a happy new moment

a funeral, and a moment of courage

Limitations

liMitations are mErely poTentials hiDing behind heSitations  

Celebrating Courage

It is true Dreams are not for the weak You need courage to imagine Persistence to hope Self-respect to keep walking  Dreams are fragile *** Today I have the pleasure to celebrate courage. The courage of my dear friend Kanwal who has shown a whole lot of us how to tackle life when it deals us an … Continue reading Celebrating Courage

Sleep’s Courage

Do you exist In your sleep Or do you blend  Into your dreams Perhaps you meet Those you are afraid to reach And you speak words Held just beneath your tongue What of your thoughts That you would never dare And that is the allure Of sleep's courage *** recognise the unparalleled importance of a good night's … Continue reading Sleep’s Courage

People Power

Not in their numbers, nor in their riches Not even in their positions But only in persistence do people find their power *** our brave heroes at Karbala stood up for justice and against oppression they were few in number, had little material wealth and were not leaders Speak up! Persistently!

the point that turned

and when i reached that point i found no courage to change and that point reappeared again, and once again seemed easier to stay put but then life had its own plans graciously, tenderly it diverted a mild deflection and i was unaware did i evolve just a little but i had done nothing or, had … Continue reading the point that turned

Here and There

I know I will get there I have no idea where there is All I know is I have to start from here

her veil

she asks for her veil if only to mourn freely if only to hide tears if only to display courage if only to bury her sorrow she asks for her veil if only as a shroud... The Battle of Karbala was waged against Hussain, the grandson of Prophet Muhammed, by the despotic ruler and tyrant Yazeed. Hussain and … Continue reading her veil

Strands of Saffron

Strands of Saffron Are those strands of saffron on the sand, or the trickle of blood from that faraway land? Where the crimson setting of the sun, bore witness to the grief of each one Are those stars twinkling up high, look closely… teardrops glisten in the sky The moon hunches over in sorrow, as … Continue reading Strands of Saffron