I’m still slightly wary of saying anything about how Curfew Boy & I are doing here, other than in the vaguest terms, because despite knowing how it’s irrational to feel this way, I can’t stop wondering if “framing” our interaction in some way will automatically cause it to implode.
PoCo. PoMo. Homo
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Chapter 15
June 21st, 2008 by Ochre This whole gay wedding thing confuses me. Mainly because I’ve never really been in a relationship of any sort (notwithstanding Curfew Boy, and the definition for that is still up for grabs), and I don’t think I’ve ever thought about a man beyond “Well, once we’ve hooked up, maybe we’ll be able to do it [...]
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Chapter 14
June 9th, 2008 by Ochre Here’s the thing. I can’t just get up and go. If I could, life would be much easier. And it’s not just about the family members I need to take care of. Hell, in a weird way, that’s the easiest problem to get around. It’s the simple logistics. When you’re Pakistani, between the age of [...]
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Chapter 13
May 25th, 2008 by Ochre The little inconveniences of life can sometimes be really aggravating. For example, I’m sitting in Lahore right now, trying to kill 90-odd minutes between my check-out time (past) and car to the airport (yet to happen), because it was impossible for me to get on an early evening flight back to Karachi, and instead I’m [...]
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Chapter 12
May 11th, 2008 by Ochre Being in London for the last fortnight has been a wonderful, heady mixture of joy, trepidation, and about three times, unmitigated panic. The whole experience has been surreal–in the last few years, the city has both changed so much and so little, that my time has felt like a series of overexposed photographs, images old [...]
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Interlude
April 26th, 2008 by Ochre It’s been two weeks since last I saw Curfew Boy; or is it three now? I suppose it’s three, since the weekend has officially begun, and therefore I saw him two weekends ago….or whatever it is, it’s almost two in the morning and I can’t do the math. But I’ve been insanely busy at work [...]
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Chapter 11
April 20th, 2008 by Ochre “Stop over-thinking it.” But I can’t. It’s been a week since I last saw him. And in that week, I’ve driven myself up (down, and all around) several walls, trying to figure out what next steps, if any, there should be. What does one do with a nascent relationship, other than try to avoid calling [...]
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Chapter 10
April 15th, 2008 by Ochre Sometimes you just run out of things to write about. Not because they don’t exist, but because you have to keep a certain level of honesty or consideration of context in mind. There’s a wonderfully vague corporate term, “stakeholder management” that really comes into play in this sort of situation. If you want to preserve [...]
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Chapter 9
April 6th, 2008 by Ochre Occasionally, one of those weeks comes about. You know, those weeks. The kind in which absolutely nothing seems to go right, and when Friday rolls around, many sighs of relief are heaved on a global scale at the thought that another arbitrary unit of time has gone past. But you almost never have any idea [...]
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Chapter 8
March 31st, 2008 by Ochre Of course, one of the other issues of not having ever dated anyone or been in a relationship (leaving aside the worrisome fact that I find myself using that particular sequence of words with a disturbing degree of readiness these days), is that when something in the realm of romance does crop up, I have [...]
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