I read this somewhere and it struck the chords within me:
Ek muddat hui tum yaad na aaye
Aur tumhe bhool gaye hum aisa bhi nahi!
Don't know why today as it snowed when instead azure sky should've been there to shelter us...I felt inexplicable uncertainty and ambiguity in my heart...not the kinda I apprehended... Or not scary at all....(am not a visionary!).. But it stirred something in me..not that I experience usually....
Life doesn't go as we plan..don't we all know it,yet each time we plan...and of course Isnain knows about my whims...world tour etc etc...but as I say eventually everything connects we remember each other in all embodiments of madness or serious contemplation...we arrived from divergent portals and met at a junction which was much needed...may be to cheer each other for dreaming impossible.... And I realised that is a skill too..not all can dream amidst the reality of uncertainty.... And I believe knowing you got others who also think rather dream in alike manner is blessing in itself...and today am thankful for that....and in spite of such ambiguity there are some innate laws...uncertainty doesn't lasts long....you can cut the flowers but you can't keep the spring from coming...!
Low times...ecstatic moments....delightful chatter.. And a box of lovely memories...
Rest everything makes little sense...
We do not know much about each other as yet and nor do we need to know, given the fact that we love literature and that alone says a lot about who we are or where we wanna go.....
And hence the world of literature connects the minds and hearts to a world of fantasy and ambiguity where everything is made possible... And this is a blessing to know...
Feel blessed for this inexplicably sublime gift....
Overlooking the superficial surface realities and sanity of this material world...let's be thankful and deeply engrossed for this universe that we have created on our own wherein the galaxy needs no scientific laws to stand...only genial gestures and great dreams to bind the stars together in a realm of silence from where no one wants to return!
Maruj Ul Muntaha
Isnain Muzamil
Sania Muzamil
Areej Zaffar ;)
The art of procrastination... When we should be studying!
—Sana Shah
