Sunday, October 11, 2009

meri zindagi ko be-samar us ne kiya
umer meri thi, usko basar us ne kiya

Friday, June 19, 2009

Paimana Bideh

Good music has no language!
Great melody.

One of the most beautiful and romantic songs by the duo (Zeb & Haniya)! The song is in Pashto/Dari and this video has the translation...

Monday, May 25, 2009

Birthday Poem

20 May
that's my birthday

My brother & a very good friend dedicated me a poem this year.
here it is:

I know its late but hope u like it.......

God gave a gift to the world when you were born
a person who loves, who cares,
who sees a person’s need and fills it,
who encourages and lifts people up,
who spends energy on others
rather than herself,
someone who touches each life she enters,
and makes a difference in the world,
because ripples of kindness flow outward
as each person you have touched, touches others.
Your birthday deserves to be a national holiday,
because you are a special treasure
for all that you’ve done.
May the love you have shown to others
return to you, multiplied.
I wish you the happiest of birthdays,
and many, many more,
so that others have time to appreciate you
as much as I do.

Thank you so much for the honor Waqar bahi.
Its great :)

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Empty Eyes

Eyes... Loves the care they receive
Eyes... Sparkling like twinkling stars
Eyes... Filled with honesty and pride
Eyes... Wearing the smile so bright
Eyes... Sings enchanting melodies
Eyes... Reflecting the feelings so pure
Eyes... Observe, understand, listen, speak
Eyes... Carrying the believe so firm
Eyes... Graced with charm and beauty
Eyes... Having the confidence so strong
Eyes... Define the soul inside

Those Eyes are stolen away
No traces, no shadows, no hints are left
The orbs are containing only visionary objects
Silent, Vacant, Dark and Hurt
All colors are faded away
The life in them turns grey

Wondering who's eyes are those ?
Why can't you recognize ?
Its a gift of your's !
Ok, turn around and see
Its Me
Owner of the Empty Eyes.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Lemonade Award aka Limopaani Award :P

THANKS alot to Mubi for her nice concern and awarding me. Its nice of being tagged.

The Rules:

1. Thank the person who was so thoughtful for giving you this award by linking their blog to this post.

2. Put the logo on your blog or post.

3. Nominate 10 blogs which show great attitude/gratitude.

4. Link your nominees to your post.

5. Comment them to tell them about the award they’ve won.

So. the first two rules are done successfully but sadly many of my fellow bloggers are already awarded, so i cannot complete the Number 10. Lets see how many i can find...


phew... ! ok i found only 3 to tag.
its alright that's what a lemonade is, a bit of sweet, sour & salt.
not always we get what we want!

Summer Sensation is reaching its Peak so Enjoy loads of Lemonade to Chill . :)

Monday, March 16, 2009

Together We Rise; We are the NATION

Heartily Congratulations to the nation on the completion of first step against injustice and sick feudalistic system, first step towards Betterment and Development of our society.
Congratz on the restoration of Independent Judiciary.
May this fruitful air will be more long lasting and proves to be the important pillar in the building of our society. Amen and InshaAllah !

Friday, February 6, 2009


I think you are very careless!

U come and leave things behind!

See now what you have left?

U just came in my mind

And left a smile on my face !

Thursday, February 5, 2009

A Solution is Asked

Why we protest even for a justified issue but with violent and aggressive means?
Why our people show there anger by hurting others, by damaging our assets, by taking innocent lives, by creating hazardous and scary atmosphere?

How can we stop this type of people who are responsible for all such illegal and evil acts? who are spreading an armed ; violent culture every where?

We all have the power to say "No" to violence so how can we utilize it in effective means from the early grounds on individual basis so that it may make a difference........?

How can we get rid of this developing culture?

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

The Change We Need

I still remember the day when our nation was in the state of transition (as we assumed), 18 February 2008, when after a long time people here voted for a change they desperately needed. The first time i was legally eligible to vote, but i did not vote. I wanted to go, but no one in my family went to vote and allowed me because they said it is of no use as we all knew the polling station nearby our area is guarded by some party workers who force people to vote for them but my one uncle did vote in the favour of change in his area.

Anyways, our nation showed a huge turn out against the existing policies and so called system. No doubt everybody delightfully surprised including beyond border countries who acknowledged our democratic skills and saw something more than their ideology of Pakistanis and Muslims. I regretted myself at that time that why i did not vote and be a part of it. Like everybody i also became hopeful that now the air around me will feel the change, the sunrise and the sunset of everyday will be more hopeful. Nothing overcomes the bulk of problems overnight but a slow step by step movement will be the cure of every disease cultivated in our society. Someday droplets of water will be a sea...
Someday, Oneday!

But instead of a progressive movement everything starts moving towards the downfall. The halt to alot of issues which was arose after the elections slowly drifted away and anarchy took its place again.
We voted for a change, for a hope, it was more important and significant than the turnout against Bush in US. Because our vote was against our pathetic system, those killing policies which were degrading us day by day. American people brought a change in the racism history of the world, which is originally the basic teachings of our religion but we tried not only to brought a change in the political history of our nation but showed the world our peaceful drive to turn all the odds into evens which were framed against us.
We lacked a leadership and we wanted it democratically. It was a big step from us towards the change. It was formed but only for a few days and then all went in vain.

I just can't understand what is going on here? Is there any clue?
I just can't see even a glimpse of any kind of proper governess here!

Power Grabbing is the motto of our elected government since the very first day. Their statements changes every other moment. Promises are nothing so why keep them.
Distributing our most honourable medals like sweets to the people who brought us to the gate way of demolition. Shaking hands and clicking photographs with all teeth out poses. Only Command and Command motive is everywhere, no Control anywhere. Largest cabinet in the history of our country is formed, still missing some most important ministries, which are missing because they are still in the process of decision making that which and who party and person will take it. Like always the faces are changed and the system and policies remained the same.
The hope we voted for dying slowly and the scenario is more worst than before.

"Panchon ungliyan ghee mei aur ser karhae mei"
is the present condition of our so called government.

Today, i have no regrets that why i didnot vote. Thank GOD for my timely decision. Because i never wanted to be a part of such a mess.

I read somewhere in the news paper column that formation of our country is a true miracle of Allah and how it is moving and still standing in the storm of issues is again a miracle.
After all HE is with us but that is not the only thing required for any betterment. Like in Urdu we say:
"Dua se pehle Dawa bhi zarori hy".
( Cure is needed before Prayer)

That cure was shown by us but sadly things are getting worst and worst. Power is the biggest examination on earth on man and in this exam our rulers may win in their personal goals but originally fail even to understand the meaning of it. They know only how to use it and don't know that it is the name of a thing which is felt by hearts and shown in the air and eyes of the society and the world. It is the Control, Not the Command!

Please Listen
We need a change
not in faces,
but in Paces!

Friday, January 30, 2009

Friends, for U....!

So many hands in 1 Lunch box

So many friends in 1 Bench

So many calls on 1 Birthday night

So many tears for one little Fight

FRIENDS are the best part of Life !

I received these lines in a text message few days ago and it took me in the memory lane of my school days. Each line tells perfectly the moments i can never forget. A group of 10 girls eat, drink, play, weep, enjoy, fight and laugh together, having no fear of being apart someday, like we will remain with each other forever. Now everyone is walking on the different ways of life, surprisingly not even any two of us have the same field but we are united by heart.

This sms left a huge warm smile on my face and tears in my eyes. A slideshow of images run through my mind echoing the sounds of friendship we had.

Miss You Yara :(

Thursday, January 8, 2009

A Kick Start

8 Jan 2009 ... a bit late to wish my readers a very Happy New Year but as it is a kick start so never mind;
I Wish U All The Goodness and Happiness for the year ahead !

This year was a kick start in my personal life also as the dawn of it wasn't so good for me because i was very disappointed at that time but around the dusk of the first day my fate twisted upside down and my Lord gifted me what i truly deserve and struggle for.
Last year i'd completed my two year's Graduation and was applied in Karachi University for B.S Third year or u can call it Master's program on merit basis but my name was not appeared in initial listings and i was so disappointed because when 3 years back i applied for graduation i failed to achieved it but now, while holding distinction marks with a lot of efforts to reach their i didn't found my name in the list again, it felt like a bad hard joke.
So, when the new year's sun was rising my heart was badly sinking but than a Miracle happened, 2nd merit lists were announced and there i was!
And now i am a B.S student exploring a new era of my life with full enthusiasm having shiny twinkling stars in my eyes :)

The First Day at Uni was fabulous and a memorable one. We were welcomed by a red carpet, hmmm actually a flowered carpet reception. Boys standing alined across the gate showering rose petals on new comers as we were passing by. Than a biggest quest was started as i had to reach my department.
KU is the largest university in Pakistan, spread across 1200 acres of land that's why shuttle service is essential to move from one department to another. Luckily i found one but bad luckily it was turned in the middle of the road towards other departments. That means still half way to go so i started marching towards my department i.e; Commerce which is in the neighborhood of IBA. My yummy Kabab Paratha with Chai breakfast digested in minutes and i was feeling thorns in my throat due to thirst as i reached there. But who cares, it was just a beginning of my excitement + it was nice to walk in such a good weather.
Our seniors tried to tease us, formally called Ragging but failed as we teased them back and it was a great fun.
After Orientation class we started exploring our uni and visited many departments, all on feet, ummm not many but a few which are in the way to the famous canteen lane, where number of canteens or u can say stalls are situated one by one selling different kinds of food. So, after eating and enjoying it was time to go home by Point (Bus or Shuttle service for students to pick and drop at specific timings). It runs across the city with only Rs. 3 charges per head daily.

But my day was not ended here. When i reached home i did laundry with my mother in the flow of my excitement, which i was delaying since 4 days.
While i was telling her my chatter box stories of the day she asked:
"Chalo sath sath kapre bhi dho lo".
and i said: "acha chalen... han tu main keh rahi thi k........."

And when i realized what she did, it was a funny story for my family and a shy, smiley, stupid agreement of mine. So, in the end it was calculated that i did escaped ragging in the uni but my mother did the job proudly :D

The second day was also good with introduction classes and a lot of walking. And than 2 holidays were there.
This whole too much walking full of excitement and enthusiasm thing resulted in fever and severe muscular pain but i love it because it is what i strive for.
Tomorrow is the working day, still i can feel the pain but its all part of the game as There Is No Gain Without Pain!