Sunday, October 30, 2011

Phase Shift --->

Our world is magical so is our love
So is our hatred so is our hope ….
Everything that put me in gush
Run adrenaline rush  
Fills my heart with enormous words
Run through my eyes is your solicitor self
How you told me run for yourself
My feet might swore when hope deters
But look what I have for my better
Lots of love, hope and peace
Sometimes I just sway as if this world is in my realm

Tonight is a good night, with my hands held tight on a mug of melted chocolate, cold coffee with a scope of ice cream giving a perfect ending to my day before next week starts.

Also this day was different because I shopped a bit alone in resentment and out of my angry self against my sister who didn’t show up for me. This one thing makes me quite angry if people who you are dependent upon turn their back for a little or better reason. Anyways this whole fight was for shopping. This week interestingly I had nothing to share even though I wanted a lot of things to be penned down but didn’t get a chance to be on my laptop. Oh! It is quite beautiful to use my old laptop again after a long time. It’s like cherishing my passion and dream for buying it. This is the first thing that I bought from my first pay two years back ; so I hold it quite dear =)
 For a lot of people who know me; they know I hold this passion for certain things and when I do then I madly run after them and then maybe then I will take a sigh of relief.

Thought of today was an old age. Today I saw my mother sighing at twitching of her muscle. I saw her moving rather budging quite slowly towards the room.  I saw her sleeping a bit more than usual hours. Instantly being very touchy and being apologetic on wrong statements made or wrong question asked or if we thought she asked this thing a few hours ago. Being in this situation; made me realize my duties towards her; this phase shift of her personality is something to deal with.
For people who we always paint so perfect, who know us inside out, whose love is our heart whisking in throughout-- is just a jerk to be taken.
For you Ammi:
Your love is a shadow on the wall and for enormous times I just pushed myself hard to fit in the map; to fill in the pattern but I realized there are a lot for things to be learned; to be earned; to be one who is centre of attention in our home and in our heart.  Wrinkles on your hand and forehead narrate hundred of stories and I never forget how much I need to be thankful to our creator. I know this phase shift is evident and cant be controlled but I just wanted to make sure that with you;  we are without you; we wither.
Needless to say; take care of your parents; hold their hand while crossing road ; bring yourself upfront so that sun rays may never pinch their skin for this is what they had been doing all their life.
If you have happened to lose one of your parent or both; pray for them. There is nothing in this world more effective than a prayer murmured from the deep valleys echoing through heart.

Take Care guys
Happy work days ahead!
Sweet dreams; dreams are important they have fringes of tomorrow ...


  1. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww that was so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet humaira..I wish I could write something like that to my mother and she could read that too:-( motheres are motheres na..Allah ji sub ummyon ko apni hifz-0-amman may rukhay.ameen suma ameen

  2. it's midweek already and i just had time to really read this meaningful post.

    felt the same way when i visited my mom the day before.

  3. thankyou guys ; mishi you can take this piece of writing. ammian tu sab ki achi hoti na =))

    noir thankyou for visiting its been so long since i read you. I would now as i have got time now =)