Memories

A day before,at home time,I was sitting in the van with my legs propped on the back of the front seat.Peeping outside the window I found a group of friends giggling and enjoying together on the footpath.It seemed as if they were in some other world...they had no idea of what was happening around them.They were indulged in teasing each other and their faces had strange sparks and gleams...A smile adored my my face but the very next moment I was sad.Now the question which arises up over here is that what's the point of being sad on this???The thought that my school life is going to be finished made me sad...one day will come when I would be sitting,cherishing all those moments which I have spent with my friends.
Fighting for a sip of cold drink,crying a river for one little misunderstanding,so many hands for wiping these tears,so many teases and leg pullings for just a blunder,dancing all round for a piece of happiness,so many eyes dreaming those big dreams...no tension at all...Ah!all this will finish but I would be having such great memories!
Today friends I want to thank you people for being a part of the picture of my life and making the picture of my life so colorful by adding the different colours of your personalities in it!I don't know whether I would be there with you or not so I want to express my gratitude to all of you!LOVE YOU FRIENDS!!!
May your souls be guided towards what is right and may all your dreams come true...(Ameen) 

joyous moments........

Excitement filled my nerves,I was thrilled about spending te eid.It was chand raat and everyone was busy preparing for the eid.From ironing the clothes till washing things,everyone was busy.I was sitting in the drawing room thinking about eid.I had completed all the tasks which were assigned to me.Then I started designing my hands with Mehendi(henna).Decorative designs filled my mind and I portrayed them on my hand.Happiness surrounded me and my limitless imagination continued thinking about eid.I was excited for the eidi as well............I was dreaming all this and then I found that my hand was completed.After that the whole night I dreamed of the eid.I woke up at 7:00am in the morning.Everyone was in a hustle bustle because it was time for the eid prayers.Then I helped mum in house chores.I was  too exhausted after that but my spirits were high.I could smell the aroma of sheer khorma and luscious sweets,water filled my mouth.After the male members returned,we all had breakfast.Then at 12:00pm I went to sleep the last night.Then I woke up at 3:00pm and went to offer my prayers cause I was already late.I took a bath and attired myself in my eid dress and wore all the matching bangles and jewellery.I looked myself in the mirror  and was satisfied that I was looking perfect.My dada gave me eidi and I wished him Eid mubarak.
At night it was a grand celebration.Joy flowed in my bloodstream........the whole day passed with joy,happiness and peace..........
May ALLAH bless us more!!!!!!!!!!

Defining myself...

Sometimes the world seems like a deep sea,dark and intense.The density of it seems so much that there is no way out.My each and every attempt fails and I'm unable to see myself out of it.It feels as if I'm in a huge trap and I cannot escape.All my screams and shouts disappear in the compression of the waves.Silence...........ah silence,that is what I'm afraid of.By silence I mean the silence of people..................It may sound weird  that I'm afraid of the silence of people because some people are afraid of insects,some are afraid of ghosts,some are afraid of darkness,etc,but I'm afraid of silence,only silence.

depicting the same image that is in my mind!!!

        There are many closed ones,who mean a WORLD to me,without whom I can SURVIVE but I can't LIVE!!!!!But it hurts a lot when they can't understand how much they value in my life.May be feelings,emotions,expressions,relations,demands are not as important for them as it is for me.Or may be they are not that expressive or it can be that they don't want to...............
Perhaps it is that I'm very sensitive and obsessed about all these things,or may be I'm more expressive that is why I feel it..............but what matters is that I FEEL IT.................

Straight from the heart.............

23rd August,2011

          It was night time.................I was quite frustrated because there was no light...........

The night passed somehow without light!!!!!It was my result next morning but I couldn't go to the school because my clothes weren't pressed.Well........I was very nervous,a sense of chilling circulated in my blood,I was thinking that what will I obtain in my board results!!!!!!Then I was curious as well,because I wasn't  able  to collect my result from the school........And all my friends knew what they got in their board exams.They got an A,some got A* n some got below this,but the overall result was good!!!!!!

I was very restless from then onwards that what will I get??????
The next morning that was 25thAugust,I checked my result online..........I obtained an A in P.studies and urdu but very unexpected C in Islamiat........:(
I was happy for my p.studies grade as my paper didn't went so good and I got an A in it but I was disappointed for my islamiat grade as I was expecting an A in it...........Moreover,I was among the students who used to get highest scores in Islamiat in the whole class,so I was very sad about it........
But sometimes what we think doesn't happen............
You would have heard,
"lower expectations,higher achievement n higher expectations,lower achievement"

So,it was this way!!!!!!!

Everytime it rains...........

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of your presence around me.....

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of the time I've spent with you.......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of your pure heart.......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of the graceful smile that adored your face......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of the rose you gave me......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of the way,you teased me........

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of that gentle hand that touched me........

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of your firm hold when I slipped in the rain.......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of the speaking silence that surrounded us.......

Everytime it rains,
it reminds me of your presence around me........

Sometimes it feels................

Sometimes it feels as if I'm drowning.............

Then I see a hand lifting,

coming towards me,

trying to console me........

I find that ,I know that hand

That hand is somebody I beheld.

A gleam in the dark,

highest of all marks.

That hand is my biggest stand.

I take that hand

and hold it tight,

and it takes me from darkness to light.

By seeing this I'm so surprised

that I'm quite lucky to have someone in my life.........

who's so nice..........!!!!

(I wrote this poem is for someone special................who played an IMPORTANT role in my life & is still playing........AN INSPIRATION 4 ME!!!!!!!)

Life's worst feeling came when...............

A few days back,I was in Sukkur at my nani's place.Enjoying in scorching heat,having fun with cousins al0ng with delicious and tasty meals............I was quite happy............but after some days I fell ill,so I got quite aggressive.But something happened which added to my aggression..............!!!      

& u kn0w wat was dat??????????????

tailor MESSED UP with all my clothes!!!He mixed up all the designs which I selected for my lawn prints..........................

From the day I gave the order f0r my cl0thes,I was quite excited about them..............and every day and night I just dreamed that how wonderful they would look!!!!!!!!

But it didn't happened.........now you can think girls how would have I felt!!!!!!!

let me tell u wat that STUPID tailor did!

One of my lawn prints which was green in colour and had intricate designs was totally sewn the opposite of wat I had ordered..............it was the only print which I disliked and didn't want to have but on the forcing of my mother I decided to take it.I ordered "short frock with V-neck,embellished with lace,having churidar sleeves,with a fitted trouser" for it & u know wat guyz????????????

He sew an A-line shirt of it with puff sleeves and a churidaar pajama!!!
Now you can imagine guyz wat I felt!!!life's w0rst feeling came to me.............I was shocked & didn't know wat to do!!!..................just thought of gifting those clothes to the tailor!!!!
From the first day,I disliked dat print,moreover the CREATIVITY of that tailor literally made me hate that suit!!!every tragedy went on with it..............
On the otherside,my elders were saying that don't  be upset,everything suits u and blah blah blah!!!!!
But I was not happy as what I dreamed of,I was not able to have it........
the more i'm obsessed about these things the more it happens..........!!!!!!!!