To, An Undefined Feeling, Love. I don’t know where to start my address,simply take it as a note from someone who breathe on the Land of God.What is your real form? I always wanted to touch you and feel you,what is in you? Highness of your character I am so doubtful about you at times… Continue reading An Epistle To Love
Jis Khet Se Dehkan Ko Maya’sur Nahin rozi, Us Khet K Har Khosha e Gun’dum Ko Jala Dou If a field does not provide livelihood to the tiller Burn Every Cluster of wheat of that field The extract from Iqbal’s very famous poem,’Farman e Khuda’,how unfortunate that nation would be if the tiller himself is… Continue reading Burn Every Cluster of Wheat of That Field
The substantive existence of the society is not only common but simple too,but certain factors existing in the society creates hurdles,a ramp after every goodness and thats the very unique time we need to understand that standing against the odds is the best feature of a man or simply the best act of God’s creation,there… Continue reading The Moral Brigade
A Rum of Wealth, An Alcohol of Fame, Give me I want to be Eternal! A Vodka of Leisures, A Wine of Materials, Provide me I want to be Drunk! What this Man has become, Pity,What He has done! Love for them Hatred within, As if Just Poison to Folks of Kin! No Pain after… Continue reading …Or You May Lose The Best in You!
Time moves on,we don’t get the time to absorb the scene and the sight changes,is it life? People step into your small world and then say bye without knowing that others also have a heart,full of feelings! On the other side,human came onto this world to accept Allah,but that supreme being then bestowed humanity with… Continue reading The Life Rolls On …
When You get people around to suppress you,don’t get hurt,get a hidden smile and move on.Believe me this happens when others cannot see you where you want to be i.e indeed you want to be at the top of the world.As the life moves on,you get hundred million tacts to deal with different people in… Continue reading Twisting Patterns
Burning a cigarette or the ring smoke buns of sheesha doesn’t make you cool,rather defies the human existence and God’s most beautiful creation.During my teenage,I observed many boys continuing to smoke as if it will make a difference in there life,some started with breakage of their teenage crushes and some followed with educational stresses,but embracing… Continue reading Mr.Smoker,Any Last Wish?