childhood

the fragrance in those letters i kept in those diaries under my cupboard so that no one could see my feelings and neither would anyone understand them,they were those feelings and dreams i wished for at my window on rainy days and dark blue nights,

my childhood is a big question and a non-stop trail,a journey,a big clock a whole lot of systems running in me,

my childhood is in those doll houses i made,in those puzzle books i matched,in those pebbles i collected and lost them the next day,in those playgrounds i played on early afternoon and got wet on slides when it rained,in those little little excitements which thrilled me each surprise moment,its in those mistakes i made and got scolded,its in those sleepless nights when i wished for someone to tell me a story for a lifetime,its in those delicious dishes my mother made and i licked it plain,its in those fights i had in which i cried and could not defend myself,its in those sunday mornings when i went grocery with my father with my little toy trolley,its in those homework i did,in those drawings i made,its in those clothes i wore and made them my life,its in those cushions i cudled while watching my favourite cartoon on cartoon network,its in those falls i had when i wounded myself and was sad for my body to have gotten hurt and for the blood which flew oozingingly,its in those hugs and kisses my grandmother and grandfather gave me when payed a visit,its in those bags which i bought with me to the shopping mall,its in those desires i had which never got fulfilled,its in those questions i asked and wondered all day,its in those games i played during the holidays and won alone and cheered for my scores,its in those trips to the zoo where i saw animals and wished to have fed them,its in those books i read and read and found a new story each time,its in those talks i had with god when everyone slept and prayed for a better morning and a more easy one,its in those hot baths i had early mornings,its in those swimming pools i played and wished to stay in water forever,its in those droppings on my clothes when i went to restaurant and didnt eat properly,its in those breaths i had when i was ill and felt happy being at home all day,its in everything..
my childhood is boat and its still waiting to sail..

visit to secrets

Secrets are one treasure-like sayings which make us either to conceal or too secretive.

they are roads to curiosity,u want to either know them or either keep them till the last day..

but they are very important in our minds and souls,

they somehow teach us the correct meaning of mistakes and deeds,

some teach us the patience of situations,

some teach us the change of view of someone or the other,

and some are there with us throughout,

sometimes we know the truth but we are bound to keep quite and not let it out,some truths are there just for destructions of unity and well-being..

each of us whether young or old have soo much hidden inside us,

little little secrets and the big big ones as well,

we realise that one day we have to let all out and if we have to then why do we keep them for such long durations?who are we hidding it from?

its a human mind afterall,cant argue with its temperments,

they are at times impossible and at times digestable..

secrets are like medicines,they can either cure u or either destroy u,

when we keep lots of things inside us we tend to bend to pain and insecurity,

these hidden treasures are not always as valuable as they seem to be,they arent so great that we have to give its hard glow on our lives,

we have to throw them into the sea and forget about them,cause some treasures are not ours,actually no ones..

She turns ten,my little princess..

She is now a big girl,
finally ten years old on the 8th of september,
what a journey so far,i still remember that little pink blossom in my arms sleeping peacefully..
and today a big girl she is,tall and beautiful forever..
time has changed,so strong and modest she has become with so much of confidence and knowledge and she is fearless of the coming up challenges,good job i think in my mind,
this is our youth,the one who will rise and bring us fruits of creativity and freshness..
she has kept me in the thought of her small little hands now becoming in shape and she a lady,
i miss those childhood days when i use to admire her all day long,her johnson baby lotion and her fragrant smell,my god what a child she was,
may god give her all the happiness in the world,with all the strength and power to make her duties right and always stay small and adorable,
i dont want her to grow up too fast..
love u my angel..

A Bath Through The Rays

How beautiful it is to see the rays passing through u,on the rays i see my life focus like a projector running picture after picture,

i drove pass the bay of rays one afternoon and then i realised i saw a reflection i was waiting for,

have u ever seen the rays and felt like u have had a bath or they went pass through u making u feel like an open book?must have i believe cause i have felt it,

an afternoon after heavy rain,when the sun comes out for its welcome is when u realise the warmth in the air,till before u were enjoying those cool breeze and the chills through ur nose,the moody mood for a nap and some hot snacks comes to an end when he comes with its soldiers,the rays..

i felt like some part of my body feels light and recalled,

i closed my eyes and heard my heartbeats and felt as though the feelings in me are valueless to the phase i am going through,my eyes streched all along and when i lost sight i hummed the sound of light and its beauty so new that for once i forgot myself and lived a moment of shine.

i understand the importance of nature as i want to serve what i wish to,

as our days pass,nature shows its colours and none of us can go against it,bow down and accept either its good or bad,

so does it allow us to stop the happiness of someone's gift if we cant get it?

its a sin if we do so,our views are there and will be ours forever but someone's gift's right is never ours and we can never take it for them even it is not suitable for us,

its theirs and they one day or the other had to achieve it so they have now our senses tell us not to allow them to let them take it we start our charts of comments,i have realised that each of us and everyone of us has some dreams and wishes,some of these wishes are granted and some take time to be granted..

but all will be afterall,one day...

Jolly for Life

The year is coming to an end soon,singapore's national day together with india and pakistan's independence days are coming up this august,looking back,a history of freedom has been granted to nations and all free for their lives and we celebrate it by being a part of it,respect and relief it gives to the citizens of that country or nation and proud u feel for have served in some way or the other.Staying in a country for over a long time gives us a whole book of experiences and tasks,so much happens,comes and goes and we play with it like puppets.Afterall thats what makes u a human of right and wrong,if u dont see the world from the nearest eyes then a wider picture shall swallow u one day..
Many occasions have passed by and i have grasped quite lot of it,being a silent observer it gives me great pleasure to hear,respond and sense the clues around me hidden in words,stories,tears and laughter.
I feel like a magnet without magnetism,but full of force and gravity,so much of absorption and less of reduction,the right usage of my world is my sharp eyes which not only take also give a lend.
We go around seeing the new part of the story and trying to make some practical conclusions out of it but how successful we get depends of the reasons we give ourselves,many times when we sit in a group of chats we try to argue with some facts of the others which might not be suitable for us but gives the others happiness,so shall be for once make a shallow heart and compromise or shall we be like others strong and stubborn,cause if its not my cup of tea so wont be urs,
thats rude i believe,though i have a fixed view i believe that give ur opinion first as a relative and then as a friend,only then will u and the person make a correct movement out of that topic,sometimes situations are such that being practical is like being nonsencical,afterall u have to think from the heart and mind not only from one component,
I hear new accounts in the walk,
so much of extra information that now i am getting aware of the future state and conditions,
looks like the year ahead shall bring some gloomy fireworks..

Jungle of Tears

A Jungle,

so big,so wide,so long and unlasting,

u can forever run ahead and never turn back to come home cause its a place where u loose ur distance and get lost.

Its the same for tears,

We can caught in them and never realize how deeply lost we get in them and their flow,

so salty and wet they are just like a jungle early in the morning..

How do we get caught in them without a reason>not possible,there has to be some heavy thud behind the net..

So unbearable it gets when we are confused,engaged,caught and there is no way out.

a trap is circularly rounded around our lives and we cant get out of it till there's no miracle.

A pal inside me always says that when there is no miracle,there is a source above it and its a dark roomed sunshine.

where is comes from is from the evil inside the mind,hidden somewhere there..

it always speaks when we dont want it to and its because of the burning voices which trap us in pain so deeply that we get caught in the jungle of tears without even realizing its inhale,and we cant exhale as its too late,something similar to a smoking puff once it touches ur lips u just cant resist its existance.

the same for them,they just flow and flow and stop only when u want them to...

Green Petals

Dew on them,lightly resting in sleep for its their turn,the petals wake up soon moving alittle ,the sun has swallowed the moon and the rays bright,
the time has arrive,i hear new things,new views,how amazing the minds are..
Michael Jackson died yesterday,
a news i heard in sleep and then stood up in shock,
People come and go,birth gives happiness,new hopes,glad heartbeats but death gives sorrows,traumas,heartache and a movement very painful to attempt.
he was a good singer,a man who helped got disgraced and also claimed,
he has seen success,he has seen failures and also unconditional love,
what a man he must have felt of himself when he use to face the mirror in the morning,the fame the beauty,the money,the words,the notes,wow..
when his heart rate stopped,how many things he must be wanting to do,
he planned so much,
maybe he wanted to say
maybe he wanted to buy his last meal..
so much..
he has left the world with a history of sound and voice and so much talent..
god bless hiim always..

Clueless Creativity

Silence is one of the most sensitive points in life,they speak right in the eyes straight and sound.I have never seen such beautiful eyes,so pure,so radiant,full of life hidden behind the lashes,behind they walls of the eyes there is a hidden story,there is noone here who is so close,your city is so strange shows something and teaches the taught.I dont know what will happen next but i know i will see more and more and so much that it would be hard to count the experiences.Turn back and see what you have left the good,the beautiful and the torture,there is so much to hold in the bucket but the amount is nowhere.
Once when you forget to close ur book and the ink mark the night follows and the flow goes by what is left is the same empty page and the dried ink bottle,its the same when an incident breaks you and by morning all the tears are dried up.
On the forehead of the sky,there is a bay of hopes,
a row of tears and a kingdom of pain.

Bleeding Penny

Look through a coin,a silver or gold plated penny,
whats its value in this current world?
nothing,one cant even buy a bottle of water with that,but go back history,turn the clock,change your mind and walk down the road of war,when the world began,there were souls so pure and fresh,they knew only one word and that was 'love',where is now?
its alive lovers say,but i am not talking about romeo and julliet i am talking about loving one another,the care,the humanity,the generosity,our youth has forgotten it,
its all about money!!
a young man,a young lady they grow up to compete and see who will earn the most,who will live with fame and pride and who will live with a job to less to fulfill his dreams and leisures,
this is the current history,
the previous one also shared the same trait,people killed each other for money,for overwhelmed poverty and so much of hunger.
He didnt know that his penny will make his world a diaster,
i look in the eyes of the little children,the old,the soldiers who died for their country and who are still willing too,what do they want?
they want a happy family,a father with shoulder,a mother with food,a house with shelter,but it costs,
it needs lots of pennies,
we all run and run,
for the countless happiness hidden in notes of fates,
we have now moved ahead,
we have only become materialistic,greedy,frustrated,competitive and cunningly automatic all we want is a rich life,
dinners,brands and pleasure,
we dont want values,we dont want religion,they just waste our time,
No they dont i say,
cause at the end of the road there is just a bleeding penny twisting itself round and round....

Twist Of Taste

I taste mangoes this summer,some taste soda,some taste jellies,some taste puddings,some taste sugar,some taste the chillness of water,some taste the wind,some taste ice-creams,some taste ice,some taste mix of everything and some tasteless,

Twist is hidden in every delight and every in weather,in its every fruit,in its falling and increasing of unpredictable temperature,

Its so unique to see such a beauty,

when we move on in life,these small wonders become opaque and we loose their importance,so its very important to treasure and pleasure them,

if not they wont please u as well,

these are nature's kings,and have their control when its their turn so u love them they treat u,u hate them they bite u and if u hate them they beat u,

you and i are like moons,

we change our taste with our moods and everyday this pattern follows just like the moon,

we cant stick with one,we need a twist of taste,

and thats why we love our favourites so muchh!!

Doorway to a box of luck~

Rise up and see the sun,so strong and bright,its rays being so conscious about their beauty that they only shine when its the time to,

All of us wake up and see the sun and hope to see a day full of success and no flaws,some pray for their presentations to go well,some pray for their dealers to be more trading,some hope for their bosses good mood,doctors pray for good health,lawyers for more cases to solves,nurses for lesser patients,teachers for all homework to be done,pilots for a good weather ahead,vets for cure,nouns for peace,politicians for more money,drivers for more passengers and students for no homework and just funn,and the day goes on for soo many other people in different fields and with different jobs from the smallest to the most professional ones,and all are just finding the doorway to a box of luck where is everything available,

once we find it we are over the moon some say and some say we fiind heaven on earth,

its important we all know but is so important that we forget to live the good moments of live?is it worth loosing family values?is it worth loosing your temper at loved ones after the hardworking day?is it worth all the sleep?is it worth all the nervousness?is it worth loosing a moment of prayer?is it worth loosing all those events we miss due to the run for luck??

No its not worth at all,yes its the materialistic century agreed 100%but not so intense till i loose everything but only gain fame,

Queen Of Time

Queen Of Time,
She is a lady of no limitations,no rules,no stoppage,no stigmas,no egos hidden behind the tissues,no rescues,no flaws,no ambitions,no goals,no expectations,no mood swings,no sweats,no chills,no sickness,no goosebums,no desires,no wants,no needs,no illusions,no silver shades,no lies,no truths,no secrets,no aims,no thirst,no hunger emerging inside,no diasters,no weathers to sing about,
what is she?
She is the Queen of Time who has a life of nothing but oxygen..
She wakes up with rays of sunlight and a bath of water,
And moves out,where and why she doesnt knoe but only knows that her job is to save the world,
she is so pure from in and out that when u look at her a smile just comes with joy,
She cant be resisted cause u want to be under her embrace,under her arms of love,under her care and under her shelter,
u feel complete when u cry on her shoulder when ur rejected by the people and are left alone to those black marks on the skin,she comes running with her magic to heal them so that they dont hurt in time,she is neither rich nor poor,she is a bank of health,
She prays for the crops and washes seeds with her hands,
she knows nothing about heaven or hell but cares of good,
she is practical beyond a stingy man,
she lives in this century with the right traits and education,
she is like everyone who walks down the street with bursting music and non-focused smses on the view,
she is like everyone and she is everywhere,
she eats,sleeps,watches t.v and dances her legs down,
so whats so special about her ask u?
She is special cause she loves u..

I Go Twice Around The World But still Cant Find The Hopes

I go back down the years,

and see a picture like a painter looking up at the sky for colours,and then i see it more closely,with feelings,with emotions and with a hope of the lost answers and questions and try to gain them once again,though i cant stop or either hold it,it shares the same trait as a human,but i can catch a recap in my dream so that i clear that bee buzzing somewhere around my ears,i end the buzz with a journey to the past,i have become older and wider and more ahead of those little feelings i had at that time,now its a different look.how age and society changes ur idea of thinking and mindset in just seconds even before u realise they have done their part fully professionally,but i realised that they could not vanish mine,thanks to my intence power which does not let it be conquered by others,i walk all by myself and motivate my independence,its safe and secure,

it feels so priceless when u know all about everyone,who is what and how is their lives related to urs,like all the birds are urs and their food is kept under ur bed,same here,u knoe their natures and past and present and their secrets are in ur heart locked..

This world has got thrill and adventure hidden in every stone u hit down the road,

so instead i walk down and pick the stones up,collect their stories and read them each night, i wake up to drink the last sip of the glass,dont know if the next morning's sunlight would be deserved,i wont loose a moment to look deep,

A Night For The Bride And Groom

A day for when she dresses for him and he prays for her is what i call a day of beauty and pride called Wedding..
They spend the day of their union by waking up in the morning and bathing in milk from head to heart and the glow on the face is so majestic that no cosmetic can compete,cause its happiness not fakeness,
its like they live to the fullest,the groom dancing under the shower for his endless passion and the bride so shy inside but sad to core cause its the day when she leaves her house,her walls,and her parents who've been her pillars,she is girl afterall has to be sent to her in-laws house one day,
but its so priceless to see those heavy pearls in her eyes and like a chain on her neck,sleek and sparkling,
she takes her oath for a new beginning,of responsibilty and companionship for a lifetime regardless of thorns and needles,its not stop her duty,
and then while she puts on the heavy beaded designed perfectly for her,her wedding dress,blood red just like her blood rushing live inside her,and slowly smiles at the mirror knowing she looks so beautiful but doesnt want her own evil eye..
oh god her such looks drives him crazy,
and then its finally done,the touch-up,the sadness,the happiness and the leaving behind memories,she is off to the wedding hall for the departure..
all those whom she loved and cared for stand in disguise,
a fairy enters and shocks everyone,
her hero is right infront waiting for her,how lovely she could be,he says,"never seen such deep cotton like eyes,full of possession,full of dreams,her tears are dried and now its only the soul which is awake,
her shadow is so mine and mine is so hers,
hands in hands,they are bonded together and prays all,
may they live happily ever after,
love them,and will always pray that may all the evil be burnt and angels be shining their wings over them..

Whatever Wherever

Where should i go,
Who should i make understand,
Why,
When dreams and happiness clash at the same time we cant explain,
its all his game,
and if it has to happen and if it doesnt have to then dont complain people,
cause there must be something good behind a disappointment and thats what we dont look at,afterall we are humans and our minds are a mindset of all those boundries we have set for ourselves and dont let them go beyond.
Whatever says some and the rest Wherever..
and this how we speak,decide and do.
But is it right?
have we given it a positive thought,have we prayed for our decision?
NOO
so thats how we end up being hurt,shattered and completely broken up and feel like dying so soon that even the heartbeat doesnt know,but its not the end,its ok it happened,it suffocated,it hurted and then tears just kept rolling down for hours and hours and then the night ended..
Do me a favour says the mind,once again leave me alone,
i need to rest all by myself,
and see the plan for the morning..
sleep dear..

My World,My Mother...

Dear Mother,

A six letter word for some and a word to precious for the rest.

i love my mother alot and really do,

we say things like i can die for u and stuff,

but how many of us actually mean what we say,no accusions but its to make the other person happy,i have a confession to make i can die for my mother and take out my heart if she ever needs it,she the most precious thing i have ever had and will ever have.

Love u mamajani,

miss u aloot,

i know u are with ur parents now,visiting them and i am happy that ur happy but mama i miss u alot and love u soo much,

my mornings seems fruithless without u,

i wake up without ur hugs and kissess and ur adorable nicknames,

i hope u miss me too my world,

God is great,say people and read to but his greatness is his creation of making a mother and her shadows of love which is priceless,

i see my world,my hopes,my dreams,my life,my future and my soul,

in u i see pureness,

ur my veins,my strength and my will,

without u i am like a burnt carcoal,

ur miles away from me but i can feel ur warmth in the pillow i hug,

i wont write any further cause i wont be able to stop crying,

love u sooo much,

take care dear angel,

god bless u alwayss,

and just enjoy urself..

ur daughter..

Rain Rain Go Away Come Again Another Day

Rain Rain Go Away Come Again Another Day,

this rhyme has been on our tongues from the first day at kindergarden,

and children young and innocent say this rhyme when it rains cats and dogs cause they cant go to the playground or play at the field and so their little faces turn down,heart goes small and moods off,

poor mummy cant do anything to make them smile again,even a bar of chocalate or a packet of gummies go tasteless,

the little angels wish that the raindrops stop soon and they see Mr.Sun once again their favourite source,

where children pray in their hearts for no rain,

we adults go either frustrated or romantic and this is how the weather rain is felt by each age group,

no one noticed but a weather is also so important in our lives and it plays its role,

some of us fry starters to treat the coolness,while some get irritated if they were rushing to drop their children to school either picking up or going for a shopping spree and see rain running down their curses have no end,

complains complains complains....

but whats so bad about a sudden water fall?

some people say that the sky is crying,

some say today its bathing time for the angels and some just feel that its the day for the poor,

but its still a misery of why does it rain?

haha its for the crops and the earth to stay cool,

i love rains,no matter why i am how hurried i feel i just feel fresh i look up and thank him for such a pleasent day cause where sunny days itch the skin,rainy days treat the itch..

Stubborn Desires

Desires,
what are they actually?
has anyone ever factually been able to describe it?
till the 21st century its not been done,
science,technology and people have moved,to great heights,great inventions and facts which are mesmerizing..
but desires is beat on which humans are just like puppets,
desires are thousands,
but how many get fulfilled?
how many are in ur dreams and the next morning in ur arms?
very less i believe,
we become rebellious when our desires are really uncontrollable and too worth a possession,
they become stubborn,
they are stubborn indeed,
there are thousands of desires on each my heartbeat skips a second,
my wishes came out too much but were still less to get them,
its natural to fasinate but its too deep to come out of the heart,
in life there is no difference in living and dying,
no one cares,only those who loved ur each movement and then moves on,
the world forgets but only deeds remember the soul who either made them happy or sad,
for god sake says a mother to pain,"dont u touch my son's desires cause its only that he has to be happy before he enters the competitive world,he small,he's young and fragile"..
u and i both have desires they can be for a bar of chocalate or a talent to inherit but how stubborn one's need is comes with faith..
the key word is luck!!
from kings to queens its all about luck,
ur luck treats ur desires with care..
sometimes when i sit in reflection mode,
i think and think and think,
how important luck is and how the world runs for it,
lines at the lottery shop and tears at the mosque and temples and churches to god,so that he can also give them heights and tons of luck from which they can desire and be desirable,
shattered dreams stop these amazing desires to come and make them rejoice but its fate that breaks on down and then completely drowns hopes,
but there is one sentence we should always remember that its desire which come and go not hopes..

My Say

Reading the papers recently and following the records and the issues which have disturbed and alerted some of us.

What is most important is the financial crises hitting the world,whether its the US market or CHINA,

Its in loss,the stocks and the increase in gold,metal,yen,dollar,

from the currencies to banks,

4BANKS ARE DOWN,

I Wonder those who are in big crises how on earth are they sleeping?

come to be practical,

there is a big gap,i mean countries are just trying but its going in the drain,afterall its hard-time people,u got to pray hard..

but how to make one understand,

problems problems everywhere,

the surprising part is that all these accidents are happening because everyone has done a mistake,some have created wars,the others bankruptcy and the others just for funn,

everyday is a bad day says the news headlines,stockers,

and i am honestly with their statements,

but the solution is that when u are in bad time u work hard and not panic and seems like asia is not getting it in the brains while others are getting the trick,

i hope for the better and really do,

everyone has to pay someday so why not on earth instead in heaven and hell?

and yes i am also with God that if he punishes the sinners here it will be a good time,

i mean come to the fact people with higher sources are just ruining the world,

and if he pardons them,then other believers might loose faith and loose hope which i dont want,

the Iraq,Afghanistan,Palestines,Africans,

they need help,

they need freedom,

they need peace,

and they need fairity and rights,

and i want them to get,

their situations and grieves are just speechless,

loosing shelter and waking up with a fear of death is not their right,

it need to be settled,

and i am sure it will be,STOP to those heartless and greedy attackers,

living in a secure city their fear can be felt,

the heart stops pumping when i think about those humans and their situation but one thing i can do is pray,make God agree and plead for their tears and ask for their smiles...

Purple Leaf

Once in a sleep,

i saw a dream,not amazing,not a nightmare either,

but strange something which will always be in my brain machine like a golden gublee,

the characters act well without endless retakes,

and they are common people like me and you and thats why its a dream to treasure..
i see a scene in which i am running and running far away from this world where and why i dont know but yes in great speed i am trying to find the destination,

i go through bridges,stairs,mountains,hills,oceans,island,gypsies,igloos,fire,heat,rains,springs,volcanos,tides,

rocks and roads..

i land up in a forest dark and deep but my run is on and i slow down when i see the wild life and the light colours,its a place i have never heard,read or pleasured about,

but yes its somewhere unique,

i went deeper and deeper and the forest became speechlessly beautiful and the smell was so refreshing and brownie like,

all my senses became alert and sharp as if they were told to be in action,

i met animals which were seen only on discovery on shows like wild life in action maybe or in the deep blue sea,

and how harmless they looked,proudly showing off their beauty and creativity and how special they were,

i felt like i was sent here to learn the value of things,living things and their needs,

how important environment and life was,

i found a purple leaf,

a treasure i call,

so flawless,

so smooth,

so shiny and gorgeous,

i have no words but a sight of a lifetime,

i looked at it for hours and hours,

without fail it seemed like a leaf of future and harmony,

how i wish tis dream which i saw with a treasure came true one morning and i had found that leaf somewhere on earth....

It Seems Like Life Is All About Living

It seems like life is all about living,
everything seems like a stranger to me,
none is owned and owned is not one's,
i spent hours and hours standing on a land with water,
the wind was strong and cool but how threaten i felt when it swayed by me,
there was no rythme,
no feeling of a heartbeat,
as if i was dead,
this lifetime is so complicated u know nothing but loss and if u want to win there is so much of pressure that u become weak but out legends gave us the knowledge that its all about strenght and hope and moving forward without a sigh and neither a comment of compliment,
its history that inspires and its history that destroys,
i stand by the tree looking up and breathing fast trying to get some shelter but i realise for how long will it protect me?
i am independent and not dependent,
how can i hide my feeling which are written on my face,
i always dreamed of decorating my world with happiness and love but fistly i have to decide how to i save it?
laughter changes the movement of the eyes,
the laughing one,how can u see the tears?
they are hidden right behind in the frame with the silence,
there is so much obvious that i cant hide and each time i look wide i see a zoom out feature,
there must be someone who will see me with my view but how can i make a drop look like a sea?
neither is there any happiness and nor sadness,
neither burden nor suffocation,
there is only one thing the colours of the world,
its not the colour we wish to like and put it on our skin,
its the colour we would want to let go of,

16th birthday

I was born on the 23rd of january 1993,

and now i am 16 on 23rd of january 2009,

how fast has time taken its journey i can still remember my childish ages and the time when i use to play with toys on a hot evening in my baby blue room,the time when i use to cry when i use to get a small scratch on my knee and the time when my baby sister had arrived and all day i use to play with her small hands and the time when i use to colour harshly on papers and make stains on the desk,and the time when i use to enjoy cycling along the voideck with all the other unknown children,and when the playground was my own kitchen and my the slide the restaurant,and the time when i use to love running around the house with ballons trying to hit them hard so that they could touch the wall and not fall,and so many more adventurous acts that still make me smile and remember that a child is so unaware when parents keep them safe at home but now i am in the world,independent and passionate,

aware of thorns the next avenue but keep the strong faith,

there is failure everywhere and success nowhere but like the wind i need to find it out.its sixteen years now and i still cant believe that such a long time has passed,soo much i saw,experienced,felt and deserved.

but at the end i ask myself what have i done?

what will i do?

am i going to live myself?

alone?

faithful?

my answer is that i will live and to the the extend that i will make my world a better place,i will change the bad and i promise i will..

i take a oath,

I SIDRA NAVEED,PRAY THAT MY SOUL SHALL BE STRONG AND PURE,AND SHALL HELP EACH HUMAN ON THE WAY,NO TEARS,NO PAIN,ONLY SACRIFICE,ITS A WISH I MAKE I WILL MAKE OTHERS HAPPY AND MY PARENTS NAME WORLDWIDE WITH THEIR HEARTS SATISFIED OF GIVING BIRTH TO ME,GOD BLESS THEM ALWAYS,MAY THE LIVE LONG AND FAIR..

THANKS TO ALL WHOM I KNOW AND I HAVE WISHED ME,INDEED U GUYS ARE THE BEST..

Unwritten

I am still unwritten without words without feelings..

looking at the walls each night makes one feel the emptiness,the shallowness of your eyes make others worried,the night going in tears and deep thoughts,

its like staying a robbed house where nothing is left and nothing is urs accept the loneliess,the hatred,pain,griefs and a shadow without its soul..

each corner is wounded with either bitter memories or a room left with false laughter or with sleepless nights full of silence,

a hall left with sacrasm and harsh comments passed,

a dinning table left with dust and times when a family shared its bits and pieces,

there is so much of darkness that suffocation doesnt trouble at all its a habit now,

there are walls in relations now,

a piece of note on a walk..

Memories

there are times when we realise that how fast time flies,how fast years went by and how people came and went,it keeps one in surprise but then comes the label of memories.
there is an anger,a plea,a sadness,but who is it from?
its from the talks of memories,
if u come in the world bring it and if u go give it,memories
its the past that u forget but not the memories cause they were made with love and concern they were made when we were unaware.
the first step of life was made when memories were kept in the mind like a album,sadness or happiness they are always remembered sometimes bringing a tear drop and sometimes a huge smilee.
there is love,griefs,tales and words,
words can be forgotten but memories cant they can only be remembered.
memories cherished of loved ones return once they are gone,
life,my dear is like flowing water,after the water has flown,what remains?
memories..
life is about accepting and learning,
what goes stays like a past but what is there is destiny its all written and the writer is making the book full of falls,
but one the way we cross by shops and malls full of live,full of happiness and each shop has a gift called memories good and bad..
so why fear,
what ever we do next should be given a thought of what was done previously should not leave u invisible think before doing something cause if its thought wisely then it shall go the way u want it to go,its eating a jar of honey but is the jar whole urs?
or is it correct to eat it whole aloone?

EGOISTIC VALUES

The run starts,the new year we say when the world screams 2009 is here!!!

a dream made,

a passioon risen,

an excitement worth a glass of wiskey,

but when all these people celebrate the greatest happiness there is one person who is in darkness,someone living under the same shelter yet sad,

the fireworks can be heard,

the cheers can be felt,

the new day can be seen,

but we then realise then our egos play their role,

they are hurt,

they have suffered so much that they cant take a step closer to happiness,

egos also have values,

the year is here the third day is here,

i can see my future clear,

lets see whats in store for me..