Do You Dare

Do you dare, counting the stars,
While all you do is look at the moon?
Do you dare to crack open a smile,
While all you want to do is frown?
Do you dare to look at the glory,
While all you watch is a mess?
Do you dare to look at the change?
While all you see is consistency?
Do you dare to feel the warmth,
While all you do is curse the sun?
Do you dare to feel the magic,
While all you do is pass the minutes?
Do you dare?
No, you don't.
Because you're frightened of beauty.
You're frightened of the strengths.
But may be one day.
You'll look past your fears. 

I am still here

Assalam O Alaikum And Greetings,
                                               So Sorry to have been away for such a long time, I just don't feel like sharing anymore. Times have changed, so has my perspective about a lot of things.

I have not been writing lately, not even in my personal diary anymore. I just cant feel the same way about it. Before, writing used to give me peace and comfort. It was a way I could let my inner storms out, now, its all different. It seems like writing is no more able to give me what I want, my inner storms are so deep inside I cant find a way to let them out, they are etched within and I am not really able to find a passage to let them out. But it doesn't mean this blog means anything less to me. This blog made me able to do and think what I could not have otherwise. This place has a magic of its own and nobody else will ever be able to understand. This blog is my baby and it means a lot to me!!

Life after October has been harder then any part of me could imagine. There's been happy moments too, yes, but incomplete. Every happiness, every occasion, every event is incomplete. Just when I started thinking my life is perfect, everything became imperfect forever. From that day on, I am and will never be able too label any event or any thing as 'perfect'. The word is long gone from my dictionary.

But I am happy, at least everything is visible through dreams. This is all I have now.. This is all I will ever have from now on.

Hugs!

I do not own this picture.

And A hug From Someone really very Special Is not just a good medicine, It's a magic! <3

Dream, Magic, Fairytale... Thankyou Teacher, for all of that!

Assalam O Alaikum and Greetings!
                                               Wow.. this has been FANTASTIC weekend and start of yet another fantastic week. I got my teacher, Dr. Fakhrun-nisa to read my letter and she commented on two times and then in front of whole class, she said thankyou and she clapped for me and she hugged me and well...
It was a fairytale, I am still stuck in it!
I mean she commented on it and then she revisited to check if I'd read it or not. She is so NICE! I mean who really cares that much, I am just another student of her class but she did give me importance, she appreciated me and made me feel special. Thankyou, A HUGE thankyou to her for doing all of that.
I was WONDERSTRUCK. I am.
It was all like a dream and it was all So magical. Now I really actually know what magic is!
That moment when she hugged me, when she held my hand and said good things should be shared and when she clapped for me in the class, with the whole class room clapping for me as well, It was all magic. Amazing magic.

I really hope it's just a beginning to something wonderful.

And now I truly believe everything happens for a reason. I did not wanted to go to this college but I had to. Now I know why I had to.

Thankyou For Doing all of this. I am SO honoured! I feel so lucky and blessed and.. Thankful to my GOD and To My Teacher for taking all of this so seriously and not treating it like just another thing. Thankyou for believing in me and appreciating me.Thankyou for the kind words you said in the class. I know I am so bad at expressing myself in person. So, words are here on this place that might express a tiny bit of what I feel. Thankyou!



Hope She visits this place again! :')



A HUGE Thankyou to my Best Friends for continously listening to my extra-excited-over-obsessed stories.
I know it would have all been so incomplete if I did not have you to listen to me while I could not distingiush between my own emotions! Thankyou for being there... Even though I do not thankyou guys enough and I am really not a humble person with you. So, thankyou for bearing me with those butterflies in my stomach stories! Ms. Khan And Ms. Zuberi thankyou very much.







Anddd on totally another note, I am enjoying my last day as a teenager *winks* :D