Do you really communicate?

“Communication- the human connection.”

Do you communicate, really? Answer it very carefully.

Yes…or maybe not. Actually, we all are lying and it’s bad.

Communicate.

Which means to hear what is not being said. To talk in every situation, uncomfortable or uneasy.

To share your stories, emotions and time. To listen. A connection.

But we don’t and we pretend like we are communicating.We make it fake.

To read each other’s face, to inspect the actions, same as we do with animals and birds, isn’t it?

The best thing, to heal, to make you refreshed and out of distress.

But no. We make it fake. We made the word “communicate” meaningless.

No more communications left, no more shadows left, no evenings, no terraces. I just hate it.

Stop it please, if you can. Just communicate, talk, either with your friends, family or lovers. Don’t be feelingless, share your emotions, emanate it.

Not on phone but in reality.  You will definitely love that more. That time.THE PRECIOUS THING, will never be considered as waste.

 

 

 

 

 

You are beautiful 

This is to all girls.

Girls who have braces on their teeth.

Girls who are fatter in their teens.

Girls who are dark in color.

Girls who had never asked for a date.

Girls who are always late.

Girls who eat pizzas and burgers without worrying.

Girls who don’t have attractive figures.

Girls who the boys think not suited for them.

Girls who don’t have pretty faces, but a sweetheart.

Girls who don’t know what to wear, actually this is their way.

Believe me. You are beautiful.

The girls like you and me.

Life is a pleasure

LIFE IS A PLEASURE

Just look outside to that mysterious world,

some fight for the trees, some fight for rats.

But, you lucky!! getting fat.

When someone desires for the milk and the roasted fish,

you got that before you make the wish.

Every breath you take if without a mask, you are lucky.

People learn to earn at the age of five,

some reach countries, with some nice shoe and shine.

Ups and downs are just twists of life, become a strength for some wrecked or lost,

who is just tired of life.

                                   Be brave to compete, be aware of your actions.

Your actions can turn into someone’s power, you just don’t have the idea.

 

Streets presenting the hidden talents

I was sitting in my room, busy in fighting with my siblings and cousins. On that day of independence, the day of freedom, there was a war going on in my home. Well! We all do that.

But just imagine if all your anger lowers down by hearing some sweet voice!

Yes,  that was what happened to me.

Look at this picture. Well, I don’t have any idea how to click pics. But just see at his colorful flutes. This is the only way to make his family sleep well and a tummy full of food. These flutes have magic to convert your anger into calmness. And on that day this man whistling out the tune of “HUM HONGE KAMYAB”  and the most famous “YE DESH HE VEER JWAANO KA”.

By hearing this I just ran out towards the door and ask him to stop. He stops!. I asked him one question, uncle, how did you learn it? Or you have learned from someone, from your elders! He said, Nahi hamein Kisi ne Nahi sikhaya (No one told me How to play). He said, tell which flute should I give you. But I said, uncle! I don’t even know how to play this. He said, come here! Arey Ayo, ayo!… I just go. You just place your mouth on whistle hole, and blow, he said. He asked me for the song. Gulaabi Ankhein!!., I demanded. And the tune starts as if I was playing that. But this was the magic of his fingers, full of oil, he full of sweat, as all cleared in his pic. After that, I thank that man for making feel like a flute player for an instant. But guess what he said after this.

He said he has his own daughter of my age, who is his big fan and for whom he starts this work. Again love wins!! And I bought two flutes.

The thing is that we have all we want in today’s time, but still we do nothing. And this man who neither have the Internet neither have phone nor tutorials and still whistles it much better than youtube or others. This is the hidden talents wandering the streets with no opportunities. He can play all the tunes either they are 70’s or today’s disco songs, anyone. The most beautiful voice I hear when he started folks. The smoothness in his folks just made me crazy. And when he was ready to go in another street he said, one day he will be famous and make her daughter proud. And now see he is on his way. YOU ARE A GREAT MAN, SIR!

Let’s have a cup of tea! ☕

A CUP OF TEA MAKES EVERYTHING  BETTER!

This story is little different. Haha!!….actually totally different.

This story is kinda, neither I had met anyone, nor anyone met me!

But the day,

When I got to know the importance of that one cup of tea.

Here’s the pic😂! Sorry, I am not that good in photography.

But,

That day when I was traveling to my hometown, feeling lazy with thousand of unwanted thoughts running in my mind. The door opens and the entry of a pantry worker.

Madam! Chae!! (tea), he said. And I accepted his offer. And that tea won my heart ♥.

Haha!… I know little weird but yeah! It happens. That tea brings such a fast activity inside me as if someone gives me a shock. Everything around us has its own importance, and yes the cup of tea is one of them.

People start their day with a CUP of TEA.

SOME DRINK AT MORNING AND SOME AT EVENING!

SOME ARE ADDICTED TO IT.

AND SOME SAID, CUPS OF TEA WHOLE DAY IS NOT THEIR CUP OF TEA!

TEA!!

Such a thing which makes you up, fresh, energetic. Whether it’s a green tea or white tea, caffeinated or herbal,  or without sugar..!  😂

Wherever you go, there must be a stall or restaurant with tea available. And surely they are earning more than a graduate person. From a normal person to the president, everyone needs it.

Let’s have a cup of tea!

These words can solve the problems and can make relations much stronger. To share the time with someone special is the best thing you can give, tea .ask them for a cup of tea.

So here’s all about the importance of tea. 🍵CHEERS!!

The trend.

As the new years go and goes, new trends are trying to change us.

It’s not a matter of choices, its a matter of an impact on people.

An impact, that only coming through social media only.

When there were no phones how happy we were then, no one doubts their physiques.

But here what trend gave birth to…

Girls and boys force their bodies to like what are they not.

They sometimes force their loved ones to look like some other girl with thick thighs and big chests(But no fat at the belly. Oh, great! and yes, fluffy lips too) or a boy with muscles and abs(but not a slim boy).

Force their loved ones to look fake.Features that are not given by your mother.

You not need to change anything for your loved one because lovers accept the real you, if they force you, leave them.

Comparing yourself with those high-class people and their highlighted pics will never make you happy, ignore them.

Just don’t change your body or whatever for the sake of attraction unless it’s your choice. Remember, if you accept your natural looks and walks, you attract more.

Just accept your body you receive from your mother. Respect it

The diary.

 

diary1.jpg

If I ever said, you’re my best friend, I lied.

If I ever said you’re the only one to whom I share everything, I am telling you, don’t trust.

Because I already have a best friend resting at the book shell.

whenever we got time, we just talk, talk and talk. well..!

or either way, I am the one non-stopper.

She knows everything, the hero, and the flopper

If you are a silent talker, you can relate,

how to be a silent actor.

Talking to her about telling everything without getting answers.

This gets interesting over time, how lucky the pages are, who listens to all in the world, without racism, without making choices.

They protect your thoughts from the outer world, eating secrets, destroying unwanted noises.

If I say, there is no best friend better than a diary, believe me, just try.

Instead of sharing with your so-called “best friends”, it’s better to hide it from them, they make it dry.

I thought once that I am wrong, lets try to talk,

but see, I am back to my original silent talk.

 

 

Be yourself

“Aanewala Pal Jaanewala Hai
Ho Sake To Iss Mein Zindagi Bitaado
Pal Jo Yeh Jaanewala Hai”- Gulzar


Untitled design.jpg

We all have our own kind of problems. We all have to deal with them alone.

Isn’t it better, to forget them for a while and to be yourself? No!

To be yourself: eat, cry, smile, fat and ugly,

allowing yourself to do things childishly.

Sometimes enjoying your silence, as if you are the most peaceful, take a glance,

allowing yourself to dance as if there are hampsters in your pants.

Sometimes angry as if someone stolen your food,

happy as if someone offers you a box full of chocolates and goods.

Talk to yourself, polite and gentle, praise yourself and be sexy,

and definitely, you will never get there if it isn’t risky.

At present, just live the freedom because there are already many who don’t have.

Past and future, everything, happens for good and will be awesome,

just live the present as if you got the last chance to live, you blossom.

Stop thinking about those empty heads and the hashtags,

allow yourself to be crazy and have a long bath with a washrag.

Let the statuses blown your real life. Let the hashtags feel the same way.

Don’t rush, be original. Just stay calm and slay.

 

 

 

 

 

YOU WILL FIND THE BETTER ONE

3be4f233e2182afb83d03cd9b7a0e8ec

I tried I tried I tried….

I tried my best, not to be imperfect, but the perfect you want.

not to be the same, but the different you want.

I tried to be that alluring as that of other ones.

I tried…

But, well! you will find the better one.

I tried to be your happiness, I tried to be your sadness, I tried to be the tough mess for you.

I tried to be your back, I tried to be your front, everything I can be in you.

I cried…

I cried for not being accepted as crazy I am, as weird I am, the dumb I am.

I endure you as the way you are, I never complaint,

but you never understand.

Well! you will find the better one.

It seems to be at home when I am with you. I learned something new every day with you.

All I know is you are my need, the soul needs a food and you are that feed.

Now, it’s just all fade away…

and definitely,

you will find the better one.

Now don’t pretend as if you cared, there’s nothing left to be shared.

Don’t pretend as if I were valued, don’t dare.

Don’t dare to be that damn fake, you shamed?

I swear I will not put that effort again because you taught me how easily feelings can be terminate.

I am sorry for not being the same.

Thanks for the lesson, how to authorize, now I can become the best adviser in the trade.

You always used to say, “I will find the better one.”

And I want to ask “so, do you got your better one?”