Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
sitting under the sun ,
I am here missing you people and the Sun that we used to share.
Sun is shining the usual way but neither Am I sitting on the grassy patch of our college garden nor I have you people by my side.
I miss the achar paratha that we used to eat,
[believe me it doesn't tastes least bit good when you people are not around]
I miss the bad jokes that I can crack only in Sumi,s presence.
[DAMN HER EYES AND EXPRESSIONS.]
I have never been so interested in talking about bad stuff but she.... argh
Now I am a bad girl ;)
Thanx to you.
I miss all those badminton matches between me and my dear hadi.
And that stupid and [nahoosat bhari] commentary of Warda ikram and Summiya Ali.
we would have used our rackets more on them than the poor shuttle.
I miss those taxi rides when I and Warda used to jump off without paying the fare
and Sumi and Hadi were left to give whole of the rent.
I just cant bring it into imagination that Warda would be attending her classes alone
[ and damn me its more of the fact that I am not there with her and some other people would be, than the feeling that she is attending her classes alone. I am such a jealous and possessive soul.]
Hi, to my coming nieces and nephews
[chchch sumi and hadi (lately married)]
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Quli qutub shah wrote this kalam back in sixteenth century,
[He was the first Sahib-e-deewan poet of urdu.]
When Ahmad faraz sahab wrote his ghazal which was in qutub,s "zameen" he ended his ghazal with the following shair.
Quli shah qutab ho k ahmad faraz
Piya baj sach he, jiya jaye na
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I am forever walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam,
The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the wind will blow away the foam.
But the sea and the shore will remain
I am afraid for my seas and shore....!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
And when I was coming here today, I was told by a fellow passenger that my office is situated in a building very likely to be BOMBED away.
I am fed-up of things...,
specially of people who message me and tell me that today this and that place is likely to be blown away and in this much hours...!
[usually containing the name of the place my office is situated in]
I fear half of the Pakistani population is in ISI....!
God help you.
Guys things are already too worse to need your help in further worsening.
Get a life....!