Thursday, 14 April 2016

Love, You Can't Live Without


Love, you can't live without. It is an inherited need of the human being. It morphed a homo sapiens into a mankind. The feeling it casts on the Human body is the only thing which made it animated. It is a driving force of one’s life. It made people do things which are alien to mind. If i m not wrong, it was that feeling of love which compelled Romeo to risk his life for taking a single glimpse of Juliet by standing the whole night out of her window in a fatal cold. It was that feeling which encouraged Shakespeare to achieve a milestone of his life, by writing the love of Julia for great Ceasor. It was the feeling of love which produced folk stories like laila majno, heer-ranjha, sasui-punho and many more that give us peace of mind. It was the love who compelled GOD to build a wonderful, eye popping world for His creatures. So, no one can escape from this. Either a creature or creator. For a person who is in love, the whole universe is like a reflection of love. Stars exchange the messages of love between two people. Moon reflects the image of a beloved one in its silver light. Everything seems revolving around that single person you love most. On the other hand the absence of love makes the world like ruins of ancient Egypt-- so horrified, so destroyed. 


Whole universe collapse in a blink of an eye. Without that person, your life becomes the remaining of a mansion - so huge but dark, empty and silent like sea. May lord never apart the persons from each other who are in love. Ameen

Friday, 4 March 2016

Memories Are Most Painful Things

The memories are most painful things. They can bring tears in one’s eyes even when he is enjoying his loveliest moments. Because, pain they cause overwhelms the joy they bring. The memories remind us a person with whom our life used to be perfect. And suddenly we plunged into deep sea of sorrows when we realize that the person does not belongs to us anymore. It is the memories which jolt our soul from the roots and reveal to us what we were and what we are. And, the whole blame goes to helpless December. As it encompasses our secrets and feelings in its widened and dark nights. It reveals to us few cups of tea with our friends, the long nights full of chatter and movies, late night's rolling over the roads and ambling through the streets aimlessly. The short days that were too short to awake.



Alas! All is gone in a second leaving behind the helpless December, without those cronies who made it a happy ending of a year. Yes, it is the December that brings all those memories and it is right to blame on it.