Friday, December 13, 2019
From notable personality to unexcelled strength of vocals. From lusty effect of Tajdar-e-Haram to heartwarming track Bhar-de-Jholi meri. From Qawalis to Hamd-o-sana. From amusement to adventitious life. Yes, Amjad Sabri, born on 23 December' 1976 is no more with us....
Moist rain drops. Strong summer's sunset. Grey winter's mist. Sullen rustle of autumn's leaves. Winsome spring's glow. Memories made. Titters and tears. Sunless days . Alluring nights and potent evenings. A vigorous story. An year made. Tears of December'14...
Alluring ways of communication. Colours in their dance. Arresting make up on face. Influence of their reaction. This is everything that makes their lives miserable but we followed it as a matter of jokes and claps. Being transgenic is...
Acutely Handicap.Blank brain. Despondency.Obstructions. Here and there all the trees seem to be malicious. Gloom-ridden heart. Darkness in the Sun's light. These absolutely heartbreaking feelings are of none other but now days' young people. Life, a monopoly, is subjected to...
She is sitting in her balcony.Clicking her transparent plastic blue pen. Warmly dressed wearing her cape shawl which protects her from the cold wind of Decembers' last day! Mother Earth is still covered with same sun shine, clouds are...
I was exercising my culinary skills, with my elder sister as my mentor in kitchen when she shared some bit of day’s news with me which spontaneously brought an irresistible reaction out of me, ‘How could they say this?’ She, my...
When the sky seems to be dull. When moon is no longer a shine of beauty. When Morning doesn't bring a ray of hope. When glimpse on sun gives sharp pain and eyes compact, dreams die and world become...

Positivism

Slow sad susurrous rustle of autumn leaves. Gone sun has forgotten to shine again. Seems like gone souls have taken key of life from mother Earth with themselves. I see singers composing sullen composition in their memory. writers writing...
Black and White. No chitter of hope. No desire. Dreams shattered. Empty hearts. Words lost.Red tired eyes. People Leave.Dark moment. You feel alone in hustle bustle of this world. THERE IS NO SHOULDER BUT STILL YOU SEARCH FOR ONE. BUT...
Sun was shining. Birds were chirping. Leaves were rustling. Bees were buzzing. Wind was blowing. All living beings were paying attentions to Almighty. like wise, students in school were also busy in remembering their Creator. After assembly, different grades...
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