Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Delirious Behavior

Like the rays of the sun
You light up my heart and my mind
You dazzle me with your closeness
And leave me longing for more
You make me mad
But I’m way too far now
This is not a crossroads
More like a military coup
My soul is your captive
And I surrender myself to you
Bit by bit
Piece by piece
Fighting in the dark
Talking to myself
Struggling without reason
Loving without consequence
You know me too well
Your smile is the drug that I crave
Speak slowly so I can read your lips
Walk nearby and drive me crazy
Release me like a dishonorable slave
And watch me run to you
Cut off my life support
Let me fight for air
Give me nothing to hold on to
And just sit there
I will come to you
For you are nothing
But everything to me

Pain

With every effort comes pain of some kind. If we strive to avoid honest efforts, we tend to be afraid of suffering pain. The human body is not designed to handle unlimited wounds but the mind is. As long as the mind has complete control over the body's emotional responses, humans can go through even torture without flinching. Faith and belief in one's strength minimizes pain but it heightens their sense of responsibility.

There is a simple logic to all the crossroads in life: endurance of pain in decision-making in order to test one's emotional stability and the ability to reason. Acquaint yourself with your own strengths and weaknesses before embarking upon any path. Your preparedness will be instrumental in determining the level of pain that you can sustain.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The magic of small towns

I have lived most of my life in beautiful towns of Pakistan and it has been an invigorating experience. You see the thing about such places is that everybody knows everybody. Someone is always around to help you. Big cities scare me particularly because people are very hard to read and even harder to befriend. Trust is very much absent in big cities but small towns are generous in every aspect. Living the simple life is easier in a small town.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Rememberance

Think of me when the hate is too much
Dance away the gloom
Sing away the sorrow
For i will be here when you return
Standing in the shadows
Waiting for a glance in my direction

I intend to astound you
I hope to sway in your arms
I wish to remember you always
With love if nothing more significant
Fleeting emotions are scaring me
And i am crouching in the corner

I am sand and you are water
We blend only in an alternate reality
My juvenile mind does not accept it
Nor does it wish to negate it
I cannot love you enough to let you go
It is harder than it looks

In the news today.....

Chand raat in Islamabad...looking forward to eating and getting gifts...