How a player use repetition…

An unknown person messaged today, which was some times ago a known person...

That's how he played with words:

" You forgot to smile..
I loved you..
You hurt me..
You came back to me..
You left me..
I waited for you..
You are mine..
You are mine..
You are mine.."

How should a person reply...

Fairy tales in adults..

I once said, that I didn’t believe in fairy tales. Fairy tales never tell us that the princesses in the castle might be living an unhappy life. It also doesn’t tell us that a courageous Knight doesn’t win against the evil dragon and is swallowed up by the abyss instead.

Those nostalgic stories in our youth would fade away with time and became a meaningless sigh late at night. Now, I suddenly realised that love might be the last fairy tale. God has left for adults. It makes you willing to believe that in this world, someone will come to you by overcoming all obstacles and seriously write fairy tale that belongs to you with the truest heart and the deepest sentiments. A poet once said, that people didn’t live a lifetime or a few years, months or days. Instead they lived in a few moments. I want to thank you for making many moments in my life, so dazzling.

Philosophy of ‘Is’…

I cann't hold,
faces that was mold..

I cann't hold,
untunned rhymes of my wounds..

I cann't hold,
the shame of being cold..

I cann't hold,
phases of being a joke..

I cann't hold,
tears for my own cone..

I cann't hold,
reckoned stake for stole..

I cann't find,
the philosophy of 'is'
in my own role..

Let’s be Patriotic…..

Living in a country gives you identity, not kind. Don’t make kind’s of people because of different country. For I’m a Pakistani, and proud to be, but being a Pakistani in the world’s lens is a kind of being terrorist. Well, I’m not. I’m a Muslim, and it’s my base. Kind maybe because of black color or maybe flatter nose then you, but it doesn’t change my existence of being a human. And in the world of human, there is no kind, only equality is there. Every human being have different characteristics and uniqueness, along their unique face, finger print and DNA. I born on the land of Pakistan, and this land and this flag gives me identity, it doesn’t matter that our passport is weak, doesn’t matter that we are not as much progressive as other developed and independent countries. But what I feel the most and ever uniqueness on the land of Pakistan , is the protection of women, they protect their daughters, wife’s, sisters, and mother’s as they are the most precious thing in the world.