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No its not writer's block Its something else Just wondering why am I not writing much these days!

Monday, June 30, 2014

Time recycling

Its amazing how time recycles....
I was around 8 years when there was summer Ramzan with prolong rozas
And now my only child is around the same age just waking up for sahoor yet no intention to fast :)

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Ramadan begins

Ramadan brings along so much
peace, practice, piety, purity 
and memories

Was it a dream?

It wasn't a bed I was sleeping on
It was something flowing and colder
It was something having waves
I was floating instead of sleeping
with my face facing the sky
and the flowing water being my bed
with all my hair open and wet
with my gown rustling with air
my eyes were peacefully shut
yet the dreams were flowing through them
And somebody was watching keenly from a distance
It wasn't a dream, was it?
Or I was floating somewhere between 
wakefulness and dreaming?

Friday, June 27, 2014

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Meeting a good soul

And then I met her.

She waited and insisted on me to take out sometime for her.

At times a human is a the biggest sympathy to the other, a soul which could be trusted, which gives you a chance to vent out, a  heart who sympathizes yours and extends a tenderness which is generally unknown.

Somebody who waits for your coming and reluctant for your leaving. Simple and unremarkable people at times become very special and close.

Bond develops and relationship ensues.

A human to human relation could be the purest.

People honor you sometimes. 

Precious Moments

Time and again I realize there is a secret behind being interconnected. People who initially feel attracted towards each other and may stay connected for long is not merely a coincidence. It isn't even about only looks and appearance. Its something deeper. Something more complicated. Actually being together for sometime may make you realize, beauty is really skin deep. You find pleasure where most people don't. You find beauty which is usually not seen through worldly eyes. You come closer and make confessions, you ask someone to give you their time, you wait for their comings and count their goings. You vent out your deeper secrets comfortably, you develop an unknown trust. How these things happen is a mystery. But I am sure for one thing, it does not happen everyday, with every other person, and when it does, you should know how to value it.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

ترے اتارے ہوے دن

ترے  اتارے ہوے دن پہن کے اب بھی میں 
تری مہک میں کئی روز کاٹ دیتا ہوں 

گلزار 

Search

There are times when a search does not give you anything
except nothing-ness and restless-ness 

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Pebbles and waves

Too small or too big
I collected them all
The lovely pebbles
The waves come and go
Touch them to leave
Push them or cleave
They stay for they know
The waves will have to
Always return to them

Sea calling

Sea is calling me
With the soft sand and high waves
I shall play
A lonely walk on the shore
And some more dreams
I shall weave

Friday, June 20, 2014

Pain

And then a time comes when you can not decide which pain is more intense, physical or emotional?

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Of patients and misery

I hate it when every other case I report has malignancy. It is dreadful telling people they have a disease which would not let them survive for long. 
I wish there was more happiness and less misery around us
I wish I have more good news for my patients.
I wish I could spread smiles instead of tears.

Mirror

Really?
Could that be myself?
The mirror must be playing games
Who is this stranger reflecting?
Why do I miss my old self?

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Elif Shafak quotes




















The quest for Love changes us. There is no seeker amongst those who search for Love who has not matured along the way. The moment you start looking for Love, you start to change within and without.













Saturday, June 14, 2014

The moon & The Holy night

The moon encirlcles the orbit to renew the dates. Bringing back some Holy nights and some memories each year.
It was the same moon and the same Holy night sometimes back that a new name was added to my prayer list. It didn't remain new after all. But then again people come and go. You lose connection. They want you to forget. But the moon is such a reminder. Bringing back Holy nights. Bringing back memories.

Indecent Proposal

(Do not wonder. Some words are meant for some people, so they touch deeply and leave an impact. This script had so many words written only for me, so do not wonder.)

Losing Diana was like

losing a part of me.

I thought nothing could change

the way we felt about each other
I thought we were invincible.


Diana: If you ever want something badly, let it go. If it comes back to you, then it's yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never yours to begin with.


John: Dance?
Diana: I should go.
John: I remember once when I was young, and I was coming back from some place, a movie or something. I was on the subway and there was a girl sitting across from me and she was wearing this dress that was bottoned queer up right to here, she was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And I was shy then, so when she would look at me I would look away, then afterwards when I would look back she would look away. Then I got to where I was gonna get off, and got off, the doors closed, and as the train was pulling away she looked right at me and gave me the most incredible smile. It was awful, I wanted to tear the doors open. And I went back every night, same time, for two weeks, but she never showed up. That was 30 years ago and I don't think that theres a day that goes by that I don't think about her, I don't want that to happen again. Just one dance?

(This could not have ended better)

What was all that about?

John: I wanted to end it.
She never would have looked at me the way she did at him.

(So, in the end what matters is how you look at him)

Friday, June 13, 2014

Midsummer night

There aren't much charms
In a midsummer night
Unless you begin to count
The beauty of a full moon
Shining down on you
Ah, Let me fall in love again
On this midsummer night


Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Strange

How you never met and feel togetherness
How you never part and feel all the pain 

Jungle

I know I am gonna die soon but certainly not in this war zone, leaving behind my child alone in the jungle of animals wearing human masks.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Worktable

A few dry petals about to lose their fragrance
some music
green tea
and lots of work

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Hypocricy

At times being straightforward can open the doors to suffering
At times I wish I could be as hypocrite as the world around.

Suffocation

Everything was suffocating about the night. Heat, humidity and an ill defined ache.

Night which had been a faithful companion to her for long, was gradually becoming scary and unfriendly.

She tied up her hair in a high knot and left the bed.

This was going to be another insomnia episode.

Sometimes running away becomes painful. Sometimes getting back to memories is the only solution, not that it would make any difference.

So slowly she was getting back to memories.

Some people do not take permission before entering into the smoothly running stream of your life, no knocks, no bells, no warnings. They just come and with their persuasive presence change everything, turning them upside down.

And then the dream is over in less than fraction of a second and you find an stranger looking back into your eyes. Without even a goodbye kiss.

But what of the effects their short lived presence had left behind?

Bewilderment!

Insomnia!

Loneliness!

Suffocation!

Certainly this was going to be a suffocating night.

Friday, June 6, 2014

I wish

I wish realities weren't as harsh
or they were less cruel
I wish I was as stronger
as I appear. 


Sunday, June 1, 2014

Eyes

If I may accept the fact somehow
that time spent and words spoken
could have been deceitful
Still there is no way I could believe
the words spoken by those eyes
were untruthful.