Chaos.

I wake up everyday only to find myself amidst chaos

A chaos which is refused to be seen by the human eyes

A chaos I try to overlook but my inner self screams to be freed from

I wake up everyday to an unbearable storm accompanied by an overwhelming blackness

I wake up everyday only to hide the chaos but it desperately reveals itself from the corner of my eyes until the eyes run dry

I wake up everyday to run away from the chaos but apparently it finds its way back to me

I wake up to days where the chaos does the talking. On somedays I lose myself completely and on others I refuse to give up on myself.

In the stillness, the pain and solitude I found peace amidst the chaos.

Love.

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect—you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break—her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.

-Bob Marley

God!

This struck me so hard!

“The darker the night,the brighter the stars,

The deeper the grief , the closer the God.”

-Fyodor Dostoyevsky

No matter how tough the times are or how thick the shadow of darkness is or how lonely you are,always remember that God is with you and he will help you sail through the storm. We may not know the future but we can know the God who does and that should be enough for us to keep going.

Never ever lose hope in God or moreover yourself for God has blessed everyone with a magical elf. His love will surely brighten up your way someday and show you the right path. Always have faith in him for he knows the best.

May God bless us all.

Who are you?

There’s something about nights. The darkness along with the hollowness also brings with it serenity. Something the light of the day rarely offers.
On nights like these you are visited by someone….the person who’s scared of ghosts, who cries watching movies,who loves to sing, who dislikes pop music, who laughs a little loudly, who is ditzy and whimsical, who is scared of rejection, who is scared of losing his loved ones,who is broke, who craves for some love and affection.

On nights like these you meet yourself. The real you whom you have hidden in the deepest and the darkest corners of your soul. But you send the guest back as the office cubicle of your nine to five job awits you the next morning.


‘I worry there is something broken in our generation; there are so many sad eyes on happy faces.’

The sad truth is we are all damaged from inside but ornamented from outside.

THREE-DAY LYRICAL CHALLENGE

I would like to thank lifeofamalgamation for nominating me for the Three-day lyrical challenge.

Two days ago somebody suggested me to hear this song and since then I’m in love with it. The song is the title track of a Pakistani drama ‘baaghi’ which is a biographical based show on a controversial Pakistani figure Qandeel baloch who was killed in the name of honour by her brother. I’m just quoting a few lines from the song.

P.S, you may let me know your favourite song in the comment section.

Baaghi by Shuja Haider

Mera Mann Hai Dard Bhara
Mujh Ko Raah-e-Ishq Dikha
Ho… Main Haari Taqdeer
Bin Raanjha Main Heer
Peera Ve Peera Ve Peera
Main Ho Jaon Na Baaghi
Main Rasmon Ki Zanjeeron Se Bandhi
Aur Sapnon Ki Tabeeron Se Jaagi Hoon
Kyun Apnon Se Begani Main Laagi?
Kar De Na Ishq Fakeer
De De Aisi Na Cheez
Peera Ve Peera Ve Peera
Main Ho Jaon Na Baaghi

My heart is filled with pain
Show me the path of love
My destiny lost
I am Heer without her Ranjha
Oh my beloved
I may become a rebel
I am a rebel to the shackles of customs
And the interpretations of my dreams keep me awake
Why do I seem like a stranger to my loved ones?
I hope love does not leave me with nothing
That it doesn’t give me such a thing
Oh my beloved
I may become a rebel.