Don’t you dare

Assalamualaikum/Hi to anyone reading this. 😛
It’s been such a looooonnnggg time since I posted. My mind is rusted, honestly.
I really want to (and also am trying since forever) get myself into writing the way I used to . How something would dawn upon me, in seconds and sometimes vanish before I could catch it. Or the way sometimes I was able to turn a few words into a poem with some good meaning ( or try to). Anyway, here’s something I’d written for a friend. Since it’s motivational-ish, it’s for everyone out there (including myself, at the top of the list). If you’re still reading, thank you. ❤ May Allah give you more patience to bear my can of rubbish that I try to post here. SMILE! 🙂

 

Don’t you dare, give up!

Think more, think wide,

Let your canvas be,

beyond  everyone’s sight.

There has and always will be,

more than one way to solve a problem,

more than one path to choose from.

Create your own path, if you must.

But let never ignorance guide you.

Let your determination be your shining armour,

your unique thoughts be your sword.

Let the company of hope be your ride through the passage of time,

and let positivity be the shield that would,

repel darkness everytime.

 

INKY

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Bookish Q &A ( reply to Safiya, J.S Chefri)

A book I wish I could read again would be Jannat kay Pattay( leaves from heaven) it’s an Urdu book.

It had alot to offer.You’d never get bored of it. It was one of the books that alot of people recommended.

A character that reminds me of someone I love.

Idk. I think it’s more of something a character said that reminds me of someone. You know?

The last book that made me cry

I think the last story I read was Aao Hum Pahla Qadam Dhartay and It made me cry. I usually don’t cry but I don’t know, maybe I could just feel what the character was feeling because of the beautiful writing by Umera Ahmed. The book really talked about how people treat other and, how the most unexpected things happen and shock you for life.

A book I had to push myself to finish  Girl on the train. I think it was someone here on WordPress who recommended it. ( Safiya sis was it you? 😂)I just couldn’t keep up. Perhaps it was because of the different time lines.
I know alot of people found it really interesting. To me only the first half was captivating.

A book I could not finish.
Usually when I start a book I just have to finish it. This is one of the reasons I think before buying a book. I can’t control myself from reading. It shocks me when I hear for instance my friends have books that have been sitting on the shelf for like two years.

And the mountains echoed was one book that I didn’t finish. It was really interesting in the starting but something came up and I couldn’t finish it. If I get a chance and convince myself I’d love to finish it someday.

A character that I could relate to 

“There’s so many characters I can relate to because when I’m reading that’s how I connect with the book most of the time.” Exactly my case. I think I feel that I cab relate when characters say something and I’m just like that’s exactly what I’d say. It’s the words and emotions that make me feel connected. At times a character would be over reacting or being dramatic but to that character and myself it seems like it’s a normal reaction.  Yeah weird.😅

 

A character I really disliked

Do you have any idea how sad my answer is for this? 😭 It’s been soo long since I read a book that I can’t even think of this. But Summer in umm 34 days? In sha Allah will read alot then.

An ending I wish could have been different

Refer to the previous answer. 💔

If you’d like to share you’re answers for these questions you can answer them in the comment or as a post like I did.

Thanks Safiya from her blog link here for this interesting post for book lovers.💙

 

Inky

Phases

I had written this a few months ago but today found the perfect picture to go with it.

Inky

Gham-e-maut mujhay nahi hai (fear of death, I have not)

I’m sharing a poem that I wrote 3 years ago, on this same day (or was it previous late night?)  It’s in Urdu, full of flaws, unbalanced.mixed ideas, facts and emotions. Nonetheless, something.

Let me know what you think. 🙂 And I know it’s a bit annoying  to read Roman Urdu (specially the way I write) XD but hehe I’m tooo lazy to type it. Sorry, not sorry, sorry? 😛 (maut=moot=mot=death however you like to spell it)

My parents have given me a beautiful name, a beautiful title and if I ever truly become that. Gham e maut mujhay nahi hai. ❤ Here goes:

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Sab doobtay hain gham main,
koi nai baat nahi hai.

Hanstay hai sab kabhi na kabhi,
koi khaas baat nahi hai!

Bhool jatain hain deen-e- Islam,
koi nai baat nahi hai.

Gir jatay hain dunya kay khaddon mai,
kia afsoos ki baat nahi hai?

Baghair soochay samjhay karlaytain hai loog baray gunah,
koi nai baat nahi hai!

Magr kama laitain hain kuch loog thawaab sotay hee mai,
kia khaas baat nahi hai?

Dafan hoti hain maiyatain qabaristan mai rozana,
koi nai baat nahi hai!

Zinda thay wo bhi pahlay,
kia ye soochnay ki baat nahi hai?

Soochnay baithain hum to,
kartay kuch nahi hain!

Kar kay kuch bathain to,
soochtay kuch nahi hai!

Magan rahtay hai zindagi mai,
mazaq baat nahi hai!

Bhool jatay hai hum kay,
maqsad-e-wujood ye nahi hai!

Nahi kuch kia is zindagi mai to,
moon kia dekhaingay hashr main?

Kia jannat ke kirkee khulay gi ya,
saraingay hum qabr main?

Ataa hai malik-kul-maut,
roznana khuda kay hokum say

Kheench layta hai  rooh wo badan say,
kia ye humain pata nahi hai?

Jaana hai har ik insaa ko is dunya say,
magar naikioon say pahlay inteqaal ho jai to,
kia udaasee ki baat nahi hai?

Dhans chuki ho tum is dunya kay daldal main….yahan,
Nikalo apnay aap ko tum is jal say kisi …tarha!

Dair mat karo chunkay paai jatay hain fitnay baray …yahan,
Aik say bhago to dosra aajaai ga …wahaan!

Dil-o demagh mai kabhi ik baat aatee hai mray,
Agar ban jaoon mai sahih maino mai aibon say paak,
To gham e maut mujhay nahi hai!

Rab mra mujh say razzee ho,
Kia yahi khushi nahi hai?

 

INKY

Hope(less)

Drowning in an ocean,
The thoughts flooding.

Filling me up, yet leaving empty,
A paradox this all has been.

The sense of filling, leaving me hollow,
I was lost.

Lost beyond measure,
Waiting to be found.

For once I needed help,
My silence a loud scream,
But failed to be heard.

The scream was deafening,
But it fell in dead ears.

I waited, longed even,
But worthless.

With a heavy heart,
I rose up, again!

No one was gonna come to rescue,
I had to save myself.

With new determination I lunged,
Standing erect,myself a new sign of hope.

For all those hopeless people out there,
I am my own savior!

 

A poem a wonderful friend had written so I thought I’d share it. Because I think alot of people out there need to know that sometimes you need to be your own hero. 🙂 No matter how much your scary thoughts, strangle your mind. Or when your heart is stuck in quick sand of emotions. You must rise, and be your own savior. Always believe in hope.

(Spread hope generously  ❤  but never foolishly, 😛  because hope is medicine. 😀 When taken as prescribed never hurts. But otherwise has side effects. 😦 )

 

INKY

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Didn’t you know my love? Hope plays hide and seek. Promise me, you will seek! ❤

INKY

Jummah 🖤

The raindrops are constant.

The wind,quiet.

The sun,still hiding.

The sky listens as the Imam starts the Jummah prayer. 🕌

Don’t forget to recite Surah Kahf and remember me in your prayers.🌼

Inky

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Assalamualaikum / Hi all. 😊

Here is a picture I took recently in the morning on my way to the bus stop.

I’d been wanting to take a picture like this since months.💔I’m very satisfied with how it turned out. 

I feel one reason I like sharing my pictures is I don’t want people to miss out. And take the time to note small things in life which Allah made for us.

Keep smiling and say SubhanAllah.💚

Take a look.

I was completely ahmazed by the arrangement of drops on this plant. 😍

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Sometimes when we take pictures we fall in love with tiny details that the world might fail to notice.

Just like that in life we should be thankful for the little things that others might notice.

Say Alhamdulillah. ALHAMDULILLAH ALA KULLE HAAL.💚

The photo I’m attaching is…

Cute plant coming out of a tree bark. (No edits.)

of a HUGE tree which is bench shaped. and this tiny green miracle is growing in the middle part of the bark.Isn’t it lovely how our delicate little pops out of the rough dark bark? Just notice the differences! SubhanAllah.😍

P.S I’m really happy with this picture of mine. It was alot of hard work and alot of frustrating moment. BECAUSE of the WIND! And it’s SO TINY, therefore it was extremely hard to focus.  (And don’t steal my picture, please. <.<)

Specially thanks to my sister. (We want for a walk,  😛 her patience MashAllah and words of motivation helped me, honestly.)

 

INKY