A new day A new life That will stay With no strife. An eternal joy For the same old boy I wish you and a lot I pray 'Cause its your day. From the same old friend For the friendship that'll never end. A smile that stays forever I wish you success hereafter You are... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #33. The Enigmatic Soul
"Are you human?" "The soul never gets old. Especially when its the enigmatic one. But, the body does." "But, what is with you? Why do you have to act like you're not broken?"
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 →
Secrets of My Diary: #20. ~Jannah-The Paradise to look for~
This life is temporary. So I am happy to let you go; because I'm planning to be with you in Jannah. I wrote it in my fable and went to bed. As I laid down and as it always happens I began with my out of the world creations.Things are so crazy and life is... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #19. ~Ever wondered why you wonder?~
How grand it is to wake up when the whole world is still asleep. I wonder why does one even sleep. What, did they climb Mount Everest or pulled a bullock-cart that they feel like a oscitant to gradually fall at their beds. Well that's beyond any human restraint. But, there has to be a... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #15. ~You can’t be ordinary.~
Your time is precious. And the worst part is that you can't save it. And the best part is that you can't spend it. So stop now. Drop your time in solitude. Think about the track your life is upon. Ask for His forgiveness. He's very forgiving. He's our creator. He's the giver. And He's... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #12. ~My MoMDaD~
There is no Replacement of 'em! Everything; almost everything has got a replacement somewhere down the stall. But, the sweetest desires of love are never to befall. Resistance from them is the shortcut to paradise hereafter. For it lies in the dark, and Allah knows better. _Saiz
Mizaaj e Ishq: #4. ~Zindagi mein bahot kam…~
Important Note: I wrote this one so randomly and with so much affection that I literally loved it the most of all my Urdu Poetry. I wanted to add this to my collection of Mizaaj e Ishq though I earlier stratified of limiting that section to just a count of three. I just could not... Continue Reading →
Mizaaj e Ishq: #3. ~Nuks to unn mein hote hain…
No English translation this time. Not because I could not do it or I did not have time. But, because this one is special. Incomparable is what I call it. Nuks toh unn mein hote hain_ Jinhein insaani taameer milti haii Mere Rab ke haathon ka noor toh_Uska chehra bataata haii Mera hamnava Mera ishq... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #33. ~The Past has gone so fast~
Not all the scars are shown. Not all the sparse are known. Beautiful is the life free of love absconds. Relations of old are unbreakable bonds. The Past has gone so fast. Today, how long does it last! Tomorrow is promised to no one. Then why to wait for someone! Every laughter has in it,... Continue Reading →
Mizaaj e Ishq: #2 ~Be’daar tha main…~
I penned this one with great love. And for this I need to mention that- "And sometimes I write about feelings I have never felt." (Unmarried :P) Yeah! This time the English part is good to my essence. Hope you people like it the way I do. Here I come: never undone! 🙂 Be'daar tha main_Par... Continue Reading →
Mizaaj e Ishq: #1. ~Kaash kabhi aesi bhi…~
So, this comes off, not really as a supplement to my Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers. But, not of much dissent rather. Before I get you held in my mysterious stranded words, lemme just get back to what I am intent to do. P.S. : I've worked really hard upon this and the upcoming ones. I hope... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #32. ~I’ll wait for you~
Request- Read slow. Perhaps you will love it more if you tend to sing it along side. I jotted it while I was singing. Yeah! I'll wait for you. I'll wait forever. You say, "Never". I say, "Then how?". Open your heart. If not your eyes. Just see how much. There's love that lies. I... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 15
So, as you can see, the number 15 is here. It's really saddening for me to end this segment here in. But, I had to do it to safeguard its integrity. Honestly speaking, I'll come up with something similar, yet different. Indeed, I tried my hardest again to end it upon a high note. I... Continue Reading →
Raah e Khuda: #5. ~Ishq…~
I wonder a lot. Not because I am so lame to do other things in life. But, that's what makes me jot down the most of my imaginations on paper. I fantasize this aspect into my Urdu Poetry to a much greater extent. To keep it real, I talk about love. And what is the... Continue Reading →
Raah e Khuda: #2. ~Tu jagah-jagah ki…~
After the response I got with my first post under this section I have been upon cloud nine; and I'm still there. :p Well! The most difficult job is to be better than how you were yesterday. And this is what I love to do. But, seriously its really very tedious. I wanted to acknowledge... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 13
I was created. You were created. And Allah planned our destiny to be one Long before we were created. -Saiz
Secrets of My Diary: #29. ~Its not a love story~
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
Sometimes Love Is Not Enough: #1. Dad, you know I love you.
"If you don't know what's right, you have no right to say what's wrong." Dad marked me with these words when I was to leave my hometown for the first time, for further studies. "You are not a kid anymore. You have responsibilities of late as of now.", he prompted. My mind was still stuck... Continue Reading →
