The words of silence

I utter but no word

For my words are silent

I utter no desire

I am me and myself just

I might be lost now

Without a conversation with you

Yet my silence speaks the loudest of all

For my desire of you

Was not mortal lust

I have lost my soul to you

Yet I say no word

As you go your way and

I mine….

My silence is my thought

And My thoughts; my words

Today and tomorrow

And for every hour to come

There will come a time you will hear

Our plight in my silence

For indeed my words; are words of silence 

“When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.”

“What you seek is seeking you.” ― Rumi

Rumi more like his association with Tabriz has left a deep imprint on my mind and soul. As I seek something that I myself am not very sure about I find that things come seeking  me and then I realize that this was probably what I actually wanted, There are times when we in our haste of want and desire ourselves don’t know what we seek.

If we just let go of this obsession with seeking our desires we will become the seeked instead of the seeker.  Learning to let go is also an essential part of life that people often do not learn. Those who learn letting go obtain from life what they were seeking.

Hope, letting go and having faith - are of true essence for those who want to succeed. Success comes to those who believe in it and who have faith in their surroundings and who let go of the past and move toward the future.
Be it relationships, business, fame or fortune the formula that one seeks lies in the core of Hope, letting go and having faith. Once you learn these three what you seek will seek you and run after you rather then you doing the running.

Misconceptions about Pakistani Women

People around the world seem to think that women in Pakistan are subjugated and treated like cattle. That is so not the case…If I am to very honestly think about my Western counterparts; I find myself to be more liberated and I enjoy more authority than them. I have always had the opportunity to educate myself in any possible way, I have been allowed to make decisions concerning myself and even at times my family. In Pakistan, we women are the main rulers of the household; the fate of children rests in the hands of their mothers as how to educate them the best, what to give them to eat, to wear, etc, Apart from being the authority at home, we the younger generation of women in Pakistan is free to express of opinions and to work however possible. We work in offices and face much less harassment than our western counterparts because the culture of Pakistan inherently preaches respect for the female. We might cover our heads but that does not make us slaves, it is actually our freedom to wear what we like and when we like. Our government does not object to the women of the minority sects for anything they wear to work or anywhere unlike a European Nation that came under fire for passing a law stating that head gear was banned. I ask is that freedom? Or is what we enjoy freedom? Apart from that debate, after coming home tired from work or even a hard day at home, we enjoy an immense amount of respect from our fathers, brothers, husbands and sons. There not letting us go out late at night to do petty work like buying bread for the next day is actually their way of protecting us from being harmed.

I am an example of this empowerment, right from childhood I have not only been given the best education but I am also asked to make decisions for my family, my family seeks advice from me not only that I have worked right from the age of 15 and my parents have supported me and rather loved me more for putting in so much effort and hard work in my own life.

The Way I Want to Be Remembered............

Its weird..... I know wanting to be remembered in a particular way after dying... Its morbid... It even gives me goosebumps.... But 
I don't know... Like i am unsure about so many things recently the only thing I really am sure about is How i want to be remembered after I die............ I want to be remembered as this beautiful not physically beautiful but this spiritually beautiful person.......... A person who made a difference in people's lives.... A person who gave others joy and a reason to smile............. A person who was there for everyone.............. 
I want to make a difference for those whom I love... But recently I am just NOT myself.... and every time I close my eyes to take stock of what I am becoming... I remember this person who was very close to me when I was a kid and I remember her face at her deathbed and her hand was in my hand....... And I see her eyes.... and I remember that tear that came out of her eyes and  I remember telling her I'd do my best in life.......... But I am not... Not doing my best,,,,
I want to be like her... She was pure... she was unpretentious.... She was in so much pain when she died but she was still a pillar of strength.......... We all gained so much from her............ 

Whenever I think of dying... I want to be remembered as a person who gives not takes....... I don't want to be a monster.... I want to be people's angel.............. I want to die peacefully knowing I have made people's lives better

Its What I Want

Sometimes we get over whelmed by what life is throwing in our path...As strongly as you can, you try to face lives issues but you'd want some one to be there for you and what happens when that some one is pulling back or you feel a lack of communication? How would you react?
If it was me, I'd retract into myself... That's just how I am made up... I start closing up.. Maybe its psychological or whatever it is but the 1st time I try to convey my feelings to someone and I am pushed back the next time I'd probably not even touch that topic again. I don't if its good or bad... 
I am human, I know I make mistakes and that is the reason I can't be perfect all the time. I also need to complain, everyone does... Its perfectly normal for everyone else then why not me??
At this very moment, I am engulfed by this feeling of being so lonely and this feeling is becoming my companion to often now a days... 
I don't want to be a millionaire, I don't want to own the world.. I just want some peace because it seems like ages since I had peace... 

The theory of life

Finally discovered myself........ Found the theory of life is actually the easiest theory of all... Its just being happy with what you are and who you are. 

The world seems like a big bright place if one is content with their own self. That actually does not mean that you have a picture perfect life on the c0ntrary life might be going through its' worst but if you have found yourself........ You have found the way of fighting that worst off.  You then have the courage to face everything and everyone.... 

I don't understand why we can't simply be us and enjoy being us......Why can't we just  be happy with our own selves? 

Why try to be some one you are not especially just to make some other being happy. 

The more you try to make others happy the more they demand from you......... You keep on compromising on yourself and your identity to keep them happy and ultimately loose yourself in the process. 

Soo.. think 

_____________Silence_____________

Silence never betrays you.”

JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY, "Rules of the Road"

There are times when silence becomes a persons’ best friend.  When you’re feeling lonely, a little scared of the world and maybe betrayed by some one…. That’s when Silence becomes your best friend.

Over the years, I learnt that Silence never harms, rather it protects a person from a lot of harm that words might do.  The transition from an Extrovert to an Introvert who keeps things all bottled up for me was good and a time when I really needed that quietness around me, in my own soul to think about certain things.

As time passed, I developed the sense of really pondering over thoughts and things about which I had to make decisions, I turn them twist them in my mind, the only thing that helps me really evaluate is the answer that comes from deep within…….. From the silent depth.

My love for people, my understanding of them also comes from the time I started keeping silent and just simply observing them. At times it gets a little too hurtful not being able to talk but then it is also healed by the understanding a person reaches to about themselves in a silent mode of life.

“In silence man can most readily preserve his integrity.”

Meister Eckhart

In the middle of a fight, the winner is the one who remains silent, to some they may seem like a loser but to their own self; they have preserved their integrity. Their sense of self worth stops them from stooping so low as to bicker about what they consider common things.

I can relate a million things from my life, both personal and professional, where I hear something about myself which can be quite hurtful but I just smile and think…. “Oh Thank you who ever is saying such things about me…….. It just shows how important I am for you to spend so much time thinking about me.”

I never go and confront that person as in my opinion; it is like stoking a fire. My silence does speaker louder than words, it conveys my self discipline, integrity and it irritates people to such an extent that they show their true colors J .