Rallying through the time. A young writer based in Karachi,describing in his words scenes of his country, his people and his perceptions about living life.
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4:51 AM
Mein bhy tou sataaya hua hoon.
Parastish e gum bhi bhulaya hua hoon.
Is be his mehfil me aansoun ko chupaya hua hoon.
Dheroun ulfatoun ka sataya hua hoon.
Gum hy se gum ko bhulaya hua hoon.
~Iztrab agar phr bhi na ho shamma meray jalne se roshan!
Keh dena logo se k Zamanay ka sataaya hua hoon.
-Sr
4:50 AM
Sell my daughters sell my pride.
Sell all the shelters till I have no place to hide.
Sell my conscience, sell my faith.
Let my infants be killed in this blood bathe.
Sell the "Khudi" that Iqbal once gave,
Let innocent lives be pushed in to graves.
Sell my land to the mercenaries for oil.
Let all the houses be destructed beneath the soil.
Sell the unity that my people have.
And deny everything that Prophet Muhammad(Pbuh) said.
Sell and keep on selling it all.
Till you have nothing left.
Jago Waqt Kum Hai.
10:22 AM
Lafz-e-Bismil bhi parha Mainay! Phr bhi munkar hogaya?
Ya Elaahi Aisa kiun Kar Mumkin Hogaya?
Javab kuch youn aaya Elahi se.
Zameen pe utaara tujhey banna kar Kainaat ka Badshah Ae Aadam,
Par aakhir tu bhi tou Nafs ka Ghulaam Nikla.
-Sr
10:06 AM
Baarish tham ja ab k na baras.
Mere mulk mein barbaadyian aur bhi bht hain.
-Sr
10:05 AM
Uncountable moments of joy.
Ecstasy I rejoice you.
Never let the remorse come near.
Never Ever.
-Sr
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