The Return 2012

This entry has been inspired by an incredibly touching email sent to me today by U.K.J. Your words meant a lot and I shall reply soon.

As you may have noticed, I stopped writing this blog several months ago. 9 months ago to be exact. While I did not have a baby, life did alter immensely and in a weird almost poetic way, one can say indeed, a new life was born. That life was mine.
In retrospect, it can be said I stopped writing because whereas in the past I had felt my writing helped me figure myself out, it had then begun to hold me back as well. 9 months ago I stopped wanted to ‘figure it all out’, I stopped wanting to justify me to myself- I simply wanted to do without having to think about doing anything and everything I did. As wrong as this may sound to some, immediate or even shortly delayed reflection on ones decisions or acts or even behavior at times is a life lived with great caution. I have to admit that for the first time in my life I wanted to feel inhibited. That inhibition in itself is a selfish act, perhaps- but there comes a certain time in certain people’s lives when there is an unexplainable need to just BE and only they can understand what I am talking about.
The nearly three years I spent in New York was that period of inhibition for me- and so dear and sacred was this time and experience and so personal that, for the most part, I did not want to share it with anyone at all.

Now, 9 months later from when I blogged last and exactly 4 weeks ago, I moved back to Karachi. I moved back, a new person and this new person wants to share.
And so, once again,
Raw Life is officially alive.

Cheers,
kAy