Ideological Revolutions

Beneath the lines of tragedy always lie a restless belief , which pictures itself more in terms of practicality than a theory. We all have a perception about life through which we see our existence. How often we are led/misled to envisage that its going to be true for everyone else too. Humans have an interesting perception , they find everything to be revolving around them. Draw the parallel against God , who also believes the same. Hence we share some intrinsic traits with him which we mite not realize to be present in us. The purpose of these thoughts is to know when beliefs dont become a reality , how often they can cause a havoc in those who carry them. Encouraging them to be even more relentless in their pursuit of implementing such ideologies , denying the facts of their applicability in terms of times , geographical positioning and surroundings which will be thoroughly impacted during such process.

Such beliefs are not necessarily confined to the boundaries of religion but can also be sharing the areas of politics , societal shifts and economics of a particular area. In all such movements , my strict disagreement has always been the mere fact that any and every impact on human race is just rejected out rightly in the name of the 'cause'. We forget how our actions ,no matter how smaller in nature , can have a massive trickle down effect. Lets take this example , a person working is scolded by his boss for something he is responsible. That person will go back to his/her room and will scold his juniors. Those juniors and this person when they will go back , they will - with a high probability- take it out on their loved ones. So lets say , they take it out on their life-partners. Who , obviously dont understand the reason however they will believe that they put in equally effort to make sure that daily life is spent at a reasonable quality level. Where will they vent? Obviously children or anyother closer relatives or probably neighbors. Lets say that if childrens are scolded , they wont also have the idea of where it all is coming from - hence they will need to let it all get out of their system either by fighting amongst themselves or with their friends. I can keep on exploring this cycle but that is not important thing. What is to be understood here is the rational which concludes that one action can open up N reactions at N different levels. This can reach up to any level. If in this example , where nothing is at stake , implications can be of this greater significance consider this. If a country's head does something to do injustice to one person - keep imagining like i did. Tragedy is only inevitable. It will be just a matter of time when the bubble will burst.

I will end it now. Bottom line is , no matter what makes you do some action - remember that even the smallest of action can have the gravest of impacts. Not only on the lives of who are directly related to that event - but also to those who are absolutely not related.

Let your gods be in your control - for if they get out of control, only destruction can have the final say till they are back in your control. Probably , at the cost of millions of moments butchered by the arrogrance of sipping the wines of ideological revolutions. Wait for evolution.

Pick the only cut!

my dear lonely friend!
through the shades of time
i have healed
rejuvinated in my soul
i have concealed
all the sorrows of past
who ran through my veins
to form the nexus
of my creepy existence
but now that time
has healed every wound
its time for me to test
you and your claim
of being my faithful companion
feel my freshly veiled skin
and try to find
what you left me with...
in that sand filled hut
pick the only cut!

Dream

I dream my friends,
I dream...
of never ending happy moments...
of gardens sleeping among spring year long...
.of losing vikings with heartless victories...
of falling kingdoms with unjust kings...
of victorious hardworking souls...
of sleepless soldiers of humanity...
of floating rivers of equality and properity...
of closing chambers of fearsome hatred...
of preachers reconstructing religious bridges...
of peasants sleeping with peaceful minds..
of kids playing with fire without any fear...
of gods finally deciding 'enough is enough'...
of humans finally realizing 'enoug is enough'...
I dream my friends...
I dream, what you dream not!

Call Me.

Call me someday
i wait for you..
in this lonely moment
cast your gaze on me
look at the barren land
that my heart has become
cover me with the grass
...of love , joy and freedom
from all these ideas of faith
call me someday
i will wait for you...

Spring

spring enters whispering
in the garden of eden
talk to the souls of un sung heroes,
un crowned kings
strolling around alone
they wait to be recognized
flying birds of heaven
parrots , pigeons and ravens
go talk to them,
for them bring some light
...while i stay quiet

Suicidal Note

Ik maut kee chithee day kay
iss jahan ko chornay ka soch kay
niklay ho tum jis raah pay
umeed hay laut ao gay wahan say
jub wahan say tum wapis ao gay
ik bazm-e-sawal ko muntazir pao gay
kyoun niklay thay uss rah pay?
kay jis pay sub hee hian chalay?
kya naya hay uss jahan main?
jub wekt aya to dekh lo gay
iss zakhm ko bhee kuraid lo gay
abhi to bus iss mahfil ko dekho
jis ka her rung hee nirala hay
jidher mayra or tumhara ik rishta hay
jis ko her haal main bachana hay
mauth kee aghosh say bahar jo ao gay
umeed-e-bahaar sath apnay lao gay
apni laghzish say jo bhee samajho gay
bur huk hay ,
maut ko zindagee say behtar na pao gay!!

A Letter to My Last Hope

My Lost Hope ,

You must be doing great without me.I finally have accepted this bitter reality that i will have to live without your presence.You were just a great hope on which i spent so many years.But you had to leave.I curse the moment when you finally left the door and closed it for ever.I came to wave you good bye , only to see a void.An ever expanding void.

Oh my love , i wish for the caresses of yuor pristine body.I mourn this unreasonable reason of my existence without your smiles. You are lost in this big swarm of hopes.I dont know if i will ever see you again.

You left and gave me something else.SOmething on whcih i now live my life.I am so much dependant on your clan.One after the other , and they all come just to leave me.

Whenever they leave , salty drops just water my barren carn only to become a part of dust once again.Its been ages since you left me.Its been ages since i left you.

Comeback someday to perform the formal rituals.perform thy last rites.I want to rest in peace.My restlessness wants to rest in peace.

I dont know you remember me anymore or not.But my dearest hope , i will remember each and every shade i had of you/have of you/will have of you.

I am going to sleep , till you will knock my doors again.If i dont get up , remember i am not immortal unlike you.

You are my vanity.If you dont see me alive , visit my grave someday.Lit a candle.Kiss my dust and whisper "I just came to see you.".

My dear hope i shall leave now.For night is too dark and i have to walk on.

Only Yours.
Hopeless.

Blackout

*Ray of light enters my darkened mind*

I am tripping.Let me.

I will let you.

Who are you?

Consciousness of a mutated life.

Temporary agony.Transience of pain.Flipping me.I am in love with this.Go away.

Die here.Die there.Die anywhere.I am going.Bye.

*Blackout*

Twinkle Twinkle

twinkle twinkle little scar
how i wonder whose you are
up above the world so high
where i see no tear and no cry
down here on me ,
you shine and always smile!

Unjaan Ashnaa

hay mayri aab-e-hayaat main
chupi huee maut kee aik shakal
kay chala hoon jis raah pe bhee
mili mujh say he tayri nazar
ik umeed-e-wafa hay hum ko
ik umeed-e-jaza hay tujh ko
per jo main kuch bol paon to
na hay mujh ko jaza-e-huk kee perwa
na hay mujh ko umeed-e-ishq kee tamanna
gur hay mujh ko bhaijnay main maslehat
phir ko mayra imtihaan ho kyun?
aur gur hay maksood tum ko yehi
phir ishk kee tum bhee kero zara himmat...
na tum ker sako jo koi chaaraa..
to kaysay guzray ga wekt ka yay rayla
jo main toot kay baar baar bikhraa...
jo main nay tuj ko baar baar pukara..t
u bhee dum-e-merg nikla,
ik na-paidaar sahara
ik unjaaan ashnaa...

Miss You , Miss Me

so you came back
walkin on a track
which made me think
love and its total lack

so you made me smile
after a long painful while
i realized the final sign
in you , there is no guile

so you want to fight
a life which is so trite
but then if you dont
they will cut your kite

so you like to be me
ah, in you i find me
come , before the sun sets
Miss you , Miss me

Ummat.

iss baadbaan-e-bay'saba ko
phir aur hawa day
chul niklee hay jis rah pe
iss nao ko nizara-e-manzil day
wakt kay iss khamosh samnder kee
in maujon ko iztirab day
iss ummat-e-bay'yakeen ko
phir tarz-e-sabaat day
gur jantay hain sub yahan pe
per shaoor-e-kainaat'e'do jahan day

Umeed.

apnay jigger ko lahoo dekha
jin logon ko samjha tha
khuda kee khudai ka passdaar
aaj unhi kay angan ko
bay-khuda daykha

kehtay hain khuda say
umeed-e- do jahan rekho
aaj uss ko muskaratay daykha
jiss kay dil main khuda ka
naam-o-nishaan tuk na dekha!

Zinadgi.

Ik zulm hay mayri faka-masti pe
kay girta hoon main ler'khara kay
her uss mehfil-e-insaan main
kay jiss main baytha her shakhs
jeeta hay apni he zindagi kay liyay
kub tuk jeetay hain yay sub
apni he dunya kee iss weerani main
kaiasy jeetay hain yay sub
apni dunya kee iss bayzubani main
keh!
koi in ko dikhlaye...
her lamhay main maujood ik zindagi

National Reconciliation and Self-Destruct Mode

All the sweetest words in the world only remain sweet because they are never true in reality. Reality has always a flip side , but since there is no practicality to those ideas - hence no bitter side is visible either.

And to keep up our trend of using such statements , finally there is a talk of National Reconciliation. But , what are we talking about here? The asnwer is - its another self-destruct mode which we are unleashing on ourselves. The questions should be asked by the people who are 'reconciling' in the name of 'national solidarity'. Some questions are obvious like , why Benazir should be allowed and not Nawaz Sharif? Why the amnesty should be given at all to anyone? Why the people should be allowed to dictate teh fate of this nation while they havent been in the country either?

There is a greater issue which is lying underneath all this. Our lack of interest in the long-term ideas.We are not a nation with patience to execute long-term ideas. We are a nation of 'short-cuts'. We want everything to be done , there and then. However, we have failed to realize the importance of having certain visions and long-term ideas. Nations are not built in decades , it takes centuries and history is a witness to it. However , unfortunately by exercising all these short-term decisions we are jeapordizing any hope which can push this nation forward.

E.g. If we are going to end all the cases in the courts , well lets not have them at all. Eventually its only the poor who will get hanged, no? But if these cases are taken up and punishment is given to these people , atleast poor will hope for some justice. Justice is the only underlying principle which distinguishes a society from being a successful one from a failed one. But justice is never achieved over night. It takes a long , bitter struggle to help justice prevail. Like it is true for black people rights in US , women rights in EU etc. Even in earlier times of Islam , justice was only established once rules were set in place. It was a long struggle , but once justice, and its long-term benefits were put into perspective, there is no doubt in my mind that it was worth it.

Another example , when we talk about power sharing between Mr. Musharraf and Benazir , what really is that? For that matter , let it be between any party and Musharraf. What really is the deal here? If Musharaf is that much lacking political strength then he should take a hint and leave. Why? Because he will have to leave after 5 years anyways. Inevitable has to happen. Why not make it happen according to your own terms than letting time punish you for this? Again - a short sightedness. What is the long term achievement from this? Nothing. It is only going to slow down the progress towards prosperity both political and economic.

If we look at a common day routine , again the similar fact is visible. People want to achieve everything overnight hence leading to corruption , materialism. They want to cross roads by not using the bridges but by cutting the barriers. They want to find short-cuts to success in their career ladders. List goes on and on.

In my opinion there is no such thing as national reconciliation or power sharing going on in this country. We are going through another path , which we think will lead to progress but i firmly beileve we are only taking steps back. We are only walking through that road which will take us back to the point where we are today or , even , were yesterday.

But lets not get hopeless. Lets not fight the mockery with a farce emotional upsurge. Lets not try to cut-short the process of evolution and take up the path of revolution.Lets start from our every day life , thinking beyond what is obvious. There is a huge challenge but which nation has acheived 'nation-hood' without over coming such challenges? Lets believe in our selves and keep fighting the tides of un-just actions be they are done by rich or by poor. Only by pointing wrong as a wrong , we can evolve. Rememeber , unless we accept our mistakes and think about everyone , just as we think about ourselves, we will not go anywhere.

Tragedy might have struck this nation before , it might strike again. There must come a time , when we will strike everything that is wrong today. Until then , lets keep working towards throwing these sweet words of 'Power Sharing' , 'National Reconciliation' in a dump yard. Lets hold onto our self-destruct mode. Because when nation needs leaders , it needs some time before it produces them. If not many in numbers , then atleast one.

To God.

Dekha tayra her rung
per kyun laga bay-rung?
apnay liyay...
ik tu nay jo banaya tha
phir kaisay ker diya
mujh ko giraftar-e-zindaan?
jub tujhey chahyay tha
sirf apna he naam-o-nishaan
phir kyun ker main mitaoon
apna ujra hua makaan?
jub nahi hay himmat-e-judai
phir kyun bhaija thamujh ko iss jahan?

Guilt.

I passed away that night. They came knocking at my door , but alas! - some times we are a bit too late.

It was summer. That day i came home very late. Going through my books i realized how humanity has progressed , yet , at times, it is so far away from finding a comprehensive arguments even on the most fundamtenal aspects of life.

As i looked at my dog , i realized how the 'animal' word is most strikingly different to word 'human'. Ahh! we humans can call eachother animals, but do we call animals , human? I wonder what humans are up for under such circumstances. They surely like to bring their fellow humans down , to an animal level , but they dont like to lift animals to human level. Wonder why?

Feel for power. Humans like to feel that they are powerful , hence they dont like to share their 'epoch'.I took my dog for a walk. I didnt him particulary interested in the walk that day , why? Only it can answer. Such pity , it has lived its entire life but i cant understand what it says but when i call its name , - its as if we are communicating in the same language. For it the only thing that mattered was , Master. I wondered how many humans are looked down as , because they cant speak in a particular language. They cant talk in a proper accent. But shall we remember thats its beyond such iconoclastic aspects of our materialistic life? Do we? Shall we? We should.

We came back , and sat together in my room. It has always been lonely here. For years after years. But that day it was something more about everything in the room. There was life in all those things which were scattered all over my place. I didnt feel lonely there. As i ran my fingers through my dog's hair , i heard a gun shot. My dog ran out and i followed.

Outside i saw two young men aiming a gun at another one , yelling at him and saying - 'Run if you can'. They were consistently shooting at him. One shot , Second shot... The guy twists and turns.. Third shot...All in the legs! They wouldnt kill him. They wouldnt let him live. And me , i was only shocked. Shocked to the utter death. In such a state even my brain will stop working , when i could only just think how the young guy is taking each bullet at a time. Then the ran away.

Finally , my brain made me think and i called an ambulance. I couldnt look into his eyes - a guilt is always the biggest disaster that can happen to a human. Its even worse than a cancer. It kills you slowly and it leaves you with no way out of it too. I couldnt digest such human indifference to other humans. I couldnt think , but my dark would bark. Bark as loudly as the sound of a thunder bolt. But , i couldnt make any move. And then this only stuck in my head like a guilt. A guilt that kept on sliting me slowly.

But this left opened so many questions for my old , every dying brain. What is that higher cost which can make any human kill fellow humans? Religions , sects , creeds, nationalisms , etc. are they all containing values higher enough than a value of human life? How come humans stoop to such low levels in just few moments? What is that higher cause which makes humans worse than any other creature on earth? Why we stop thinking and run through the emotions when our claim is that we are the only 'thinking' specie of the planet?

They say life goes on - everything settles down eventually. But that day i got killed. Those moments came knocking at my door to stop someone from such a fate, but alas! - sometimes we really are a bit too late.

Tacit Hindrance.

so they say, God helps those - who help themselves. Does this mean god doesnt help those who 'cant' help themselves? Can't is a key word here. It implies that there are many who cannot lift themselves out of sheer enormity of the burden which they carry on their shoulders. Will god be indifferent to those people? Or shall i say , is god indifferent at first place?

So if god created this world , does he take any part in the scheme of things as they unfold or he is letting it all unfold on its own? No one really knows how it is. What is think is of little importance but - i will still think. So if i say god does take part in the usual affairs , it will only imply that he doesnt let humans take control of this world? Afterall he made them , i am sure he wouldve had greater knowledge of how they are by nature and hence can fix the system in such a way that it never falls apart.And if he is consistently interfering , then to me , it looks that he didnt know what he was trying to make. Result is that he has to keep re-constructing the system. My underline assumption is that he is omnipotent and he has all the knowledge , hence the question of his inability to read a situation before it occurs doesnt hold valid. Conclusion? To me , he isnt interupting the system ,atleast not as frequently as it is stated. However , i will imagine there is absolute nothing injected by him.

Second argument is that he doesnt control the world at all. If that is said to be true then it will be a havoc. He mite not be controling it as the term itself is , but he mite have set the system up the way that it is already indirectly controlled. Suppose there is no control by him , each human is allowed to do whatever it wants to do. We can well imagine it will be a chaos with no direction and stability. Everyone will react to the samething the way they want to. Now , one can argue that by classifying humans in different creeds , religions etc the control is already there. But it surely is evident that there is no complete freedom

My argument is , its a bit of freedom and a bit of control. To me its a smart move and a brilliant system. I have already stated what couldve happened incase of a complete control or a complete freedom, but lets say if i am allowed to be somewhat free and somewhat in control - i will never be able to go against the system and damage it. Control is set by the system which enables itself whenever someone or some specie tries to go against it. But the freedom to go against it still lies with the creature. So , we all make a choice but how that choice unfolds and collides with the system , called control , determines what will be the end result. Hence to me , there is neither a complete freedom nor a complete control.

Lastly , its not a simple matter of making a choice and going through with it. Its a responsibility, which a choice carries with itself , that matters. Traps are already set , but choices to avoid them or not are ours.

May God help those , who help themselves - and also who cant help themselves , for they deserve more of it either due to their ignorance or incapcitation due to all the unknown factors of life.

No Sunshine - No Moonlight.

no sunshine , no moonlight
let the crying kids fight
over the red ribbons of
a high flying lonely kite
i am not here to teach
the lessons which you
will always have to forget
keep the lid on us , tight!
running stream of water
flows through the mountains
of my pain stricken eyes
making them stay bright!
lie down beneath the open sky
where there is only green grass
where there are singing birds, but
no sunshine , no moonlight

My Fears.

My fear isnt that a human is hurt by some event and then it hits back while feeling his pain , my fear is that a human is not feeling the hurt but hits back in numbness. How cruel will this be?

My fear isnt that i will die and go to hell or heaven , my fear is that i will die without knowing what was which i knew all about? How difficult will this be?

My fear isnt that my sins will be greater than my virtues , my fear is that my virtues will be due to some compulsion and without my own free will. How hypocritic will this be?

My fear isnt that i get up one day to know that everything i thought ever was wrong , my fear is that i get up one day convinced that i am absolutely right. How ignorant will this be?

My fear isnt that i will die one day without getting love in this world , my fear will be that the day i die, i realize there was never a thing like love. How heart breaking will this be?

My fear isnt that my loved ones will leave me one day forever , my fear is that their love for me will leave their hearts one day forever. How hateful will this be?

My fear isnt that i have fears , my fear is that i dont succumb to them. How fearful will this be?

Pathological Gensis - A Diary

I am going to maintain this diary. It will be a journey - through void! keep coming back to read it , if you have nothing better to do.

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We all claim life, at times, is just so unfair to us, my question will be - so how many times we are unfair to life? perhaps equation might just be equal or if anything it will be us who will be more unfair to it.

On a political note ,most muslims believe that everything that is going on wrong in this world is due to America. Well, why are muslims letting that country be such an influence in our political and social life. After all , we have the brains - no?

Salman Rushdie should be killed because he spread mischief. Alright! but why cant we produce a solid reply in the form of a book? Are we that mundane in our thought process? Knowledge can only be countered through knowledge. Do we know this?

People are afraid of love. Why? because it requires sacrifice , courage and strong dedication. Humans mostly want to claim that they have all these , but when it comes to practicality they are often misled by 'realities'. I say often - in the matters of heart , dont use your brain much. Afterall , beliefs lie not in some logical chains but in some metaphysical realms.

Its a bit too late in the night. Time to start trying to sleep.

03:09 Sunday Aug 19/2007

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We all dream. But when our particular experience tells us that some dream is a difficult one , or for that matter impossible to be a reality, we hold onto the idea so strongly that we never let anyother experimentation take place. Experience should make us learn lessons but those lessons should always be understood keeping factual representation in perspective. The more you elevate yourself from those facts forming an experience , the greater objectiveness will be achieved. Remember! one experience shouldnt bring you down so much to earth that you never get up again. Stay upright and restart your fight for your dream - irrespective of your experiences. Its the dreams that matter not the ways to achieve them.

03:29 Monday Aug 20/2007

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My friends this world is like a jungle. We have predators and their preys. But you must never forget the difference. Predator has two essential traits. Patience and Perseverance. If it cant get one prey in the first attempt , it needs perseverance to keep its hunt on. But before that comes patience. A plan which requires a careful approach. Looking for the right opportunity and when the moment is there... then there is nothing holding it back. But remember , no one in a jungle wants to be hunted - hence they run for their lives.In this world if you want to live then become a predator. Hunt down your dreams before someone brings an end to you and your dreams. For there is one thing that differentiates humans with animals. Humans hunt limitlessly , because this is from which they drive their lust for power. Animals , on the other hand only hunt for what is their requirement. In a way, humans have their 'wants' dictating their instincts - and for animals, its just their 'needs'.

Become a predator - or get ready to be either hunted or keep running for your life. For how long? Its not in your control!

Too much travelling , tiredness. Good night.

01:34Tuesday Aug 21/2007
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When you are in love , its love which is giving you a favor. How? by igniting a flame of controlled madness. A flame which can burn down all the norms of any social fabric.

But when you are out of it , how can you return the favor? By remembering the moments when the flame made you things against whom you felt powerless otherwise. In other words, respecting the feelings when they are not there anymore. Like humans when they are gone!

00:17
Saturday Aug 25/2007
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To me , greatness isnt that when you are in love you reciprocate atleast in equal terms. Greatness is when your loved ones want to walk away from you for any selfish reason , you still leave a door open for them to come back.

15:30
Saturday Aug 25/2007
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To me, tragedy is not that one is a hypocrite even though they realize it. To me tragedy is that one wants to be honest , people dont accept him. But when one wants to live a hypcritic life , conscious doesnt accept it. Its that life between these two boundaries which is a tragic one.

00:48
Sunday Aug 26/2007
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Mostly, people think that they like someone. Infact, they like their idea which thye find in someone. Once that idea is gone , so is the liking ideology of that person. Lets not call such a feeling , Love.

21:00
Sunday Aug 26/2007

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Morality is as much a disease as it is a cure. When it is used as a tool to restrict a human creative process it is a disease. But when it is used to put a lid on some volcanic erruptions which might cause disaster to human race, it surely is a cure.

11:31
Tuesday Aug 28/2007

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If my ideas are weak , then dont forget my friend , you are the weakest link in the chain of my life.

18:48
Thursday Aug 30/2007

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my dear reader , donot share your only truth. World can make you pay for it. And it will!

00:12
Sunday Sep 02/2007

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Hope is the only reason why poor dont commit suicide.

00:44
Tuesday Sep 04/2007

Chalo.

Chalo..
kay aaj hamari her saans
uss doobtee huee now
kay sath chalay..
keh jis ka her rukh
her mor
hamari umeed kee kiran thee
kay jis kee kuwat say
her moj-e-bekraan laraztee thee
chalo...
kay aaj jub iss safar ka ikhtamaam hay
hum ik naye safar ko dawam dain
hum bhee iss kay sath doob jain
keh, zindagi kay asal ramooz ko
hum ik baar bikhar kay paa jain...

A Dialogue With God.

me: So what is this darkness which surrounds me?

God: What do you think it is?

me: Its you who is supposed to know, no? My question is who are you?

God: Whatever you think i am!

Me: Are you that comprehensibly incomprehensible one?

God: Well , you decide.

Me: I decide? So I am allowed to exercise my ideas? I am sure its not as simple as you say.

God: It can be. You can try.

Me: I can try or I can decide? Which way is it going to be? I see abstraction and then I see some concreteness. But the moment I try to see one thing , the other appears.

God: (smiles) look at both.

Me: Tell you something , I am no god like you. I am getting lunatic with this!

God: Every human tries to be one at one time or the other. You see its not easy to be god either.

Me: Oh… you are alone. I am alone. You are up there alone , I am down here alone. (Sigh)

God: But the difference remains – I am a god and you are trying to be one. Think again!

Me: (shouts) I cant stand these segmented versions of reality. Why should I face this mockery in the name of human evolution and progress every day? Why should I keep fighting within myself not to be another hypocrite in this system? Why should I lie down in my bed thinking how much miserably I have lost grounds as a human even? Why should I keep reminding myself that I am letting my humanity slip away everyday? Why should I tell myself not to become an animal by dying in my vanity? I ask too many questions. Can you give the answers? Perhaps even one?

God: (Looks around) if I give you the answer , I wont be just with those who are looking for them as well. Keep thinking , keep fighting. Good luck!

Me: Luck? Is it luck or is it my effort to find answers? Ahhh…Again – another set of questions!! Its not getting anywhere.

God: (smiles again and shakes his head) Impatience has become a human symbol. Get rid of it and may be you will see something.

Me: (shakes his head and starts walking away with tears flowing in his eyes) I am disappointed again!

God: (whispers) if you don’t trust me , don’t! trust yourself atleast.

Me: (walks away till he is distant and the only thing visible is his shadow)

My Dearest Friend - My Greatest Enemy

My dear friend , my greatest enemy
as we stand here ,eye to eye
lets talk about our hearts
how they beat with our thoughts
trying to find a match of
early morning shining rays
as our eyes talk to eachother
in this moment of silence
smile, speak the words of muteness
our lives have changed so much
we have moved away so far
but as our boats collide once again
let me tell you my heart has still
all the love and admiration
i have always cherished you in my heart
as my dearest friend , my greatest enemy

Iqbal's Thoughts

For centuries Eastern heart and intellect have been absorbed in the question - Does God Exist? I propose to raise a new question - new , that is to say , for the East - Does man exist?

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Nations are born in the hearts of poets; they prosper and die in the hands of politicians.

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Given character and healthy imagination , it is possible to reconstruct this world of sin and misery into a veritable paradise

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It is idle to seek logical truth in poetry. The ideal of magination is beauty , not truth. Do not then try to show a poet's greatheness by quoting passages from his works which, in your opinion, embody scientific truth

Drunken Beggar

Whirling around in the feelings
of unexplored territories
i have slipped deeper and faster
in the abyss of hopelessness
while i try to hand myself
a final chance to have a laugh
i come across your smiling face
but shrugging my illusions
i plunge further down here
allowing the realities to collide
i wait for the ultimate touch
a caress which will make me
as you are , and i am not

Beyond The Lines

In this madness of love
we are falling slowly
but come there a moment
when hearts demand us
to walk on uknown paths
dont let yourself fret
for there lies in untold tales
deep mysteries enwrapped
lets walk in that direction
where i see only dark clouds
of unforgiving black moments
come!
hold my only hand
i need you to embarce me
beyond the lines...
...of love and hate

Life.

come , drink with me
this red wine of life
colored with tradies
taste it while you relax
and let it grow on you
but when it controls you
there will be moments of
unimagned oblivion and laughter
between these very lines
lies our own destructive self
drink this blood for life
till you control it,
till you have grown on it!