I heard today was pre-medical's first year result; and all of you have checked your result by now. And like every other year, a lot of you are disappointed. You were expecting something else, and now; you think, you have no chance to improve. You are afraid to face your collegemates, your teachers and because of this fear, you are not going to college tomorrow.
Well; I can feel each one of you, because a year ago, I was too one of you, I was disappointed, broke and hopeless. I lost every single motivation I had at that time and all I wanted to do was to disappear. I felt horrible. I can exactly tell you what are you going to hear by your teachers or the high scorers *You have not worked hard* *Har dafa board ko blame mat diya karou* *Mehnat ki houti hai toh proof nazar aata hai*. A lot of your friends who have scored high will treat you badly, they will start making you feel miserable about yourself, your relatives will say you have no future now. Your parents should start saving money for finance or private colleges because no government university will allow you to get in and a lot of bullshit. Let me tell you one thing, all of this DOESN'T matter at all. I know I look stupid right now for saying this, but trust me, it doesn't at all matter. Is anyone of your friends, relatives or teachers a God who can exactly tell you what is going to happen with you in your future? Are all these people who think you are inferior have achieved everything in their lives? If they were this capable, they would have been doctors themselves instead of being here and giving you lectures about hardwork and passion.
No one is going to decide what you are going to achieve in your life, its only YOU who can decide your future. Either sit and cry over this result or stand up, ignore everyone and be FOCUSED. There is nothing, I repeat, NOTHING you can't achieve. God is never going to waste your efforts, he will surely return all your efforts with a bonus. Just be faithful, focused and passionate.
Best of luck!
Dear mommy, dear daddy,
Since childhood, everyone has told me, you guys were madly in love with each other, you guys were ready to fight against the world, just for the sake of your love. When you two walk in the public, people adore you bec you two look perfect together. They call you an IDEAL couple.
But do you know we lock ourselves in our room when you two fight? Whenever you two fight, you don't look familiar to us. You look like monsters who are going to kill us someday. Do you know your son leaves the home as soon as he listens you two blaming each other for useless things? Do you know your elder daughter locks herself in the bathroom to hide her tears? Do you know your younger daughter burries herself in the blanket and skips a heartbeat every time you guys yell at each other? She supresses a scream every time you break something. Do you have any idea why our grades are goin down in school? Do you know why we never invite our friends at home? Have you ever noticed the fear freezed in our eyes?
Some day, when your kids will become drug addicts, or will be a victim of self hatred, or grow aggressive or kill themselves, don't cry. Because this is all you ever wanted.
A broken, unhappy and fearful childhood due to which we will grow into a broken individual.
I hope, you guys will be very happy to see positive results of your emotional assault.
Your unwanted kids.
Note: Written this for every single parent who fights with his partner in front of his kid, not realizing how he is effecting the mental health of his kid. It's not too late, please don't force your child to kill himself.
لوگ بکھرے ہوے پھولوں پر نظمیں لکھتے ہیں، لوگ کیچڑ میں اگنے والے پھولوں پر نظمیں لکھتے ہیں، لوگ کھلے ہوے پھولوں پر نظمیں لکھتے ہیں، لوگ چمن اجڑ جانے پر ماتم کرتے ہیں۔
کوئی مسلے ہوے پھولوں پر نظمیں کیوں نہیں لکھتا؟
جو مسلے جائیں، کیا وہ پھول نہیں رہتے؟ ۔
Loug bikhrey huey phoolon pey nazmein likhtey hain, loug keecher main ugney waley phoolon pey nazmein likhtey hain, loug khiley huey phoolon pey nazmein likhtey hain, loug chaman ujar jaaney per maatam kartey hain.
Koi masley huey phoolon pey nazam kyun nahin likhta?
Jo masley jayen, kya woh phool nahin rehtey?
You're so fragile,
You're so weak,
You're so playful,
You're so shy,
You're so talented,
You're so smart.
You're a brown girl
With a skin as brown as the colour of Earth
And hair as black as Raven.
You're smile is like the first ray of the morning sun
and your soul is such that anyone could fall in love with you with their eyes closed.
But brown girl,
Why do you hide yourself from the world,
Are you scared that this society's pressure might crush you,
or are you scared of disappointing your parents?
How will you show the world what you're truly capable of if you hide behind closed doors and become scared of the outside world.
Don't you think that it's time to speak up for what is rightfully yours?
You could move mountains
and conquer islands,
if you show the world what a brown girl is capable of.
Siblings, i never realized the worth of them bec honestly, i hated to share everything with them. I was 9 years old when my mother told me that now i have a younger sister. To be very honest, i wasn't happy, bec in my opinion brothers are more fun to be around. I wanted a brother. I ignored her existance at first, then she started sharing my everything. My toys, my snacks, my father's lap, my mother's affection, the attention i used to get from my family, everything! This made me annoyed.
I realized the worth of them on one of the longest and darkest nights of a scary winter, when three of us were standing in a cold corridor of a hospital, outside the ICU, thinking of what is going to come, figuring out what are we going to do if it ends here, waiting for an angel to come out and tell us it's okay, our father is going to be perfectly fine. At the very same moment, my brother wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my back, telling me *Abba theek hojayengey*, at this very same moment, my sister wrapped her little hands around my legs and we cried together. We rested our heads on each other's shoulders, realizing that we are the only one for each other, we are each other's everything.
Since that day, whenever i look at them, my heart goes full, so full i want to cry, i want to thank god for blessing me with them. Whenever i see them smiling on stupid things, i look up at the sky to pray for these beautiful souls i have been blessed with. I know as long as they are there for me, no autumn can effect my life. No one can harm me, nothing can break me. After Roaming on the streets to find a job, these faces give me strength. These faces make me feel less miserable about myself. These faces think i am the most important person in their lives.
Whenever I count my blessings, i count them unlimited times.
Ps: Bhaiya already knows how much i love him, but for you, Aleeneh, i want you to read this and all those paras i have written for you bec you are the best thing ever happened to me despite the fact you eat my fries and steal my earphones and always reading astrology.