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I am Still here !


imstill her

Sometimes I get brainstormed so much with the same thought again and again, I caught myself thinking it and realizing it so much intensely that it speeds up my heart beat and make me hard to breath.


This life will end any time, any coming second will be my last one may be while writing this or may be any other day but its following me and I am getting close to it every single second, This is the fact and the biggest reality of our life, DEATH.


This thought overcome to every other thing I have in life or everything that I wanted to do and planning.


I speak to myself,


Why are you doing?


What for ?




many other haunted questions ……. it is like never ending quest between me and my brain.


ME ?? I think, “ME” is my heart.


Yes! It is my heart which pushes me to life every time Brain scares me by showing bitter facts (REALITY) of life.


Heart ; innocent and very naughty at least mine is. If i am smiling and living it’s my heart that drags me. It is my heart that makes me believe that life is beautiful and YOU ARE STILL HERE, You are here and you need to live life until the time comes and then you have to live another life , you will just transfer from HERE to somewhere else.


Somewhere else, where life will be immortal and your final destiny will be like you wanted, If you live here happily, honestly and more humanly then you don’t have to be sad or feared.


This is my heart which is giving me energy to live for what will come anytime, so I will not regret and get pain forever.


Live life , more happily, more sincerely with every single relation you have and duty you are doing, More patiently , Spread love and peace, because YOU ARE STILL HERE, make your life beautiful so that when the death angel came he will not scare you. He will pull you and you will smile , ready to move to another cloud , somewhere else !






Lost Innocence


Last Night I experienced a really different me, or it’s better to say that I find myself in the situation where I see a totally different ME.

I love children, I love to see them playing and asking questions , crying for toys and candies, in short I just love children, but Last night 3 kids (4-5 year old) irritates me madly by their acts.

It left so many questions in my mind.

This is what happens…

I was sitting with my family in a park, when they suddenly appeared and ask for my son bicycle and sits on it without permission and ran away, then try to grab snacks from my hand which I gave them because I want to get rid of them, but they just took the cycle and food, continuously laughing and playing with each other, not bothering that they have someone else cycle and they did not even took permission. Again they came and ask for food, I don’t know why but I suddenly lost my temper, I just forget that they are kids, and said to my husband “ Just get rid of them now and take back the cycle”, My tone of speaking was a surprise for him and he gets annoyed and said “They are just kids,what is wrong with you?” But, I can’t see kids  I just see few ill mannered people in their kid bodies , Bothering everyone in the park. My husband patience and reply makes me feel more terrible that may be I am unnecessarily getting angry.

I left the place and start walking with my kids; I was thinking, thinking and just thinking …

Those kids were very poor and they surely don’t have any facility in their house, but where is their INNOCENCE?  , which at least I can’t see?

May be I am getting rude to those kids?

Or maybe I m not as kind as I think I am,

May be I don’t love any kid apart from my own?

May be I am a mean person?

I have no fear of Allah and I am just getting mad on people he creates? (most terrible thought)

In short, I was sad and confused!

After many thoughts and arguments with myself, I realized what make me annoyed were their acts. The way they talk and behave was not childish for me at all, it is more like gangster.I realized, that those kids were treated by life harshly, my opinion, I don’t know if I am right or not, but they just brought up like that obviously by their parents, and they just lost their innocence somewhere to soon, or maybe they belong to a family where acting like this is a normal behavior.

Child without innocence is just like a grown up person who is treating life in the same way like life treats him. I feel that, without innocence and positive brought up child is not a child any more,their soul and mind are way too big than their bodies and in this particular case they grown up fast and negatively.

Age is just a number, the only thing which makes you dear and near to people is right and positive attitude, one could be still loved as a child if the soul is innocent and pure, whatever is the age. On the other hand, a child can lost all his childhood beauty and charm because of their negative behavior which is definitely because of family and many more aspects which are need to be addressed.
I just wonder, what my readers feel about this. I feel bad for myself, as being so inpatient and confused, I feel sad for those kids , A child don’t deserve such a cruel life but Allah knows better. And Yes I feel great for people like my husband , who remain kind with every single child no matter how terrible they are, whoever they are and whatever they do. Such people are a true blessing of Allah indeed.

May Allah show me and all of you a right and true path for dealing life. Ameen

May Allah bless you all and your loved ones, Ameen



Life circle.




Life Is like a Wheel Ride, as it moves we see things differently, on the top it feels like you can see the energetic crowd , beautiful view’s , Exciting rides and colorful lights, it seems like you could see the whole world from here – A beautiful world, and then there is a point when the wheel goes down fastly and you feel butterflies in your stomach, and we laugh and shout in excitement, just like we feel excited when we are going to experience a new phase of our life, and finally wheel takes you to ground and for a moment you see the faces, crowd turned into people, you can now see the faces, faces with different stories, we see, read, feel and forget as the wheel takes you up again, in a glance it all happens again and again.. Till your times up!

Wheel moves on – different people – but same circle.

Till their time is up !

isn’t it ?



Photo by : Fariha Rizvi

Mars but Only If ..



One way Mission on Mars and I cannot return to Earth?

Alright but what is the mission?

If the mission is really like something very beneficial and necessary for Earth and for its people and other living creatures then I will surely think of taking this trip but if it is like, okay we just want to confirm the color of mars soil is red, then It’s a BIG NO from me, Why should I leave such a wonderful place and spend my whole life somewhere else, Alone.

Though my soul will be shattered and my eyes will be full of tears, because I do not want to miss a very long long list here on earth.

  1. My Husband and My Family
  2. My home , my bedroom , my bed L
  3. My laptop, my Wi-Fi.
  4. My friends,
  5. Human’s I will miss seeing a Human.
  6. Pizza, Shuwarma , Burger, Daal Rice, Chocolate, Fresh Juices, eggs, cheese, etc etc
  7. Shopping and window shopping,
  8. Watching Reality shows on TV,
  9. Trees, flowers, Nature, yes the whole nature, Blue sky.

And the day will come when I will even start missing the power cut downs, high utility bills, protests, Traffic jams etc. etc. hehehe. I will just miss being human, being alive. I will feel like a dead person there, if that planet doesn’t have any life.

It will be very hard for me to leave but if the mission is worthwhile then I will sacrifice my life for the safety and wellness of earth, as I feel saving one life is like saving whole humanity and this is what I believe in and this is what Islam teaches us.

Life is here, and life is beautiful with Family , friends and by Allah’s so much blessing’s that HE Almighty has showered on us, Food, Water, Nature and Love.

I just wish that this EARTH will remain safe and clean for all of us, for our children’s and their children’s and so on.

May Allah bless us all and our loved ones. Ameen

May Allah bless our Earth. Ameen.



This post is written in response of Daily Prompt.


Longing for Gravity

You are on a mission to Mars. Because of the length of of the journey, you will never be able to return to Earth. What about our blue planet will you miss the most?


The Beautiful Blogger Award !


Hello Readers and Friends,

I am very glad and honored to receive this award by Aiman Peer @ http://aimanpeer.wordpress.com/, I am very obliged and feel happy to receive these token of loves, and yes I called these award as “Token of Love”.


Each passing day when my friends and bloggers appreciate my blog and feel the love in my words I feel more light and happy. It seems like I am moving towards my target gradually but smoothly.

The rules of the award state that I have to pick 7 blogs and write a short description about their work. Now, here are my nominations for this award:

1. http://kaligrafinusantaraonline.wordpress.com – He is a Blogger whose aim is to spread the true Islam, peaceful and lovely. I love the way he managed the blog, sections related to Ahadees, Wall papers, saying of Prophet and Quran verses are so informative for those who seeks knowledge. He seems like a loyal person who cares for all.

2. http://glorialana.wordpress.com/ ~ She is a wonderful blogger and human, I have never communicated with her in chats or comments but I read her posts and the way she say HELLO GOD and talk to him , thanks for everything that God blessed us is so down to earth and beautiful , She is beautiful with beautiful soul.

3. http://alittlepositivity.com ~ she brings positivity to life, the first look of her blog is also so colorful, peaceful and full of life. You can find quotes, inspirational stories, photos, and so much more here.

4. http://levithetford.com ~ He has a very strong faith in GOD and He truly writes all what he feels about GOD. I liked his writing, though I never have a chat with him, the best I know about him is his Blog. I also want to add that; It does not matter what religion we all follow , Right is that person who spread peace and love to all, as I believe and I mentioned this many times before, ALL RELIGIONS TAUGHT PEACE AND LOVE FOR HUMANITY AND FOR EVERY LIVING THING.

5. http://flowersandbreezes.wordpress.com/ ~ she writes with her heart, she is a strong lady with a strong mind. I like the blog and the photos she creates by herself.

6. http://dragoneystory.wordpress.com ~ initially I love his about page where he said his daughter is his inspiration. Many illiterate people in Asian society (India, Pakistan, and Bangladesh MAINLY) don’t like to have daughter. They feel it is a burden on them, as they have to feed them and then give dowry as well. Anyway I like his taste of 80’s music, photos.

7. http://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com ~ she is my good friend, and a good writer, She makes me smile whenever she post something. She also have a MUSIC I LOVE page same as I. She hates politics, like to watch TV shows and so much which is in common with me. But this is not the reason to award her  it is a sweet blog with a very positive energy.

Please accept this Award with love.

May Allah bless you all. ameen

Life is the Best Teacher!


Today’s Topic 🙂 —

What’s your learning style? Do you prefer learning in a group and in an interactive setting? Or one-on-one? Do you retain information best through lectures, or visuals, or simply by reading books?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us LEARNING



It reminded me of so many life phases which have been passed, but they are the part of my good and bad memories. Now and forever.

When i was very young (6-8 years) i loved to study with my imaginary class fellows 😀 where actually i was the teacher, teaching my age fellow’s who were just some toys or pillows or sometimes the fellows were the tree leaves :D. I still remember i used to talk with trees and leaves. They also answered me. (When the wind blow them a lil, i consider that my answer).

When i grew up a lil bit more , about 10 -12 years, i was really afraid of studying, My mother ran after me to send me to school or tuition but i always refuse. The reason behind this fear and lack of interest was , the environment of teaching and the teachers themselves. I still remember those horrified teachers and their bad behaviors. Not all of them , but few. But the impact was so bad over me and obviously other children as well.

We sometimes forget that we are dealing with an innocent soul, who do not know what is the harshness of world, they ( elders) have no right to introduce the damn cold world to those young hearts so early.

When i went to school i just love to study with my best friend. We study together, eat together, play together, we dress up alike on events like Eid , we stay with each other all day and till mid night. Our parents were so tired of us :). Luckily we lived in the same street , her home was just 3 homes apart from mine. That was the good time. Time has taken that friend of mine to somewhere i don’t know. We just lost contact.

College- I was a real fun loving person 😀 , i hardly study at that time .. but i remember i used to study alone. I faced so many hard times when i was in college, so really do not study. Just passes the exam hardly.

In University- That was the most enjoyable part of my life really. I enjoyed every bit of that phase. I liked to study in groups and my fellows take help from me as well. We study in groups after our classes are over and discuss the topic in fun way, visualize it differently and in more easy way. It keeps the lesson in our mind. And this is the most effective way of studying that is why i was a position holder in my department of Microbiology.

Professional life- Here i start learning peoples behavior, their attitude , their intentions, I learned alot from my professional life.

but above all..

Life , Life teaches us everything. I study biology, microbiology in school , college and university, but Life taught me what am i really ? why do i exist ? what are my responsibilities ? What is my purpose to live and then to die ?

Life teaches me where, when and how to utilize my skills ? Who deserves my love and respect , and who don’t even deserve my hater?

All i can say and believe is Life is a best teacher which is sometimes rude and sometimes kind.

And Life teaches one- on- one ONLY.


Women in East : One Perspective !




We Women!!

We born, we live a life under the warm shelter of our parents, they raise us, feed us, educate us, prepare us for the one big thing which we are unaware of but they start thinking of it as soon as they know they are going to have a baby girl, as soon as they first hold us, when we take our first step, when we say our first word and when we step into adulthood, their worries grow as we grow.

Each one of us experiences the stories of our mother, How she grew up, how she help her mother in household chores and cooking in very early age, how she sew cloths and never misbehaved or disobeyed. All of these stories are the daily doses whenever we neglect or miss any duty assigned to us. Our Mothers tell us stories of their leaving the home, living without parents and siblings, living for their respect, living for husband happiness, living for in laws happiness, how they sacrificed, how they ease every one’s pain, how they supported their husband and family. They portray an ART MOVIE in our minds and we women think feels and grow up.

We grow up with dreams, with love, with stories, some of them makes us feel love all around the atmosphere, it’s like hearing sweet bells ringing with a magical fragrance around us, making us fly high up in the sky with all of the love and happiness and sometime the stories open that chapter of the book which is not understandable like a riddle, like a puzzle, un-solved, a mystery.

We grow up, we complete the training and now it’s time to take exam, Self taken test (Love) or Surprise test (Arranged), whatever the kind of exam it is, we women have the final tip/guidance/suggestion/ and prays by our parents, to stay happy and make your home like we did, be patient and ignore little things which might hurt or confuse you, you are going to a new place, adopt them, everyone will love you and will help you, our blessing are with you, do not let us down, make us proud…and they say good bye with tears, with worries of our future, they send us to a brand new home with all the training and guidance which they have been doing since our birth.

And on next step, we are in a whole new world, we look around like a rat coming out from his house, or rabbit who is trying to be safe from all the danger, we step in the new life, with new EVERYTHING, even the NEW US !

For some of us, the training with stories works really well, for some average or less than average and for some they don’t work at all. Whatever the case one thing is common, WE ARE ALL STUCK UP! In fantasy, happiness, discovering, building up new relations, making them happy and proving ourselves a RIGHT CHOICE for all of them. Very right choice, indeed.

We women find this chapter of our life differently, we feel differently, we manage it differently, we react differently but all of us die to share this with our parents, especially with the chief instructor OUR MOTHER.

Mothers also react differently, some says keep following my training and tips even if they don’t work in your exam, some says NO, stop and change the rule accordingly, and some says I don’t know what to do? Because she, herself has been a confused wife till now. Some says to handle the situation by you.

In all the cases, we women stuck up badly, some are making it worst, some turning them to normal, some are deeply attached with a new life with all the happiness. In this entire scenario we slowly indulged in our new home with husband, kids and in laws, even with the family friends and far relatives.

Everything comes to a track except for the few who fails and turns back to parents home. They face a new exam which re-born a new Women. 

Women who pass the exam happily fit into their new home. They get busy, really busy as per their mother instructions, everyone is happy, everyone is satisfied, and we don’t even get time to see ourselves as the same women who once had her own identity which she gave up to be a good wife, daughter and for all the other relations which suddenly popped-up into her life just like a surprise token comes out of detergent box in marketing campaign.

We were sweet daughters of sweet parents, but we are happy that we make our parents proud, we kept their respect! UNTIL a day we hear these words come questions: You do not care about us any more, you do not come to stay with us, you are just for your in laws now, it seems like you do not remember us but your husband, why did you adopt this habit? Why don’t you come in family parties? Why have you changed your hairstyle? Why only you cook every day?

A shocking call from the life we were living before, from those people who pushed us in the new life, with a lesson to live, live and live for marriage and all related to this. A whole new bunch of questions and answers…..

We stand, we listen, we try to fix things for every single relation and the life moves on like this.

The life moves on and we women fight our battle with perseverance!!

Will we Sink or Swim ???