearls of Wisdom

Then Almitra spoke again and said, “And what of Marriage, Master?”
And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
— Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

In Memory of Ponky Papa and Aunty Yasmin

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

Khalil Gibran

Feel's like just yesterday that we spoke.We were suppose to meet on Saturday.To catch and to chat.When I heard that you had been in an accident the first thought was "oh no, not again", you being the one with the accident thing monopolised.And then came the "we have heard the Ebu and auntie Yasmin have passed away".A chill came over me.You cant be dead I willed myself to believe.And then came the second call.Confirmation of my worst fear.I have not shed a tear yet.Not that i don't want to but if I don't maybe this will all be a bad dream.You were not suppose to have gone so soon.Parents are not suppose to bury their children.

May you be granted Janaat ul Firdous and insha Allah your children gain the strentgh and sabr to overcome this great agony........................................