Monday, August 30, 2010

Those who come will leave one day

Those who come will leave one day,
No matter what we do or say,
Or how much we want them to stay!
The eyes do weep,
the pain so deep!
The heart does sigh,
With a sad goodbye
The clock goes on,no turning back,
The colour of night is turning black,
With no mercy,it moves on,
Not caring how we linger on!
We turn our eyes to God and pray,
The only light that guides our way!
Look around us for those in misery,
Help them reach their path to glory,
Make a chain that never breaks,
Make it stronger day by day!
But deep inside,the pain remains,
Cos all good memories never fade,
All those memories that we had,
All the happiness that he's given,
Let this pain guide you to heaven,
Where you sure will meet your dad!


I wrote this poem for a cousin who lost his father around 1 month back.May his soul rest in peace.amen.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

We're still breathing...

Last week I was really depressed over the incidents taking place in the country and my last blog reflected my feelings very well.I thought I belonged to a nation that is dead and that won't hesitate to drink eachother's blood if circumstances demanded so.But today,when I went out to volunteer in one of the medical camps,I was stunned(yes,literally STUNNED).

The day was a little unfortunate at the beginning for me when I woke up and found out that the car wasn't in a mood to take me to the place I had to reach for volunteering so I had to use public conveyance to reach my destination.At first, I went to my university where I had heard some packaging was being done for the effectees.When I reached there,I couldn't believe my eyes for a moment....the entire university was full of relief goods and students were busy packaging them as if it was no big deal but let me tell you,it was a huge quantity to be taken that easily and all the students were fasting.From parking area to the garden,everyone was busy packing the stuff not caring about the heat and the fact that they were starving.I am one of those thankless people who are not attached to their institutes and always ready to quit it(apologies for that) but was different.For the first time in my life,I loved the scene at my university.It reflected vibrance,life,love,care and above all....humanity.After that,I left for another institute where we were supposed to do the packaging and about 15 students(including me) completed the job of packing 1000 family packages containing items of daily use in just 3 hours.

Yes! My idea that we belong to a nation that is dead was a nightmare.It may not be absolutely wrong but it was far less than I had expected.I know you must be thinking that I form my opinions too quickly but no.....I had been listening from many friends that they are going for volunteering and they shared their experiences after coming back but until you experience something yourself,you never get to know how intense it is!

The best thing about all this is.....despite the fact that we dont have any support from the government or any higher authorities,common people are trying their best to bring the life of the effectees back to normal.May be their efforts are like a drop in the ocean but all these drops will make an ocean one day INSHALLAH!

Today's experience taught me one thing atleast: 'We're not dead,there are still some breaths left in us! Its time we should pure ourselves and unite among ourselves so that we can bring an end to those negative forces that bring disappointment for us and give a negative image of ours to the world".

Love you Pakistan,Love you Pakistanis!

Long Live Pakistan!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Do we cease to be humans even?

Ah! For the first time in my life,I feel ashamed of being a Pakistani. The news of two young boys being beaten to death is the headlines of almost every news channel by now.The brothers,18 year old Moiz Butt and 16-year old Muneeb Butt who went to the mosque in the morning as usual didn't know it would be their last prayer cos after a few hours they were surrounded by a bunch of animals(its a shame to call them humans) and beaten to death by sticks,stones and any object that could be found on the site for NO reason at all.The policemen seemed to enjoy the show too as they were seen standing in the crowd while the poor boys kept shouting,"Please shoot us if you like,it may be less painful than a death like this".The brutality didn't end with this and the dead bodies were hanged in public to show the entire universe 'how inhuman one can be'!

  The media played its role as it always does by playing the footage(captured by someone in the crowd) every 15 minutes and making sure that everyone felt the disgust and turned off their televisions.I wonder wasn't it enough to play the video once if 'awareness' was all what they wanted?

 While going through articles on different websites,I came across various comments posted by readers which were equally distressing.For instance,one of the overseas Pakistani had commented,"I feel ashamed associating myself with Pakistan right now". Reading this comment made me furious.Today,they disown of their country because of an act that cannot be justified........Will they disown their families tomorrow if the families committed an act that was morally inappropriate? Its time to own our country and bring the change rather than  accusing others!

Another comment I came across was "People like them(the murderers) are responsible for the problems being faced by the country right  now". Wth? Them? Its 'US'!!! Its time we should wake up from the dream that 'we're  the best nation in the world' and realize that we aren't even humans anymore!

  I personally think suspending the policemen and hanging the murderers wont do any good as there are many other innocent people dying this way everyday and their murders go unnoticed.The only way to get rid of these sad happenings is by 'self-accountability'. Being ashamed of ourselves today will lead us to the realization of the fact that 'how and when we become a part of injustice,cheating and fraud in our daily lives'.Once we become indifferent to these seemingly 'minor things',the day isn't far away when we might be playing the role of spectators while some other innocent soul spits on our faces and flies to the heaven.

Monday, August 23, 2010

O' Allah!

They say I'm alive but i feel dead,
Feeling alone,tied to a thread,
Striving hard to reach for You,
Trying to move on but cant make it through

O Allah,guide me through,
Give me courage to reach for You!

They say I'm alive coz i follow them,
Denying the path that You had led,
Living colours this world offered,
Forgetting the ones that You had loved,

O Allah,guide me through,
Give me courage to reach for You!

They look at me and call me obsessed,
Only because of the way I'm dressed
I try to stand and stand firm well,
Like a tree stands in the wind

O Allah,guide me through,
Give me courage to reach for You!

They mock at me for what I have,
I laugh at them for what they don't,
To love someone who's everlasting,
The pain of love itself a blessing,

O Allah,make me yours,
Be my heart and be my soul,
Coz i want to live,live in real,
Else I'd stay dead,dead forever!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

down the memory lane...

When I was a kid,a young toddler,

all I wanted was food and a shelter;

I was contented with the life I spent,

With nothing around me to bother;

I grew up and so did my desires,

Growing and reaching farther & higher;

I had a family,food and shelter,

But all I wanted was 'something better';

I had friends to share my griefs,

But I walked past and looked for newer;

Slowly and slowly,all grew tired,

Leaving me alone,one after another;

Life went on as it always does...

I made fortune and grew older;

Now I have everything that I ever wanted

But no one to share the loneliness I suffer

Now here I sit alone in my palace.....

DESIRING for nothing but a friendly pat on shoulder!

the birth of another blogger

My exams finished ten days back and I am not habitual of a routine that allows leisure.In any case,I spent ten days wondering what should I do.I am not a very good writer as such but at times,i have an urge to write and to express myself.I never thought of doing all this online and speaking out my heart HERE! Some friends suggested me that I should write blogs and I never took it seriously but today,when I have actually started blogging,I am beginning to like it.I need to learn alot and lets see if I can keep it going.

Wish me luck,everyone! :)