Heavenly Muse

Today i will resumne my reading of the book''Blue is the color of heaven'' by Richard Loseby. i was with him when he started his journey from Trurkey  via kurdish villages and Iran to Afghan border. I always wanted to fibish this book in one sitting buyt my busy routine didnt allow me.Now i am heading towards end and feeling sad. i was with Richard back in 1989,what will happen once i will finish this book.My heart will surely ask for more thrills with the same auther.i have felt my soul wandering somewhere 23 years back.Most likely to  feel alient when will come back to 2013.

I was never a student of political science neither it could ever attract me. I was, and am, a wandering poet who loves to imagine, remember, and express. There is nothing special in having poetic bend of mind. Every person in one or other phase of his/her life feels or imagine like a poet. But the  current confused, chaotic situation of Pakistan has changed the nature along with the general interests. The excess of political talk shows, and the endless efforts of politicians cum actors have changed the mindset of young, middle aged and old fellows all in a sudden. Geo, ARY, Express, AAJ, Dawn. and newly emerged news channels rule over the hearts of people but not there brains. I accept that I cannot help getting attracted by these news channels an talk shows. And the same is the case with everyone. We have analysts right among us. Now every Pakistani understands, evaluates and discuss .But besides bestowing this awareness, these news channels are themselves are g...

right now i am reading a book about ''history of English Literature'' here i found a sentence by samuel johnson( the creator of English dictionary). i rushed to my blog to share it with all those who loves words,specially in the form of carefully arranged sentences placed in a decorated order strongly prophesying a purpose. ''A book should help us either to enjoy life or to endure it'' Is the book ,you are reading now a days,playing its part??

Last month,24th of november,i completed a year of my matrimonial life. the year was not as happy as i look in the photographs taken at the moment.;-) yet it has its worth.i did nothing in the last year other than accepting the truth that married life is much changed version of life. but in upcoming years this acceptance will help me Out.InshAllah.

I am an hater of my limitations. what I can do and what I can't. this process never let me alone. During my school time ,i knew that money would never be given to me for eating those yummy things that were certainly bad for health.that was my limitation. i always wanted a study room with a huge book shelf and cozy study table and chair.at the age of 5 a i had a separate room to study but it was not like what i wanted for.it was a store room filled with some old forgotten stuff.that was a limitation. I wanted to have friends those could be sympthise with me on the same grave topics of life.But i always was accused of being pretentious.Very difficult to create company of people just like your own.it was my limitation I wanted to have same level of respect and care that i usually give away.But it never happened.it is my limitation. walls ......huge walls...everywhere...these walls surround me from each side....there must be a door.i can cheat these lim...

The movie Amistad made me cry ....after a long time i am as moved by anything as i used to be in my childhood ,when i was innocent not have a corrupted soul. The idea of freedom ,sometimes travels from national collective thought to the individual level.Sometimes,it permeates from an individual brain to the surrounding society.in Any case ''idea of freedom should prevail and hold sway''

''ik chup tay so sukh'' A proverb of punjabi language,it means '' silence can save you from lot of troubles'' I never contemplated on this proverb as strongly as i ave been from last few years.This is month of october,my mother's death anniversary is approaching.my mother was strong believer of this proverb.she was famous for her silent and calm personality.I know there was enough turbulence that kept  going on under the calm surface yet she managed to maintain a pretty peaceful environment. I am 27 I spent first 5 years of my life in ''yelling''.As i believe that what i used to speak it was not comprehensible or worth listening. the next 10 years were spent in speaking A solo speech delivered by a solo confident speaker that earn enough appreciation and awe yet don't bother to to receive any response. And then came the period of ''talking''.i becam...