Strange, eh? Why ask forgiveness on a blog post and let the world know about the same? Well, let's first talk about 'forgiveness of what'.
Forgive me, oh Lord!
I feel I’m going to die
But, do I have to lose my parents for people to be a little more nicer towards me?
She Lied. For me, she died?
She lied. For me, she died? Oh, she lied that she cried. I didn't know Love. But, my heart skipped a beat whenever I heard someone even say, "I love her." Because it reminded me of you. The way you used to tell me through various ways of yours that you loved me. And that... Continue Reading →
She wasn’t back. Not anymore.
I'm not afraid to die. I'm just afraid what if I were dead and you, you didn't die a little with me.
She was back. Again.
Not a love story but, a story about love. Because, Feelings do change. Memories do fade. And when life ends, 'The Heart Understands'.
Forgive Yourself Too: Before Dying
A very short story to redefine Mother-Son love.
A Poem for ‘The Batman’ fans!
When you hear the name 'Batman', what's the first thing that strikes your mind? 'The Movie'? Gawd. That's nice but, you got to understand what I'm trying to ask. Intelligence? Yeah, to some. But, to me, it's the whole world of selflessness. It's rare. Very, very rare in today's world. That's why. I like rare... Continue Reading →
Two years on WordPress!
Yes, you got it right. Spot on. I survived for two prolonged years on WordPress. You heard me, right? And you heard me right! Let's get started with a Thank You as per the regulations say. A "Thank You" note from the bottom of my heart to every soul that has ever read even a... Continue Reading →
Part 2-3 Days 3 Quote- Day 1
Greetings to Zehera Owais of Hubbhalal for nominating me. I was nominated by some more people long back in time, and unfortunately I don't remember their names. So, sorry about it. Here's the link to the last time I did this 3 Days-3 Quote challenge for Day-1. There are some very extra-ordinary quotes that you... Continue Reading →
Andaaz e Bayaan #4. Uss roz jab uthega woh
Someone asked me, "How are you so romantic? You must have been in love for long and hard. Isn't it?" I smiled and said, "No, but I have been loved a lot. And for long and hard." I wrote this one imagining how a couple would be feeling on the day of their marriage. I... Continue Reading →
Andaaz e Bayaan #3 Shayad kho gaya haii
Shayad kho gaya ho apna rishta_par main hun Mujhe dhundh le koii_ main harr zarf e nazar mein hun Apne daaman ki roshni badhaane ke liye Ham ghairon ki hastiyaan jalaayein kyun Jab rooh na rahi toh jism taraashein kyun Ek dil hi toh haii_Koii aur samaaye kyun Hamko unse haii ummeed e wafaa kuchh... Continue Reading →
Andaaz e Bayaan #2 Chaandni chaand se nahin hoti
Chaandni chaand se nahin hoti Raat taaro_n ki nahin hoti Uth raha haii ye mu'aamla fir se Haii dhuaan aagh kyun nahin hoti Jal raha haii ye dil mera kab se Haii khabar roshni nahin hoti Hun main zinda mere naseebo_n se Kyun muhazzab saba nahin hoti Hain charaagha_n muhaal dil ko mere Shama... Continue Reading →
Andaaz e Bayaan #1 Meri rooh sehem si jaati haii
Its not about what I write. Its about the way I write. I think. I over think. Then, I write. Meri rooh sehem si jaati haii_Jab bhi teri yaad aaye Phir na shab guzre_Na chaen aaye Na neend aaye_Na maut aaye Seher se poochh lena_Haal e talaffuz tum mere Ham bin kahe_Sunte rahe Tum bin... Continue Reading →
Maqsad e Hayaat: #5. Mujhe apni i’naayat de
I wish I had good voice. I would have sung this Urdu poem as a Nasheed because I so much love it. All the way I kept humming in my mind the rhythm of this poem if it were. May be, one day I'll try. But, sad. Anyway. Here's the last one of this series.... Continue Reading →
Lucid Deliberations: #5. Interpretations matter more than misinterpretations.
Inspired by a fellow wordpress blogger. ★inspired post★ I once wrote this: "It's not about the way I look. Its all about the way, I look." By the time of posting it I only had four interpretations inveterately navigating through my brain. Putting some more effort after being hinted, I tried knacking and finally explicated... Continue Reading →
Lucid Deliberations #4. Translations can never be exact.
This is a requested post. Well, I offered that request instead. I wrote this Urdu Poem some time ago and because a blogger friend wasn't able to contemplate a few of its lines, I decided to translate it. (I just pray that I did good.) Here's a link of the Urdu Poem While doing the translation... Continue Reading →
Maqsad e Hayaat: #4. ~Aap yaad bahot aati ho~
Sometimes it's not about how well you write; but, what you write. Aap yaad bahot aati ho Jab koii saath nahi deta Jab koii baat nahi sunta Toh aap yaad bahot aati ho Kadam jab ladkhadate hain Aapki yaad dilaate hain Sambhalne ki koshish jo karta Ye duniya muskurati haii Girr ke jab uth nahi... Continue Reading →
That Weird Beard Guy 