I thought it was about time I posted something on this blog other than fiction, poetry and my usual general rambling.
Throughout my travels across the vast planes of the interwebs, I found my thirst for reading, in combination with illustration, satiated in the form of web-comics.While I’m a fan of quite a few Pakistani webcomics, I’ll save those for another day. None of them quite fit the same categories as the ones I’ve listed below, so I thought I’d avoid the confusion of mixing them in.
Without further ado, in no particular order, here are my favourite (western?) webcomics.
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This quote from The Reluctant Fundamentalist struck a chord with me rather terribly, for it defines a chunk of who I am.
I’ve plenty more to say on the topic of belonging and stability, but for fear of boring you to death, I shall leave it here. For now.
So, this is kind of inspired-by-slash-a-continuation-of this quote/poem, which I originally read on instagram.
For a while
The butterflies had died
My self and stomach still.
An epoch of silence.
The beating began
The flutter tickled
The batting, an ache within,
‘Twas the moths that woke me
Alive and spirited as ever
Never quite as vibrant.
I was 11 years old. She was my Nano’s close friend.
The task set before me, though seemingly simple, was one the first of its kind I was entrusted to. I had been asked to bring the lemonade from the kitchen to the lounge, and to serve the guest.
Having successfully lifted the tray and advanced forward, I teetered into the lounge. The two ladies sat chatting, on the sofa before me. Smiling wide smiles and salaming salam’s, I continued forward. Little did I know, my feet had chosen that very moment for a collision.
WHOOP! CRASH! SPLASH!
My eyes tightly closed, I didn’t trust myself to breath for a few second. Slowly rising up from the ground, I took in the spectacle before me.
A confounded lemonade sodden aunty, mouth agape, my grandmother with her lip bitten and an overturned (thankfully not broken) jug and glasses.
Needless to say, I was excused from kitchen duties for the near future.