Dearest Dad, I don't believe I could ever have enough, or the right, words to present as a tribute to you. After all, how could I give a form to all the unconditional love we carry for each other. While it would never be entirely possible to write about what I feel for you, let's [...]
These pictures were taken during that trip, from a camera she had gifted me. Partly because photography seemed to take my mind away from the impending doom and partly because a part of me was still hopeful she'd live and we'd look back to these pictures and smile together. Soon after, she passed away (24th August, 2010) and I stopped taking pictures since my life had reduced to surviving every single breath. I had kept them in wraps since. Never showed them to anyone.
Call me crazy. Call me wind, Call me mad. Call me a gypsy soul, Call me a nomad!
I was a good child. Never too demanding. A rather caring one. As I grew up, that trait became more of an instinct. I would know when someone was going through a hard time. I would know when someone was hiding a dark secret. I would know when someone had cried the night before. I [...]
Hello, everyone. In this post I tried capturing the ethereal beauty of a city about 30 kilometers away from the capital city of Pakistan, called Murree. I often say it is the collective picnic spot of the nation. While most of the rest of the country battles with severe pollution, Murree enjoys the status of [...]
Having been down with sore-throat, the audio didn't come out too smooth. But hey, there's always next time. Thank you for the feedback on the last video. I worked a tad bit more on the video for this one. Cheers and peace! https://youtu.be/qpxz39mwAvU
Hello, everyone. I'm finally making a post after quite a while. This time, it'll be slightly different. Let me know by whatever means what you think about it! Peace. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FM2-F1ZSaSs
Back in 2010, when my mother passed away due to cancer, I decided to start posting my poems and pieces online. Barely 5 percent of anything I wrote made it online, but that's still a lot. Read more about my Mom here.. I made a Facebook page, specifically for sharing what I wrote but then changed [...]
Today I complete my 5 years of being on this amazing platform. Can say without a doubt it's often been an only outlet for bottled up expressions, pain and frustrations! Cheers to anyone reading this. Peace. ✌
Alright, then. It's finally time. I've NEVER spoken about my Mom on a public platform or for that matter, I don't even talk about her with my friends or my family, because talking or even thinking about her feels worse than dying on being stabbed with the sharpest knife a one thousand and ninety-nine times [...]