YOU.

You, with your soul and your heart,
You, with your body and your mind,
You, with your words and your phrases,
You, with your pen and your paper,
You- the solitary one.



You, without wishes, without dreams
You, without aims, without aspirations
You, without feelings, without emotions
You- the plain one.



You, too dependant
You, with too many expectations
You, keeping things back.




But   You- Still holding on
        You- Still keeping hope
        You- Still going on
        You- Still smiling
        You- Still staying same
        You- Still caring
        You- Still too loving
        You- Still Being you
        You- The Amazing YOU!

Simple Blabber.

Assalam O Alaikum And Greetings People!
                                                  How have you all been?
I wanted to write about my teacher today. She's my Favorite person on earth! She's a role model. She's just the way a teacher is supposed to be. I love her. And oh! I wrote a letter for her as well but I'm just going to keep it in my diary... I'm a chicken, yes. I can't just go and give it to her and tell her I am really inspired by her, too shy to do it.

When it comes to expressing, I express by writing, I can't speak but I can write.I can pour all my feelings down on a piece of paper but i can't say in person. That is odd but that is how it is.

 This is my last year of college and I usually try ignoring the thought. But when ever I think about it I get all-emo. I never thought I would get emotional for leaving that place or I'd even get attached to it in a year's time!I'm going to miss it alot. I am going to make most of it. I'll not miss a single day that we can have fun on. I'll try talking to the class counselor's group for arranging a party.I will, as per my habit, always portray teachers' particular habits in parody. I would kidnap my friends and take them for lunch some day(hopefully). I will do so much this year.

I have'nt written in long time. College is getting harder. But I'll try writing a good piece soon INSHALLAH!

Smiles!

Like an Old Barren Tree...

Life,



Like an old barren tree,
 
like living a broken breath,

like stuck in meaning less words,

like faded colours of dead butterfly,

like words, left  unsaid,

like sand in hot dessert,

like whispers in a cold night,

like an unfulfilled promise,

like a much awaited hug!

Power does'nt mean you can do anything to anyone.

Assalam O Alaikum and Greetings,
                                                   Today was a lovely day. It seldom pours in Karachi and when it does Karachiites go wild! People here are freaking fun loving! Come and see for yourself!
But then there are people, Who make wrong use of their posts, what ever post they're on.
Today when I was returning from my college, I was sitting in my car talking to my brother, when suddenly a silver corolla passed by, number plate AUG ***  in Full speed, splashing all dirty rain water on me. When my brother stopped the car. He said he did not do it, my brother was in rage because this was so ridiculous act, my brother argued and said he should see around when he drives, the man in corolla said: "aap jaantay hain main kaun hun?" ["do you know who am I."] This made my brother stop and go silent. he just stared at him for a while. Obviously my brother did not wanted us in any trouble. When he drove past us, Corolla driver stopped his car and said I did not know may be I did that and blah blah . Of course elections are near and they have to care, though I do not know He belongs to a govt. post or a political party but I just think he does. He Still just only admitted Never Apologized.

I was outraged when he gave the statement of Do you know who am I. I hate it when people make wrong use of their positions and posts. I mean, if you're powerful, it really does'nt mean you can use your power illegal any where, anytime. This has to stop. This has to be questioned. This has to get noticed.