The skies above are magical, meri manzil hai unse bhi aagay.

Skinned knees

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 18:14:00 +0000

Childhood days :) How carefree and blissful they were! Where the only thing to be worried about was what flavor of ice-cream we should have. The worst it could get was a skinned knee and a few tears that were quickly gone as Mom kissed it all well. and the Faith....Ahhh the faith so strong, on a blown kiss for healing a finger cut, a broken eye-lash for a wish and a four leaf clover for luck.

The beauty of Simplicity.....Let's go back to that Simplicity today. Let's be what we used to be 10 yrs ago. Let's look for four leaf clovers as we walk on the grass, let's make a wish if we find a broken eye-lash stuck into our towels in the morning, Let's kiss all the afflictions Good-Bye. Let's make this life a little simpler.

long lost love

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 18:09:00 +0000

I love writing, always have. I get this feeling of accomplishment when i am done writing an article, essay or even a well written email. :) That same love made me start this blog, but the thing happened that always does! Life got the better of me. Among other more alluring distractions, I got lost somewhere. No, not doing important things as you might suspect. Pretty futile stuff, to tell you the truth. But all that is in the past :) I want to write again and more often than before, hopefully :)
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :)

pointing fingers will not do

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Wed, 04 Mar 2009 02:27:00 +0000

Seasons change all the time. But Pakistan is stuck on one, it seems. Listening to Dj Lena yesterday only made me feel even more horrible. She is right! Have we gone so far down into hatred and jealousy that we can't even see a group of people enjoy a cricket match??? It is just a game! a time to have fun and relax!!!

Why are we always seeking for something else when a more precious gift lies in our hands? Imagine! This world, this earth, that is so real to us....... if we can't even turn this into Paradise, Then how are we ever going to get to the Paradise that's only in our minds??? only a distant wish???

Where is this world going??????

Hazaar Duae hain Dil mein aaj, magar
ek hi sunle, meri Tu bas

Aye Khuda kar de tu kuch zindagi yu
Pyar hi Pyar ho duniya mein, hum sab hansain har su
jo koi chahe, kuch bura...toh karde Tu woh khwaab sa
No ho sake kabhi sach koi burai, rehne de tu usse sirf shaitaan ki ek khwaahish

Ameen.

How can you be happy still?

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Mon, 09 Feb 2009 03:23:00 +0000

I looked at those tiny eyes, wrinkles surrounding each with great care. No need to look below eyes to see his smile, the eyes gave it all away. Lips, after all, is not the only part that can show laughter. such laughter, but impossible I thought. How could he? sitting on a heap of nothingness. For, what could be so delightful about being surrounded by a dozen bugs, pungent smells and cold winds. My curiosity, getting the best of me. Now I walk towards him, clutching my warm jacket against my body to keep warm. I notice his bare legs and arms as I walk towards him. A question ringing in my ears, "how?" I wanted to ask him the answer.

His reply, "but how could I not?" looking at his dear mother nearby, he said. "How could I not?"

Then I realize, looking at his mothers eyes, the same wrinkled eyes. How could he not? Hapiness, after all, is not in luxury. It only lies in our hearts.

Grey Skies

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 16:24:00 +0000

Grey Skies sound so bleak and dreary but I love them...I love humidity and sprinkling rain and Grey skies. That's the kind of weather it is today and I am enjoying every little bit of it. Who knows I might never get to see it again. After May, Karachi will be my abode and with 14 year's of experience of living in Karachi has taught me that sun and Karachi's love affair is a lasting one. It's more than a summer fling. But that marathon of hot sunny days will have to wait, for now....there are grey skies and rain to enjoy

Everyday should be special for that special one

noreply@blogger.com (.:*SoaringAngel*:.) — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:15:00 +0000

Sammy: "what are you doing this Valentines?"
Me: "erm nothing really...."
Sammy:"How come?"
Me: "I think it's the devil's day" (ofcourse me trying my hand on some dry humor. Needless to say that he didn't get it)

Sammy was surprised at my reply.....but i know that look all too well...I have been getting that look every since 9th grade...the slightly puzzled look with eyebrows a bit raised and mouth half open looking straight at me thinking I must be some Muslim extremist and if you are thinking the same then let me assure you I am far from being an extremist. Now give me chocolates all you want (don't want to shush away any chocolate givers **glee**) but why limit it to one day? I think everyday should be Lover's day... "But it's a special day to celebrate your love." my reply would be that everyday should be special. "But sometimes you forget to say I love you as much or get busy in daily tasks that u don't do special things" Everyday should be special. "But.....its a day for Lovers! don't be a hater" 65 days of "iloveyou's and red roses" in your entire life is NOT SPECIAL (if you live to be 85 and hopefully meet your hubby by the age of 20).... "Everyday should be special".

But its hard to be special all the time. That would be redundant and would also become bland in no time. I say It is not hard at all if your love is the apple of your eye, if he/she is the reason you breathe.....redundant? I think not! I would love to get a carefully picked weed greet me in my hubby's hands every single day! Bland? now.....if drinking coffee every single day at 8 hasn't become bland by now, why should love?

Thus, I stand tall and say with my much misunderstood humor "Valentines day is the devil's day" :) plz laugh

Love never fears, it never tires, it never fades, it never dies....
It is eternal...It is ever flourishing...It is ever growing....Let love grow so much that it overflows your entire world. Let love be seen in every thing you do for your special ones. Let there be love dripping from your voice everytime you say "I love you". Let love be seen everytime you hug him/her. Let there be love in every single second of every single day.

*The skies above are magical, meri manzil hai unse bhi aagay.*

*Skinned knees*

*long lost love*

**pointing fingers will not do**

*How can you be happy still?*

*Grey Skies*