No I don't miss you

I don't miss you

I don't miss you, except for the fact that you are...
A part of my soul...
Every thought in my mind...
My every breathe and my every beat...

But no I don't miss you...

Except for that I live to see you...
That your one glimpse changes my universe
That you are the reason I'm alive

But no I don't miss you...

Except that I have lost myself,
The indulgence in your existence has made me lost mine,
I am no longer myself, I have become you

But no I don't miss you

Who Am I?

Neither a saint,
Nor a sinner.
I wonder who I'm
Neither a loser,
Nor a winner.
I wonder what I'm
Neither in love with anything,
Nor in hatred of anything
I wonder what I feel
Neither I belong to others,
Nor to myself
I wonder where I'm from
Neither a purpose to live,
Nor one to die.
I wonder why I exist

Moving On From A Relationship That Failed

Never fight your feelings... Never fight with your 'self'

Do not deny that you are feeling sad, never do that. The first step of grieving process is acceptance, and in order to move on, first of all you need to accept all the pain that the break-up of a relationship has bought you. Accept it. Don't deny it.

Express your feelings: Tell others how you are feeling and why. It might be hard to do so in the beginning, but slowly and gradually, you will realize that expression of emotions is the best way to deal with them.

Don't dwell on negative feelings: Don't live upon the negativities of the relationship. Don't feel sad, instead, start taking out that negativity in other creative pursuits.

Detach yourself. The memories, the wishes, the hopes and the future plans created with a significant other over a period of time can create many feelings of despair about one's future, but isolate yourself from those dreams, instead imagine yourself living your life to the fullest and being your own person.

The Music of East

Dholak, Dafli, Daf, Ghunghroo, Santook, Tabla, Sitaar

The beautiful musical instruments used in Pakistan, to convey the message of love and of hate, to express the feelings of happiness and pain, of loss and of gain...

The beautiful sounds of Dholak, the ecstasy of Ghunghroo and magic of Dafli, create wonders of music, and express the deepest human emotions with the sounds, the voices and the volumes...

The Embroidery of East

A thing of beauty is a joy forever...

Women in the interior part of Sindh, belonging to the very lower-income segments of the society, work day and night, using their creativity and artwork, to create a little sum of money-in return of their timeless efforts and arts.

The large businesses, textile industries buy the very beautified dresses for a very low price and sell them at higher prices, using strong advertisement and marketing schemes, since they have got the resources.

But for that poor lady in village, sometimes even it is enough... it is enough that someone is ready to buy her handmade... it is a source of happiness for her that someone is wearing that she tailored and embroidered with her hands... such is the hospitably of this land.

Paintings of Pakistani Women

PAINTINGS OF PAKISTANI WOMENDEPICTING DIFFERENT CULTURES(SINDH, PUNJAB, PATHAN AND BALOCH)

He was like an Ocean to me, I was his Moon.

The tale of our affair was simple,

He was my Ocean, I was his Moon.

I would hide behind him

His intensity affected the depth of my waves

His forces, attracted me towards him

And created the tides of our relationship :)

Seven Colours of Rainbow. Seven Mysteries

THE COLORS OF RAINBOW

RED

ORANGE

YELLOW

GREEN

BLUE

INDIGO

VIOLET

RED: Red is the colour with the longest wavelength. It is the colour of vitality, of energy and enthusiasm. 

ORANGE: Red + Yellow = Orange. It is the colour of creativity :) Combine Wisdom with Energy and you have new things!

YELLOW: Yellow is the colour of wisdom. It is colour of Sun, so it is associated with the shining energy.

GREEN: Green is the colour of balance and harmony. Green is the colour of nature, it also reflects the health and expansion.

BLUE: Blue is the colour of spirituality, the colour of peace and contentment.

INDIGO: Indigo is the colour of supernatural awareness. A colour of deep quietness and calmness. A colour of psychic abilities and self-development

VIOLET: The colour of humanity, when a certain stage of spirituality has been attained. The colour of clearing out grudges, feelings, past remorse and guilts. 

Love and Eyes

I stopped. He stopped. We both stopped for a while, and it seemed like the whole universe suddenly stopped. It felt like there was no dependence of time and space. Everything came to one point.

The attraction was so strong, yet strange. The chemistry was magnetic, yet subtle. 

A pair of dreamy eyes met another... and created were many dreams

Dreams that won't ever come true, but dreams that won't ever cease to exist either

Dreams that are clearer than realities, the dreams that changes all facts into fiction.

He didn't say a word, nor did I.

His eyes expressed his love, and my eyes affirmed them.

My beautiful city under attack once again!

Once again, my beloved city Karachi, the financial hub and most populated city of Pakistan... The city of lights and the city of lives... is again under a terrorist attack.

ASF Camp inside the Jinnah International Airport of Karachi was attacked by the terrorists, which resulted in  huge exchange of fire between the ASF and terrorists. Heavy firing was reported. Panic for the citizens, especially living in the neighbourhood of the airport.

The Magic of Love

THE MAGIC OF LOVE

The Magic of Love... People say that falling in love makes you lose yourself...

And I wondered, how can someone lose himself, how can someone lose his identity?

Until...

I realized that. I felt the rush myself. The magic of love crosses all barriers, surpasses all borders.

The magic of love, makes you crazy... No rationality, no logic... Only feelings only emotions...

The happiness, the pain... there is nothing compared to when in love...

The dreams, and the broken hopes... no dream comes near to the one when in love...

The infatuation, the heart sinking... The feelings of hope, the delusion...

The feelings of fulfilment,when he is there. The feeling of emptiness when he is not.

The magic his appearance creates on me, The drunken state by love

The intoxication with his imaginations, the addiction to his dreams

You really lose yourself in love.

No longer your'SELF', there is no more 'YOU'

Kuch iss tarah se main teri yaadon main gum hojaati hun,

Ke Main main hi nahi rehti, Tum ho jaati hun...!

In such way I get so deeply indulged in your thoughts,

That I no longer remain myself, I become you.

A Lost Self