Tuesday, October 14, 2025

Freedom ! A poem by Me



He  was weird he was strange 

Tried hard though couldn’t change 

His  stupid  habit  of  loving  all 

Without boundaries 

Without man made wall

Some people would look him down 

For many he was such a clown 

Always ready to give up his will

Just to make others feel chilled 

It would leave some people annoyed 

Some puzzled and some surprised 

How a such thing is even credible ?

Doesn’t he  wanted to be respectable ?

Doesn’t he have some cast or name ?

With everyone this man is the same !



Most imprisoned in chains so hefty 

Couldn’t imagine that he was free 

From the shackles of  discrimination 

Cradling in the lap of realisation 

Of being able to see beyond closed doors 

Governing everything underlying force 





Wednesday, October 8, 2025

A Sad Transition Of Places Where Common People Lived Differently

 Hello Beautiful Souls ♥️

Hope finding life interesting despite all odds around the world!

I often think about the days of innocence that I lived not long ago. I think it’s just hardly three decades ago when world was peaceful place as compared to today. I mean don’t you feel that certain desperation , ruthlessness and selfishness have been rapidly growing recently?

I know that world was never a utopian place ever since it’s been created. But things were not that bad,specially before the arrival of media and internet. Like everything is made in pair knowledge comes with price  of depression,anxiety and constant stress over what is happening and what can happen next . When look carefully it seems so obvious that few power seeking individuals are pushing the world to the edge of destruction!


Anyway I was thinking about days of innocence. Actually hubby and me watch an interview show regularly,one episode daily while having our morning tea.  The guest actor was answering why new movies are not being made in Pakistan anymore. Specially when our country had fair and very successful history of creating beautiful and great movies rich in cultural flavours and moral values.The golden age of Pakistani movies is considered from 1960 to 1980. The guest replied that the downfall of success ratio accrued when basic way of entertainment available to the masses was snatched away by capitalism. The old cinema building were demolished or converted into something else. Those cinemas were easier and cheapest source for the public to escape the physical and mental hurdles of reality struggles . The new movie theatre were built in the other highly maintained locations called cineplex situated in shopping malls. Such places are great attractions for rich to show off but are simply beyond the approach of common people specially the labourers and those working on daily wages.  This was heartbreaking change for those who were deeply attached to this mode of entertainment since years . This shift hurt the self confidence and self esteem of a common man. He felt that he was unable to provide his family a simple way of pleasure and enjoyment!

Today only some can take advantage of cineplexes that are few and in big cities only. Filmmakers spend so much on making and marketing but loosing main audience is stopping them from making new movies.

Hubby and me have talked on this topic many times before,  specially when we go to cinema in Islamabad and watch movie. It makes me feel sad because I remember that not much longtime ago I also once was among those people who would enjoyed going cheap cinema on regular basis for long. Yes as I mentioned many times that I belonged to lower middle class family but luckily my parents and hubby’s as well fond of cinema. Both families were neighbours for few years . I was little girl then ,according to hubby less than six maybe. My parents and his parents both loved watching films. And because it was only way to enjoy after hectic day so it was a regular routine after dinner to watch movie together .Even this  small city had three cinemas can you believe. Our families would repeat the movie if all three movies in different places were watched. These are the memories told by hubby. When we moved to our native village my parents visited hubby’s family once or twice a year. So in my memory chest I too have very shiny pearls when we would stay here for a month or two during summer holidays ( my mom hated increasing heat afterwards but she said back then heat was bearable so she wouldn’t mind to stay for a while) 

We would spend days in playing with girl cousins but evenings would bring lots of vibration of family get together and outing adventure of movie watch. We children feel so excited about our coming adventure. Elders would get busy in choosing what to wear.Dinner was made and served before 8pm and everybody was dressed up and ready to go for theatre.That  joy and excitement was something so priceless I miss today. It makes me think how important is being carefree attitude in life and having days of innocence when our minds were pure and quiet,no noise of worries or unrest in emotions because thousands of crazy things to deal with.

I wonder if you all or few friends have witnessed similar or any other kind of such sad  transition ?

Thanks for bearing with me dear friends 🥰🙏

Health Peace and Happiness to you all and to all you love 🥰♥️🙏




Friday, October 3, 2025

Non perfectionist

Today the morning  was pleasant but as sun grew up weather felt hot. Despite it’s raining here and there little bit our October is warm ☹️

After morning chores in the kitchen and reciting for an hour hubby and me took our morning tea. Then hubby left for groceries and I went to kitchen.  I had to make dough prepared for lunch time so I picked up the big pan ,pour the wheat flour in it without straining ( I don’t use strainer to keep the fiber saved .I started to  make  dough , and then I left it in the middle undone( I learned accidentally long ago that this way dough is made more soft and flexible),covered the dough pan and  turned towards the sink where freshly spoiled cups and tea pot were waiting to be washed. I started to wash them and suddenly I felt a smile inside my heart. I realised that I was never perfectionist in this business of dish washing ☺️  Actually while washing my aunt ( mom’s sister)and one of my sisters in law (hubby’s brother’s wife ) came into my mind . Both were considered best in keeping the dishes not just neat but very shiny . My aunt was kind of mad about keeping dishes untouched once they were washed by her . I would visit her once or twice a day when I was little till my mid teens ( she died before I was sixteen in childbirth) . I would see how she would rub her dishes intensely and will hide them away so no one can use them. She would do so when kids are around whether her own or visitors. Once they would leave she would take out and place them on their proper place. If any kid would come and try to grab the bowl to have water aunt would shout and run to stop. That would make me laugh always. Basically I wouldn’t understand why she was so obsessed with keeping dishes cleaned. And secondly I hadn’t seen my mom or other aunts doing so. 

After my marriage I observed same thing in one of my sisters in law . She seemed more concerned about dishes actually. She would rub them so hard that her cooking pots and dishes would get shrunk and holes soon. When she would visit me and ask me to rub dishes harder I would reply that I don’t think it’s necessary because I have cleaned them as much they were needed to be cleaned. I could feel she would not look happy about it. 

She surly thought how non perfectionist I was 😬 

So when it comes to dish washing I wash them until I find they are cleaned totally and that’s it . I don’t want to waste my energy and time on something which is not important to me. 

I don’t feel guilty for it but I wonder what you my wise friends think or say about it. Have you noticed someone with such extreme habit to do something?

Thank you for bearing with me in my simple world precious people 🥰🙏

God Bless You All !🙏♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️💕🥰

Tuesday, September 30, 2025

Some Beautiful Quotes

























Thank you for bearing with me dear friends, I had a busy week so couldn’t think of topic to write about. Sharing some beautiful thoughts from sublime minds who inspired the world 🥰

God bless you all and to all you love 🥰🙏♥️


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