Thursday, October 17, 2013

The things which are not in  my control can not be helped . So I just need to let them go .

I just have to suffer patiently and silently ,,,,and wait for it to over .

But some where inside it is killing me .....

No matter how much I try ,,,this feeling of helplessness is awful ...... 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

In the end , bad guys with good hearts have to die (Conclusion drawn from epic action Drama).

Monday, July 22, 2013

Whenever I get sick , I become so unbearable.....
I just don't know why everything looks so bleak sometimes (read most of the time ) . No matter how many times I tell myslef to see the glass half full not half empty . Sometime it seems like nothing will please me . I am so complex and have become so unpredictable . Now I even can't predict myself..........But I will get better , Insha-Allah :-)

Remind me of Kite Runner's Famous Line "Zindagi Mizgara - Life goes on " 

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

My aunt passed away day before yesterday .  She was an amazing woman and her conduct was exemplary . She was so loving ....even she is no more I can still feel her love & warmth and will cherish them rest of my life .

May she rest in peace and May Allah grant her highest place in jannah . Ameen

Asman Teri Lehad Par Shabnam Afshani Kare
Sabza-e-Nourasta Iss Ghar Ki Nighebani Kare

May the sky shed its dew upon your grave!
May the freshly grown verdure watch over your home!

Friday, March 01, 2013

I was reading my secret diary today , and a sentence I wrote last year strike me big time . Here it is
         "I am living life but there is no life inside me "
Of late I have realized that I am pretty melancholy person.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

" Don't run away from grief, O Soul
Look for the Remedy inside the Pain.
Because the Rose came from the Thorn
And the Ruby came from a Stone. "

Almost all Sufi saints consider pain as one of the most important ingredient  of  reaching to solitude . We all can not avoid it . But the irony is that sometime fear of pain is more than the pain itself . 

Sunday, February 10, 2013

I love this poem written by Tupac Shakur . It is so simple yet so intense .

I Cry

Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confide in,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes...
I Cry
and no one cares about why.

 we never learn to bend 
 so we break and break again
 and now we're broken in 
 too many pieces to mend 
 too many pieces to mend