Don’t you dare — August 2, 2018

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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Gham-e-maut mujhay nahi hai (fear of death, I have not) — February 24, 2018

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:


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) — January 21, 2018

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

Day 25 Cables — October 25, 2017

Day 25 Cables

Haha I’m still here.😂

Why do we bound creativity?

To places, times, tools, mood, environment. To encouragement, motivation, inspiration. To thoughts, ideas and appearances.

Creativity is to create and when you have the fire in you to do it nothing else matters. Your way of expressing creativity can be by anything like perhaps painting, writing, cooking, designing, teaching, photography.ANYTHING.

I think sometimes I’m good at creative writing. When I get an idea or thought in my head that I think about it and just try to save it somewhere. But when I have words flowing through my head there is no way you can stop me from writing start  to finish.Last year as we were learing about Cables and electricity I ended up writing the following. 🙂

https://accidentallyinked.wordpress.com/2016/08/27/make-no-mistake/

Don’t let anything to stop you from unleashing your creativity. (But also pay attention in class. Haha)

 

INKY

Day 3:HORSES — October 3, 2017
Memories-Chapter 3 — September 14, 2017

Memories-Chapter 3

You can also read MEMORIES INTRO and Chapter 1. Chapter 2.

dividerOnce upon a time….umm half a decade ago? During holidays my mother insisted that I get up from bed because I had slept enough.There was no use of protest because she wouldn’t give up and make sure that I’m out of bed. So I thought she wants me off this bed and I did that.And still half asleep walked silently into her empty bedroom and fell asleep there.As I fell asleep my thoughts awakened and  were running wild and I was assembling words in my dream after I had made up two sentenced that made a little sense, I couldn’t stop.Thus, a poem was born in my head.

However, the only problem now was to remember the poem.We all know that there are tonnes of dreams that we forget as soon as we get up. I didn’t wish to forget this.The sound of  my mother calling me distracted me from my thoughts and concentration of trying to save the poem in my mind.Finally, I got up and with my eyes half closed went to my bedroom and without doing a thing grabbed a piece of paper and clumsily searched for a pencil and jot down every word I could remember.Some may think that was a clever thing to do nonetheless no one knows how horrible my handwriting was plus, the amount of time it took for me to actually decode the text later one.Anyway, here it is.I won’t explain it I’ll let you wonder.

P.S it was a gift for my parents.They were proud of it. 🙂 (Obviously it’s kiddish but it is also raw.My sister actually suggested that I share a picture, but I don’t want your eyes to get a heart attack by looking at my handwriting. You’ve welcome. 😛 )

As told by the rose

Don’t let the thorns fool you
I am a fragile bud

Just give me some time to settle in
and have some fun

Surely after all this
I’m sure a day will come

I will be all grown up
with petals like pink bubble gum

Though my thorns will be pointy
they won’t matter much

Ad by seeing the petals
they won’t be remembered much

I’m sure a day will come
when all this won’t be the same

My thorns won’t be stiff and strong
my petals won’t to look the same

Also that I’ll look wrinkled and dry
and my petals begin to fall

don’t worry about me because
that is what’s going to happen to all

even though they might be better than
or they may not be good at all

This ‘is’ what will happen to all

l just leave me and let me fade away
and don’t worry about me at all

But before all this I want you to know

I want to ask for forgiveness from you
for doing wrong to you all

Because you are the best parents anyone
could ever wish hope to wish for (at all)

*Be sure to remember me in your prayer
And In sha Allah! we’ll meet in heaven
where all those who ask for forgiveness before they die are.*

INKY

Reigning back focus — May 22, 2017
Longer — May 15, 2017

Longer

The longer I stay awake, the more I walk,
The more I walk, the more my legs ache!

Desperately begging for me to stop,
But my racing thoughts won’t allow it.

Until I shut my eyes tight,
And enter the world of dreams.

Where midnight madness ends,
But nightmares begin to scream.

The Uniquely Me Tag — May 10, 2017

The Uniquely Me Tag

Hey guys!
So Tehreem nominated me for this. 😀 I thought I should do it before I forget. XD
Here goes first the RULES:
1. Thank the person that nominated you for this tag and link to their blog.
2. Write as many things that are unique to you as possible.
3. Nominate up to 10 bloggers or as many as you like.
4. You can take this tag as seriously or non-seriously as you like.

I know I have probably done a few posts like this. So I have no idea how ‘unique’ this post will be. 😛

1- When I was small I wanted to marry a rich prince so there were chances of me hopping on to a spaceship and going to the see the moon! XD
2- I can not drink coffee.
3-I am definitely supposed to be studying right now. Or wait I deserve a break but not this long. 😛
4-I have sooo many books to read. The list keeps expanding.Just waiting for SUMMER! 😀
5-I took a nice butterfly picture and it turned out nicely.I will definitely call it an achievement no matter what anyone thinks.

6- I still haven’t put up an ABOUT ME page. XD
7-I have always liked plants and flowers.But I felt scared what if I can’t take care of them. Back in maybe November I think…a lovely friend of mine had given me a plant with lovely flowers.  ❤ ❤ I took care of it till today and it really taught me about life.I know it sounds weird that a plant taught me something, but it really did. 😦 Sadly, now I feel it is going to die.Please pray for my plant! Plus a friend of mine gave me a huge flower bouquet Alhamdulillah those flowers are doing great. 😀  ❤
8-I have felt best when I managed to bring my day dreams to reality.
9- While people would be busy taking selfies, I’d rather take a picture of the sky. ❤
10-I believe that sometimes we get things we don’t deserve.I mean that in a both good and bad way. 🙂

My nominations:
Anyone who is reading this right now.Haha!

INKY

 

Past hope — March 3, 2017

Past hope

Million years ago when dinosaurs used to live and die,
Some were huge and some could fly,
Just like my hope that soars or cries.

My hope is immense yet it burns,
Burns out when the tables turn,
And in my life emotions churn.

-INKY