Broken Rules Come with a Price

Faded thoughts of days held dearjaded memories of those not near
Changed have we for better or worsecant say the words perhaps a verse
I will remember you I said oncethe only promise thats left of us
Why cant time heal this scarwas betting on that from afar
Who is not wrong & who is rightwhy cant the heart see the light
Was it real just a mere fantasythat what heart wanted a fallacy
Can one love that much to forgetfind places where walls can erect
Broken rules come with a priceBroken dreamsBroken heartsScars for life

Welcome to the new dark age

Pakistani millennials are even worse than the rest of the world and this is for a simple reason which is that hatred for others is as normal to them as breathing. The culprit here is the slow indoctrination of the youth from the very start of their lives. The legacy of Zia's infestation of intolerance bears its fruits. The disturbing trends on social media recently shattered the illusion of that illusive silent majority which it was supposed to be there, lurking in the shadows.The truth is that the very fabric of Pakistani society reeks of intolerance and bigotry and there is nothing that can be done to change that now. The instances of people celebrating murderers and openly calling for persecution or oppression disregarding any semblance of understanding basic human rights is not restricted to a few bigots or zealous clergy anymore, the poison has spread to the youth, with no inkling towards researching or even questioning what has been taught to them, they are now the perfect ex…

Make it at home, Save money

The thing is that I see a lot of really cool food joints starting up in our city but... Since I know that it costs at least half or even less to make at home... So that's what I do.Let me break down some estimated prices for you...Beef cheese burger10 Bun 150 RsMinced beef 1 kg 500 Rs for 10 patties10 Cheese slices 300 Rs1/2 kg kheera 30 RsVinegar for making pickled kheera & piyaz you already have at home2 piyaz 10 Rs3-4 Tomatoes you already have at home.Mayo & mustard you already have at home.Salad leaves which grow in my home garden.1000Rs for 10 🍔So why on earth would you pay 500 Rs per burger... I can see the appeal of why everyone is suddenly a gourmet burger chef and setting up small businesses which I have nothing against but this overpricing is dishonesty and I cant stand it. Yes I know good Beef burgers can cost up to 1000 Rs in Lahore like at "Ministry of Burgers" and others but you have to consider the presentation, the buns, which are specially prepa…

Learn, Repent & Apologize

Reflections left of the pastselections that forever last
Don't wanna be stuck here
time to move on that is clear
New horizons await elsewhere
shed all the weight you bare
For life is a stream of memories
some left behind some held dear
Regret worse than any poison killing silently from the inside
Burdens of the past you carrymake shoulders ache at night
Time to shed all thats done for a new cycle has begun
Learn, repent & apologize a life lesson for the wise


What is life but a fleeting moment of wants and despair,
of sacrifice, a revelation of desires, a useless exercise of
banality imbued in artificial theocracy.

What does the soul need, at least a semblance of permanency,
which there is none. This is but an existence of perpetual
yearning of one thing to another.

To remove the shackles of mediocrity one must first accept
the truth of one's own self worth. For its one's own self that
is the perpetrator of bondage.

No one else can take your freedom away until you let them,
a mind can be free even in chains.

The soul can soar, see light in the darkest pits, can survive
moments of deepest despair.

All that matters, is choice.

My Burden

You don't have to look twice
To see that I am undone
But for that to happen
There must be a reason

For you have forsaken
All the reasons to remember
The one you abandon
That is my burden

I found out from strangers
What you forgot to mention
That love, is surely lost
When you beseech affection

That is my burden

I stand at the precipice
of memories long lost
Slowly in the mist of time
to you, I become no one

That is my burden

But I cannot let go
Like you have done
For I am made of love
Not easy to fathom

That is my burden

Let the Imagination Begin...

I really need to write down all the wacky stories I tell my children before sleep time, for example one is a series of episodic stories called the A-team in which the characters are a Mano, a Doggie, a Genie, a Space warrior/alien, the Monkey and the Owl who is the smartest living thing in the universe and Ali baba...

All of them have powers or abilities ... The Mano can't be mind controlled, a telepath. The Doggie is the scientist... Genie is actually the last of his kind of an extremely advanced race that actually not got extinct but ascended to a higher plane of existence. Space worrier is an exiled prince who eventually got his kingdom back on his planet with the help of his friends and so on...

In a recent story the plot was that the all of the world's s chocolate cakes started to mysteriously vanish and the culprit was the monster created by jealous fruits and Vegetables who were discarded... Their anger created this monster... After a long battle the solution... they m…