Aly Gulamhusein

Tag: Women

  • A Woman Wearing a Sun Hat Sitting Atop the Hill

    On Saturday afternoon, my friends and I went to Christie Pits Park in Toronto. We dropped our bikes and belongings down about half way up a hill, close to the corner of Bloor Street West and Christie Street. That’s also where we sat, for over five hours, or something like that. (more…)

  • Oasis, Vindicated

    The definition of "wonderwall", according to Word Porn.
    The definition of “wonderwall”, according to Word Porn.

    Here’s the song by Oasis, if you’re unsure of what I’m referring to:

    So, there, Travis. Here’s the song I’m referring to:

    In case you didn’t already know, Oasis is my most favouritist band. Like, ever.

  • Closing the Book

    Mavis Gallant died today, and the news carries a certain import for me. I’m not very well read, or particularly attached to her writing, but her story, and stories, seems to resonate with me. (more…)

  • A Single Man’s Valentine’s Day

    A Single Man’s Valentine’s Day

    It’s Valentine’s Day. Yay. 🙂

    Bullshit.

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  • Do You Still Keep the Scars on Your Wrist?

    I have seven fading scars on the wrist of my right arm. I put them there, twelve years ago. I used cigarettes. I used to smoke menthols.

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  • From the Archives – I Met a Girl the Other Night

    For a week or two, now, I’ve been noticing beautiful women everywhere. It’s becoming something of a distraction. I’m attracted to women at all turns.

    I’m attracted to women! Now, I just need to learn how to talk to them. Baby steps, Bernard. Baby steps. But no babies.

    I don’t have time to pound out a piece about this right now, so I’ll leave you with this anecdote from the archives. (more…)

  • My First Teeth Falling Out Dream

    My First Teeth Falling Out Dream

    When I googled “teeth falling out dream” the first thing that came up was sexual repression. (more…)

  • The Angry Buddhist – 1

    The Angry Buddhist – 1

    Whenever I think about Buddhism I immediately envision a cat lady. Not an old cat lady, but a young one who still has time to find a lifetime lover. She’s probably about thirty-eight, with crow’s-feet. Her hair is shoulder length, and she wears flats regularly. (more…)

  • Wasting Time Thinking

    Wasting Time Thinking

    I spend a lot of time thinking. In fact, I probably spend too much time thinking. From the minute I hit snooze on my alarm clock until I reset it at night, my mind is racing. There are very few moments of thoughtlessness during my waking day, if any. I’ve even started to dream more than I ever remember doing.

    The issue that I’ve been facing lately is how to deal with the unproductive, or irresolute, thoughts. (more…)

  • Thinking About Women

    I recently started teachers college, and it’s shaping up to be a very busy semester. I have nine weeks of class before five weeks of practicum. That’s a lot of work to accomplish in 14 weeks. And, get this, the first week is already over!

    Tomorrow morning I have a math exam, which I’m sure I’ve touched on, so tonight I decided I would have fish for dinner. You know, brain food. (more…)