MY STATE OF EXISTENCE

Life...That's just it. It's happening all around me and it fascinates me. Life can and does beat the shit out of me but surviving that is what life is about. And this blog is about me, someone who doesn't fit any stereotype or label. There are alot of labels I posess Pakistani, Muslim, Young, Gay, Student but I don't want to fit in some pre-conceived notion of those labels. I maintain my individuality and this blog is the affirmation of my uniqueness.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

PARTY BOY!

"Everyday is a winding road; I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign; I get a little bit closer
And yea, I'm feeling fine!"

Everyday is a paradoxical mix of monotony and fresh newness. Everday provides me with new stimulations, experiences and ideas. Everyday is brand new and unique. Yet everyday is the same, in the same campus, with the same people and the same schedule. But I think this is how life is, and in fact this is how life is at its best. The best is no where near perfection though--far from it. I guess I should rephrase by writing, 'Life near its best but potentially greatly improvable'.

The New Year's was AWESOME. The parties I've been attending are mind-blowing. Good luxurious decor; sumptious food; awesome music; lots of eye-candy; fashion; booze, pot and nicotine; celebrities and the bright lights hitting me on the dance floor!

I finally got to experience 'the' party scene. I mean the proper party scene and not the cheap dorm bashes with cheap liquor and Nachos. This is some real heavy stuff. The venues at these parties takes away one's breath. Lots of flower arrangements, candles, huge LCD screens, lighting effects, perfect cutlery, perfect service, perfect furniture, a jazzy dance-floor, professional high-end DJs, extreme eye-candy ushers and receptionists and all the little details perfectly taken care of. The four-course rich-man's food and expensive wine all add to that magical experience. The crooning of the exotic, eye-candy singer makes one feel like royalty. Then the party starts when the impeccably dressed and groomed glitterati take the dance floor and shimmy till the sun rises again. And so there I was dancing and drinking and eating and looking.

In conclusion parties are a very necessary survival tool for the college student whose life revolves around the stresses of never-ending assignments, presentations, tests and exams. It is needed for the student who has to deal everyday with a weirdly convoluted and distressing social network of friends and peers at his/her dorm and campus. It is definitely needed for the mental release of the student who lives a structured, hard-working life. The reckless abandonment is a must.

But then again its just a substitute for something else. Something to provide me with a sense of calm and fulfillment. I don't want to feel the sense of despair at my daily life so that I need to 'lose myself' in some heady momment on the dance-floor. What am I trying to avoid and forget at these parties? What am I looking for?

Peace, acceptance and love.