hum larkiyan....

Main ek larki hon aur meri tarha aur bhut se larkiyan sochti hoon gi kay woh kyun paida hoi?? un kay jeena ka maqsad kya hai? Jab hum larkiyan gharo say nikalti hain majbori main yah zarorat main to ghar walo ko itna khuaf kyun hota hain woh itna dartay kyun hain?? jab kay hum ghar say nikaltay hain to hum bhut say logo ki batain sunta hain ,ganday  jumlay suntay hain, gandi nazra parti hain .... jab larkiyan in sab ka samna kar sakti hain to koi acha kam kyun nahi kar sakti....
hum larkiyan kiya akaly kuch nahi kar sakti hai??? hamain kiya kuch karna kay liya larko ka sath kyun chaiya hota hai???hamain akalay koi kyun support nahi karta???jab kay larkyun kay pass to karna ka jazba hota hai,  himmat hoti hai , hosla hota hai, kuch acha karna kay liya achay ideas hotay hain. lakin phir bhi is masharay main akalay larkiyan kuch nahi karsakti hai. wesa to hamara waladain , hamara ustad hum ko yeh sekhatay hain kay agay barhoo, kuch karoo, kuch badloo lakin sirf khena ki had tak us kay bad agar hum kuch karta bhi hain to hum ko dara diya jata hain k HUM LARKIYAN HAIN KUCH NHI KAR SAKTI HAI  , beta halat theek nhi hai, muhal to bhat kharab hai, kuch ho jayain ga , akala nahi jana , ufffffffff yeh batain.......yeh log ek jesa kyun nahi rehtay hain.Na karo to batain or agar galti say kuch karna ka irada bhi kar liya to bhi batain . ab kara to kya karay???? agar in ko hamara sath dena hain to day lakin itna bara bara lecture to na day na jis say himmat he tot jaye. phela khud sekhata hain or bad main inkar kartay hain.  yeh larkiyan itni muskkil kyun ban gaye hai ...is ka ek he hal hai yah to hum in kay agay har man jaya yah phir in ko kuch kar dekhayan or sabit kar day kay hum larkiyan kamzor nahi hain agar kuch karna par ati hain to kar sakti hain woh bhi akala......

Drastic Art of Divine Cooking...!!!

Delicious Kababs... Spicy Biryani... Delightful Nihari... Yummy Pasta and all the mouth-watering tempting stuff ahh... i can't resist and put my hands off them!! But the thing is they are first projected... ohh i mean prepared and cooked!!! I wonder how...?? How merely a piece of beef or poultry could turn into something outstanding and appetizing like Shahi Mutton Qorma, Nargisi Kabab, Handi Gosht, Haleem and the list goes on... I keep wondering and keep eating... There's a saying, "Eat the mangoes, don't count the trees". I actually do it as i don't know how to cook... God help me!!

Hot steam begging mercy to switch off the stove... dancing of oil in the fry pan if anything else interrupts it's privacy... terror of death of food if it is over-heated... sadistic nature of onions to bring tears to one's eyes... Eeyyuu i rather stayed away... In fact stayed happy..!!

Ohh but it doesn't mean that i never tried... I remember once I made Qorma with the guidance of my cousins on my Aunt's place but unfortunately i forgot it too... According to my mum I am clumsy to handle almost anything so she don't have that much stamina to teach me how to cook... Apart from this i have some conditions to learn this drastic art of cooking on which my mum goes mad... :P

Anyways it's absolutely not like this that i am totally nil and can't cook anything...!! Mmm i can make tea, maggi noodles, boiled egg, french toasts and some sandwiches... and yess my specialty... i know it would be inept but i adore to decorate different flavors of jelly on custard... :)

As far as main dishes are concerned neither i am interested nor i think i can project them, the way my mum does!! God help me....

hunton ki muskurahat

Agartum  sar sabz poda na ban sako to sabz nanna munna patta ban jao q k poday ki khubsurtii patto kay dam say qaim hai. Agar patta bhi na ban sako to shabnam ka eik qatra ban jao jo  jhil mil karta howa nanna sa qatra poday aur pattay kay husan ko do bala kar deta hai. Agar eik muskurata howa phool na ban sakoo to us ki mehak ban jao jo mayoos dilo ko naye zindagi aur khushbo say muattar kar day .Agar yeh bhi na ban sakon to eik gareeb kay ghar ka chand ban jao jo kisi andhay ke ankh ka noor ban jao aur usay ujala bakhsho .Agar shahrah-E- hayat main chand na ban sako to anjumanay sehhar ban jao jo bethay howa rahon ko neshanay manzil bana kar un ki pagrri banata hai. Agar pyar kay haseen naghma na ban sako to khiza ka gheet ban jao q kay dhukyaron ko yeh bhi sakoon deta hai. Agar yeh bhi na ban sakoo to zuban ki sheri ban jao .Agar yeh bhi na ban sakoo to murda huntoon ki muskurahat ban jao. aisa na ho kay tum zindagi say bikar guzar jao aur tumharay bad tumhara name na liya jayain




YEH MENA APNI BEST FRND K LIYA LEKHA THA JAB WOH MERA SATH PARHTI THIII 

Diary Piece

Sometimes life seems a little harsh to us when it treats us with some cruel realities, some unpredicted horrors some bitter truths. We curse it; we scream, want to change things but can’t help it. But why we never thank life for bringing sweet bounties in terms of friend’s hand, sister’s hug and family’s joy.

The rush hours of university life taking all day long classes, assignment, my hectic schedule makes me feel that I have grown up. My work my researches have become more prior to me than games, songs SRK who used to be the first crush of my life. Sometimes I feel am I the same person who used to get numb while listening “ ya Rabba le le koi jaan b ager… dilbar pe ho na dilbar pe ho koi asar” J and now feels even lame to turn on the music player.

This makes me feel that time has changed or probably I have grown up or grown BIG.

Ooh wait growing old means I should talk about HSY lawn prints now or Sana Safina’s,  should feel petty  in travelling in Santro or I should feel messy in sitting on the floor simply means I should become \\Materialistc// . But I do none of the above, does that mean I have not grown up?

The trauma is that I don’t know where I stand probably I am no more there where I was standing for ages stubborn, rigid, hard and since I have moved on I am not liking it and call it “Grown Up”. But life tells me in every walk that I have not changed; I am still the same, the one who used to cry most hysterically when Pakistan losses to India, Who gets irritated when hungry, whose breathing drops apart when sees some ones tears. It’s not like that you change if you stop doing some foolish acts; it’s just like that you have realized the harm in being stern.

 You never change its just the time that makes you to adjust with it to think Big to be right.

Lawn Fever

Winter gone and spring season has arrived. Wow! This means summer season will be coming soon and we have to collect different types of lawn. These days everybody is in fever of lawn. Lawn exhibition is the hot topic of the city these days.

Every textile is introducing new collection with the collaboration of fashion designers. When ever you switch your T.V. set, somebody is mentioning now different is our lawn. Every bill board on road side has eye catching prints on it with very well known models. When ever your call your friends the first thing they ask, have you bought that prints? That belongs to that company and the model x.y.z wears with that style.

Have we ever noticed that how fashion has influenced us? With every new lawn arrival, we are rushed to the exhibition, and have to buy so that we are the first one to buy that branded lawn.

Every textile knows how fashion has influenced our lives so that they know how to display their product. Even our ads are very nicely made with attractive accessories which these models carry so our women can’t take their, eye off. These days many actresses are launching their lawns so our women who are great fans of these actresses are crazy to buy their product.

Lawns are the daily wear fabric and there was a time when the fabric was stitched very simply but these days lawn has become very trendy and classic. Very trendy accessories made this fabric very eye catchy. May be some day our women wear this fabric in the wedding occasions.

Famous designer said: 

Lawn is the future pret of Pakistan.

UNFATHOMABLE SEA OF RELATIONS!!!

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE said:

“All the world is a stage, and all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrance”

 The ASHRAF UL MAKHLOKAT (Humans) have no clue when, where, why and how they are going to perform the role which is scripted by Almighty Allah to them. No one knows what role is assigned to him in this world-stage. They have no idea of their time of arrival or departure, or the act    they’ll perform in future.

When a new character enters….. One can’t judge how much attention he would grab, whom he’ll meet or develop relations with others. The true picture appears with the passage of time.

It’s doesn’t sound easy to let the heart door open for a new stranger, but we HUMANS have a WELCOMING nature. We hesitate to let sum1 enter in our life, but once sum1 enters after resistance we not only welcomed them but also accept their role in our life. We are connected with them through the bonds of relations. These relations are easy to make, more easy to break but hard to maintain as they demand compromise and adjustments. Thus we can say that it is the most difficult job to keep our relations beating ………… like in our daily routine we have to perform different tasks and various roles !!!!!

Maintaining relations is harder …. In order to keep them we have to walk a long way, have to pass obstacles, bear the heated sun rays and freezing atmosphere, fight with the starvation or thrust. Sometimes these hardships lead us on the edge of breaking our relationship but we try to fight it back and retain them so we can move forward distances.

No matter how hard the hurricane or tsunami tries to break the relation wall, we have to strengthen it like a rock or mountain which can stand any natural disaster. It is only death that can break them apart!!!

Relations are the blessing of Allah Almighty which he has bestowed upon us to make us understand the feelings and emotions. We should realize how much relation is important for us …Imagine One’s life without relation, you will find that u don’t have any purpose to live...your life becomes a dark and bleak place which is missing every gloom and glory of light. We should never try to break relation or say good bye to any of them. When we hook ourselves to any, we should not search for the exit path.........

We should try to respect every attained or earned relation because they are the diamond opps!!

In the world-stage- the role and character of each actor is different but they all perform to entertain us…..So we should try to be a little interactive and enjoy every performance with them!! We should Laugh with them, Cry with them, or even Dance with them.........  but shouldn’t leave the theater until the show is over!!!

Because we are grownup….

Freedom means liberty or to be free from domestic values but todays generation has taken this word to fulfill their desires and the most effected relationship with it,  is the relation of children with their parents…

When a mother gives a birth to child she completely devotes her life to him by promising to give her best. Father of a child works hard to have a secure and successful future for him. …they together plan his life, take him to the best school, provide him best education, best clothes, best life… but as the child grows he thinks, he is grown up… can eat by himself, design his clothes, can himself decide about his future and can himself decide what is wrong or what is rite for him because he is grown up and needs freedom…

 Parent’s love their children and gives them freedom to do what they like but children take it wrong when they ignore their parents and don’t listen to them by seeing we are grown up and want freedom…a mother plans to have her daughter in law of her own choice because she thinks she better knows what kind of a girl is suitable for her son but the same son leave her all alone because his wife want to have a separate family because he thinks he is grownup. … a father selects a suitable person for her daughter and gives her all what she needs to start a happy life with her laws, but the same daughter leave his home with a guy who she want to be with because she thinks she is grownup … This is what we give our parents for all that love and care they have given to us because we are grown up ….