A Sleepy Serious Senseless Blog Post

Too sleepy to write anything but just feel like writing so if this article makes no sense to you, don't mind.

Forgive your .... Oh .. umm I forgot what I had to write here. This strange observation came in my mind and I thought I should write something about it, just got off my mind though.

So well, there is something I notice a lot in people. When you talk to someone initially, people show different kinds of responses. Some will talk to you so freely that you will think you both click, some will be so reserved that you will regret you started talking with them, some people will give you that feel they want to know you, some will give that feel they won't take you seriously.

A Chance was all it'd Take

Written By: Hayah Iqbal 

I don’t know what and why it happened. You say I’m the one to be blamed. But to whatever you think, here’s the return. I don’t know who your closest ones are. Neither have I teamed up with anyone. And after everything you are still placing the blame at me? That I withdrew? That ‘I’ walked away? Tell me how? How is it that I am the reason why WE collapsed? Tell me how more than a month long silence is justifiable.

Devils

 Written By: K. A.

It's funny how life treats you with such cruelty sometimes

It expects you to be brave but gives you no thread to hold on to

You freak out, you cry, you burn and you die from the inside at times

Because you know that even though you're surrounded by people still no one loves you.

It's funny how you die from the inside every single day

But you don't let the world know of this at all

You go through shit but still they say

You're not old enough to be on your own so when you're in trouble just give us a call.

They don't understand you, do they?

All they know is how to make it worse

They're your enemies they don't want your happiness to stay

They're pledged to evil they want to put you under a curse.

You're stronger than them

You're stronger than you think you are

Because you're nothing but a pure gem

And devils, that's what they are.

Waiting for the Sun

Written By:  Syeda Sumbul 

I am Marissa Clayton and today, I think I am ready to write about… this.

Its 5:22 am right now and I feel lost. I can’t bring myself to feel the same happiness and liveliness, I usually feel with every passing breath. It’s an awkward feeling. Just right now, I realize the value of a best friend, of someone whom you can talk to. I realize now. I am hurt, knowing that I don’t have a best friend, it sucks. Right now, I feel like, ‘I wish I had someone to share my feelings with’. I feel like, ‘I wish I had someone to tell that how lonely I feel at times’.

Visible Gaza vs Invisible Gaza.

 

Written By: Ayesha Yousuf

I don't know from where to start. Muslim World, is at stake. We are somewhere in the middle of Chaos, Anarchy and some real holy mess. One look around the corner and all you see is distress and tension engulfing us from everywhere, nevertheless, It's all because of us.

Out of all the problems, the one of collision course is that of Gaza Under Attack. We all know what's happening there but lemme share a story with you before I proceed to my actual point.

Bonds

As the time goes on, new people keep coming in your life and old ones maybe left behind.

Written By: Maham Arshad

There is this question which always keeps coming in my mind and that is ‘Why people change’? I thought a lot on this and then realized, it’s not the people who change. It’s their priorities which change.

A person sets his priorities while keeping his surroundings in mind. He makes friends accordingly, too. In the beginning, the people whom he thought would come out to be the best as friend may not always remain the best. Now, the question arises, “Why they don’t remain the best?”

Germany World Champions

Written By: Saad Shafqat

Month July, date 13th, destination Estadio Maracana, Brasil. The stage was set for the biggest match of the tournament. The Fifa World Cup 2014 finale. The clash was set to happen. It was Joachim Loew's Germans versus Sabella's Argentina. Germany who had been simply outstanding during the tournament were seeking for their 4th World Cup crown. On the other hand, Argentina were looking for their 2nd World Cup triumph.

Crowds of immaculate numbers turned up to see the biggest clash in World Cup. Being a South American nation, Argentina had the better crowd support. But this wasn't going to distract the Die manschaft from their task of seeking eternal glory. An estimated 1 billion viewership was observed. Staggering stat that.

Stupor

Written By Maryam Ahmad.

I am here to pen down my thoughts but blank, I might leave this page blank again. I am not sure what I was about to write down, I don’t know how I am going to weaved the thread of words.

I am haunted by unanticipated stupor tangled between day dreaming and reality, an uninvited mob gnawing me, nudging me quietly unnecessarily. Its just too difficult for me to give any name to it. I feel abashed enough not to understand the human within me. There is no sadness, no loneliness, its all gone , but an undefined gap.

I am lost in perpetuated realm of mess. I am loved I know and it feels so right but I am caged in oblivious. I have walked so far away from myself and let a ravenous live inside, breathing just beside the human inside my bones.

I have seen happiness and I have seen sadness and I have become a mixture of those misunderstood.

Adhoori Khwahish

Written By: Saniya Sultan

Koi shikwa gar ho tum ko, koi shikayat bhi ho hm sey
to bila jhijhak tum chahay keh diya karo
khami ho koi hm main, wo bhi btaya karo
dil dukhay ga hmara, ye parwa na kiya karo
hum par jo beetay hain wo din bhi beet jayen gay ik din,
hmari khamoshi ka ziada asar na liya karo
kon kon sa ashk gino gay, beh chuke han ab tak lakhon
is hisaab kitaab main khud ko, yun halkan na kiya kro
taman'na hai ik lahasil, khawish hai ik adhoori
kabhi to rota dekh k, dil jo'yi tm kiya karo.

The Blind, Deaf and Dumb

My soul is said to fly every night, 

When I sleep it leaves me, 

Astonishingly, I remain alive. 

I dream of falling. 

Of falling for a very long while. 

And sometimes of running, 

Toward the sunlight,

But my eyes can't open. 

I keep running like this on the track. 

My eyes cry and I am like blind.

Sometimes, I can not sleep. 

Does it mean that my soul can't fly ? 

Banned or punished ? 

Something like this? 

It can not assist the meeting of souls held above ? 

And what of when I am alone, and I start doubting? 

Why do I doubt about something I've cleared once for always?

Am I The Blind, The Deaf, The Dumb ? I fear.

By Ha-Meem Hussain, France. 

The Twitter Life

This can be a long boring post telling people how I started using twitter and about my time here but I will cut it short and come to the point. I had been resisting writing about Twitter since forever but then I just had to.

So this article is dedicated to everyone! Everyone I have talked to, you know me, I know you, you consider me your friend, I call you my friend, we don't even talk but follow each other, you have muted me or even blocked, we used to talk or you know me or even if you are reading this from a link on Twitter. 

Peace

Written By: Maham Furqan

 I wish it was here, I wish it was here
That, which the dove symbolizes
That, which the arsonist despises
That, which my country craves, peace.

Its a necessity of old, young and child
Its absence will make them wild.
It has to be achieved at any cost
Otherwise, everything would be lost.

This country is not for fighting
Its for a life full of bliss and rejoicing
Poor or rich, black or white
All deserve the right to a peaceful life

Don't ever pit your hand upon a knife
Or never do you clash your arms, pray, unite
War will be over, we can mend
Only if violence and conceit comes to an end

Oh, how i wish...
That life would become full of ease
That my country is the center of peace

Brazil vs Germany : Goals Galore at Belo Horizonte

Written By: Syed Saad Shafqat.

Semifinals time at the World Cup was upon us. Four of the best teams qualified to becoming one step closer to eternal glory. The semifinal lined up as Brazil faced Germany and Netherlands squared off against Argentina.

The stage was set for the first semi final at Belo Horizonte stadium in Brazil. Germany who have played some of the best football we've seen had their heads up high leading to this sumptous clash. While the Brazilian's although rocked by the loss of Neymar and Thiago Silva, wanted to be in the final more than any other team. Germany named a quite formidable side with Phillip Lahm leading the German Army. Luis Felipe Scolari chose David Luiz as his main man to lead Brazil in this mouth watering tie. Joachim Loew meant business as he named his best side for the clash, with the likes of Schweinsteiger, Khedira,  Kroos, Mueller, Ozil commanding the midfield. Neymar was replaced by the local boy Bernard, who had big boots to fill and Silva was replaced by Dante.

What would we do if all the Electronic devices stop working?

Written By: Zeyan Nadeem.

Have you ever thought what would we do if out of the blue all our electronic devices stop working? No way to communicate with each other, update what is happening, listen to music and so on. What would mankind do? Would we be able to survive without all our phones, which are like a need to us now? For most of the people around the world would take this as a punishment from God, but then there would be people like me, well maybe only me, who would think just maybe this is a good thing. I bet everyone would call me a lunatic for even thinking that but hey, maybe I am not wrong.

Just sit back and imagine how our lives would be if this actually happens. People use to live like this long time ago, so why can’t we? If we just put aside our love for all these devices and just think how bad are these things for us. They have made us sluggish. We sit around using a phone all day long, once we are done with it, we use our laptop, PCs, etc, and never take a break from all this. Even though knowing how bad this is for our health, we won’t stop using it. We would even prefer weak eyesight to use these gadgets.

The ill Fated ones

 Written By: Fatima Arshad

Here in Pakistan we seem to have no respect for non-Muslims in daily life nor for their rights as laid down by human rights or even Islam. Since we are the ‘Islamic Republic of Pakistan’ we Muslims think of ourselves as superior to our non-Muslim counterparts, forgetting that they are as much human as us.

I will not go on about us being spiritually dead, rather I will tell you of some prominent non-Muslims who stuck to their ‘Pakistani’ identity and made us proud.

When it comes to national service we see the services stand out of Jamshed Nusserwanji, the first mayor of Karachi. He turned Karachi from a fishing village to a well planned city and developed it economically and socially. Thus transforming a small, unimportant city into a metropolis and the cleanest city of the East. Nusserwanji, being a businessman, took immense interest in improving the business of the city, and paid great attention to its trade, commerce, insurance and banking sectors. Karachi soon caught the attention of visitors from all around the world.

The Internet Life

According to the Internet I am suffering from Internet addiction disorder (IAD) or problematic internet use (PIU) or compulsive internet use (CIU) or Internet overuse, or problematic computer use or pathological computer use or iDisorder. Wow, that’s some achievement! According to the internet again, there is no medicine or cure, the only thing can be done is in my hands and that is self control.

Accept it, using internet all day is a disorder and not an addiction as most of us think, or like to tell ourselves.

I used to believe using internet is my hobby, but you know hobby is something you do in your *leisure time for *pleasure , so it is safe to say that this ‘hobby’ isn't a hobby anymore, not for me.

There was a time when I used to buy one book every week, five magazines a month and read everyday whenever I had some free time but now I tell myself I will read online, even the newspapers. (Which I never do)

There was a time when I used to celebrate the events like Independence Day, Pakistan Day by decorating our home, buying flags and badges or going to the Air Force exhibition etc but now all I do is to worry about a good status update for such days.

There was a time when I used to share things with my friends but now I tweet my feelings.

There was a time when I used to go to the restaurants thinking and planning what to eat but now I worry about eating what will be worth instagraming.

There was a time when I used to visit my relatives to spend time with them and enjoying but now my visits depend on who has a Wi-Fi connection.

There was a time when I used to get ready and waited for others to get ready but now I have to take selfies so that I can upload later.

There was a time when I used to go out and play some kinda sport every evening, now I prefer playing online games and clearing one level of Candy crush makes my day.

WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE HERE? DO I EVEN REMEMBER WHAT MY HOBBIES ARE?

Cricket, the game I call my first and last love. Last time I played cricket was almost eight months ago.

Swimming, something that actually freshens me up. Last time I properly swam was almost one year ago.

Reading, that excited me so much. Last time I read a book properly was almost one year ago.

Writing, something actually relaxed me. Last time I wrote properly with feelings was almost six months ago.

I can’t do any of these things because I am busy using internet, every second day I will update a status, text my friends, or tweet about boredom, that I am getting bored, that I don’t have anything to do but still, all my day will be spent in front of a laptop or cell phone.

Time to spend my one life (Sudden realization: JUST ONE LIFE) the actual way it should be spent. Will I be able to? Haha.

P.S. ‘I’ here is for most of us people, pretty sure most of you can relate.