Ameen
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Du'a; The Best Dawa
My Lord, cover my eyes with Mercy so that i see not the 'lone' in lonely, but the 'one'.
My-croscope
To live is to love
To love is to give
To live is to give
iss hi liye shukriya ka behtareen jawab meherbani hay
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Make My Heart Home
Love, these seeds You planted
Sprouted Love forgetful souls took for granted
Now a heart wanders your earth disenchanted
On these stretches of land haunted
Love, these seeds your Hands plant
Even the un-worded prayer you grant
Tonight uncontrollably i chant
I want to stop, but i can't
I want to stop, but i can't
All because of what Loving Hands plant
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Munn-dane
Dedicated to Koo, Nabila, Marnel, Ghandi, Iqbal, Abu, and myself.
Henry David Thoreau
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Zubermann
"...no bubblegum, but a little candy never hurt anyone".
haha.
*reference "Munn-dane: Marriage and Bubblegum Relationships".
Friday, March 19, 2010
Favorite Line From The End Half of Umrao Jaan
Never - and i stress on the never - did i think i'd like old Bolly wood movies let alone fall in love with the combination of large, dark rooms with an old bolly wood movie playing. Urdu has a lot to do with it i should add.
Ishq kee rasm ko, is tarah nibhaayaa hum ne
- To be completed -
Ami & Mother Teresa: Proof That Mothers Know Best
I pray that i can say i lived my life this way:
"Doosra jo bhi karay, apna dil saaf rakho"
Ami Zaman a.k.a baybay a.k.a mothery
"People are often unreasonable and self centered: forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives: be kind anyways. If you're successful, you'll win some false friends and some true enemies: succeed anyway. If you're honest and frank, people may cheat you: but be honest anyway. What you spend years building, someone can destroy overnight: build anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous: be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow: do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough: give the world the best you've got anyway. You see, in the final analysis, its between you and God, it was never between you and them anyway . . ."
Mother Teresa
Touche Mr. Dickens
“But you were always a good man of business, Jacob,” faltered scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself.
“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!”
(From one of Charles Dickens' books)
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Munn-Dane: Marriage & BubbleGum Relationships
From the other side of the phone, he's yelling over the background noise advising me to get married. It's not a bad idea at all is my first thought and this comes as quite a shock even to me!
I'm ready to recite the 'Qabool-hai' formula, but for now it's back to waiting - waiting for the next encounter with the woman of my dreams even though right now the woman of my dreams can sadly only be found...... in my dreams. I've recognized her twice, disguised as reality, but they say the third time's the charm. And so the next time, i'm not letting her escape insh'Allah. For now i'll continue waiting and in the meantime, no more bubblegum relationships.
First Conversation With A Cousin In 3 Years: Go Figure:S
Kanwal: helllo? you there?
Omar: heyhey
Kanwal ok..just a short question..
i'm watch 3 idiots
Omar: yea
Kanwal: watching*
Omar: and?
Kanwal: what's mootar? they're translatung iut as pee/piss
is that correct? i thougt it was cum. (sorry for the weirdness of the question). there's no other desi person online
Omar: lol yes
mootar is pee
Kanwal: ohhh i really thought it was cum. ohhh i remember that's mtth right?
mutth
Omar: hahaha. muthh is sperm:)
it comes from muthi (no pun intended) which is your 'grab' i suppose..
Kanwal: as in fist?
Omar: yea, fist
Kanwal: i seee
Omar: coz guys use their 'muthi' to jack off so it's called 'muth'
Kanwal: acha thanks. back to movie now
later
Omar:no worries. take care, much love.
Kanwal: you tooo..ciao ciao
In Awe of You
I see you every day. Every day without exception. Yet i do not recognize you. That is why today was special. Today, i saw your reflection and it bewildered a troubled mind. Every thought, insecurity, concern, fear - all rendered static. Your Beauty silenced me and in silence i recognized you.
O You Who is a dream disguised as reality.
I recognized you today.
You Who's veil is Light
I recognized you today
Won't you please make my eyes Your Home?
Friday, March 12, 2010
Home is Bleeding.
and i don't know what we can do.
Rest In Peace inshAllah the martyrs will, but how do we live in peace?
Monday, March 8, 2010
Euphoria
Finally!!!!
Like a song who's name i could not remember, the words to which i could not recall, and the melody of which i could not sing for others to identify! 3 years its been been stuck in my head - constantly on replay - 3 years!
Today i have rediscovered it:
Calvin Klein: Euphoria
-Let the sweet breeze blow-
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Twinklings From The Stars
"woh tum na thay ik khayaal tha
meri soch ka hi kamaal tha
woh muhobatain woh chahatain
meri uljhano ka hi jaal tha
meray dil may theen jo ronaqain
wo tera hi husn-o-jamal tha
jawaab jis ka mila nahin
woh aisa hi ik sawaal tha
woh aaj mila tau yun laga
yehi hay jis ka intezaar tha
usay yaad kaisae na karay koiee
usay bhoolna bhi mahaal tha!
ab us ki kya may misaal duun
woh tau apni misaal aap tha"
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Song Draft: Khamoshi
kehna jo tha woh keh na saka
khamoshi mein munn ghut-ta raha
karnay ko tau hazaaron baatein theen
laakhon khaamoshian kuon chubti raheen
zameen nay aisa kya keh diya
jo chaand nay moo phair liya?
aisa bhee kya hum nay kar dia
jo tu hum se naaraaz raha?
koiee ghalati huee tau bata
yay kiss khata ki hay saza?
laakhon taaray falak par magar
hum ko tau hay buss aik ki khabar
laakhon taaray falak par magar
hum ko tau hay buss aik ki khabar
-fades-
hum ko tau hay buss aik ki khabar
hum ko tau hay buss aik ki khabar
Leaving Home
Her mother would ask her: Are you homesick? It was always a no.
Always.
Why?
Because She'd found warmth in her.
Because she'd found a sanctuary in her.
Her laughter is home.
Her laughter was home
But like her tears now
she too is homeless.
She too is homeless.
Fool and 3das
I wash my dishes with cold water now.
'Adas turned out to be the fool.
'Adas turned out to be the fool.
The kind of fool that is hard to digest.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Space Ship: The World of Dreams
I can't call her the past because she is ever-present. She is distant, but always within sight. Today a cool breeze breathed some of her perfume and - for a while - the distance evaporated. The addictive fragrance gently stroked a sleeping dream out of hibernation. This particularly beautiful dream had been resting on the other side of the barzakh in the vast ocean of my memory; the barzakh which did not allow the sweet and salt water to mix - that barzakh.
This dream was beautiful because she was his first. Before anything else, he had always wanted to be an astronaut. Pakistan didn't have a space program though and he didn't have a spaceship. His instincts would whisper to him and tell him the stars were a map. A map to what or where he didn't know. But that's why he needed his spaceship and one day, just like that, he found one.
A journey into the heavens.
Does a journey to the heavens have to be a fight against gravity?
A dream unable to escape the pull of reality.
The return. A vessel catches fire as it re-enters the realm it tried to escape.
A crash landing in sweet water.
A tidal wave of sweet water
A reminder:
Reality, too, is but a forgotten dream.
Reality, too, is but the forgotten dream.
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