I am a Full World
I have twinkling stars in my eyes I carry oceans of tears There are Waves of pain in me And Mountains of sorrows in me I have Barren lands of love I carry Deserts of dead memories There are flowers of Hope blossoming in me And bees are collecting love Yeah, I carry the whole world in me. |By: Maria Mukhtiar| Maria is a published writer and blogger, and she is pursuing her graduation in English Linguistics. She can be reached at englicanmarina@gmail.com
A Magical Bowl
One day as Azam entered the house his sister was sitting on the ground, the whole house was silent as dark, despair was eating him from inside, he came close to his sister and courage to ask her about their old diabetics' patient mother. She cleaned her teary eyes and stood in front of her brother, and said; “Azam! Ammaa (mother) was very serious, Shoaib and Zubair took her to the doctor in the nearby hospital.” Azam rushed out of his house towards the hospital with teary eyes and ragged clothes. He continuously ran about a half-mile a…
A Letter of Gratitude
Dear, I'm not special or perfect. But you ingest me, With all my flaws, With all my imperfections. Though I have always sad stories to tell you because of my melancholic nature, But you never deny, You listen patiently, You listen silently . In a world full of unfaithful and deceiver, You are faithful, You are honest. I have a lot of intimacy with you, Because y ou absorb my pains, Where no one is ready to even listen to me. Do you know what your best thing is? You listen, y ou understand, And you absorb, And I feel very peaceful …
Five Steps to be More Productive
Imagine that you have 86,400 dollars per day to spend and at the end of the day this amount disappears no matter either you use it or not. Will not you use this amount to buy things for yourself? Will you let this amount disappear without using it? No, no one wants to waste this amount in this way. Everyone will want to use this amount before it disappears. Isn’t that the case? Well, but the sad part is that these are the 86,400 seconds we get per day to use. And at the end of the day, those 86,400 seconds disappear irrespective of that we use…
Patience And Gratitude Pay Off
It was the early dawn of winter solstice on the day of December, yet almost every living thing was in dreamy sleep but a few might be struggling to come out of their comfort zones. The silence was spread everywhere, though the buzzing sound of alarm broke the silence of the room. As the alarm rang Umaima groped her mobile to dismiss the ring of the alarm. Even now she was on her bed when a tranquil voice of Adhaan (Azaan) touched her ears, come towards success (حَيَّ عَلَىٰ ٱلْفَلَاح). At once she ran towards the window and drew the curtain of…
A Thousand Splendid Suns Reveals a Story of Everlasting Love and Discloses Afghanistan's History
A Thousand Splendid Suns is a novel written by Afghani writer Khalid Hosseini, who later took political asylum in California, United States, after the emergence of the Taliban in Afghanistan. He was born in Kabul and then moved to the United States in 1980. His first novel, The Kite Runner, was an international bestseller, published in thirty-four countries. In 2006 he was named a US goodwill envoy to the United Nations Refugee Agency. A Thousand Splendid Suns is a depiction of a wounded country, Afghanistan, and an unbearable sad…
The Art of War Can be Applied to Life’s Daily Conflicts, Obstacles, and Goals
Art of War is a book of warfare and war tactics, strategies, and techniques to win without going to the battlefield written by a famous Chinese war strategist Sun Tzu in the 6th century BC. The book was originally written in Chinese but translated to many languages of the world including English. The Art of War is a book comprising 13 chapters, each defining a different aspect of war with the theme to “Win without fighting.” In the Art of War, Sun Tzu puts stress on strategy making that leads to evident success. He presents such strategies in …
Beauty of Colors
Looking at the rising sun and observing the blessings of Earth, I contemplated about color's worth, What if it would be colorless since birth, Flowers and trees, birds and bees all would be swarth, White, Black, and Brown all the races of Humans would have lost their unique charm, The world would be deprived of witnessing the beauty of rainbows in its original form, Thanks to the perfect painter sitting above the sky, Who painted everything from Earth to the sky with perfect dye. |By: Maria Mukhtiar| Maria is a published wr…
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