Invisible woman.

Don't objectify her she is a woman. Don't judge her for her attire she is a woman. Respect her she is a woman. Don't underestimate her powers she is a woman. You are here in this world because of a woman. She is not for your use, love her she is a woman. The beauty of the world is stored in her eyes, peace starts from her heart she is a woman. She can curb violence and spread love, don't kill her she is a woman. Mother of your children, better half of your soul, treasure her she is a woman. She is the first flower of spring and the first one to hold you when you fall, you protect her she is a woman.  She is the friend you always wanted, the advisor you entrusted, be gentle to her she is a woman.

You see her on the road, you pass comments.
You see her wearing clothes, you rip them away.
You blame her for the bad and do bad things to her.
Aren't you scared of God? i ask you, huh! 
Don't kill her dreams, she is a woman.
You just see a body, inside there is a woman.

Secrets of Nile

The land where the Pharaohs ruled. The land where the most mystique civilization thrived. Its the land of Egypt.

Crowned by majestic pyramids and beautiful Egyptian temples, Egypt is  one of the most sought after travel destination in the world.. Its aura attracts visitors from all over the world. Egypt is like a castle on molten gold in the sand.

Stories of magic, life after death and tales of legendary Pharaohs and their queens make Egypt a place right out of the Arabian nights.
I wanted to become an Egyptologist as a child but things just didn't work out. But this didn't lessen my love for the Land of Pharaohs.

Nefertiti , Tutankhamun and Valley of kings are few of the most mystic attractions of Egypt.

Though i have never been to Egypt, i always feel i have past life cords with the land. To sail the Nile in a traditional felucca, passing by the majestic history of Egypt is a dream i have always cherished. one day i'm sure i will visit Misr and live the beauty of this historic destination.  The thought of stepping inside the pyramid already gives me goosebumps!!

Oh!! i just can't wait to visit Egypt.

                                             

                                                        أنا أحب مصر.

There is no top...

Yes. I have reached where i always wanted to. Up here i look down and seen the ground. I see the place from where i had started and i'm surprised at the distance i covered . It was a journey with its ups and downs. There were times i fell and times when i got tired. But  never gave up and that's my victory. Reaching here is the reward i have earned. I started with doubts. I doubted my potential to scale this summit. People doubted my will and said that i could never do it. But hey i have done it. It was never impossible. I had a dream because i could conquer it. My mission was as unique as me. No one could have done it but myself. And now that i have conquered the throne i realize how important it is to have limitations and fundamental darkness in order to win and be a victor. Any victory is incomplete if there is no struggle behind it. A struggle that makes you worthy of the winning moment. When you can proudly tell the world that yes i was just like you with my own set of doubts and weaknesses but i overcame them and developed my self into the person who can and will do it!! Do not stop , fight! Fight till you win. And win till you live. You have it all to be the one you dream and reach where you wish to. There is no limit to human endeavor, its we who limit ourselves. The belief that now is the time and i am the person who will do it differentiates between a victor and a looser.  So, believe in your self.

Standing here i feel the air in my lungs . I am a victor the moment calls.
But as i look up i realize, the world beneath me is little.
There is a sky wide and infinite waiting for me to conquer.
All those down there think I'm at the top. But reaching here i understood. There is no top....  

Child I am.

I year to learn.
I struggle , I fall.
I gather courage
Take my first step, though small.
The glitter of this world and knowledge of the universe
I want to soak all.

Red, blue, green and white
All attract me,
I follow them with a big smile.
Each corner, every wall
Looks down at me because am so small.
Sound of rain ,whistle of the train
The bustle on the road and colors flowing from  the rose.
Every sound and every sight
Attracts me towards its might.

Day and night
I color this world with my thoughts,
By scribbling on the wall and crawling in the hall.
I might be little but my dreams are big
There is a story in every color i pick.
One day everyone will know it all
When i write my first letter on that wall.

My Mountain Spirit.

Green pastures and towering mountains
Make my heart flutter with joy.
The cold wind caressing my hair
Bringing life to my dead self.
A much need holiday
I will cherish forever.
The balmy sun evokes my spirits to fly
High..higher than the sapphire blue sky.

The people of these mountains are as warm as the sun
Greeting with hearts not distant, phony hugs.
There is something so mystic in the air
I feel a part of this world, even though i'm not from here.

The magic of these mountains penetrates deeper every moment.
Flowing even in the little valley near my cottage.
The pine trees guard this virgin land,
veiling the dense jungles from the gaze of shallow man.

I came here as a traveler.
But shall come back
To take what I have left here and renew what i have discovered in this land.
My Mountain spirit.

A Different Love.

Sitting by the window. The evening sun illuminating her kohled eyes and honey colored locks.
The splash of color in her eyes remind me of the calm sea. The more i look, more i drown.
This moment is like a dream, right in front of me, yet so distant.
Her perfume is filling my senses, I yearn to touch her.
Her lips remind me of the rose sherbet my mother used to make when i was young.
A sudden urge envelopes me. I want to hold her and tell her how much i love her but something always stops me.
Our friendship stops me. I've known her since we were toddlers. But now she is a blossomed flower. Her beauty is as captivating as the fragrance of the gajra she crowns on her gold rinsed hair. I'm in love. But my friendship is at stake.
I can stand and gaze at her beauty but there is a part of me that knows she is not mine.
The way she takes her dupatta on her head during namaaz makes me wanna kiss her forehead.
But these are just dreams like the one's in her eyes. She will fly away with someone else. Because a girl's love  for another is hidden in the broken heart and will fade away in the mackerel sky.