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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 →
This might break some people’s hearts.
This might wrench some people’s emotions.
But, at the same time some people will remain lifeless and go on boasting about being humans and their human rights.
Pathetic, this world.
Recently, many regions of Syria (Aleppo in particular) have been subjected to mass airstrikes and bombing- a furious war between extremists, rebels and Western interveners claiming to be carrying out their innate responsibility of “defending democracy”. Caught between the crossfire are little children who once lead ordinary lives, going to school, talking about superheroes and princesses, and living the boundless, colourful lives that children are supposed to live.
A lot can change in a few years. Whereas before, the children of Syria went about their daily lives very much like the children of Britain or America, their state of being today is a whole different story. Countless documentary-makers, journalists and photographers have sought to capture the daily plight of Syrian children in photographs and films, and although these productions give us a glimpse of their struggles, we can never truly understand what these children are being forced to endure on a daily basis.
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The worst point in being sick is not that you are actually sick but that feeling which constantly haunts you for being worthless and being good for nothing; and that feeling of despair when you try to do the easiest of the things but you just can't do because you're so sick. What hurts so... Continue Reading →
The number seven now. Ten seems to be a good number. That's my enrollment no. even. Well. Nothing's ever going to stop me from doing non senses at ease. I penned this one down some time ago. I was checking my drafts today and thought this deserves a better place. Anyways. I'll leave it by... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
My hands are lifeless though, my eyes are still bright. Sway not away from me, until I see the light. -Saiz
"I wish words could express how I felt about you. But, sometimes I am glad they don't; because that will leave you in tears. And you know I can bear everything but not a drop of water pouring out of your eyes." -Saiz
"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 →
Things can't always be perfect. Perfection in a relationship means how fast you bounce back after a distress -Saiz
Choosing between two rights is quite easy when you are lazy enough to extract one. And choosing between two wrongs is the hardest of life's protocol. But, choosing between the contrasts of right and wrong is humanity. Sometimes I wonder a lot. I don't care if I'm fathomed by my overt thinking. I just start... Continue Reading →
If you were happy Before you knew someone, You will be happy After they are gone. If you were upon your ways No matter who stays You'll win in the end From afar and unbend People love me And they expect it back, So they start hating me Think its me who lack. They never... Continue Reading →
Waking up from sleep Amidst the darkest hours of the night Always gave a disguise feeling Of what could have been lost Has lost completely in me off-coast. With that there can be no more of that Innocence of sleep. Instead all those 'ifs' and 'whys' Leave me shaken For hours into disgust In this... Continue Reading →
'The Last Night' , I eventually sat with my books ope; Pondering continuously over the last day's hope. Suddenly I belittled my books while being on study-table, Read few endeth lastly verses as always, of corpus of my half-lived-life's fable . Made an effortless effort to lift up my favorite pen; Thoughts in my mind... Continue Reading →
