Voice of Common Pakistani !!!

Life goes on, on its own, like an unguided missile. We, at times feel we are in control, we live the way we choose to or we do what we wish. Its a small life with many days to live and even more hours and moments to enjoy. We seldom look back to see good old days. But we never forget to look back the ugliness of life. We like to say forget it but we never forget. We like to believe “life” moves on where as infact, we like to stick and glued to issues.

Life…………… is a mystery lets not try to solve it, enjoy the surprises and learn to live for future.

Simple words that we use day in and day out, simple and meaningless at times. The simple ordinary routine words become daggers, knifes and swords with a little change of pitch in tone and facial expressions.

How careless become in our own egoistic approach and fail to understand what others might be willing, desiring and looking for. All we care is what “I want” “my desire” & “me”. This Me, My and I can easily destroy a relation, break friendships and destroy the charm of life.

But why do we care?

Do we ever bother to look back and see what damage our words, facial expressions and gestures may have caused. No we are stubborn and self centered and so called independent and practicable.

“Son of a bitch” followed by laughter becomes a compliment with love

“Son of a bitch” with frowning face and tone filled with hatred becomes a dagger, which initiates a fight

“Son of a bitch” is an expression of love and frankness among people you enjoy comfort & same four letter sentence is good enough to end a relationship.

Fight and argue among each other but always see, what words you are using, where you are using and in front of whom you are using.

As simple combination of ordinary words can change your or someone else’s life.

Negative thoughts are the enemies of victorious life. Since our life is very much determined by our mind, our thoughts can make or break our life. Negative thoughts will distract your focus from the important and drain your energy. At the end, you will no longer have the ingredients necessary for success. Knowing how to overcome negative thoughts may make the difference between victory and defeat.

I believe there is an important principle at work regarding negative thoughts, and that is: Read more »

This post is inspired by a picture I saw on a friends office desktop (thx Ali for sharing this pic). The day I saw this pic I was truely attracted to the view and the vision it had. I knew the very instant what this pic meant to me and how I see through the pic.

There is always a path we follow, a way to walk and a journey ahead. Life too is a journey. Good or bad, rough or paved its an unwritten path we walk on to an unseen destination. Life has its beauties that unfold while we walk on its laid path. It brings sorrow’s and moments that we repent at times.

There are always two ways to walk on the road to unseen destination (destination that’s either a dream or a goal).

One, you keep looking around to enjoy the beauty around or to look for the ugliness its has, or

Two, you keep your focus on what’s in your hand and let the world pass by with all its beauty and ugliness.

To me holding on tight to what’s in my hand is far better than being worried about what’s around. It hepls me focus and enjoy what I have, it gives me moments to admire my small world within the world around me and it let’s me cherish the moments I have in hand, without being worried about what passes by.

Its not that I close my eyes from the surroundings. I do cherish the beauty around and I do get affected with the ugliness too but since my grip stays tight on what I am holding on to, it brings me back to my small world.

The picture here is a true picture of my vision of life. Try it, I assure you, you’ll love the view of your small world in your hands.

Let the handle turn left and right, let the wheels take the bumps, if you wanna enjoy your ride, enjoy by holding on to whats in hand and feel the comfort without getting carried away by the passing by view or the bumps below.

Life is a sign of living; it introduces to changes, changes within and changes of the surroundings. It takes away present into future and converts it into memories. Memories that become either asset for a person or a burden that becomes unbearable.

It’s a backpack that everyone carries. Some have lighter and some are not fortunate and have to carry heavy loads. But within the pile of load one has to carry are many items that can and may be left out of the back pack, to keep it lighter. This leaving out additional unnecessary items is the experience of life and the ability to handle a situation. Life itself is imprisonment, imprisonment of choices, demands, expectations and wants. It’s a prison that one cannot break.

Living within the high walls one hallucinates to be free and independent. One believes to be the master of his/ her life. But in fact no one is free and no one is independent. It’s a caged life and we get so used to from the start, living within these unseen bars that we start feeling free.

Freedom within cage too comes with a price, price that at times adds to the burden one carries, or at times price, that comes after a barter of wants and expectations. Life …….. so uncertain, un predictable and yet so very important. You live and continue to live no matter how heavy the back pack gets. Human’s are made to run they cannot walk when over burdened or strapped they collapse. Humans are like shark, the faster they move the longer they live.

Key to success and happy life is maneuvering between wants & expectations, dreams and demands and choices and prices one has to pay.

Keep on paying the price to enjoy your freedom within Life Imprisionment.

Scooty…….
Yeah same Scooty that I thought could be a road to lead our women to empowerment. A means of transportation that would provide security against harassment of public transport, harassment of reaching home late after office hours and a means of family transport for many single middle class women who are bread winner for their families.
I put my thoughts in my previous post, discussed it with friends who belong to corporate sector, asked them their opinion and insight about the possibilities.
To my horror and surprise, an idea which was for middle class working women (for a start of trend in Lahore and Karachi alone) was rejected by women themselves, who are working independent, well educated, apparently confident, moderate and with updated with latest trends (in dressing atleast) desirous to help women, spokes person of women rights and above all women who have studied in best of institutes, travelled abroad and are no way conservative for themselves. Strange isn’t it? Yes my friends our women have dual standards. I do not want to discuss women and their approach here. Read more »

I respectfully disagree to the visionary Multinationals vision of Economic Growth. For many years we have seen Multinationals, Banks, Cooperate sector, Industries and Foreign funded organization working with the slogan of Economic Growth, Development and Training of new generation to help our economy grow.
They have failed and they will fail again and again, because (in my short sighted vision) they are not clear in their agenda and vision themselves. These groups of companies or organizations when recruit, they recruits from the cluster of elites, when they choose to give away internship, again their vision doesn’t go beyond LUMS, IBA and equally expensive institutes. Read more »

Its cold out there just came back after my hair cut. A comfortable ride in my car no worries no tensions of the cold breeze outside. But just imagine millions out there fighting this cold with humble clothing, modest meal and weak bodies.

I wonder if it’s just the weather that is cold or we have gone cold inside too as human beings. Our society as a whole is ruthless, careless and selfish. We keep our selves warm, we protect our children, and we cater for our needs and never focus on charity. Charity that should start at the beginning of the cold weather to support who are non-privileged. I am sure no one realizes that and we keep on living and keep our eyes closed.

That’s not about it, we proudly claim to be Muslims and whenever we can we do collectively boast about our religion which we never practice. Our practices are restricted to only and only Nimaz, Roza and lectures. Humanity is totally missing in our teachings and in our society.

Care, affection, love are all small words easy to spell and pronounce. But are heavy in the meaning. They are life with in. Each word so heavy that it can out weigh the entire humanity.

Tonight at this hour, I feel sleepless, restless and find it hard to put my mind in peace. This migrane thats giving me company for past 2 days is not letting me in peace. I some how have started enjoying this pain, may be I am becoming saddest. More over I have perfected in the art of keeping a normal face and not letting anyone know, whats happening inside.

Talking of the world around, I see us becoming selfish, self centered and cruel. We deliberately hurt, give pain and become blind to see what we do to others. We demand selfishly, we seek our desires with cruel hearts and we never pay attention to what price others may be paying to keep us happy.

We expect, demand and want a lot for us. But when its our turn to give and share love we are miser. We live within families where we share our love with parents, siblings, spouse and friends. My question is does love dry by giving? Does it evaporates by sharing? Does it’s flow stops if we care for others?

No it doesn’t rather it come back multiplied as we let it bloom and flourish. We become victim of our selfish desire, fears and jealously and we start destroying the world around us. We hurt those we love. We give pain to our dear ones and we get jealous from those who infact at times live because of us.

We have changed so much. We donot believe in sharing and caring, although we proudly teach our kids. But we never practice it our selves. We prefer breaking the hearts than keeping our hearts open. Yet we expect happiness from Allah. How could we live happily without any guilt. How cheap we are? How brutal we have become? How stuborn our so called love is?

We hurt, we give pain and we break hearts and we never try to look at the other side of the picture. Where by wiping of tears, by supporting and loving others, by giving and sharing love, how much love and affection we might get back. Love never dries, if its tied with chains either it breaks the chains or break the one tied up.

We want everything for us, as we want and as we see. We are becoming machines, machines that lack emotions, love, romance, affection and joy of life. We breathe, walk and live. We have a life thats empty. We have smiles on our faces which are empty, we have eyes without passion and dreams. We cry over our situations but we never bother to realise what made it happen.

Questions, questions and questions. No answers as answers cannot undo whats done, the eyes that once laughed have tears, the laughters once roared are silent, the loved once shared in missing. We are materialist society, where we use humans as commodity. We are keen, lean and mean. We cannot blame anyone for what life we have, as we never tried to improve anyones when it comes to us to make a difference.

I feel bad, hurt and sorry for what is happening around. I want to live my life full of love, but if I am turned into a machine, will I have a life? Why we can’t live in harmony and peace together? Why do we have fears? Why this number game? Why this jealousy and hatered? As all these attributes only bring back dryness. But……….. Again as I said we are selfish, self centered and cruel and with our narrow approach we not only kill others, we close ours doors aswell to love.

Well choose to live by sharing love and in return get multiplied return or be selfish, self centered and narrow and close the doors that bring love to you.

In the end I would ask ‘My Lord’ help me to protect the ones I care and love and give me strength to share my love. As thats what you expect us to do.Ameen

Once long ago, my grand father, who was a very soft, kind hearted and sweet person. Advised me and asked me to remember one thing. ‘what ever you do in life, remember one thing, never hurt any one. Do not be a source of pain and discomfort for a living soul’

I still remember his kind voice and his words. I kept them close to my heart and tried all these years to be helpful and kind to everyone.

I firmly believe that ‘words and tone’ one uses can either make a relation or break a bond. I always try to be a source of comfort for atleast those who are near and dear.

If I look back, I can see myself being used, absued and targetted many times by friends and family. But I am happy even if I was a reason of discomfort, I changed or adjusted myself to the situation. I donot want to end and depart with a heavy heart.

But…….. now it seems a dream far fetched. I have a burden and I am a reason of pain for my dear ones. I am stuck in between, where I am the reason of discomfort. The guilt, shame and its pain uninvitedly haunts me. Kills me with in. I believe Allah always has some secrets and He always has a master plan. But I wonder if in that master plan I will end up with guilt or He will bring back me, my honor and dignity.

Despite all the negativities, darkness, pain, loss of hopes and discomforts. I have always entrusted in His Kindness and his Powers.

I am forgetting how to laugh, my laughters and smiles are empty (I know it), my discomforts and uneasiness is within, I shed my tears secretly, I look at the skies for a ray of light and blessings un noticed. I am trying to keep my soul alive, which is drying and dying gradually. I am fine and I am good is the mask I have mastered on my face.

But am I fine???? With the guilt I have? I never wanted to hurt, I never wanted …….. this…….

I cannot forget and I cannot forgive myself.

All I can say is O’Lord help me. I am not sorry as sorry cannot undo whats done. Yes one thing for sure, I will not forgive myself and will keep on reminding myself so that I live in pain, shame and discomfort.