Sitting in the dark.. Listening to Coldplay’s Paradise.. Watching the stars in the sky.. One thing hits my head.. Not a comet in oyster bed.. But an intelligent hell would be.. Better than a stupid paradise.. Book of verses underneath the bough.. Myths misread about the living dead.. An interest to be born again.. As… Read More Scattered Thoughts feat. Coldplay
Kahan chala hai Dil ka rasta bin manzil K.. Bin qadmon K Bin Baazu K.. Baadel Baadel chaye hein ab bin barish K.. Door kharey sapno ki malkaa dhundh ho jese.. Dhoop me chaltey raag sunaye dhoondhu jese.. Phr kiyun dhoondhu saya apna bin raahun K.. Do paisey ki khaatir phr kiyun been bajaaun.. Kiyun… Read More Kahan chala hai Dil ka rasta bin manzil K..
Whenever I try to be good and practice some definite moral bustles, things get screwed up. The situation I have created is so complex that I have started to believe that Government should impose a tax on me for just breathing in this air with melancholies and anxieties. It goes beyond my concepts of a… Read More The Screwtape Diary: Proven Guilty
Dear Maroo, Things haven’t been great since I met you, taking a verge to be always there for you. It sets me apart because deep inside, I do realize I have failed you. I remember that night you called and asked me “Tahir! Tell me am I the worst person in the world?” I never… Read More Elective Affinity feat. Chers wale Gol Gappey
I feel terribly sorry to tell you that how worst and unfaithful I have been, while didn’t mean to be the demon I have turned out to be; for this isn’t the version of a person you supposed me to be and I apologize for being one you always told me to refrain from. This… Read More Mashed Potatoes from the Morning
Bachpen me jab sooraj ki roshni madhamm prrney lgti the, saaye chalney lgtey they aur halki khnki prrti the, tou me ek rubber ki gend chatt pe le jaya krta tha aur ek ghnta usey deewar se ptakta tha. Tb tk jab tak me na thkta tha aur sooraj dhlney lgta tha.. Phr shaam jab… Read More Aur bachpann guzar Gya!!
Sar se paaun tak syaah abaaye me malboos, awaaz me shaguftgi, teekhey nain naqash, jhuki hui nazren aur sath me 2 bchey jo k un k apne maloom hotey they, wo dafter me daakhil huin aur brri kursi per swaar molana se ijazat le kr unhu ne daayn jaanib qataar me lgi kursiyun me se… Read More ABAAYA- Sochun se Iqtabaas
Srrak K ek traf ek buland tameer kisi takneeki idaarey ki malkiyyat maloom hui to socha yahan ek shanasa hansti bhi muqeem hai, mulaqat krte chltey hein. Rasmi haal ehwaal k baad kuch dilli na chaakiyun aur ranjishun ka nichor liye is idaarey ki canteen pe pohunchey jo bzaahir theek dikhai d lekin in k… Read More Dawood se Mulaqaat!!
I have been thinking to build a ship, while I take a sip from the delectable and scrumptious juice of peach. I have planned that there will be a beach somewhere when that artistic craft would carve its way while stabbing and agonizing the strong waves of the ocean. I hope to initiate the longest… Read More The great ship of Mystery!!
Reach me down my Edvard Munch, I would know him when we meet.. When I share my pieces of art, my scattered thoughts to some sort.. Sitting humbly at his feet and telling him all of my theories complete.. Though my art may chase the darkness, it will rise in perfect light.. Seems I have… Read More Polynomials of an Artist