24 August 2016

She said Thank you…for caring…she appreciated me…and she said me don’t be sorry…if the thought of failure haunts you…because you tried…
And she said…I think its a very brave thing to love someone
I wish and I pray for her betterness…Everyday she’s in my prayers.
At the end – I asked her if she had any complains from her buddy?
To which she said to me :-
” Fuck you….. for leaving me ”
She has got so much potential….I just wish she doesn’t waste herself and her life gets better with time

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The miracle I believed in…and which came true!

” Dear my Jaan e mun,

By the moment you start reading this I hope you are already sitting comfortably on the passenger seat of your flight back to your hometown, Islamabad, Pakistan. Remember the night you told me you had doubts about flying to Indonesia and that you were struggling with the fear towards all the shitty unexpected things that awaited for you there? Well, this time, I want you to feel all convenient and relaxed that you’re finally heading back to where you’re from, while you are slowly opening this huge jar filled by a bunch of things that’s about to take your emotions towards the up and down roller coaster kind of experience. Don’t fear it, just enjoy it.

How about we start off by reminiscing a bit about the memories of day 1 where we met for the first time at the Soekarno-Hatta international airport. You were all grumpy because, shit, this supposely translator of yours didn’t come pick you up on time. She made you wait for an hour or so. I mean look at you, wearing kurta and jeans, tall dude with thick beard, looking all charming, indicating that he’s a decent, powerful, well-educated man from Pakistan whose level is so much higher than supposely the rest of the people who participated in this project.  Screw that bitch, for making the precious time of this young vain man go to waste, right? Oh well. The first day in this fucking depressingly humid country didn’t go to well I suppose. I tried to take you out that night to enjoy some indonesian street food for the first time and you were basically looking all cold, tired and not very interested in anything at all, not even my presence there as your buddy. I thought, okay, he’s not quite like the guy I was texting with before his arrival.. but maybe he’s just tired due to the long boring exhausting flight? Maybe he’d be a lot nicer after some decent rest? And damn, okay he doesn’t want to be touched by the opposite gender, how are we both gonna work together for the next 6 weeks? What if I accidentally touch him at one point, shit, it’d be super awkward. Is he like gonna hate me or something for that? Alright snap out of it Claire, don’t overthink, it’s gonna be fine. I kept telling myself that regarding the first impression of yours.

But hey remember that one night where we had an actual “talk” for the first time at the front porch? When I was just starting to open up a bit about myself and kinda starting to let you in. I was really surprised about how different you were compared to that day 1 full of grumpiness. This time, you were such a great and genuine listener, with your curious eyes occassionally staring deeply into mine, as if they stated something like “I’d like to know a deeper part of yourself that nobody has ever discovered before”.

I could just tell that the warmth vibe you had with you that night is the exact same vibe of the guy’s I was texting with earlier before his arrival here in Indonesia. Finally he’s here. I was strangely relived and happy, and I knew for sure what you said was gonna be true “I get the feeling like we’re gonna be good friends”.

And look at us now, I love you so much my precious Pakistani friend.

More days have beent spent here in Jakarta, by us, you and me, together. The more we discovered new things about each other, the more I like you. I am amazed by your strong faith towards yourself and commitment, for you are very eager and capable at convincing others to have some faith in themselves as well – how you convinced me about how much potential I got and that I should never let it go to waste. Nobody has ever believed in me this much I think, in such a way you always reminded me every single day that I should not overthink abut the mistakes and weird shits I had done in the past, cause every morning when I wake up I always have the chance to change into a better vesion of me anyway.

The magical thing is that you reminded me a lot about a part of me back in the past, the old caring, happy, sincere, optimistic, full of positivity Claire. The girl that had been long long gone. But you see.. the more time I spent with you, the more pieces of that old me started coming back gradually without me realizing it. I want you to know that what you’ve done is amazingly noble.  It’s not an easy thing to do to see through such a hidden potential in a very damaged person like you did to me – to succeed at bringing that old pieces back again. I have always wondered where did that happy little girl go, I have always missed her from time to time and now I can see a bit reflection of hers again when I take a look at the mirror.  It’s very heart-warming and that’s all because of you. I’d like to thank you for that.

You once told me what your main personal goal for coming to Indonesia is. I mean I believe that everything is possible, however at that very moment I had a doubt that you would be able to succeed at realizing it, I have always had the doubts from time to time these past 6 weeks, but look at me now, I am still trying, I will never give up at improving myself like you’d want me to. All the things you have taught me, I will always cherish it and do my best at applying them all in my daily basis. Sweetheart, you did bring such a significant influence on me. And I’m deeply grateful for that.

Damn, I’m going to miss all your nangging. All the “Tell me something interesting”,  “Talk to me”, “Say something”, “Tell me something cool”. I’m gonna miss you telling me to reduce smoking, drinking, messing around and do more praying and taking a better care of myself. Also the “Don’t forget to pray and listen to some ayatul kursi”. The “You have a choice in life. Consider something and see the greater good behind your decision”. I’m gonna miss laying my head down your shoulder and lap, and have your big hands and long fingers stroke my head and run through my hair gently. I’m gonna miss holding your hand and experience this emotion where I mumbled to myself “This feels so right” every single time I had your fingers wrapped around mine.

Remember that day when we were sitting on the swings at RPTRA playground? I kept asking you to say something nice about me and that I was gonna record it, and then these kids just surrounded us wanting to take a picture and blubbering stuff like “He’s handsome, she’s beautiful. You both would make a great couple”, and we were like staring at each other “Oh kids, you have no idea”.  And the fact that you keep telling me not to scratch myself when I struggle with itchiness due to the mosquito bites. When you decided to shave your precious beard for the sake of me cutting my nails so I wouldn’t leave marks again on my skin when I scratch hard. Oh and that first kiss we had at the OC’s room where rasyiqa was sitting across the room feeling all miserable because we were just too lovey dovey around her. That moment when bruce walked in the room while we were spooning on your bed, he then awkwardly shouted “OH SORRY, SORRY!!” and left right away. We just laughed our asses off. Every single time you went to get me a glass of water either when I asked for it ot not. Our first date at the restaurant next door, you bought me a pack of cigs and in return you’d want me to pray somewhere that week. I will never forget the rainy afternoon where we were sitting at the back porch the day before you left, we were overwhelmed by too much emotions that we both filled the moment with silly laughter and miserable tears.

I will fucking cherish all of these memories forever. I am so grateful I made the decision to stay over that last night, so I could fall asleep in your arms one more time and wake up to your face again in the morning. Kissing each other in the middle of our sleepy states. I’m gonna miss all of those gentle, rough, passionate kisses, warm hugs, comforting cuddles and tight embraces of yours. I will never forget that last time I kissed you in the cold blue drizzling evening too. Please do embrace all these memories in your heart and mind despite the fact that our physical distance would be growing so much larger now.

Thanks a lot for the lovely bed sheets, and every stuff you have given to me. I will always remember your scent everytime I sleep in them every night.

One day you bump into someone, a simple “hello” is said, and the next thing you see is a bridge which starts to be constructed between the two of you. For some inexplicable reason you’d feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else, as the time goes by you may even feel like you’re closer to them compared to your own family. Perhaps because this person carries an angel within’ them, whom god has sent to you for some particular purpose – it’s either to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you gotta do is trust them. Even if they might come hand in hand with packs full of gory hardships and sufferings besides the pleasures and bliss. After all, the reason for their presence will become perspicuous in due time.
Though here is a word of warning: You may grow to love this person but remember that they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this mission is fulfilled, the “hello” will be then replaced by “goodbye” and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.

Frankly, to me letting people in and trusting them is quite a challenging thing to do. Life has taught me to be skeptical about everyone’s intentions, for there might be a gazillion unexpected motives behind their actions. Once that person has gained the whole trust from you, sooner or later you’d get to this point where you’ll be changed a little during the process as they walk out of the door – they would also take away parts of your willingness to let other people in, along with the parts of the trust you have for yourself. Those intangible things will never come back. At least that’s how it happens, from what I read. And I suppose that’s what kinda makes some people traumatized in experiencing this phase all over again. Not to mention that it’d hurt like a bitch when they rob those things away from your soul for the first time. Witnessing somebody who means the world to you leaving is one of the worst feelings ever. Promises are breaking. It’s basically the constant cycle that happens to everyone in this life. I know at some point it sucks. But then again, it’s the idea that everything happens for a reason – all over again.

So, if we’re now currently in the phase where the “Hello” is being replaced by the “Goodbye”, or perhaps “See you later”?

I’d like you to know that  meeting you was definitely one the best things that has ever occurred to me – That’s just an absolute truth.

We built ourselves a very tough bridge as we grew up together throughout the 6 weeks. You kinda gave me “forever” through the numbered days. It wasn’t a very long run but I’ve got to admit that we had a good one – Now we’re kinda growing physically apart yeah that sucks, but who knows we might get another shot again some other time?

But It’s true that you happened to me for a reason. You taught me valuable things through all the hardships, struggles of the deep talks we’ve been into. You let me learn my lessons. This time I’m not gonna let myself drown, you made me realize that nobody could save me but my ownself. You’re the nutrient I needed for being the cocoon I was emerging from. For a long time, I had forgotten how it feels like to be this much contect and enough, until I met you. No this is true, this isn’t just a sweet talkey-walkey stuff even though it might sound like it is. Honey, you really are a great friend, brother, and lover anyone could ever ask for. You were like that fictional character I had been dreaming of my entire life. You made me believe in the things that were far beyond my imagination. You made me believe it again that I’m worthy enough to be loved and appreciated and that’s rare. And at least I’m no longer that girl who feels like she was born into the world just to taste the never ending defeat. I was pretty sure nobody would ever be able to do that but you broke the limit. It’s amazing that you’ve got it all, a vision from a pair of hearfelt eyes which were able to dive so deep through into the soul of mine. That’s all what it takes, to discover the forgotten beauty which has always been lingering in me all this time, a little dim light which had never been noticed by any eyesight in a long time – not even mine – but those sincere eyes of yours. To be brief, You’re a dream came true. Well I can only hope you feel the same way about me too.

And no, I don’t think the angel leaves your body as I’m watching your shadow fading away from my sight. You’re still that wingless angel whom god has sent to me. For the sake of heaven’s, god, you’re precious.

So as our journey together is coming to an end this time, I wish you enough still – enough happiness to keep your spirit alive, enough sun to keep your attitude bright, enough rain to appreciate the sun more, enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger, enough gain to satisfy your wanting, and enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. Please do keep doing what you’ve been doing, giving a significant impact on others, making the world a better place.

So here it goes again, I want you to always remember that you have changed me for the better. Your dedication, affection, love, time, attention, and perspectives towards world have taught me things that I will never receive from anybody in this universe. What I have with you, I will never have it with anybody else. It’s officially a once-life time experience and I’m thankful for the oppurtunity to experience this all with you. I bet you know I’m the type who mumbles during any progress. But I don’t want to stop growing. Thank you for helping me to grow, thank you for everything.

I’m sending you a blissful pray filled by so much love from a thousand miles away here in Tangerang, Indonesia.

See you again, Jaan e mun.

Love and kisses,
Claire.

31st of August 2016. “

Mona Sax and Max Payne

In a room full of art,I’d still stare at her-for she was the lovely Mona Sax and I…I was the notorious Don Dada of Sin City Max Payne…The kind of guy with the combination of paisley ties with a hot mug of coffee…no…the combination of meethi rotees with garma garam chaii…She was the kind of person who would make butterflies tingle my stomach…Facial expressions with her curvy imperfections…yeah!lovely…but the way her eyes were the windows of her soul,that shivved my heart everytime I looked through them.
The way she smiled…IDK…her smile had the effect of turning my face into smiling and the way she frolicked her hair…That felt like a refreshing crystal lattice of honeycomb structures
Her confidence was the key factor in me heeding my attention towards her and her accent….Boyyy!!!That accent was DOPE AF! *_*
I once asked her what her star was and she replied “Cancerian”
I read somewhere off the internet(although how much absurd it seems…Well!Horoscopes ARE ABSURD <(“) Beneath the hard layers of a Cancerian Crab,are just raw innocent emotions.
Looking at her chronic ravishing figure…At times one could see a dull facade of emotions artfully hidden in her painful smile
Like a trophy…ofc she had many admirers and me…IDK…at times God gives you the gift of curse to get to know a person simply because you like that person…without any malecious intentions-Just a pure heart longing for the secrets of the other soul.
Weird right <(“)
Just like the fantasy of super hit neonoir hit game “Max Payne” We’re always uncertain of the destiny of Mona Sax and Max Payne…..Me…I feel destiny has a stock of more adventures of me and her in a favourable twist of fate   B-)
Anyways…As I tilt my head sideways to the window gap surrounded by curtains…I can see rain occuring with periodic thunder sounds from time to time.While listening to Timbaland’s hit album “Shock Value II ” I guess….Time to post a new blog post
RAZA SOHAIL

New Horizons…

Heyyy….Its me…(Your favorite guy after Deadpool)….Supp everyone?Been a long time-no see….I just had a semester break and enjoying my 1 week holidays…A lot has changed…

Engineering is fo sho to be a pain in the arse-but hey….That’s life….DEAL WITH IT!

Also,I am…you know…transforming myself…I just developed the habit of analyzing myself…ya know my pros and cons stuff…how I can be a more dynamic-skilfull and overall better person than I was yesterday….and I must say…so far-so good

There was this carnival at a college and I told my seniors I could become a hosting DJ…It was like…creating a vivid ambience in the atmosphere with a mic-with people coming to me for song dedication…BMW’s BurnOut Donuts-Flood lights and smokes….lighting up the awe….That was beautiful….(kinda like Tomorrowland stuff B-)

And ofc…how could I forget this incident…where…at the time on the stage…all the people were making chicken noises…like Puk-Puk-Puk…IDK what I was thinkin…Outaa nowhere…I just lifted the mic and this line just came in the mind….

“THERE ARE TOO MANY (DAMN) COCKS ON THE DANCE FLOOR”

That was epic!

Now even my seniors are chill with me…My social circle has increased dramatically…

Also….I’m working on my personality development…you know like…dissolving my own ego-understanding other people’s reactions and problems-basically…being mature…This is helping alot in my relationships….

and heyyy…I almost forgot…SHE…ofc the girl I fancy 😉 …..She came back…IDK…Just outta nowhere….(I guess miracles do happen)…not a relationship basically…I mean…we’re both too stubborn for that…but hey…I’m lucky enough to be her friend…cuz she’s above average mind…and that is the reason I fall for her everytime….Aw well…lets hope best for the future(A’ight…That’s enough Romantic BS -_- )

I feel…sitting on my sofa-typing this blog-staring at the heater infront of me and gazing at that hot chick neighbour across from my Drawing Room Window Glass(Shit…I guess she went down from the roof…Nevermind…she’ll come back in the evening :D)…

Oh….So I was saying… umm…analyzing my depressive mood swings from time to time and definitely happy moments of life…such as right now…I feel…I could be so much more…you know..the best in everything-excelling everything….Infinite possibilites…I’ve the mindset…I know…I just need to do the hard work…

As I eat my Knorr 2 minute noodles…I reach upon a conclusion that each and everyone of us is Awesome…We just have to realize that.When we realize we’re awesome…wonderful things happen to us because only then…we give our best

I know I’m awesome….but I also know I can be more…

regards,

RAZA SOHAIL

We Live in a World of Worlds….

Okay…Its Friday night…8 o’clock-I’m sick…coughing like a Panda-shivering with cold-Earphones plugged in to “Poets of the Fall -Carnival of Rust and Roses(BOTH SONGS…on continuous repetition” and DUDE…my throat hurts like a *******.

Also,I noticed I haven’t written anything in a while…so I thought…how about the next blog post B-)

*IN THE MEANWHILE-I JUST HAD CHICKEN YAKHNI FOR DINNER.(THAT’S A TRADITIONAL PAKISTANI DISH…ITS AN EFFECTIVE FOOD MEDICINE FOR A SOUR THROAT B-)

Okay…back to the post…here comes my flow of thoughts:-

When I was a small child…my world was my teddy bear…As I grew…I shifted my interest to Pokemon cards…I grew once more…My world became Facebook,WWE and Engineering…In high school…I lived in a world of competition…it was a world in which we had to obtain maximum marks so we could get on merit on the prestigious colleges of the country…At the time of my entry test…I saw a new world….A world of pressure and prayers…

Right now…In my college life…I see a world of race…People trying there best to have more GPA than their classmates

(Since my college is in my city.I go from my home)…In the morning…At about 6:30am…when I leave my home…Its usually cold these days.I see a world of unwilling school going children “MOMMY!!!I DON’T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TODAY”…and their eager mommies persuading them-packing their lunches and dropping them in school vans “.

As I walk,I often see a cab driver-with windows closed…With a deep look.He must be in his own world thinking about how to get a good fare of the day and feeding his family…That’s his world

As I cross a bridge over a railway track…I see on the far east…Sun playing hide and seek over the peaks of Himalayas…I say to myself “That’s another world”…

I cross further ahead…and see my colony’s famous shop who serves “Halwa Poori” as breakfast.I see the helpers of the shop frying fresh pooris and spreading aroma of that delicacy hoping to attract early customers…That’s another world

Then I get on the bus…O hey…Welcome to the world of diverse worlds…I see some dudes absorbed in their thoughts by ear phones plugged in while some are absorbed in their own dimensions cramming for an early quiz.Some are joking about everyday life and some are debating over the philosophy of life…See…a world inside worlds ^_^

When we reach college…….

I see a world of cream of the nation busying themselves day and night in studying…and trying to prove themselves to the world…(WELCOME TO THE NERD WORLD)

When I see the hot chicks of my institution…I sense a world of despos around me,imagining themselves holding those girls’ phone numbers

When I go to a hotel to attend a marriage…I see a world of awaiting eyes,anxious relatives,waiters bringing tasty foods to the trays,The bride and groom trying to stay calm and ofcourse, prettier girls who dressed really nice to make others notice of their presence 😉 That’s another world

When I go to a hospital,I see a world of sincere prayers,ailing people with wailing health…Waiting for a doctor and miracles

When I see a dead body going to a graveyard…I see a world of sorrows,of griefs and of a sad reality

When I go over to a cinema or a park…I see a world of people who are stressed out from 5 day work and just want to relax and get chilled in that time…

I switch on my TV,switch to WWE and see wreslters fighting for a world fame and ratings…

I switch over to news and see a world of politicians defaming others in a world of superiority.

I open up my Facebook and see everyone absorbed in their own worlds

I see besties taking selfies in their own world

I see couple of my older friends being overjoyed from their first month salary in their own world

Sometimes I wonder…How would be the world up above the snowy Tibet peaks where the monks live

How would be the pressurized life of Silicon Valley where all the tech is formed?

The deep African Jungles where the people like Tarzen live(like the Amazulu tribes in novel “King Solomon’s Mines”

How would be the world of The Serene-The magnificent Bermuda Triangle,

The famous PlayBoy Mansion,

and the Casinos of Las Vegas…

With that thoughts….I hit on the publish button…and behold…you just read my freshest blog post B-)

RAZA SOHAIL

The Blood,The Vow & The GodFather…

(NOTE: I don’t know if you’ll like this post of mine-These are just random feelings)

You know…I was watching The Godfather series recently…That’s an epic biography…It brings you tears of joy in your eyes and smiles of unhappiness across your face…I particularly loved this quote of the film

“Never hate your enemies-It clouds your judgement”…

I was lying on the sofa-scrolling my mobile.I saw a screenshot of someone.Lets call that person “Stupid”(Nice nickname…huh.Yeah well!She’s a nice person!No Doubt)…Apparently she had a point about a person who didn’t acknowledge feelings(true feelings you can say) for another person…and she(STUPID) was infact feeling sorry for that person.

Ask me!I feel sorry for that person too…I mean seriously…That guy…you can say that guy wasted himself feeding on the thoughts of ‘her’…-To her she was a complete ”soulmate” …Her way of thinking-He fell in love with the way she talked…and as they say “Love is Blind”…I think love is mad too.That guy would just sit sometimes and just think about her laugh-He literally dreamt of her…He thought his future was with her…Hell!He even reached an ultimate form of madness.He even tried to sacrifice his future by wasting one of his educational golden years by going to a college he thought in which “she” was coming….but she never came.She was never of the sort.

You can say that maybe…she did a little injustice.She rejected true feelings-A gift which is wondered by many and endowed to few…but she made her choice.

IF YOU ASK MY OPINION…I THINK THAT BOY SHOULD “ADAPT”…He should watch the movie “The Godfather” and learn the art of adaptness…(Michael Corleone was just an innocent kid-He hated his father’s gangster life.He just wanted a happy normal life-marry his girlfriend…He wanted to enjoy his life like a fairytale

But NO…Fate had something else planned for him…When his older brother Sunny was killed,his father sent him to Sicily.

After a series of unfortunate mishaps with him…he had a complete change of character….Once the dreamy eyed lad who had a lucid ambition of a fairytale life…Now, had a clear vision of reality….After he skilfully defeats his crime family’s opponents…He then becomes to be known as “DON MICHAEL CORLEONE”….My point is towards the character transformation.One half of the movie=Just a simple innocent lad-The next half=A Proper handler of the Italian Mafia)

My point is towards that character transformation. Rumi once said “Do not feel lonely-The entire universe is inside you”

If that person is reading my blog…Here’s my suggestion…Adapt yourself.Forget about her.Don’t think about revenge.Its not worth it.The best revenge you could think of…is walk away……

You’ll surely find someone who’ll bring a charm in your life in a way you’ll wonder why it never worked out with anyone else

However…Do make yourself a vow……(That’s just a brotherly advice)…

A vow that what has happened…has happened.No use crying over spilt milk.A vow that you’ll study hard and make your parents proud.

A vow that you’ll show everyone around you…that you could have a great career ahead

A vow that you’ll find and marry a girl 100x times better than the one who isn’t with you…

A vow that you’ll have a “house” and a “home” together…Loving family-great career…A total all rounder of life….

A vow…..that after 10-20 years…The girl that isn’t with you…for once,lets say…. meets you in life….or happens to stalk you…She would get jealous….She would actually feel bad…that WHY WHY WHY….WHY DID I LET GO OF YOU?I WISH I COULD’VE UNDERSTOOD THE PAIN THAT YOU WENT THROUGH(These are not hate statements!NO!THAT PERSON STILL RESPECTS “HER”.ITS JUST…SHE MADE A DIFFERENT CHOICE OF LIFE)…….

Make your vow like how “Billy” in the movie “Predator 1978) makes…when he sees the Predator.(He makes a blood oath by making a cut to his heart when he sees The Predator)

Make your vow like the “Red Dragon”…Like how Ralph Fiennes proudly shows his tattoo transformation of a coiled Red Dragon across his body

And most importantly…Make your vow like “The Godfather”…Like Michael Corleone,who understood that life is never how you expect it to turn.I mean seriously…That fluffy hair kid who hated violence-who would just sit sometimes…and smile…Thinking “Life is Beautiful”…but once…His life reached a critical point.He changed…The warm smile transformed into a smirk of a cold hearted bastard with a strong Omerta and even stronger “Cosa Nostra”

And even his enemies admired him

As Michael Scofield of famous “Prison Break” says :

“Be the change you want to see in the world”

So yeah….Good things will come.Just work hard and be patient…and most importantly always remember:-

“Never hate your enemies.It clouds your judgement”

and that “Every Cloud has a silver Lining”

RAZA SOHAIL

The Sculpture and the Tear…

The rain was making the leaves rustle.The wooden house rocked on the hill as the thunder roared and the river gushed with its full might,indicating signs of a hilly area flood.

The professor (which reminded me of character “Sketch Turner” from a classic video game Comix Zone) was dripping drops of sweat from his nose.He was tired from all the hard work he did.He was heavily busy from past 3 years….working on his dream sculpture…And Yes…It was a sculpture of a girl…who reminded him of someone.

He didn’t care if the catastrophe of heavy rain,either caused an avalanche which could topple his hilly house, or which could cause a Tsunami flood and shatter his house.He was too busy to bat an eye to someone.His marvelous sculpture was in closing form and just needed a final touch of finesse.

When his hard work paid off and the sculpture was completed…It was truly a sight to the sour eyes.She looked so beautiful.Her figure so fine…like almonds soaked in milk.Her face…like fresh rose petals flying across a pedestal fan.Her nose…like the proud pyramid of Giza standing tall.Her tranquil hands like those of some mystic Greek goddess…and her feet…It was like she only walked on clouds and never laid a foot upon the dirty ground.

It felt like the time had stopped.The rain was coming down with all its might.The house was shaking like that of a 9.0 earthquake…Yet!The professor didn’t care…He was awe-struck at his own impressive work.She reminded him of someone & a projector of memories was flashing down his mind this instant.

Suddenly a tear trickled down the professor’s eye.The tear so powerful…It shattered the stone sculpture.The statue was completely torn to bits by the might of the tear.This tear was no ordinary tear.Its secret ingredient was “memories”…which were powerful enough to wipe away its existence.

The rain had stopped and The river had returned to its normal pace.Sunlight had come out and it was depicting a beautiful scenery.

The professor stood motionless for sometime as if, analyzing what had just happened.But he had learned his lesson.

He knew that the statue of this particular “girl” and the world of memories had passed away…BUT THAT SURELY DIDN’T MEAN THAT HIS LIFE WAS ENDED.There’s so much more to life than holding onto old memories.

He finally understood the proverb “YA GOTTA LEAVE YOUR PAST BEHIND”…And, With a fresh look of optimism at his face, he looked forward to his next project.

Afterall :-

“This is life and not a *I*K
Don’t take it too hard” B-)

RAZA SOHAIL

The Advantages of Not Taking A Bath…

Alright…So here I was…sitting in the Drawing room-with sunlight piercing through the curtains…listening to Dance Basanti <(“)  (Everyone knows Bollywood songs suck :3….but this one…Trust me!The beat is slick *_* ) I had just eaten a potato cutlass sandwich for breakfast and I was getting bored with my Summer holidays so I just got the idea…Why not give my wide array of audience a new post to read…I actually wanted to write a post based on humor but this topic is so diverse…I was unsure which topic to choose from….IDK!Kim Kardashian-The Scandal of Bill Clinton-The manliness of Justin Bieber-The sexiness of politician Altaf Bhai-The goofiness of Adam Sandler…..and the list goes on and on……

Nah!This is not working…Maybe I should go eat something” were the final thoughts I could think of before I went towards the refrigerator.It was when I took out a chilled Peach outta my refrigerator to enjoy my Hot Summer Day…I finally hit upon the topic,I was gonna write :-

The Advantages of Not Taking A Bath…

Yes…Bravo…This was the topic which was waiting for me, to write on,with open arms…I mean wow…Such a great topic…One could go on and on and on and the list of advantages would never end…

Here’s the few advantages my dirty mind could think of :-

  • Saving of Water…Yeah!Come to think of it…THIS IS THE BIGGEST ADVANTAGE…(I remember reading a mag. in my childhood that stated by 2025…Water would be deficient by 70%…And that One of the reasons World War III would be fought would be on the issue of water
  • Saving of Soap…Think of all the famous soap brands you could think of …(Dove-Olay-Lifebuoy-Neutrogena-Pears…)Ya Know…People are actually finding it extremely hard…to provide bread and butter for their family,2 times a Day….and here you are….wasting away precious money on “soap”….I mean woah…..That’s some serious extravagantness !Bruhhh…I mean if you’ve such kind of money…Why don’t you give it to charity?…or ME? seriously…I would buy myself an X-box 1 and play Batman : Arkham Knight on 60 fps <(“)
  • You can top your class…YES…THIS IS ACTUALLY POSSIBLE…Ya!Know…In my college all the girls and guys invest so much money on expensive clothes,fancy deodorants to give themselves a good body odour and end up dating each other…They are so head over heels in “so called Love :3 “…their grades get **** big time….
    where as,if you’re a Dirty shenanigan….who doesn’t bath and doesn’t waste time on deodorants to impress the opposite sex…Who just has an aim of “StudyStudyStudy…and Not STDSTDSTD” <(“)….VOILA!!!4.0/4.0 GPA Baby…
  • The next point I’m gonna……………..”Raza!When did you last took a bath?The aunt you met at the family gathering…She remarked that you smell just like a sheep’s fur…and your bro…he was saying yesterday” Mama!Raza even smells worse than the maid who cleans the house “….Blurted the mom in a high-pitched voice…

Alright…that was an exaggerated insult…

But I mean seriously….HOW CAN I SMELL WORSE THAN THE MAID WHO CLEANS OUR HOUSE?

I’m gonna go get a shower…You should too…instead of reading my pointless blog <(“)

RAZA SOHAIL

My First Blog – “As I think of You”

So…Hi guys…This is my first ever blog which I wrote back on February 2014…..You can read the original one here on my friend’s blog https://silenceunderthestars.wordpress.com/2014/02/08/as-i-think-of-you/comment-page-1/#comment-87

Venue:-

Ahhh…It was my class 12…A boring maths lecture…(I think relating to area of conical shapes)…(TRUST ME!ENGINEERING SOMETIMES SUCKS BIGTIME :3) and here was me with my friend….drooling eyes close..totally in no mood for another Maths class…..Suddenly my friend came up with an idea “Yo Raza!You should totally write something for your crush to impress her” and I thought why not I give it a try…

TBH…I wrote this blog in 1 lecture 😉 Go on!Give it a read!!!

Looking upon the shadowy bliss of night, I thought of you. I thought of you as a bliss of solitude that stumbles upon darkness, as the moon above my horizon melts down in the sea of stars. With the gushes of wind passing by my ears, I thought of myself in retrospect, looking across at the very sight of you. And the chronically life long moments we both had and the evergreen promise we made in our eyes that we would live together and grow old together. I thought of you.

Looking like a freshly polished garnet, I still remember the sparkle which came across my eyes when I first saw your face. It felt like you were the lock to the key I had held onto for life. You felt like the very first drop of rain that forecasts the upcoming rainbow to me. And your debonair look had had me believed you possessed the energy to excite an army of lethargic photons. Your eyes were so clear as if they were offering a gateway to some sort of castle. And you as a whole seemed like an absolute rose surrounded by nothing but thorns.

Today, you are not here with me. Your memories are all I have with me. With this pen and this pad as my new best-friend, I disclose my secrets lying hidden. And with the last regret in my heart; if I had revealed my true intentions things would have been different indeed.Raza Sohail

And when I showed this to my crush :-

Her remarks were” Waooo amazing….(Y) shez V.lucky no doubt 🙂 “

NOW YOU CAN DEFINITELY SAY ” FML :3 “(CUZ SHE DIDN’T GET THAT IT WAS ABOUT HER.SHE THOUGHT IT WAS FOR SOMEONE ELSE)…

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P.S =Even this Acrostic Poem didn’t do the magic on her….which I wrote for her

Intoxicate! O,

Zephyr of love!Re-incarnate!

Zenith you are to me, to my soul!

Yesterday I met her,and tomorrow she will be my whole…

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Hey!Call me weird-childish-eerie-unreal-whatever to win someone’s heart like this…But let me tell you something….She!Sure was different from all others out there 😉 Her way of thinking was the thing which secured her position first thing in my heart…BUT HEY!YOU CAN’T HAVE EVERYTHING YOU SET YOUR EYES UPON….(*Insert=AWWW!TOUGH LUCK KIDDO!BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME* EXPRESSION) *_*

Just call her absence from my life, my Bad Luck!!!

RAZA SOHAIL