While growing up, we have both pleasant and not so pleasant moments that later turn into our memories. We try to make sure that we don't carry those moments with us that aren't worth keeping so we are consciously/unconsciously decluttering our life since childhood. The process is not always
Let me tell you how. Imagine a girl was suffering from a breast lump. She just got it checked through a male surgeon. She came home, checked her facebook and there it was. A friend request from that doctor.
Here’s a hypothetical (and when I say hypothetical, I mean, a narration
Of course, I believe in magic. Everything around me is magical.
The trees, the stars, the rain, the sun and the moon.
The happiness that I feel, the pain that I feel.
The way I get lost in dreams
The way I get scared of losing
The way I feel comforted by a human hug
It's been a while since I last wrote something that comes from my heart. I wasn't in Pakistan my entire life so it came to me as a shock when I attended the first wedding here. There are two things that are of highest importance: 1) how grand the wedding
As time goes by from year to year,
Something is very obvious, from here;
Though decades come and decades go,
Still few things in the world, never for go.
I was finding my way, in midst of fog,
And wondering why I can't see as picture unfolds;
You came from nowhere and held my hand,
Love is an ocean.
Too deep and wide for everyone
Yet, many refuse to share it
Afraid of being left without love.
(By, yours truly)
An ocean can be deceiving, just like love. It is too dark in its depth so make sure that you don't go too deep without the light. Light