Change - It starts with "You"

By Yumna Siddique. :)


We are all here to put our energies and gifts to work to improve, inspire, educate and change. Each one of us brings a unique ability to the challenge in our lives, in our jobs, in the lives of our friends, and in the lives of those around us. Choosing to do nothing in the face of what we deserve as “broken” is not using our abilities and skills as they were designed. 

Here to Stay..

By Maham Shahbaz:

So deep down somewhere
a place even I cant recognise
very unfamiliar and unknown
a darkness around it
pitch black and cold it is

When you came..

By Nihal Moiz:

When I was alone.. 

You were there when I felt alone, 

wondering that you are also gone,

screaming in fear I called to share,

No body heard and didn't even care,

I wandered in the dark streets,

Replay and The Kite Runner.

By Hameem:


For a long time, lack of intrest and time, i haven't managed to finish one single book. January's first week, my godfather sent me two books. They decorated my bookshelf till the third week on february. I was over headed reading novels which were senseless and plain. You already guess the endings and have a feeling like you wasted your time.

I began Replay of Ken Grimwood first. My godfather told me it was good and he told me the truth. It's a very deep novel about a man who's stuck in a time. In a 1963-1988 period. And he lives this part of his life a plenty of time. It's all about what he tried to build in his diffrent versions of life and it lost.

A Milad Ceremony!

Posted by Hameem.


The first sunday of holidays , mom annouced that we received an invitation for Milad and asked if we wanted to accomapany her. I said yes but later i regret.

First of all because i thought they would recite naats but we were asked before to recite sourat Yacine 72 times! And an old lady there kept saying to cover my head completely, though my hair ere cut short and my scarf was silky. Yes i agree, i wasn't well prepared but this madame was irritating me. Then her daughter, in the 20s called me "little " . I replied in my head: baby yourself ! I'm passed 20 too! Even if it wasn't far in time.

Where are You.

A poem by Amna Munir.

Looking your way for two years now..

When will you be back? I'm missing you bad.

And thought of you once being there is making me sad.

What did I do, I don't have a clue.

I'm feeling blue without you..

Asia Cup: Important for Pakistan

Written for Khelo Pakistan .


Asia Cup starts from the 11th March.  According to most people this tournament never gets the deserved status it should have and thats kind of true as its always organized at the wrong time. According to Geoffery Boycott no one cares about Asia Cup not even the Asian teams. But is that really true for every participating team.

No way back!

A poem by Maham Shahbaz

She sat alone on her bed and looked out...

She saw the world go on happily, while she was breaking apart 

she saw children play , while she played with her feelings 

she saw little girls dance , while she danced with her sorrow 

she saw a couple walk , while she left the one she loved

she saw ppl with a choice , while she had none

she saw happines all around from her castle of misery 

Inspiring Story of Converting to Islam.

Published in Daily Express by Javed Chaudhry in his column Zero Point.


If you want to understand what Islam is read the stories of the people who have converted to Islam just recently. They will tell you such angles of religion which you wont find in books. They are on such high level and will teach you many things which your religious leaders won't be able to.

I was fortunate enough to meet one such Muslim in Spain. He belonged to one of the European countries and before converting to Islam, was a guitarist associated with a famous musical band. He also had a degree in Music but after converting he had a beard now, left music and traveled around the world to study Islam. He told me the story of converting to Islam which was amazing.

Happy Birthday Shahid Afridi.

This article was written for and published in Express Tribune Pakistan and Teen Ink USA.

My first interaction with Shahid Afridi lasted a couple of seconds. It was just a shake of the hands with a big smile on his clean shaved face, and why not. It was 16th March 2004 to be exact. Pakistan had beaten India in the 2nd ODI of the Samsung Cup and Shahid Afridi who had been recalled in the team after a long gap had played a big part in victory by scoring 80(58) and also taking 2 wickets for 57 runs.

Shahid Afridi back then was all about Carefree-ness. You could see it in his behavior, the way he talked, the way he moved, the way he had a smile on his face. Back then Shahid Afridi was all about passion. You could see it in his bowling and you could see it in his batting and the way he fielded. Back then he was a Super Star. You could see the way crowd chanted his name and wanted him to hit a six every ball when he came out to bat, you could see all the banners with his name written, you could see the crowd going mad when he fielded near the boundary ropes. His bowling was a bonus in those days.

The Hajj as told by the British Museum.

A Post by Imogen Reed.


As participants in the hajj, Muslims are able to join in a journey to Mecca where they can practise one of the five pillars of their faith. It is both a spiritual and a physical journey, which is something that the British Museum, in London, has tried to capture in a much-acclaimed exhibition called Hajj: Journey to the Heart of Islam that has just celebrated a month since its opening and is open to visitors until mid April.

Audience
As non-Muslims are not permitted to undertake the Hajj, the Western world has always been fascinated by the mystery of this great Muslim tradition. The museum’s director, Neil MacGregor, says: ‘In