The song of my heart
Posted by: Samah on: November 5, 2009
- In: Sentiments
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An unfinished song
chants along
some broken lines
with guilty chords
obscure lyrics
rhythm forgotten
the fading music
dim, yet audible
barely alive
breathing for life
looking around
for a familiar echo
the slightest whisper
for the dying song
is all it desires
I wonder how
my heart ceased to be
in sync with the tune..
Tuesday Trackback: Yeh kaun loug hain?
Posted by: Samah on: November 3, 2009
I am linking to a post made by a friend on PakFellows Blog. A great poem by Amjad Islam Amjad. No more comments though. The poem itself says a lot.
Also, I think I’ll be trackback-ing many more posts in future.
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یہ کون لوگ ہیں جسموں سے آگ باندھے ہوے
کے موت جنہیں آپ دیکھنے کو آتی ہے
خود اپنے شہر کی سڑکوں پے چل نہیں سکتے
گھروں کے ہوتے جنہیں بے گھری ستاتی ہے
کبھی بہار کے قاصد، کبھی ہیں دہشت گرد
جو چاہے انکو تری زر گری بناتی ہے
ڈرو غضب کے خدا سے کے اسکی ایک نظر
پلک جھپک میں پہاڑوں کو یوں اڑاتی ہے
کے یہ سب نخوت و حشمت، تمام شان و سپہ
غبارِ خاک میں تبدیل ہوتی جاتی ہے
نہیں یقین جو آتا تو مُڑ کے خود دیکھو
تمھارے جیسوں کو تاریخ کیا سکھاتی ہے
In solitude, where we are least alone
Posted by: Samah on: October 27, 2009
Khawaja Shams-ad-din Muhammad Hafiz Shirazi is one of the greatest Persian poets. This is Daniel Ladinsky’s translation of his farsi poem called “Absolutely Clear” :
Don’t surrender your loneliness
So Quickly.
Let it cut more deep.
Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or divine ingredients can.
Something missing in my heart tonight,
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice
So tender,
My need of God
Absolutely clear.
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A few weeks ago I was suffering from a terrible bout of loneliness. I was too stubborn and bitter at the time to reach out to anyone. Reading this poem though made all the pain melt away and instantly lifted my mood. We all just look at the wrong directions I guess.:)
Believe in Pakistan!
Posted by: Samah on: October 23, 2009
- In: Pakistan| Reflections| Society
- 7 Comments
As much as one doesn’t want to believe, the enemies seems to be going further and is penetrating right into the heart of the country. Hitting students has been the worst blow to young and tender minds who shall be the strength of Pakistan tomorrow. How do you explain to a kid why their school is closed? Because some maniac out there wants to kill you and we would not be able to protect you when he does. (only Allah will!) How would an eight year old feel about it? What is he acquiring in his initial learning stages? Ten years down the road, how would he feel about Pakistan? What does he imagine his country as?
The answer lies in HOW we are going to show them the picture. We talk about gruesome attacks and what a pitiful condition we are stuck into. We rant about the indecisiveness of our leaders. We curse foreign invasions. But is this about all that makes up Pakistan and Pakistanis? Are we going to tell them how tough we have always proved to be. How we have pulled through critical times before when there seemed no end to it. This time would be no different inshaAllah! The enemies of Pakistan shall not triumph. We need to do our duties confidently and keep faith in Allah. We should embrace our differences and keep united against all that is to come. We will educate ourselves and our youth no matter how many bombs they throw in our yards. We will carve a peaceful and people-loving image of Pakistan that it truly is! After all isn’t it amazing that amongst all this bombings and chaos, Edhi wins a prize for non-violence! Let not our children get disheartened at what they are seeing today. Teach them patience, hardwork, love and persistence and then see how nations can rise from ruins.
I am going to quote some verses from Quran which I have been thinking over before writing this post.
وَلاَ تَهِنُواْ وَلاَ تَحْزَنُوا وَأَنتُمُ الاٌّعْلَوْنَ إِن كُنتُم مُّؤْمِنِينَ
So do not become weak (against your enemy), nor be sad, and you will be superior (in victory) if you are indeed (true) believers. [3:139]
إِن يَمْسَسْكُمْ قَرْحٌ فَقَدْ مَسَّ الْقَوْمَ قَرْحٌ مِّثْلُهُ وَتِلْكَ الأيَّامُ نُدَاوِلُهَا بَيْنَ النَّاسِ وَلِيَعْلَمَ اللّهُ الَّذِينَ آمَنُواْ وَيَتَّخِذَ مِنكُمْ شُهَدَاء وَاللّهُ لاَ يُحِبُّ الظَّالِمِينَ
If a wound (and killing) has touched you, be sure a similar wound (and killing) has touched the others. And so are the days (good and not so good), We give to men by turns, that Allâh may test those who believe, and that He may take martyrs from among you. And Allâh likes not the Zâlimun. [3:140]
وَلِيُمَحِّصَ اللّهُ الَّذِينَ آمَنُواْ وَيَمْحَقَ الْكَافِرِينَ
And that Allâh may test (or purify) the believers (from sins) and destroy the disbelievers [3:141]
أَمْ حَسِبْتُمْ أَن تَدْخُلُواْ الْجَنَّةَ وَلَمَّا يَعْلَمِ اللّهُ الَّذِينَ جَاهَدُواْ مِنكُمْ وَيَعْلَمَ الصَّابِرِينَ
Do you think that you will enter Paradise before Allâh tests those of you who fought (in His Cause) and (also) tests those who are As-Sâbirun (the patient)? [3:142]
Ab kay safar main..
Posted by: Samah on: September 26, 2009
Here’s another favorite poem. Someone once said that I have bitter taste in poetry.. meaning that I like poetry full of sadness and grief and despair. I agree. I like to read such poetry again and again.
Ab kay safar main, tishna-labi main kia batla’ain kya kya dekha
Sehra’on ki pyas bujhaatay darya’on ko pyaasa dekha
Shayad wo bhi sard ruton kay chand si qismat laya ho ga
Sheher ki bheer main aksar jis ko hum nay tanha tanha dekha
Chara-garon ki qaid say chootay, tabeerain sub raakh huween
Ab kay dil main dard wo utra, ab kay khwab hi aisa dekha
Dard ka tajir baant raha tha galiyon main majrooh tabassum
Dil ki chout koi kia janay, zakhm ko aankh main gehra dekha
Kaisa shakhs tha zard ruton ki bheerh main jab bhi saamnay aaya
Uss ko dhoop sa khilta paaya, us ko phool sa khilta dekha
Abr ki chadar taan kay jheel main saaton rang rachanay utra
Moaj-e-aab ki teh main janay chand nay kis ka chehra dekha
Teray baad hamaray haal ki her rut aap gawaahi day gee
Her mausam main apni aankh main aik hi dard ka saya dekha
Mohsin band kiwaar kay peechay chhup rahi hai sehmi shum’ain
Jesay umr kay baad hawa nay meray ghar ka rasta dekha!
PS. I think this is written by Mohsin Naqvi. Could anyone confirm?
Eid Greetings
Posted by: Samah on: September 21, 2009
Some feelings can not be named. Like those which lie between melancholy and solitude. My festive mood for Eid has disappeared all of a sudden today and am wondering why so many things had to go wrong all at once. Maybe not so many things, but these are things which matter most to me. Also missing a few people who are very close to heart yet haven’t met in years. I just wish and hope that Allah give me the strength like He always has to move ahead.
Sitaaray doobna, shabnam ka rona, sham’a ka bujhna
Bohot se marhalay hain subh ke hingaam se pehlay
Happy Eid to everyone!
My Blog is Fabulous?
Posted by: Samah on: September 18, 2009
- In: Notes
- 10 Comments
Well, if Aadil considers so, then it well might be. 
He recently awarded me with ‘The Fabulous Blog Award” for which I am thankful.. yet I know I don’t deserve it. Thank you, Aadil. I’ll take this opportunity to say that your blog is super-fab!:)
Here’s the award:
Rules of the Award:
* List five current obsessions.
* Pass the award on to five more fabulous blogs.
* On your post of receiving this award, make sure you include the person that gave you the award and link it back to them.
* When you post your five winners, make sure you link them as well.
* Don’t forget to let your winners know they won an award from you by leaving a comment on their blog.
Five fab-Blogs I am going to award:
My five obsessions:
Reading: I have been obsessed with it since I learned to spell. Reading anything from (e)books and magazines to medicine leaflets and stuff printed behind the toothpaste.
Writing: Cannot survive without it. Most of them is personal.
Pakfellows Forum: Joined it five years back. I have learned a lot from the people I interacted with. To me, its a blessed place.
Chocolates: I LOVE them. Favorite is hazelnut!
Photoshop/colours: Nothing can beat the feeling of playing with colours and images.
محسن نقوی کے قلم سے
Posted by: Samah on: August 5, 2009
کہ ٹوٹ کر بھی میرا حوصلہ چٹان کا ہے برا نہ مان میرے حرف زہر زہر سے ہیں
میں کیا کروں کہ یہی ذائقہ زباں کا ہے ہر ایک گھر میں مسلط ہے دل کی ویرانی
تمام شہر پہ سایہ میرے مکان کا ہے بچھڑتے وقت سے اب تک میں یوں نہیں رویا
وہ کہہ گیا تھا کہ وقت امتحان کا ہے مسافروں کی خبر ہے نہ دکھ ہے کشتی کا
ہوا کو جتنا بھی غم ہے وہ بادباں کا ہے وہ برگٍ زرد کی صورت ہوا میں اڑتا ہے
وہ ایک ورق بھی میری اپنی داستاں کا ہے یہ اور بات کہ عدالت ہے بے خبر ورنہ
تمام شہر میں چرچہ مرے بیاں کا ہے اثر دکھا نہ سکا اس کے دل میں اشک میرا
یہ تیر بھی کسی ٹوٹی ہوی کمان کا ہے بچھڑ بھی جاے مگر مجھ سے بے خبر بھی رہے
یہ حوصلہ ہی کہاں مرے بدگماں کا ہے قفس تو خیر مقدر میں تھا مگر محسن
ہوا میں شور اب تک مری اڑان کا ہے۔۔
محسن نقوی
When a Friend Bids Goodbye..
Posted by: Samah on: July 28, 2009
Its hard to believe that someone as lively and ambitious could leave this world so silently. I can still feel the warmth of her smile, the shine of eyes and the echo of our laughter that rang through the university corridors very often during the four years that we spent together. We weren’t bosom best buddies, but the time I spent with her during classes is something I cherish.
Both of us usually reached university well before the class timings. And that was when we chatted about almost everything that engulfs the universe.. be it lyrical ballads, or some new prose (we both had literature as subsies) or bashing Musharraf’s policies or a new teacher. I still can feel that lovely breeze touch my face as we take the usual stroll in the morning sun.
I remember the most fun we had was during rehearsals for a comedy skit. She acted Benazir with such fun and ease (and originality!) that it still makes me smile when I think of it. Some people even thought us as sisters saying that we resembled each other in appearance. We never agreed upon the resemblance part though!
I missed her terribly when I went through the convocation pictures of 2008, time was so good back then. Since yesterday, I had been thinking and thinking about life and ambitions and death and so forth. I remember how we all used to discuss our high end ambitions as if there was nothing more than achieving those aims.
I don’t know whether I should, but I suspect a slight feeling of envy in my heart, thinking that she would be buried today in the holy city of Makkah al-Mukarramah.. and starting a new, eternal life. She wont be among us though. I will really, really miss her. May Allah grant her the highest place in Jannah and may He give her parents strength to endure this great loss.. ameen.
Sooo want to watch HP 6
Posted by: Samah on: July 26, 2009
I am dying to watch Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Will be downloading it asap!!!
It would be nothing as compared to the book am sure. But I am still excited to see how they adapted the whole thing to the film. I hope and hope that its not as bad as the last one! The reviews of the film seem fine uptill now.
I am ready to watch it as soon as I get my hands on it. Ready with a popcorn bag and loads of tissues! =D
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