Seeking happiness

Sometimes certain things can be so comforting....And if search from within, you can find solace and happiness in such minute things...

Even looking at two best friends talking with each other can bring you happiness
Even talking to someone

Over hearing conversations between strangers, 

Running behind your long lost hobby

Seeing people happy around you

Painting

Singing 

Dancing

Writing

Worshiping

or may be just sitting idle with your favorite track on the i pod

a book, a movie, some old photos, buried in memories down the lane...

There are many things in this big yet little round world that can bring you happiness and peace...You just have to identify the bud, the flower blossoms on it's own...

Track it down, hold it in your rose petal soft fingers, blow it....And then you follow her trail....

Mashaa-allah! With the grace of almighty you will definitely find contentment.

Your's 

God Bless You! :)

I saw the beautiful scenery
I knew i wanted it hanging on my wall


I heard her singing 
I knew i wanted the voice to get echoed in my room


I admired the colored soaked canvas
I knew i wanted my thoughts to be painted the very same way


I read her prose
I knew manuscripts would be lying on my table


I saw, heard, admired and read...
But i din't do was to listen to the voice 
The voice grumbling deep inside me
If only i had done that...if only if only...


Listen to your inner self...
Let the silence come out....


"Teri is baat ne humko hairaan kiya"

Shapeless dreams

What hurts the most...when everyone takes you for granted...
It's a very common stuff that occurs to almost all human being, i am no exception...But after all these years of learning from my mistakes and rebuilding the fence....
Once again the treaty has been broken, but this time it's in a different way..
Neither can i mend it nor can i glue it...
I want to just walk away but i can't cos i am bound to obey the rules set by the universe...
Why in the name of god was i given so much of freedom and why in the name of god was i gifted such as extent of independency....
Often i ask myself the very same questions...
You have any answer, in that case let me know...
Says the author to her shadow..
And this whole purpose of survival seems so vague without the right answers and the right questions...
Do ask if you have one..
I am not the same... How hard i try i can't lie to the satan inside me or the angel inside me...
And definitely there is a lil bit of madness that drives me in...Adrenaline rush!!
I am a fire ball, the more you play the more vulnerable it becomes...
The more rigid i become and the more stubbornness pours in.....
And if you want to capture me, hold me close, talk to me, love me but never ever try to bend me, mold me or pacify me...The moment you do...i break in to those crystal cut pieces....Piercing my own skin, toxicating by own blood and scratching my own soul...
Manipulate
Mend
Mold


Capture
Close
Conquer


What ever the words may b...But the motive is very clear...


Set me free, let me live...And i promise i will come right to you..
Break me, shake me.....And i promise i will never come back to you..
Choice is your's!!


Your's 
Dream!