But life goes on…

Written by Kanza Naseem

Death is hard. We have lived to see people in pain, and watched them deteriorate into nothing. In the end all we are left with are memories, like deep cuts in our skin which scar so horribly, every time they are touched they bleed, seems as though the cut becomes deeper, similar to how we fall so far deep, in to water. The fear of it all takes over. Suddenly you can’t seem to breathe, somewhere, somehow we are supposed to learn that its just life, and this is the way it works. We never do, there is no time, ‘bury heads in sand, but our future’s in our hands, it means nothing, if I haven’t got you’.

A persons touch can leave you breathless. Every aching moment when they pass away makes no sense. For a while you just want everything to stop. You want to stop zhurting and feeling pain, just until everything is over, so you don’t have to deal with it. It’s natural. ‘That’s enough for now’

Everybody moves on, it be too soon for some. We like to hold on, clutch onto hope, so tightly, that we forget what people meant to others. We went slowly we took it easy, we stood still. Somehow we forget that others didn’t, they did not stop, and wait for emotion. They persevered, their grief is over, ours has just begun. We mourn what we have lost, on our own, sometimes its better this way, no body understands now. Grief meant their problems have disappeared (not), they let go to soon, we were not ready. Now we are. ‘And I’ve been knocking but no one answers
And I’ve been knocking most all the day.’

Time is a healer, we are supposed to understand, not forget. We never do, its easier to forget to get caught up, with other things, to bury ourselves with work, tasks things to accomplish, goals, a light to chase. Its all fear of some sort, how can we understand it? For it takes over everything, its seeps in to every empty crack, there is no balance, no way, or one to stop it. In summer we plant our seeds and hope to watch them prosper in to something beautiful, a sweet pear, and oozing ‘tamato’ 😉 a flower, we are consumed in their beauty. We forget come autumn they will fall, and disappear, in to the winds they blow, where they end up nobody knows, everything is meant to fade. ‘He must have been a gardener that cared a lot. Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop, Now we pray for rain, and with every drop that falls. We hear, we hear your name’ ♥ We are blinded by lights, which make things look easy. Feelings are not. They take over. They don’t make sense they make things difficult.

This is reality, it’s your grief, and it’s allowed; this is your life. It hurts and sometimes it’s supposed to, it bruises but somehow you have to feel it, you have to deal with it, fear is uncontrollable, but it always will be. Use your pain to come out the other side stronger and always remember someone’s watching over you.

Yeh raha dil (review) Episode 10-13

Oh yes, I’m so in love with this serial!

Yeh Raha Dil is definitely just how romantic comedy should be done. It’s very emotional but at the same time intimate, vulnerable and funny. And to top it off, great performances.

So a lot has happened since I last reviewed/recapped Yeh Raha Dil.

Afaq is still trying to win hayat’s heart. Now that hayat has refused to get any help from her estranged father, Afaq is now trying ways to win over Nida so that she agrees to give up Hayat Villa.

Hayat has been able to secure her job back at the school she used to work before. But now there is a new recruit that she has to compete with. Although, the new entrant Hassan is quite boring, I quite enjoy his scenes as it brings out the cute bubbly Hayat back.

Finally, Zaki has confessed his love to Hayat and I must say I was pleasantly surprised when hayat tries to reprimand Zaki and reminds Zaki how hopelessly he had been in love with nida. So she is not there to steal someone’s man. That’s like a breath of fresh hair.

Nida is still very insecure. Now that she is quite sure that Zaki is interested in hayat and not her, she is determined to win Zaki over once again. And our Zaki has just made a blunder of telling Jimmy that he is no more keen in marrying nida.

The serial is going at a very reasonable pace. The chemistry between ahmed Ali and Yumna Zaidi is undeniable. They look very cute togather and finally there is a couple on screen which values their friendship a lot.

On the whole, Yeh raha dil is a beautiful serial. It has all the ingredients of a perfect rom-com: the cute future couple, comedy, complications and the sweetest confession of love I have seen in years.

Beauty Within

Written by Sumayya Feroz

According to our society’s standards a person is only beautiful if he or she has a fair skin tone. The people with dark skin tone mostly get bullied from their childhood by their friends, teachers, relatives and specially the old age aunties which are found in every family who have right to criticize every one’s appearance, these type of persons can find “a mole” on some one’s face but not beauty in the heart. God knows who gave them this right to judge a person like some show piece. Due to this fairness craze girls use different whitening creams which contain huge amount of mercury, steroids and other harmful chemicals, in the beginning these creams give you a fair colour and then after some time the skin condition get worse.

People out there listen to me very carefully; you are beautiful in your own way.

A pearl is pearl either it is black or white nothing can bring down its value. Your creator made you in the best form. And the people who humiliate you have an inferiority complex so they get satisfaction by laid down others. When someone can’t do something good by themselves then they criticize others who are better than them in any way.

If someone asks me ever where we can find beauty or what is beauty? I can easily say beauty is everywhere, beauty is in the world, beauty is in the white and beauty is in the black.

Love you All