Can a few things be meant for you and few things not?
To you, with love.
Have you seen dreams? And have you seen a one or two break? Tell me, how deep was the ache? Did it bleed? Did it hurt? Oh dear, tell me how profound was the cut?
Like trickles of frost adorning the eye-lash, life will drizzle as blessing in disguise. And at the loss of a beloved, shall it slink through your eyes.
Few Days are harder than the rest. Those which are not about your visions of future. Those when you just want to put a foot in front of the other and let flow.
Hey folks, This is not a blog. I have started with my podcast now streaming on anchor, Spotify, Google podcasts, Apple podcasts and similar podcasting applications. The recording is in Urdu and Hindi for native listeners interested in listening to incredibly famous poems relevant in the mordern times. I am sharing with you the link… Continue reading Aawaz – A Podcast
Like petals of a flower, life shall spring at the benign touch of nature but wither away at the slightest of a surly gust. Nature is Fragile. Life is Fragile. To have been Alive in 2020 is quite special.
If humanity as a value in itself could be expressed in terms of an act, it shall always be an act of kindness! A smile, a hand, a compliment or a warm hug, how beautiful is it that after all the damage humans have done to the world, love still offers itself through us. That's the beauty of life!
Remember when you used to put your arms in your shirt and told everyone that you have no arms, you would sleep with all your stuffed toys so none of them got offended and how you would watch the raindrops on your car window and pretend they were having a race. Remember when we were… Continue reading Digging forgotten dreams and promises!
Bringing to you a poem which encompasses a lifetime of love, tenderness and proclivity!