Monday, April 26, 2010

Light dance on the dew


Let your life lightly dance on the edges of time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Autumn Dream

So here we are at last: The time has gone so fast and so have my dreams. I simply don't know what it all means, this pointless passage through this long ground, the autumn-time, this walk upon the leaves. I wonder how long it will be till this song is sung....

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Masters at work


ZeGrill
Lahore, Pakistan

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Candle Light


Let’s not waste this night. May we stay here, only you and me in this candle light.
Let’s not sleep tonight. May we stay awake until the morning light.
Let’s not waste this beautiful moment. Knowing well, there is no forever.
Let’s be hidden in the dark. And feel each other in this flickering CANDLE LIGHT....

Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Blind Side


We stand alone, in the void.
Darkness consumes the souls of those who have lost.
Everything to gain nothing in this lost cause.
Yet the only thing remains is;
"The Blind Side"

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Badshahi mosque - At a distance

Friday, April 2, 2010

Chilam


Burning from inside... smoldering from outside

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Six Degrees of Seperation

The story of my six degrees of separation started when I opened my eyes in this world. Survival being the biggest challenge I face every day.


The first degree of my sufferings was separation from my childhood. Being born in a rag hut meant a life of destitute and disability.


Second degree of separation is my deprivation and hunger. Every day the first and foremost challenge I wake up to is my starvation. I leave home in search of food to fill up my ever starved stomach and of my family’s. Sometimes I have to beg you just for food to satiate my starvation.


This leads on to the third degree of my sufferings, separation from my ego.
Though sometimes I wish, hiding my face away would make my reality disappear or transform.



Fourth degree of my sufferings, leads on to my separation from the society. I will never be termed as an honorable member of the society. So I feel liberated, and take pleasure in only pleasing my own self as and how I desire.


Fifth degree of my sufferings is my separation from a life of leisure and luxury. Hard work is the keyword in my survival challenge.



Sixth degree is my separation from a life of fulfillment and individuality. But this never stops me from sharing a laughter around with my friends and family.



All worn out and bare feet, I stand on the ground with my eyes full of dreams and my soul full of yearning. I’m yearning for a glimpse of compassion, a comforting pat of unselfishness, to bring me the hope of living another day, to SURVIVE this insane separation.

Monday, March 15, 2010

How to disappear completely


In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here

That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here

In a little while
I'll be gone
And this is the way you disappear

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

United; We stand


“United we stand; divided we fall”