#raaz e makhfi

#raaz e makhfi => all praise & #love unto #HIM who knows even that and keeps em all secret.,.who don't get to express much about, get to say to LORD, the All hearer, the All listener.

Some people get to trust others instantly, while there are some who keep wondering if to, when to, how to trust the next ; such introverts find it hard to even tell or explain the simplest of things. Not that they don't feel much, they probably feel like saying even more than any extrovert somebody. They probably dont get to find the exact words to express, how they exactly feel. They do want to let out how they feel, but then they're comfortable till they get to keep inside. Though once in a while when they get to say just abit of how they feel they get light as feather. Expressiveness for sure is a bliss, lest you oversay and hurt others feelings, who find it hard to say, for nothing.

The world of your own

             Every human is a phenomenon. Just like every planet stays in its very orbit or to a minute level, just like every electron keeps changing the charges of its surrounding environment just by staying in their very own orbit, that's how a human life be comprehended, perhaps. So even if we just round it all about to an individual, will get to see a world of their own, they're keeping in all through. If we look closely, ones cupboard, their desk, like every little thing related to any individual shows up their phenomena of life. Let the phenomena of your life be worth following, yes thats what I have learnt from mommy beloved. Discipline is a way of life. Thankyou God for blessing me with the bestest mom <3. Blessed be thy soul with heavens above.

> Things of the past - gramophone recorder

   It is rightly said, age is just a number. Some people are quite young even at 70, while others are old by 20. Maybe, being oldish or sober or decent or thoughtful or km go', as we say in urdu, has something to do with genes. Maybe, it's the environment that makes one that way. Or maybe some people are born classy. Reviving old is classic, only one who understands old values are gold, can do that. Your likeness for gramophone can definitely take you in that era for a while. Similar were the old phones, the landlines, they took more space thn mobile phones, yet they were classy enough to be actually replaced by the mobile phones. Them parks where kids used to play running in every nook & corner, definitely todays play lands cannot replace them. The cassette recorders and players, where you had to wait for the fave songs, can definitely not be replaced by computer song libraries, where you can just click without scrolling through the entire queue. Last but not the least that we miss, be the books the actual page, the paper with its very own fragrance, can never be replaced with e-books. Yes, some of the things, were better off un-modernised.

When you can't speak!!!

  There are times when you can't utter what you're holding inside. If you utter, that will probably follow floody eyes. Yes you're strong enough to hold it inside. I wonder how they say it, if somebody can't cry at a particular moment, thn that means they're weak. Although, strength lies in keeping things inside. One can do it, as long as one is strong enough to store the mess inside and sort it out by themselves, that can't be elaborated verbally, otherwise. A tortoise maybe slow in comprehending, yet its strategy is considered successful, till today. 

   

Towards a bettter life

 

              While you're simply sitting & doing nothing, you maybe thinking on certain gossip lines, if he/she said that about him/her, she/he maybe like that etc.now, just think for a second, it's none of your concern, let them be their way and there you earn a reward. 

    Again,  you heard about some religious conflict, you will probably be inclined towards what you have had been hearing all through your life, but it takes kindness to think the same for the next as to avoid indulging into not going anywhere debate. Also, you can choose ignoring or staying silent on your part and there you earn reward, perhaps.

    Similarly, in our day to day lives, if we just simply focus the good, like keeping silence in a conflict only for the sake of ALLAH Almighty and forgive more often, will definitely make our lives as well our hereafter, better. May Allah guide us all to good, and keep us safe from evil eye, and the bad. Ameen to that.

Akhsato pa iman'

Dui ta qol de, ta sah akhsato pe ba'd,

ta sah wale akhsato sirf pe ba 'de,

Dui tsa pohay, khipla barkha kana,

Tsa andam, tsa aroh, dui ma pohay,

Ta andam hajat kewai ba'd,

Tsa wale aroh hajat kewai?

zma khabara de, tasu barkha sah akhsato pa bahra iman de,

ao kana!  Samay halta' ye,

Dale tasu dubule,

Haltay tasu mahfuz de.

Translation:

They say you breathe in air,

Rather you can only breathe in air,

They don't know about their own constituents,

It's about the body & the soul,

The body may need air,

But how about the soul?

Breathe in faith!

Ye! Was right about that,

Let yourself breathe in the sea of faith,

Hereth you drown,

Thereth you're safe!

Them inside pearls'

                                                   
Some people are like snails, who feeel comfortable within their shelll. Not that they're hard at heart like the outer shelll, rather they're fragile enough to stay protected inside. They do come out when they are comfortable with the surrroundings & go back in whence they feeel the neeed. Probably they're pure enough and that's why GOD protect them souls by providing with the shelly contour. 
People calll them introverts sometimes, while silence be referrring to their outer shelll. Nonetheless, them pearls either keeeping in or out of their shellls.

Thought of the Day'

Good and bad exist, in their own right. There origin be morality. For everyone there are different sets of moral views. Now, considering an atheist, as he believes in nothing as per se, then why would he save a dying dog, like inside, there's some moral instinct that make him do so, even though he might not be believing in its Creator even.

      Meanwhile, as science is to matter, reason is to logic, life is to morality, death is to creator. If atheist is to science, he hath to go with logic & morality, even though he can't ignore death part, ( but he does the creator part, i.e outa logic). Now, its an atheist, who makes his own set of good/bad, as per his evolutionary mind, ignoring the Creator part for nothing, and that may sound illogical to a rationale mind.

      And, maybe thats why, one opts ascetic ideal, ignoring morality, etc stuff as is evident from the birth of tragedy'.

     As they say, one of the two things happen, after endowment of suffering, either one switches to spiritual mode or to a state of tots denial, to seek refuge, as per psychology. And latter happens in most athiest cases, perhaps. 

For my beloved parents <3 :********

You're my honey bunch,

Sugar plum,

Pumpie umpy umpkin,

You're my sweetie pie,

You're my cuppy cake,

Gum drops,

Snookum snookums,

You're ...

The apple of my eye! 

And ilove yu sooo,

And iwann yu know,

That ialways be right here,

And ilove to sing,

Sweet songs for yu,

Because...

Ur sooooo dear <3

That travelling/Fullmoon'

Everytime iwalk out on a fullmoon night, 

its just to watch for moonlight.

When igo to the left, 

ifind the moon chasing me from the right.

When igo to the right, 

ifind the moon chasing me from the left.

When iwalk towards the moon,

Ican feel the moonlight 

it makes my face bright.

When iturn ihave to turn back 

for a look at the full moon face.

the full moon, with the shadows on its face,

How it manages to brighten the world.

That's how GOD shows us,

How a scarry heart can still brighten a soul along.

Getting fed up = nashukri?

         Firstly it appears fascinating, be it a person, study, ride, food, place like anything keeping the attraction potential. Once, we like it a lot and on getting closer and narrowing down to its plus and minuses, slowly gradually, it loses its  magnetic affinity.

       Like when we talk about food, as delicious brownie or hamburger, etc. we love it we try having it daily, till our taste buds don't find it fascinating much and we even say, to have anything and everything but not that, as you got fed up off.

       And, then,  it's different whence we move towards present day tech stuff. Like something i bought with all my heart besides money, like any latest gadget or be it a car or something. We never lose our heart for it as long as its getting updated as with new softwares and stuff.

       And, it was here, i found diverging point to my thought process like we get fed up of things as long as we don't find them evolving with time. This is how the new age demands humans to be. Staying with the same people/friends ain't something much of a blasé, as long as one keeps working on new ways to make the friendship or relationship better with every passing day.

       Life's too short to look out for new people and things for fun. Let's not demand much and be ready to give in the potential in the very direction we are moving already. This will help save time off turns and will actually help with the stamina of the ones around besides helping our own selves with grace and peace of mind; nothing else a soul can demand then.

Fragile balance

“Cold hands
 warm soul;


steady feet
 shaky thoughts.


It seems that we
 need a blend 

of
 opposites to 
create a 

fragile 
balance between 
the 

lines of
 light and dark.”

M.LB., fragile balance (via aestheticintrovert)

TGIF <3

sitting outside alone with all chirpy birds, 


While watching crows sit on a leafless tree,


Looking at the swan trying to catch up with every eye,


The ducklings being all playful around,


While, the fearful camouflages keep running around,


And the pigeons & chicks keep up wd their cont. chirps,


And when the cool breeze blows & the tree branches give hi5 to each other,


Till my baby wakes up and takes my mind to the ducks swimming along,


Equally beautiful and melancholic are some windy eves,


A refreshing blow it provides to silent minds till they think aloud.,.

Random heartout

Cloud is to rain,

Pleasant is to bliss,

Moment is to memory,

Character is to personality,

Duck is to quack,

Crow is to crow,

Grass is to green,

Cuckoo is to koo,

Kindness is to nature,

Nature is to heart,

Heart is to soul,

Soul is to prayer <3

Creatures bien-aime ame

Demieres heures, nuit pluvieuse froid,

Fixant rever, peluche dansle lit,

Les yeux gonfles ouvertes, sortir de confort,

Mettre des rideaux de cote, Porte de fenetre glissate,

D'accueillir la brise, qui la fraicheur de leur ame fatiguee,

Ecouter les oiseaux celestes equipage,

Glisser une priere de souhait, tandis que le ciel rosee,

je me demandain coment beni,

quand creatures' bien-aime ame, doit avoir vole.

Translation:

In last hours of chilled rainy night,

Lies a dreaming soul, stuffed in bed,

Opening puffy eyes, moves out of coziness,

Putting curtains aside, sliding window doors,

To welcome the breeze that refreshens the weary soul,

To listen to heavenly voices, as birdy crew scroll,

Slipping wishful prayers, while sky drops dew,

Wondering how blessed be the morning,

Whence' creatures' beloveds' soul' must' have flew.

Morning Tragedy'

'twas an early morning,

 birds were busy chirping,

Grass all wet with dew,

When the cool breeze blew,

And the sun's  rays 're turning to hue,

The bees, the crows, the sparrows,

All birds being busy in some crew,

Singing melodies was all, she could do,

But the injured cuckoo couldn't flew.,.

Believe only ur piece of mind"

What an easy life,

Though only yu can feel the edge of knife,

What a silent thyself,

Though only yu can feel the noise within,

What a peaceful world yu're living in,

Though only yu can feel the roughness inside,

What a smooth way to tread on,

Though only yu can feel bloody thorns along,

The world see only, what they want to,

Just follow the way your mind gets to see.,.

What are yu running for?

On a chilly cold night,

On a pavement along the grave road,

In the silent smokey haze,

In the enchanted moonlight,

Walks briskly, a weary soul,

With watery eyes,

And melancholic mind,

Whispers the tedious heart,

"what are yu running for?"

A raindrop--"from clouds to clouds"

A raindrop falling from the clouds, 

dropping on a trespasser's watery eyes, 

holding dreams, wandering through bewilderment, 

welcoming every drop of rain, 

the tear, the raindrop, 

equally concentrated keep flowing with the tripping train, 

seeping through sands, 

joining the streams, 

turning to vapors, 

filling up clouds, 

all ready to fall again.,.

Bright rainbow"

It starts with a cup of tea,

With every blow of morning breeze,

How a melancholic heart feels,

Knows no cuckoo, & no waving leaf,

Till clouds gather, and it rains & rains,

Watching the rain tripping down the drains,

Filling the grounds, making ponds around,

Washing all dusts off, removing pains,

Clouds settle, giving way to beaming rays,

And making the rainbow, and all gay,

That's how GOD coloured my day.,.