Silent Whispers - Revisited

When we grow old our pains grow bigger too. And at times expressing them as violently as they are being felt, can deepens the pain. When every factor is an aggravating factor and there is no hope of consolation It's better to be brave and face them single handedly. Only sometimes, we can not.

The clock ticks time moves on the day runs evening pass on The work progresses people go on All the characters display their acts descend from stage dissolve in space And yet I am still watching them unmoved, unfeeling enveloped by stillness

Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless 'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words Dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight ...into the shining sun

Anticipation can take you to heights and lows. That I knew already and yet still it is an altogether different feelings each time. In early January with the beginning of 2017 I received a text from M.Atif Farid that I should be ready to organise yet another event in early February during Karachi Literature Festival dates. Since it was strongly expected that Sir Tarar would be in town during those dates. As usual I was on a tight schedule. 18th January was the date for an important conference presentation and I had no time to work on this task. The day this conference was over , Atif bhai reminded me to lead the event which was in pipeline since December. From 19th January to 12th Feb was a short duration to arrange everything. But there was no chance of denying and running away. A person like myself who always is happy in functioning from behind the scenes, was supposed to be quite uncomfortable coming to the front and lead. In all previous events I kept a low profile. But since 2013

https://soundcloud.com/ayiza-gilani/ost-saheliyan-jaanan-sajjad-ali Non stop today دل  کی کیا بات کریں دل تو ہے ناداں جاناں  

I feel  left behind disconnected missed out when it comes to  keep up the pace with this world The world which is deceiving irrational illogical and fake. And in the made-up world I want to exist my natural existence.

Some dates are not extraordinary Only that writing down them Makes the pen shiver a bit Enough to knock at the memory gates