While the darkness getting at its extreme.. The pain in my head gets deeper and deeper.. Perhaps its an impact of the theme.. I followed at a concert last evening.. With a wish to see someone in a scheme.. Featuring a cloak of red and black.. Someone to appear in my dream.. Enjoying a chocolate… Read More Boundaries and the night!
One fine night of the summer last year, while I sat tight on my bed, with a track list to hear or a movie to watch, which I’m not sure at the moment, an idea struck in my mind. From the list of my aims, diary of my games, and demons of my burning flames,… Read More Around the world in 80 Days! Free of cost and Free of Responsibility
It’s been a year I started this blog. The reason being something to do in summer, something other than a technical internship. The writing monster in me had been provoking me to write something in between the oceans of realism and idealism. It had to be something to attract the singles in my friend list,… Read More TechPakoray turns ONE!!
Raat ko ajeeb be skooni k lamhaat me soya tha. Shayad wjah ye the k ek lmbey arsey baad me ne hair cut krwana gwara kia. Halan k 8 ghntey ki musalsal neend kaafi pur skoon the lekin phr B subha uthney pe hair cut ka ehsas hone pe thora ujhra ujhra mehsoos kr rha… Read More April ki ek shaam!!
Orhey safaid chaader.. Bal khati sarrkein.. Pur Sakoon Fzaa.. Aasman ko chootey Shjer.. Apni he dunya me mgan hai ya waadi.. Barf se dhakki chataanein.. Prindun ki buland urranein.. Husn ki dilkash tasveer maloom hoti hai..
They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars.. Like petals from a rose.. When suddenly across the June.. A wind with fingers goes.. They perished in the seamless grass.. No eye could find the place.. But God on his repealless list.. Can summon every face..
Zindgi ik shatranj ki baazi hai.. Ik jeeti or ik haari hai.. Kathin raasta, dushwar raahein.. Ik sehmi sehmi waadi hai.. Kuch neelum jhilmil aankhein.. Jo Ghaat lgaye bethi hein.. Mere aks ka peecha krti hein.. Ik aah C dil me bhrti hein.. Udaas se chehrey har lamhaa.. Khamosh kahani kehtey huwe.. Kuch Khuwab adhoorey… Read More Bikhrey Huwe Alfaaz
Last week while I was out with friends, hitting the roads of Islamabad, cold of ongoing winter seemed to be at its peak. A capture of rain drops falling on back mirror of the car urged me to transform this hangout in some words which go as: Languorous glances of the Capital Through all my dreams..… Read More Rain in the Capital