Shadows, Lights & Desires

In summers walking in the shade has always given me perfect comfort feeling because that’s where you are hidden from the sharp burning sunlight so you stay hydrated and enjoy the warm shadows. While in winters we opt for the sun to come out if it were more than 3 days so we can warm … Continue reading Shadows, Lights & Desires

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وقت

کبھی کبھی بیٹھے بیٹھے ایسا وقت یاد آجاتا ہے جس کی لکیریں آج بھی دماغ کے اُن خُلیوں سے جُڑی ہیں کہ اگر وقت رک بھی جائے تو شاید زندگی انتظار کے ترازو میں پھنس سی جائے۔ وقت کی پھسلتی ریت کی طرح یادیں یوں گھٹ سی گئیں ہیں یوں مانو کہ جیسے برسات کی … Continue reading وقت

ابھی تو تم کچی کلی تھے

واپس آجاؤ کے تمھاری ماں رو رو بُلاتی ہے کہتی ہے کہ: ابھی تو تم کچی کلی تھے ابھی تو تمھیں گود سے اُتارا تھا ابھی تو تمھیں چلنا سکھایا تھا رنگوں کو ذندگی میں بھرنا سکھایا تھا لال رنگ ہی کیوں چُن لیا تم نے کلیاں تو اور بھی رنگوں سی ہیں ابھی تو … Continue reading ابھی تو تم کچی کلی تھے

IF WISHES WERE HORSES, BEGGARS WOULD RIDE

She enjoyed staring at the stary night, and wished to feel the yellow lines and the sliver moon light She still wishes to search those "Three Stars", Once they lived like a glory as she remembers by her mother's told story She embraced the power of hope, and wishes one could always hold on the strengthened … Continue reading IF WISHES WERE HORSES, BEGGARS WOULD RIDE

Solitaire of Emotions

Flowers, so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect, a single bud can win hearts which million wars cannot handle.

Abrar Ahmed

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out-values all the utilities of the world. A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions – so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect, a single bud can win hearts which million wars cannot handle.

Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning. The actual flower is the plant’s highest fulfilment. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

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