Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost...

Main sadiyoon sey sitaron main bhatak raha tha Tanhai ki aag main akela hi sulagh raha tha Beetay waqt key samunder mai aaj phir meri ankhon sey aik fasana chalak raha tha Jab ek nazar nazar sey ashna hue aik awaz jab dil sey rooshanas hue kinara mila uss talaash ko yun laga manzil wo mili, thi barson se jo khoye hue Magar saraab tha sab, sach kuch na tha Rooh to thi par, jism sey uss ka nata na tha Khawab jald hi woh toot gaya Woh lams hamesha key liye wafa na tha Har kahaani adhoori reh gaye Har dastaan ajnabi reh gaye Bahut kuch guzar gaya uss rait mai Bus chand dhundli yaadein reh gaye Mai phir Sadiyoon tak sitaron main bhatakta raha Yaadon ki sooli pe akela hi latakta raha Dasht-o-Sehra paar kiye aik talaash mai Pahaar-o-dariya sab main khojta raha

Some days ago I saw this movie. I actually liked it. Here are some of its interesting dialogues. - Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V. - Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the secur

Just another post about the person I am. I have Abstract thoughts. I am a person who absorbs a lot from his environment. The people around me; the situations around me, influence me and mold me. I have split personalities. One side of me is somewhat reserved and doesn’t open up much with people. This part is socially shy and feels uncomfortable in public comprising of strangers. Whereas the second part contrasts deeply with the first one. It makes me extrovert and endlessly exuberant. It all depends on the company I am having. This makes me weird but I am born with it, cant help. I love to read people and am a silent observer of people and situations. You can say I am a bit abnormal person in this so-called normal world. I mostly like to be contained in myself and always prefer to achieve or do things on my own. I am honest and controversial in my thoughts which are hardly appreciated by others therefore I just keep them to myself. I am a very optimistic person. If I couldn’t get somet

It’s been couple of years since I joined this blog world. If you have checked my blog you must have noticed that I have written nothing about myself yet. My blog consists of poems reflecting blues and some random thoughts about life and world around. Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Arfan Ameer. “What?” Well this is the question which people ask me when I tell them my name. I have quite an unusual name. Its not like the regular names that people have. There is another name which resemble my first name like Irfan, therefore mostly people say to me its actually Irfan, I am making it wrong. In other words they meant I have a wrong identity. When I was young and such remarks were given to me I felt like I have a very wrong name. And I changed it to Irfan actually in my school life. But then I realized what am I doing. Why am I running away from my name? I am just allowing myself to flow along with instead of standing in front of it. My name is actually me. Why am I forsaking it?

Today, when my car was waiting at the traffic signal, a boy came up to me. He was in his teens and was holding a piece of cloth. He went and, without saying any word, he started cleaning the front mirror screen of the car with it. After he had cleaned it, I gave him a 5-rupee coin. He took it and went away to another car. During the whole episode, a beggar came to the car next to me and he asked the driver for money. The driver gave him a 5-rupee coin too. These two beings were equal in the amount of effort they were both putting in to earn a livelihood. But the main difference was attitude. One preferred to live life with self-esteem and pride, whereas the other traded his life for it. However, the one who has traded might go home with a little more money than the former one, but that doesn’t mean this person is successful. Success is a relative term. It depends on  what you had earlier and through what you have to go through in order to achieve what you have now. Success is not a des

"I have never in my life learned anything from any man who agreed with me." - Dudley Field Malone "The difference between a boss and a leader: a boss says, 'Go!'; a leader says, 'Let's go!'" - E.M. Kelly "There are no shortcuts to any place worth going." - Anonymous "If it weren't for the last minute, nothing would get done." – Anonymous "First-rate people hire first-rate people; second-rate people hire third-rate people." - Leo Rosten "There are two rules to success in life: 1. Don't tell people everything you know." – Unknown "You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her." – Anonymous "Men always want to be a woman's first love -- women like to be a man's last romance." - Oscar Wilde "Relationships should come with those little black boxes that airplanes have. That way, when they crash and burn, we'd actually ge

The best and worst thing about life is its unpredictability. You can't see into the future and can't predict what life has next in store for you. Every time, it brings you something new and completely unexpected. Sometimes it's far better than what you had hoped for, and sometimes it rewards you with the biggest disappointment.

My attitude towards life is simple and direct. I just take it as it comes to me. Despite my best efforts, I have never been successful in moulding it in my image. The day I do it, that day would be the Day of My Revelation .

It has been more than 3 months since the disastrous earthquake took place in Pakistan. The whole country was deeply affected by it in one way or another. The earthquake, which can be regarded as the biggest national tragedy, affected the lives of 3 million people directly. One hundred thousand people were killed. The government estimated that it would take 5 billion dollars to rebuild the entire infrastructure and start the rehabilitation process. The earthquake came and left, but that one moment changed the lives of millions of people. For those people, life would never be the same again. The smile, the cherishment, the satisfaction would never be the same again. It's hard to survive in such circumstances, but it is more difficult to live afterwards. Hundreds of young girls and boys have been exported outside the country. Such girls will be used for prostitution and such boys for the deadly camel race. The whole generation has vanished. Families have been shattered. But only one t