Paradoxes of 'MY LIFE'

  By looking at the above figure I just have to say one line.... "You may call it love, but I call it LUST." Below is the poem describing the helplessness of a girl because... आखिर! मैं ऐसा क्या करूँ?? मैं ऐसा क्या पहनलूँ कि मेरा आँचल दाग से बचा रहे? मैं ऐसा कौन सा इत्र लगाऊँ कि मेरी खुशबू तुम तक न पहुँचे ? मैं ऐसी कौन सी राह से निकलूँ कि तुम्हारी नज़र मुझ पर न पड़े ? मैं ऐसी कौन सी चाल अपनालूँ कि तुम्हे वो लुभाना न लगे? मैं कितने दबे पाँव चलूँ कि तुम्हे मेरी आहट न हो? मैं ऐसा कौन सा मुखौटा लगालूँ कि तुम मेरा हँसता हुआ चेहरा न देख सको? मैं ऐसा कौन सा रंग डाललूँ कि मैं तुम्हें दिखाई न दूँ? पर इस बेजान जिस्म का, मैं क्या करूँ ? जो तुम्हें लजीज़ लगता है! ये तो कुदरत की देन है ,आखिर! कितना छिपाऊँ मैं इसे? पर फिर भी तुम ढूंढ लेते हो अपनी हैवानियत दिखाने के लिए । सुना है बड़े -बड़े वायदे करते हो  किसी को आसमान से तारे तोड़ने के, तो किसी को जहन्नुम का....वाह!! शुक्रगुजार हैं हम तुम्हारे....कि अपनी माँ, बहन, बेटी के रिश्तों का लिहाज तो करते हो, वरना बाकि सब तो तुम्हे हवस मिटाने की ची...

" You may have seen me   crying.. .but never for others Yes, I will find a solution to your problem but not give up.. I will do that one act which brings smile to your face but won't become a puppet for you I will think for you but only till then you are in front of me." so....some call me emotionless..What should I say about others when my mother calls me cold-blooded. Is it so?..Am I really???.. I don't know.. If you ask me, I say "it's not that I can't understand others pain but the only thing is that I don't know how to express. I don't know that language or that art of expressing through words." But some take it in a wrong way but I don't care . They say I am stone-hearted... I don't care... Somehow, I am writing this today but if you had asked me I would have stood dumb... It's just not that easy for me to use pleasing words so easily(unless and until it's official). I can express myself through my actions but not throug...

I know....neither I have the age nor enough experience to talk about this topic but I am writing this  down on the basis of what..either I  have seen ,heard, experienced or learnt(till now).  Muniba Mazari(an inspiration to me) has defined three types of people.... First, who do not claim to be yours and simply walk away when you face adversities, difficulties...she really appreciates them for their truthfulness as they just take a cut and do not look back.. Second, she calls them OPPORTUNISTS who claim to be yours in front of the world but they are not....which you come to know later...They just associate with you to have benefits from your limelight but do not stand by you when you really need them..they again and again come back in your life just to have their share from your success. They are TOXIC..just liberate yourself from them.  Third, who do not claim to be yours but with unconditional love are always there with you. They always stand next to you without sp...

Did you listen the song?? if yes...then wonderful and if no...then also it's OK... So here....I am going to tell you some of MY MANTRAS...which help me to do not go off the track and improve me day by day(I think so..) And I am confident it's going to help you too and if not won't even do any harm...These are not my own thoughts but yes...my principles which I have learnt, experienced or read somewhere..I know most of you must know these but today once again self assess yourself... You reveal your character not only by the company you keep, but by the company you avoid. Live by the philosophy-always give more than expected. Keep your commitments.Don't let people down. Never get hurt as you can't be everything to everyone. Learn to maintain confidentiality-Do not disclose anything told in confidence. Don't prejudge people(accept or reject) based on their lifestyles as it can be deceptive. Avoid being a phony... Beware of rumours and gossipmongers but keep your co...

  Maybe...some of you call it weird..              But to me it is intimate..                            I   promise you were, you are and you will be.. the o nly reason of my wide smile..                            the only person about whom I dream day and night.. the only one whose verdict counts most in my life...   the only fellow whose judgement I can never pass by..                                                                                     You are the only person who is not only in my memories but with me each and every hour... In whom I can confide... I am ...

Neither I am   telling something new... nor something which you have never heard of.... It's just one of my personal observation which I felt of discussing with you all. I am talking about 3 years ago ,I saw my cousin returning home at 8:45 pm and he was welcomed home delightfully and without any question . He didn't talk to anyone... just went into his room maybe he was not in a mood due to fight with his friends... But the next day when her sister (16 years old) came late(that too once in a blue moon...)she was surrounded with so many questions.."Why are you late?" ,"Where were you from 6 to 8?", "Don't you know the rules of our home?" Wasn't  that unfair, for one the rules are so strict and for the other nothing? I don't know why... but I have this habit of asking questions and this time also I asked...and can you imagine what was the explanation that I got...                           ...

I often wonder.... Whether I am living my life as an another girl of 17 or has become far mature than the age? A thought very often rivals with my mind "am I doing right by walking on the path told by my parents?" I have a desire to be unique but then....       Sometimes, I get mingled with these types of questions and at the end just accept them as my fortune....no.. no.. fate...Ohhh..I don't even know what to call this. Fortune , because I have someone to care for me, to guide me, to look after me...and fate because I can't have my own life!! But then again....there is a fact which bounds me to believe on those preachings as they help to get me fantastic results.                 When I see others enjoying..in their own way I seriously envy them. I also yearn to live without restrictions but then you have the barriers which I can't break because I don't have the enough courage to go against my family(I do have strength to figh...