You only live once, make the most of it!
Some years ago Eidul Azha or Bakra Eid, as it is commonly referred to, used to be a simple affair. A designated person would purchase the goats/cows for their family and the qasab/kasai would slaughter the animals and remind us of the great sacrifice taken by Prophet Ibrahim (peace be upon him) to show his devotion…
When my lips are sealed, my eyes blindfolded and my ears stuffed with cotton—memories would still be mine. In the window of my mind, I will see green, hear laughter and carry conversations on beauty and on goodness.How long, you ask, how long? I wonder too. Yet, I need to preserve. Everyday when I leave…
Three days ago I was standing in line at my bank before the teller when he decided to take a little longer than he normally does. As I stood there waiting, a hand suddenly appeared from over my shoulder tapping the glass and telling him to hurry up, no response from the teller turned into…
We are all in a frenzy. Stories from our parents of trust and security seem to come from a land of fairy tales. Much like Aladdin, the Genie and Princess Jasmine, it seems the honest shopkeeper who would return the money if you miscounted and the by stander who would willingly keep an eye on…
Us ki qandeel ke noor tale Lehron pe jhoomte huaye Momin jiye ja rahe hain Halki halki moseeqi me Baton ke pahar banate Thori see piye ja ra hen aur woh un ka rab is soch me hay Ke me ne kis mitte se inhe bana dia Farishton ko in ke samne jhuka dia Ye…