Farz karo hum ahle wafa hon

This is one of my most favorite poems, i simply love it...I love to read and re-read it that's why i am posting it on my blog so that i don't need to search the net whenever i feel like reading this gem piece by Ibn-e-Insha.


Farz karo hum ahle wafa hon, farz karo deewanay hoon
Farz karo yeh dono batein jhootee hoon afsanay hoon

Farz karo yeh jee ki bipta, jee say jorh sunai ho
Farz karo abhi or ho itni, aadhi hum nay chupai ho

Farz karo tumhain khush kernay kay dhoondhay humnay bahany hoon
Farz karo yeh nain tumharay such much kay maykhanay hoon

Farz karo yeh rog ho jhoota, jhooti peet hamari ho
Farz karo is peet kay rog main sans bhi hum per bhari ho

Farz karo yeh jog bajog ka hum nay dhong rachaya ho
Farz karo bus yahi haqeeqat baqi sub kuch maya ho
_______ Ibnay Inshah______

source: http://www.paklinks.com/gs/intikhaab/31563-farz-karo-hum-ahly-wafa-hoon.html

baat shru hoi thi...

baat shru hoi thi
magar agey nahi barhi

maine jo kaha wo logo k shor mai
gum hogaya hawa k zor main
khizan k patton k sath
meray lafz bhi bikhar gaye
ehsaas ko zuban nai mili
khayal ko roshni nai mili
bhataktey rhe gardishon mai
chiragh benoor hogaye
andheray dastoor hogaye
mai hawaon mai urna chahti thi
jab urran bhari tu maloom huwa
meray pankh nazr-e-fatoor hogaye
waqt ki dor k sath bandhe hain
hum bhi tum bhi aur zamana bhi
kuch baatain ankahi reh jati hain
kuch gilay ansune reh jate hain
waqt agey barh jata hai
aur hum waheen kharey reh jate hain
gar peeche mur k dekhain tu
pathar k butt reh jate hain

baat shru hoi thi
magar agey nahi barhi

Ballet Dance at Al-Hamra Mall Dubai

During my recent trip to Dubai, I, my sister and her two cute kids went to a newly inaugurated Al-Hamra mall for shopping. It was a nicely decorated mall with all the spices to entertain people like having a colorful fountain, a lavish chandelier, free henna for girls, branded shops etc etc. suddenly I saw a pretty young Philippine lady going by, wearing an unusual dress with some shimmering golden flairs over her mini skirt, quite unique cuts and a strange multi colored necklace, and weird makeover of course she was too pretty but the dress looked quite odd on her and I thought either she is going to or coming from a fancy dress show.
When we had enough shopping dose then we decided to eat something and went to the food area and ordered some junk food.

All of a sudden, we heard roaring sounds of drums and other musical instruments, my niece went blue with terror and got glued with my sister, suddenly we saw a couple of ballet dancers coming to the food area, the pretty girl whom I saw just a while ago was also one of them and then I understood that she was wearing her costume and was not a part of any fancy dress show, she was actually doing her job. The dancers danced for five to six minutes around the entire area waving at people, giving smiling poses to those who were capturing pictures and then they went away and the roaring music gradually faded away.

It was a cool experience for me but I am sure it was nothing nice for my little niece as she had to eat all her lunches and dinners for the rest of the days properly otherwise she was threatened by my sister that she’ll be again taken to that mall where she’ll be left with those drummers :D which was not at all a good idea for her.

Meray Malik !!

This poem is dedicated to my dear Allah mian, these are just my tiny miny thoughts sharing with everybody around and ofcourse with My Lord...


Meri musafatoon ko shumar karna
Jab bhi meri zeest ka hisab karna

Maine mana kuch kotahi thi meri
Tu galtion k sehra ko apni rehmat se sairab karna

Jab kabi dunya ki piyas k kantay lah-0-lohan kardain
Tu apni shifa se meray ghar ki khizan ko gulaab karna

Mai hi kia,teri maslihatun par tu ek alam hairan hai
kabi palak jhapaktay qais ko faqeer karna aur kabi gadagar ko nawab karna

sheh rag mai rehne waley, tj se tamam hal kaha hai
meray safar ki kahani ko na zaban zad aam karna

Mai thak jaon,agar na chal sakon in raston par tu
faqat apne khayal ko meray dost ehbab karna

Meray malik jab bhi meri zeest ka hisab karna...