...and sometimes I miss you_ even when_ you're right in front of me.
Feels of My ‘4:00AM YOU’
Finding Verities: #3. Being Sad For No Reason?
*inspired post* I wanted to write upon 'being sad for no reason' but turned out the other way around. And before I begin, let me acknowledge, until you read the last word you won't be able to comprehend the truth of this blog post. Sometimes it happens that whatever you think of turns out to... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #16. ~A few things left unsaid.~
There are always things which you can't tell your parents. And if you don't have a sister then it's never going to be easy. There's no one who can understand. The only choice left is to keep such thoughts deep down into your heart so that it's effect doesn't create an ache to your soul.... 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
Secrets of My Diary: #3. Satisfaction is bliss!
The reason no one has ever established satisfaction in their lives is that it's a never-ending sumptuous desire. Whims mostly are never comprehensible. And one should believe that being satisfied is a state that should be evaluated upon self-assurance. But, we are the victims of our own egotism eventually. There's a point in saying that... Continue Reading →
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 →
Secrets of My Diary: #27. ~Getting back in time- Family Time~
That feeling when you are sitting among a few relatives of yours and they start to take you back in time when you were an year old or so and you get to know about the mischiefs you did, the affection, the love, the compassion you received and how you use to run down the... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #25. ~I don’t miss the old you; but, the old me.~
No matter how good a person may become. No matter how better he has changed into. No matter if he has the best of the paths of life to walk on. Some people are going to be there who just won't like him. They will always judge him for what he once was. That old... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #23. ~I choose: To Think Again~
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 →
That Weird Beard Guy 