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جی چاہتا ہے فلک پہ جاؤں


جی چاہتا ہے فلک پہ جاؤں
سورج کو غروب سے بچاؤں

بس میرا چلے جو گردشوں پر
دن کو بھی نہ چاند کو بجھاؤں

میں چھوڑ کے سیدھے راستوں کو
بھٹکی ہوئی نیکیاں کماؤں

امکان پہ اس قدر یقیں ہے
صحراؤں میں بیج ڈال آؤں

میں شب کے مسافروں کی خاطر
مشعل نہ ملے تو گھر جلاؤں

اشعار ہیں میرے استعارے
آؤ تمہیں آئنہ دکھاؤں

یوں بٹ کے بکھر کے رہ گیا ہوں
ہر شخص میں اپنا عکس پاؤں

آواز جو دوں کسی کے در پر
اندر سے بھی خود نکل کے آؤں

اے چارہ گران عصر حاضر
فولاد کا دل کہاں سے لاؤں

ہر رات دعا کروں سحر کی
ہر صبح نیا فریب کھاؤں

ہر جبر پہ صبر کر رہا ہوں
اس طرح کہیں اجڑ نہ جاؤں

رونا بھی تو طرز گفتگو ہے
آنکھیں جو رکیں تو لب ہلاؤں

خود کو تو ندیمؔ آزمایا
اب مر کے خدا کو آزماؤں


Firefly sitting near me , murmuring her delicate fantasy.



Firefly sitting near me , murmuring her delicate fantasy.
Nowhere to go , she makes herself busy on top of my black frizzy hair .
Our eyes gaze beyond the stars and we dance with dust in our lungs. Drenched in notes and consumed by beats.
We couldn't really understand eachother yet I could feel an unspoken chemistry heavily breathing between us. She couldn't speak like I do . But what if it could? What if it was? Could I hear it? Would I try to sense it or will I let go its voice and follow its light till my own darkness fades?
Fireflies... they dont live , they burn. They burn to cherish their existence, to let the moon know that it is not alone at night.
Then they die , taking away the worlds sorrows . I feel glimpse of this creature in me , for we both tend to ignite the same light.
So next time you watch a firefly wandering by , bother listening to it , feel the noise , it means something . Even if its silent , it has something inside.
Don't please just get amused by its light , don't lighten up your path and forget the source.
Because trust me we need both , the light and someone to make it shine.



“Phoenix”



“Phoenix”

I always wished, I had wings like phoenix to fly,
and could raise myself from the ashes to go up in the sky.

Darling, I adored you so much as if you were the apple of my eye,
and in return, you abandoned me with a text saying goodbye.

Honey, you left me alone in the dark to cry,
and I was so vulnerable that I couldn’t even ask you why.

Princess, you played with my heart as if it were a toy,
and when you broke it, you left these scars on it as a foy.

No matter it was the day or night I used to miss you and cry,
and kept asking myself how could you leave me like that to die.

Then one day, I went my best-friend’s home who lived nearby,
and asked her if she could do something to make me detoxify.

She told me, I was obsessed for a girl who didn’t care whether I live or die,
and should make myself strong enough to wipe my tears and let my eyes get dry.

After listening to her, I felt like I got wings like phoenix to fly,
and could raise myself from the ashes to go up in the sky.

I wanted to thank her, so I ordered her favorite Chinese food that tasted like Thi,
and then she went to kitchen and brought for me my favorite strawberry pie.

When we were done, she promised, for me, she would always be on standby,
and whenever, I needed her, I could call her or leave a message of Hi!


What you call a beautiful adventure?


What you call a beautiful adventure?
A beautiful adventure is one when you can't deduce your tribulations and can't snag how- do-you-do thereupon He hold you up, guard you, protect you and escort you to the unerring fruition of which not once you had a slight notion of.
And at the end, you are blessed with secret of happiness shukr, sabr and ikhlaas.


Remember in duas✨


Dont forget to recite surah kahaf nd darood

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 🐼



• The best part about our lives is the 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁! 𝑩𝒖𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 part is that none of us is interested in living it or even living in it.
• We are always too busy crying about our past and panicking about our future, but one thing that we must not forget is that life unfolds itself in the present. But so often, we let the present slip away, allowing time to rush past unobserved and unseized, and squandering the precious seconds of our lives as we worry about the future and ruminate about what's past.
• When we refuse to find opportunities in the 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁, we resort to useless distractions like cell phones, social media, and mindless internet browsing. We should think about it, 𝙬𝙝𝙮 do we engage ourselves with these — they simply 𝘽𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚! If you are burning time, it’s because you want to fast forward your life to some future moment (probably an unrealistic and romanticized future moment which in reality never really come's)
• I think we burn time hoping that the future will magically be better than the present, when the only way to actually make a better future is to seek present opportunities. They'll never be perfect circumstances to do things, 𝗪𝗘 have to make the circumstances 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 even if they aren't.
• Whenever we encounter problem's in our life, the first thing that we do is we start deviating from the 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 and start thinking about the time when this problem will end, failing to realize that they'll always be problems in our life. The problem's will end the day our journey in this world will come to an end. If someone say's they have no problem's in their lives, trust me when I say this "𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜"
• As far as the past is concerned the key is "𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 " the day we accept it, will be the day we'll be able to move on from it. Till then "𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩!"

"𝒀𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕"


Being upset about a certain situation in your life,



Being upset about a certain situation in your life,
Does not contradict being “grateful”.
You can be frustrated,
And still acknowledge and be grateful for all the blessings you already have.
Stop making people feel guilty for being sad.
Thanks.



The attitude of "that's just how I am



The attitude of "that's just how I am, take it or leave it" is still a sign of immaturity. As an adult, it's your responsibility to figure out which of your traits are toxic and are negatively impactful towards other people and the ones you love, and to eventually learn how to fix them. At some point, we all gotta start making ourselves better individuals.

If you truly believe you don‘t have to change anything about yourself, even at the very least the worst in you, and that people will just have to deal with it, then sorry, you're still a child.



"Don't you feel lonely?"



"Don't you feel lonely?"
No.
No, I don't feel lonely while I lay awake all night, overthinking my decisions.
No, I don't feel lonely while I drink my cup of coffee in the morning, realising things could've been different.
No, I don't feel lonely while I watch a movie, finding where exactly did my life go wrong.
No, I don't feel lonely while I travel, my earphones plugged in, listening songs, and cutting myself from this world like I always do.
You might be thinking, things are sorted?
I'm not concerned about me feeling lonely, but me feeling nothing.
Everywhere, all the time.


Your story isn’t calm.



Your story isn’t calm.The road has been chaotic at times, filled with detours and rain and loss sudden and soon. Sometimes the bliss was so elevated your heart could hardly hold it. Sometimes it was maddening to have, and then to lose. You learn soon enough that it hardly ever goes as planned gentle, easy, and smooth. But that my friend, is what makes you fascinating. You have something to tell. Something you’ve walked through. Something wild. Something courageous. Something true. You’re made of stories within stories within even more stories. Those quiet depths of you...!



With tears rolling down her cheeks;



With tears rolling down her cheeks;
Hands up for prayers,
Loneliness..? NO..solitude!
Heart filled with anguish,
Yet No, words.
For words are physical;
& silence is spiritual..!!

With silence on her lips;
& tears in her eyes,
With pounding heart and gentle smile;
She thought...,
Why waste words in this world;
When the One in heavens;
Can listen to her slience..!!