Initiation of a Life

A boulder on the soul, asphyxiates the being, compels the eye to draw water, shakes the heart in most violent ways, takes away all the strength from the limbs, leaves one paralyzed yet full of life

Short Writeups

Words

"Words"..."words" matter, matter a lot ..they hurt the most... and these are the "words" which give you a hand when you are fallen apart. Then there are some "words" you want to save forever. Sometimes its like you need to have those "words" because the moment they are said you spontaneously know the worth of those "words". Moments pass and you want to install those "words" in your mind until your mind dies out completely. "Words" have their own manner to show you how they sway you actually. My dad used to say to me " betaa log hansty huy chehru ko duaa dete hain .. roty huwun ko to koi bhi nai pochta"(people only praise smiling faces. no one cares about the whimpering ones). Whenever he used to say that half verse , i just nodded my head always as i didn't know the prominence of those words. Today when i came back from my driving class and he was trying to teach me something and then from nowhere his voice echoed in my ears saying the same words .I listened to him usually but today i HEARD those "words". What was the spell-work of those moments which kept me gazing at him for five minutes and it infatuated as a caste rewound my eyes instantly and my past was there saying me Hi ! and all those ticks where this World and its creatures had proved this hemistich, pinched in my head. Yes, past four years revolved in my head. Why did that happen to me ? The very next moment i had my answer. That time I realized that I lost my precious tears in these four years for no reason and all in vain because there was no fault of anyone I had understood that it's the regime of this sphere. No one cares when you cry and really believe me they certainly will not care and if someone is showing you off that they actually care. That concern will also be over after when you become habitual to that sobbing! and you know what, you will become tired of yourself crying all the time. Lets be very clear, crying over things, crying over people you lose, crying over failures of life, being a weeping baby every time won't benefit you in any way ! People come in your life, spend time with you and they leave or some of them stay. This is regulation of this era and being selfish is a human's nature. And being a human being you can't change the whole world's perspective. To be alive is really hard and tough. Yes it is and it is for everyone. Everyone is fighting his or her own battle within him or herself. To win yours you have to smile.. because sometimes you have to forget some "words" in order to keep the prestige of some other "words".

The Demon Allies

Tiring slumber

Serenity of the afterlife 

Filling the canvas of demise 

Lest the love survives 

Tells a fairytale of lies

Goodbye the times of joy

Never they came in my toil

Lusts surviving to exist 

Silence in the soul lipped 

A deep awakening in the sleep

Night the spoils of false spree 

AN INCOMPLETE LAST LETTER !

It was eight in the morning and suddenly the door bell rang, she was awake as she was making breakfast and was about to leave for the office. "Who it can be at this time?" she thought, with different thoughts inside her head she open the door, and there was a man standing in a black suit just to delivered her a letter and without further delayed he left her wondering from whom might the letter could be. She came inside and closed the door behind her and started opening the letter which she was holding and by looking at the letter her world was shaken upside down. It's was his writing a person she wouldn't forget in centuries. 

24 November, 
12.35 am 
Hi, 
So when this letter will reached you I would be pretty dead and buried by than and the man who delivered you this will b delivering you the other things but that's the later part of the story.
I really have no idea why I am writing this to you after so long but every inch of my body have literally begged me to write this to you as it's your right to know what happened and it's my last wish to let you know. I knew it from a very long that you were in love with me and but I fell in love with you the day I saw you first time in that hall across the benches for our only class together. Shocked! Well I was too because it was impossible for me to believe that I fell for a complete opposite of me. I know, I know you would b wondering why am I writing all this now because there is no need of it now and I completely agree but I can't die with a burden in my heart which I carried inside me all those times. You know I have adopted all your habits, or might say I have become like you in somethings, like I have started liking rain. See exactly I was shocked too on the day I stepped into rain like I felt it and I was wonderful, the raindrops touching your skin and making you wet. I remembered you was so annoyed from me whenever I got irritated by the rain and cursing it and you always to make me more angry went into rain for hours and hours and left me rotting with anger.
Okay would you please stop crying! You know I never liked tears in your eyes. Anyways coming to the why I wrote you this letter is I was deeply and madly in love with you and still am. And yeah I was the person to end this relationship but how could I see you crying for a dying man. I was sick before I meet you and had completely lost hope, my doctors have suggested that if I continued the treatment I would be able to live couple of more years or even I could fight the illness and live a completely healthy life but I was so angry with my fate that I left all treatment and started living a life of a junkie. Wasting one complete year in this situation I met you and my life changed, for the first time in my whole life I wanted to live, but it was too late than. All the possibilities for me was king gone, and I missed all my chances to live my life with you. And than again I took all my frustration and anger and burned the fairy tale ending of our story and I left you, which was the biggest mistake of my life. And with these I don't have words to write more and I would be asking for any forgiveness because I got what I deserved. 
Okay the later part the man who gave you the letter will be delivering you the things I left for you and the things I kept which belonged to you. And please don't visit my grave as I wouldn't be able to forgive my self for seeing you in pain. Take care of yourself.
Loves....

Tears rolling down her eyes when she finished the letter, he surely has made her completely shocked and speechless but he was still the same person she knew. He haven't changed at all because he still left so many unanswered questions like he always do. This was his last letter but an incomplete one because he was not complete at all as his complacency lies with her and without her, he was just an incomplete jigsaw puzzle with one piece missing, and she was the missing piece that he made cleared to her. Now she have to visit his grave to let him feel the pain she felt for him all those times.

wo aik kahmosh c paheli !

..ghambeer khamoshi.aur wo khudi se sawal kr k khudi jawab dhoond ri..kbi khud ko mutma'in krne k lye koi jawaz deti..kbi khud ko hi wakt k panchi pr uraan bharnay deti..kbi khud num ankhain chupanay ki tug-o-do mein wo,apne chehre pr gham abaarat krleti..kbi chehre ki wairaani ko ankhon mein samo leti..wo uski ankhon ki nami aur chehre ki thakan dikhae sb ko deti.. saway uske jo uski waja buna.. mgr usi ko wo kia roti..usay yaaron ne b na smjha..wo aik paheli c.. wo aik raaz c.. wo ikhlaaq k khol mein chupa hua asraar koi..wo wafa ki aik tasveer..roz us sarak k kinaray kisi k laut anay ka intezar krti..wo wisal ki ghariyon ko ginti..wo firaaq k lamhon ko roti..wo apne ap ko ghalat smjay janay pr ashk bahati.. mgr us nadaan ko ye na pata chala k ye dunia aur iske dhanday hi kch aise.. na janay kon thi wo.. kahan chali gae wo..

Depth

A greatman once said "We are actors on this stage of World". Yes we are in actual actors(every adjective that describes a aspirant)..we are selfish..we are careless..we are heedless.. we in that "deep down" heart are feelingless aspirants for past,present and future. Lets start from "past" for what I say we dont have any concern with!!..when we see there is something being said about past or the nostalgia, we start pretending that.. yes! our past do effect us in our lives ..or may be in somedays. We start saying that we care about those small bad or good incidents of past those deeds we have done on those ordinary days, those little words we said on that family event or whatever maybe..and to contribute to those meaningless parleys we start opening those written locked pages of our life's book and start finding that what we had done there in yesterdays and then after a long walk in those jumbled stories of past we find some visible words and open our taps to let flow those unwanted words to let people know that we also exist and we also are playing our role too ..what we do is we dont see the "deep down"of our hearts, as going deep in a sea we find a precious pearl, similarly in "depth" of our heart we find "ourselves". we find who we actually are. We get that"truth".. oh heck ! then in that depth we find ourselves which is totally different to our scums ! there, in that depth, when we skim that scum off, we see... we just pretend see, we dont care what we have done in our past, we dont even think a moment for what we did at 7:40pm of yesterday..what we said to oyr grandmaa about her old denture..! Then we see ourselves probably nude in that worn out cloth of selfishness and we seek ..oh my ! it wasnt anything of the past i remembered, i ponder upon and then i found those words what if i had not been able to do so ..to think for that chandraat two years back...then that "depth" makes us realise that we dont care about our past, we dont have any concern, we are just heedless about it..till our present is effected by that moment..man is selfish he just cares about a thing in his life when he is being effected by it in his personals..then comes "present" (laughter) what can we say about our present when we don't know if we will be able to take our next breath or not?? Will we be able to survive or not if we get stuck in a problem the very next moment?? oh my ! still we are so calm.. heedless creatures we all are..we don't pay attention... We keep flowing like the flow of water.. Don't care... what if some loveone dies the next moment ..what if we die this evening?? we know we should seek these things, we should care about them but still we give a damn for what would happen the next moment..(giggle) we are actors who don't know what their character basically is. What the role is he playing...then in present we go in the "depth" we see there's nothing we are known to ! and being illerate about whats happening and for what the reason is all it is hsppening is a mark that show we are puppets...breathing puppets!! and puppets have nothing but only what his Master allows him..!we are so "helpless" ain't we??? the "depth" teaches us to be in our limits of what our Master has defined for us ..!"future" defines us in a very beautifully said word ..nothing else but "foolish" who thinks he would survive for years when he isnt sure about the next moment! he plans ...he wishes ..he dreams for better ..he dreams for tomorrow.. how foolish a man is? a man ?? o sorry a breath taking puppet ! who has no concerns about his past.. about his past deeds.. not worried about yesterday ..a puppet who is heedless for what if he dies the next moment what would he do?? lets again dive through "depth" see ...how meaningless,useless,worthless,doubtfull,are we??..what is our existence but only a "clot of a blood"..and we say ourselves to be "master"(of nothingness)

-Qaynat

Fallen Masks

They say why people meet if they are meant to be separated.But my question is why flowers bloom if they are to be wilted , why we win, if he have to lose again , why we sleep if we have to wake up again, and why we live if we have to die one day, the answer to all this is time.Things change with time, as time passes, new qualities evolve. We learn to live on without the things which keep on stabbing us and then we realize the need to change,to change the priorities , to change the requirements and trust me if u don't change you will end up destroying yourself because this world is all about people with masks and whenever the mask falls we seem to have perception that the person has changed but that's not the truth. That changed person is the real person. Its really hard to find people these days who are same inside out because  in this society of double faced people their survival is hard. You are in turn compelled to wear a mask and fake a smile .

Dreaming about YOU

I am thinking of you,
in my sleepless solitude tonight,
if its wrong to love you,
then my heart just won't let me be right.
cause i am drowned in you, and i wont pull through,
without you by my side.


Sketch Artist:
Haseeb Khan
Page Link: https://www.facebook.com/haseebkhanarts

life in those woods

'Lets leave this sphere
and migrate to those woods

where merrymaking is mere
everything the modests share

there is peace, there is life
people are simple, they dont fight

near the stream,lies a hut
the door is open, it never shuts

children there play hide and seek
how they jump with bare feet

and there's a big fat tree beside
giving those children a place to hide

see that girl with curly hair
more busy than the Town's mayor

playing with her ant friends
she does not know the fashion trends

far away in those woods,
STAYS AWAKE A LIVELIHOOD..!

-Qaynat

Life

we always want a happy ending for it we only strive 

but nature has it's own way of bending because its the spark which keeps us alive

its not about wilting its about the delight of efflorese 

its not about losing its about the endeavor to eminence 

this life is not a bed of roses its a dark path full of thorns 

we think of it as proses but in real its the thoughts which are torn 

everyone who meets is not a friend some are there to pull you down

they are there to stab your back so beware and look around

utmost desires left unfulfilled indispensable prayers left unlistened 

life never let go a chance to leave us shocked and thrilled

always giving new reasons for heart to be glistened

non of us is impeccable all we need is an eye 

which ignores the things which are questionable and understands without asking why

trust in your Lord and move on as He pulls u back when you are about to drown 

whatever happens life goes on so there is no time to sit and to frown 

Zindagi

koi chupke se hi be-maut mara jata hai,

kisi ki saza umar bhar khatam nahi hoti,

koi rooh ki jalan se thak jata hai,

kisi k ehsaas ko pazeeraye nahi milti,

kisi ki ankhon mein intezar bus jata hai,

aas kisi ka mukaddar bun jati hai..