Time Never Flies

‘Time Flies’ has become a colloquialism nowadays but the reality is very different from that. Time flies means that time goes by very fast & we don’t even get to notice it. It doesn’t, time doesn’t fly, it’s been running at one constant speed since it came into being & it will keep running at that same speed. Yes, there were some occasions where it was halted but its speed never changed, & will never change I guess. The truth to the ‘Time Flies’ phrase is that it isn’t true at all. It’s us, we are too engrossed in our lives & races that we forget to notice the world around us, & that includes time too.

Whenever we want time to pass quickly, it seems like its speed is diminished & whenever we don’t want it to pass, it feels like it just got some turbos. But that’s not the truth, time is at the same speed, it all happens within us.

When we don’t want it to pass because of a certain thing that we want to do or enjoy, we get too indulged in that thing that we forget when time passed, we don’t think of the outside world, it just becomes blurred for us, because that certain thing gets us too wallowed in it.

& whenever we want it to pass quickly, it seems like it lost its speed, but that too isn’t the truth. The truth is that we then wait for it to pass, it’s still at the same speed, but we start noticing it unlike before. When we notice it, the events before when it apparently passed like lighting comes into our mind & we think that we were noticing it all the time, but we weren’t.

It’s just that we forgot its importance…

My Painter

 

‘Afraid!’

‘Why?’

He interrogated while wiping out my tears.

‘Past!’

I answered with a single word.

‘Zara that has gone. Forget it now.’

His fingers were producing friction between my hairs.

‘I have. I have forgotten it. But the broken and shattered soul of mine is not leaving me. I want to slaughter it.’

I became over-hyped, over-aggressive. It seemed like I was really going to slaughter the cracked soul with a sharp-edged knife.

‘To kill it is not the solution. I have an idea.’

He said while wiping out my tears again.

‘Share immediately.’

Now my over-aggression was changed into over-excitement.

‘I will recolor and refill your soul.’

How can a person recolor a deep black soul? His idea was cracking up at me.

‘The blackness of my soul will absorb all your colors, my painter. Black can soak up all the colors. Blackness is an enemy of colors.’

He was checking temperature by putting his palm on my forehead.

‘I will absorb every chunk of blackness prevailing in your soul and then recolor the transparent soul with my colors.’

He was smiling and his eyes were flashing.

‘ Mine painter.’

I also laughed with tears in my eyes.

‘Your past absorber too.’

He wiped my tears again.

‘I am wiping them for the last time. Now,’

I interrupted him.

‘Now I’m going to laugh and giggle for throughout the life. I can complete your sentences.’

From over-agression to over-excitement, now I was over-confident.

TEARS REFLECTION OF PURE SOULS

 Looser!

Looser!

In the break time of a primary boys school a little boy who was just 7 years old fell on the muddy clustered ground . His white school uniform become dirty as the patches of mud were scattered on his T-shirt. He was helpless and remains yelling and weeping there as the screams of children threatened him and they were laughing and kept roaring

‘You are a looser! Oh little boy’. ‘You are a looser!’

There was an announcement which strikes on his ear drum suddenly and helped him to pour his head out of the reminiscent from past school diaries , he smiled a little and shakes his head slightly claiming his coward attitude.

It was the eve of Annual College prize distribution ceremony and now after few years that young little coward boy has grown into an adult teenager . It was 10’o clock in evening and there came an announcement by the host :

Ladies and gentlemen put your hands together , in a huge round of applause please welcome our exceptionally brilliant student ‘DAVID KIMS’ on securing first position in the ‘Annual writing competition for boys college’. He stood up from his position and his steps following the paths slowly to reach stage as he was seated in the second last rows , with the sobbed eyes he arrives on stage and receives his first prize and best writing award by his principal.

Those tears those lame criticisms and recriminations which were once reason of his fear and frights have now become a successful and yet the strongest pillars of his life. People might say what they wanted to and no one can even stop their stupid tongues.

Those tears which you have flown once due to anxieties and agitations have praised you extra courageous vibes to fight not to flight. If you have fallen apart, if your soul has torn into scattered pieces, if you are willing to shriek in desperate hours of agonies , do it. Remember one thing each and every hurdle you are confronting is secretly giving you a magical treasure box filled with stamina to boost up your confidence level , your morale to stay consistent and bring you steadfastness in order to bear the challenges of life.

People might make fun of your TEARS , with an aim to depress you , to frighten you but they do not even know they are indirectly giving you an anti-depressing therapy to omit the aches from the edges of your eyes. Eyes are reflections of purity of a soul. Eyes can never lie , they are vigorous yardsticks against each and every misery.

The conversation which lies behind the words are exceptionally amazing because our eyes are uttering hundreds and thousands of wordless expressions and phrases which are beyond everything. Similarly , the societal judgments and false claims can be easily neglected if you have valorous and mettlesome sight.

To cry; to weep or to shriek are the natural phenomenon of life. The very moment a new born child opens his eyes in this ruthless world he screams , a person in mild pain sobbed or scream , a happy person giggles and his laughter added weepy sounds to the environments.

Some people got ROLLER COASTER of emotions while enjoying their favorite serials on You tube , too. Tears have never been claimed as a reflection of grief but they are indeed a mirror image of each and every emotion. No matter whatever is it whether expressions of joys, happiness or downhearted regrets. They are indeed reflection of PURE SOULS and their UNTOLD STORIES.

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Smile, underrated but overused. Unapologetically, we use smiles so often that we are left with no feeling attached to them. We are stressed, we smile to hide it. We are sad, we wear a fake smile. In a crowd where we don't belong, we smile either we understand that what people are talking or doing or not. Some strangers smile at us, we smile back, not knowing why he/she smiled. When a person tells a lie, we want to frown, but we smile like an idiot that we have no idea. He is the saint, whatever he is saying is true. Moreover, in a lapse of sheer disaster when our eyes are filled with tears & we are about to break down. Somebody asks, "Are you okay?" Again we use a smile as the bait and say "yes, all okay." Pathetic smile.

Now, most people would say: "Isn't it good that we act bravely in an hour of despair?" But darling, what is the point of acting bravely when you have left with no strength in your bones. That is more dangerous. Acting what you are not, that is unfair to yourself. Don't wear a mask you can't bear the burden of.

Ask yourself; What is the purpose or emotion attached to a smile? A common answer is "To hide PAIN." That is what we have made from it. But in an actual, smiles are...

You know I love writing about people and things,

You know I love writing about people and things, who don't even know me, or are not aware that I can write for them.

It's just like you observe things, get inspired and pen down your thoughts. 

Wo Subha uth kr apni dukaan lagane wala pathan chacha bhi Mujy inspire karta hai ke dekh mein utha hun, ek Nayi aas lekr, meri ankh mein ek chamak dekh, mere hont'on sy nami bhare alfaz sun, meri dukaan khali zaroor hogi, logon ke dil mein meri bheerh dekh, mera dil saaf Nahi Magar usmy basne wali ek pyaas dekh. Dekh tu Mujy, meri mehnat or mushaqat ko, aur likh, likh ke qalam tera hai Aj, likh ke zamana qalam ka hai, log qalam ke hen abhi Baki. Likh. Likh tareekh banane ke liye, likh ek yaad ban janey ke liye. Likh. 

About Imran Khan ( President Of Pakistan )

Imran Khan is the 22nd Prime Minister of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan. He is also the current Chairman of Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf (Pakistan's Movement for Justice). He holds the vision to transform Pakistan into a Welfare State, based on the principles of "Riyasat-e-Madina".

A graduate of Oxford University's Keble College, Prime Minister Imran Khan champions rule of law, meritocracy, equality and combating corruption.

He received early education from Aitchison College, Lahore where he was also part of the College's cricket team. He continued with the passion for cricket while studying at the Oxford University and captained the University's cricket team in 1974. Later on, he joined Pakistan's National Cricket Team. At the height of his cricketing career, he took over the captaincy of the National Team in 1982 and led Pakistan to historic victory in 1992 Cricket World Cup. He also contributed to introduce neutral umpiring on ground which profoundly transformed the game of Cricket. He is considered one of the greatest all-rounders and captains in cricket history.

Deeply affected by the cause of his mother's death, he founded Shaukat Khanum Cancer Hospital in Lahore in 1994 – the country's state of the art facility for poorest citizens. Since then, he has opened two new such facilities in Peshawar and Karachi. Today, the Hospital treats 70 percent of its patients free of cost. It is Pakistan's greatest charitable institution apart from being Centre of Excellence.

In 2008, he established Namal College in the remote district of Mianwali to impart quality education to the most deserving. With the Institute at its center, Prime Minister espouses to make Namal Knowledge City as Pakistan's largest University town.

It was Imran Khan's foray into philanthropy and his interaction with the common people that led him to join politics. He founded Pakistan Tahreek-e-Insaf (Pakistan's Justice Movement) in 1996. He won election to become a Member of the National Assembly of Pakistan from 2002 to 2007, and again from 2013 to 2018. In 2018 General Elections, he contested from five constituencies and won from all. No politician in country's history has ever won 5 seats and a seat from three out of four provinces of Pakistan. With PTI securing the majority in the National Assembly, he formed his Government on 18 August 2018.

His political struggle, spanning over 22 years, revolves around equality, justice and compassion. Prime Minister Imran Khan holds the vision to transform Pakistan into a Welfare State, based on the principles of "Riyasat-e-Madina". With a people-centric approach, he has launched Ehsaas (Compassion) programme to uplift poor segments of the society in Pakistan.

Prime Minister Imran Khan is an accomplished author. He has written several books including Pakistan: A Personal History that encompasses tales of the events from his cricketing profession to political career.

When you wake up in the morning

When you wake up in the morning close your eyes and before getting out of bed whisper to yourself, "Thank you for the gift of this new day."

Beginning the day with a foundation of gratefulness for your life sets the tone for every decision and action you take.

Last seven years have been a roller-coaster ride in my life.

Last seven years have been a roller-coaster ride in my life. Apart from failures I have been tested almost every single day. Every single moment made me bend down on my knees "helplessly" and cry over tough situations. Every single second have been a mountain on my head and every single day made me feel like giving up writing suicide notes and whatnot.

Alright.

I won't talk about everything but few minor things; few talks that I have been holding since then.

Had to face days where staying away inside the house in dark room overthinking situations literally noone NO ONE took step forward to open chat about my disappearance. I was away from friends and family. Missed birthday parties and friends gatherings while I wasn't invited though got to know about those happenings through streaks & snaps. Alright. That's fine.

I was already slipping in depression insomniac nights and pretty dark days where at exposure to sin after days used to hurt my eyes.

Poplar saying: Facebook is damaging your peace.

Facebook did saved me. I used to write about feelings and moved forward whole year without talking to anyone in my friends circle. As soon as I deleted that page; I was slipped back into staying quite a bit negative and suicidal.

Alright.

It's been seven years. Seven years of tiring years. Seven years of losing peace. Seven years of losing people. Seven years of being depressed. Seven years of being suicidal.

Seven years ago I was cool kid growing teen. Now failure and depressed guy wondering where to begin from.

I will keep drilling to stay positive but please take care of people around you. Take care of your family and siblings. Take care of your siblings mainly of those who have stopped participating in family gathering activities and meals. Please. 

PLEASE!

You can save a life.

Take a step forward to check out on your friends and family.

Smile and greet everyone with smile you'll save a life unknowingly.

Someone asked me

Someone asked me

Why you still love her and pray for her

Even after she rejected you and left you

I told him

She never left me

She is within me 

Whenever i am hopeless she gives me hope

Whenever i write she gives me words

Whenever i sing she gives me lyrics 

Whenever i cry she gives me tears

Whenever i explore my past she gives me chance to smile

Whenever i gave up me she gives me reasons to trust myself

Whenever i am helpless she gives me power

When i am lost she gives me purpose

In the end

Love is not all about romance. sometimes its suffering its pain its helpleseness its loneliness and its a way to meet Allah. And i am blessed she gave me all these and no one has power to take all these away from me.