Let the antidote sink in baby girl, even before the poison creeps down in their brain.
Let the antidote sink in baby girl, let it sink in well too kill the poison at touch.
Let the antidote sink in baby girl, even before you feel a drift coming through.
You asked me for the essence of what I'd learnt all my life and yes this is precisely it.
You will loose a lot in your life, losses and life are bound to go hand in hand.
But the worst type that will send shivers down your spine will be loosing people you love the most.
So don't let that come your way, express all you have within your heart.
'Expression is the best antidote', that's the best piece of I've ever read.
Express from all depths and only that is true, let them know you're always there for them.
101 heartbreaks baby girl and the antidote of love cures them all.
You're growing up to meet tonnes of new people, some of whom may mean the most to you.
Cling on to them, tell them what's in your heart, pour in devotion to each bond you make.
The world may call you clinger but oh baby girl, a clinger is the one that keeps a bond brand new.
Don't let it break, don't let it shatter, even before something of such sort begins, just let the antidote sink in.
Thursday, 28 July 2016
Let the Antidote Sink In
Tuesday, 26 July 2016
The 40 Rules of Success
P.S: Read the entire text before forming any judgement. Begin with teaching yourself that attaining maturity is contingent on the numerical value of the number of years you spend on this planet. Congratulations! This will already force you to overlook all your illogical and unjustified acts quite easily. Overshadowed by the belief that with time your thinking skills will enhance enough to lead you to leading life according to the supposed untouched rules of living life, you will determinedly keep away from all things that make sense, crossing out at least 25-30 years of your life. Bravo, you've already laid down the perfect foundations of raising a mindless being. Now let's move onto your ability to differentiate between the right path and others. Jumble up your thoughts between discrimination, judging individuals and recognition of the right and wrong. You will most likely end up with a misguided and confused person who will judge people when certainly it is wrong providing all sorts of evidence in support and will do the exact opposite when it is the need of time to recognize the wrong. This individual will talk about humanity, freedom, rights and all the topics that we need to understand but their thoughts will be so entangled that they will imply the right rules in the wrong places. You will judge others for condemning murder and you will refuse to understand one cannot force people to lead lives as he/she wills. You will become accustomed to supporting sins and trampling human rights by accusing others of developing opinions about people, but you will also refuse to nudge from your beliefs when it comes to someone's individual choices that are harmless to all except those becoming a part of their choice. With that you have already begun to master the art of taming yourself the 'right' way. Now make yourself realize acquiring education and learning things are pretty much the same thing. This will guide you to merely only read, rot learn and speak, matters of worldly education. Moral education? Congratulations you are already successful in getting rid of the acceptance of that in your mind. Moral education evolves from the part where you understand the in depth meaning of what you read to attain a degree, that is the real learning. But whoever even needs that. Kids it is enough for you to read what Charles Dickens wrote to sit in an examination. Who even cares about the moral of the story. You are acquiring education which is enough, there is nothing else you need to learn. Ah you must be so pleased with your progress, right? Now let me quickly add a few more points for you to reach level 1 of your training. Begin with shutting down your brain to all sorts of thought-provoking matters, top that up with up refusal to look or ponder upon anything that you may not believe, add a touch of arrogance to your personality believing you are the perfect individual, spice things up with rejection and condemnation of the ability to work together with others, add a hint of abusiveness to your communication, make violence a priority and finally fiercely decline anyone's words in such a manner that they find no difference between you and animal, ending up opting out to ever debate with you. Heartiest felicitations my child, you have already surpassed a major stage of your course. Now move onto level 2. Let's see what is the finest to begin with. Ah, how could I miss it before? Intolerance, let it overpower you to all possible extents. Let no aspect of your behavior cause others believe they could reason with you and reach to an outcome collectively. Consensus should have no standing on your dictionary of life. Now indulge yourself in a superiority complex. Consider it your born duty to force others to feel inferior to you. The perfect addition to this would be reject the rule of law, exactly what you need right now. Of course how could I forget the right add-ons to this. Learn to walk away from all your responsibilities, social, moral or of any other type. Believe that is your right to renounce anything that harms you and your actions, completely ignoring the fact that it may be positive for others. Abide by nothing but the limitations you set for yourself, irrespective of the fact that they may even be causing you to trespass someone else's. Anger, let that little darling guide you in your public dealings, and become highly impulsive and quick to react, paying no attention to the future of your actions. Confuse yourself when interacting with others, doubt their intentions. Don't only limit yourself to doubting them but make them suffer for them even before they take any step. Supposedly if you ever turn out to be wrong in your judgement, never apologize. That is definitely a complete no no in your world. Wow! You are progressing quite quickly. You are already on level 3. Now this level consists of some quick measures you need to take. Learn the value of money and that is precisely all you should value in your life. Throw away the word ethics and never let it cross your path ever again. Believe in individuality and only individuality, you grew on a tree man you have no family no friends who's lives are linked with yours. Guide yourself to understand that sharing responsibilities, burdens and sacrificing for others are laughable concepts. You should never ever intend to benefit others if it is of no benefit to you or in any way may even slightly effect you in a dis-pleasurable manner. Harbor all sorts of grudges in your heart, you aren't born to forget and forgive. Believe in anything and everything you hear, give no consideration to time for making observations or any research. Let materialism command your thoughts and greed be your only source of motivation. Rate things in terms of profits and evaluate everything only in terms of enhancement of personal satisfaction and assets. Amazing! You are already way ahead of what I expected. Now moving to the most important level, level 4. Start with blinding yourself to recognize the rights of anyone around you. Now as much as possible learn to purposely trample over them. When they question your actions, get verbal, get physical, but never ponder upon their words. Believe in the ideology that you are entitled to no questioning of your actions, so anyone who speaks of karma to you, shut them down instantly. Fully agree with this that you are only born to succeed and failure is something you will never have to face, this way you will neither double check your decisions nor will you fear their outcomes. Reciprocation of someone's goodwill towards you is not your duty because you precisely don't believe that anything anyone can do has effects on you, you are born to reach the top, that's it. You aren't bound to return love to anyone who cares for you so never let that thought bother you. Keep people in your lives as long as they benefit you, their existence otherwise is unnecessary. Begin to perceive yourself as a being of supreme authority not only in your life but in those of others, shape their future exactly as you will. You are most certainly not bound to consider what they want, need or what is best for them. You are the man of ultimate power, rule over them like a king. Finally nullify any positive thought that enters your mind and lay the basis of your actions on evils, preach negativity. A round of applause for you. You are now successfully enslaved by your will to succeed! It wouldn't have been possible without your constant determination to 'progress'. (SATIRE)
Sunday, 24 July 2016
Startled A Bit?
Startled a bit?
Well this is me.
And this is you too.
This is each and every single one of us.
Some of us are too afraid to stand up for ourselves.
Some of us prefer silence when we see others suffer.
We're all the same.
Eyes closed, hands tied back and the mind? Well we've shut it down ourselves.
I'm not asking for you to wage a war.
I'm asking you to open your eyes, to recognize your rights as an individual.
I'm not asking you to use a weapon for your protection, I'm merely asking you to use your mind.
I'm not asking you to become a superhero, I'm asking you to at least recognize the pain of others and try your LEVEL BEST to ease it. Do anything you can.
We all have our own capacities, and I'm only asking you to work within them. I'm not asking you to change overnight. I'm asking you to at least take a step.
We're all victims of something, and so are those around us. Depression, bigotry, hatred, discrimination, abuse...the list can go on.
At least open your eyes, let your mind think, let your heart guide you to positivity and then take an action.
That action doesn't have to be big, it just has to be a positive contribution, to your well-being and those of others.
If you are positive from within, nothing can break you apart.
Nothing can cause you to harm another.
Nothing can stop you from helping those who are being victimized.
I'm not asking you to do much, I'm just asking you to turn to positivity, to liveliness, to optimism, to philanthropy, to being a better individual...to being more contended.
If all us were happy from within, we would be prepared to face all that came our way. We'd show our enemy nothing can bring us down. We'd not fall behind, we'd lead people.
So open your eyes and look for what brings positivity in your lives. Look for it because it is what will change your future and that of others.
Look for it like I did and today I can say that I'm no longer the person in that picture. I'm more positive than I ever was. I have opened my eyes and removed that tape. I am prepared to face my troubles with open eyes and to speak for myself and for others.
Almost a year ago I began writing my blog and I realized nothing made me more positive than penning down everything I saw. It made me feel if even one person read what I wrote, I might just make that person realize something vital.
From Instagram, to eBlogger, to two novels on Wattpad, I have I made quite a journey this year.
I may just be a young scribbler who's opinions may clash with yours, who's probably writing down in the most childish ways she can. But this scribbler is learning to look around her. To look at people who go through breakdowns just like her. Who've been dejected, who've been though depression, who've not lead quite a simple life. This ability to recognize pain has not only brought me more closer to my Lord, but has opened my eyes so much that today I find myself a lot more positive in any situation than I ever was.
Ten years later I may be laughing at my own work for being highly immature. But ten years later the person laughing will be so because this amateur writer within her taught her to look at others. To realize she's not the only who gets sad and those before, with and after her have, are and will fight with their fears and troubles, and she too has to do the same.
As I complete one year of my journey as a blogger I would like to thank everyone who encouraged me all along.
My biggest supports will never know how much they've helped me progress this year but to sum it up I can tell you something.
A few months ago I was asked by a team of people, consider it a highly official sort of interview. They asked me what is the one achievement that I think is my biggest to date.
I told them I'm a blogger and only my facebook friends know that I'm the person behind that blog. When someone other than them messages me on instagram and thanks me for writing something that made them realize they aren't alone, gave them a new hope to get back on track, nothing can leave me more contended than to help someone from behind a computer screen by merely typing a few words, someone who doesn't even know me.
Make me feel more self-accomplished, more positive.
Look around for your key to positivity, and use it to unlock the handful of positive vibes you can spread.
Wednesday, 20 July 2016
Rethink 0008
Since when has...
...emotional/sentimental become equivalent to epitome of sadness...
...challenging views become equivalent to intolerance...
...questioning become equivalent to being rude...
...speaking up become equivalent to blabbering crap unnecessarily...
...vulnerability become equivalent to potential target...
...unguarded become equivalent to asking for it...
...patience become equivalent to the will to be attacked more...
...murder become equivalent to honor...
...gender become equivalent to standard of worth.
I could go on with this list for days but for now let's pause and ponder over our standards to declare things synonymous. I believe it's high time we grab a dictionary and a thesaurus and get back to the basics. :)
Sunday, 17 July 2016
Rethink 0007
The difference between disgracing a slut but appreciating a stud is why our society will never learn to respect humans.
Disapprove of the wrong irrespective of genders. Put an end to gender discrimination.
Saturday, 16 July 2016
An Open Letter to the Lady who Pulled me Down
As you stand before that mirror, right next to your bed,
You rethink over all you heard today, what each person said,
You think of how they looked at you, and what must they have thought,
You wonder how many people adored you, and how much attention you caught,
We are all girls who look at ourselves in the mirror, two versions of each,
The original one, and the person the the world chooses to teach,
We look at ourselves in two ways, vulnerable and strong,
We weigh each person's comments about us, right or wrong,
And by the time it's all over, we let our strengths takeover,
We let our vulnerabilities not stoop to a level lower,
We walk away with confidence in ourselves that we are less than none,
But just as we walk, for others this belief we shun,
We judge them, comment on them, make them feel low,
We cut down other's courage, but ourselves we want to grow,
We face, we disapprove, we hope for it to banish,
But a what pity for other all that thoughtfulness can just vanish,
And we go back to being just like the person who'd broken our heart,
You cannot expect happiness yourself, if you refuse to make a fresh start.
An Open Letter to my Sister-in-Law, the Bride-To-Be
I don't know if I should speak of your dual standards, or talk about your misguided approach.
I don't know if I should comment on what you dream for, or how you've been trying to make the exact opposite a reality for me.
As you sit down with your wedding dress catalogue in your hands, I can picture myself from three years ago.
As you laugh away with your friends who tease you as they question about your groom, I remember my moments in your place.
As you shop away for your big day, I reminisce my time before my marriage.
As you sit all dolled up in front of your mirror day dreaming about the time to come, I recall all the dreams I had...the dreams you killed.
Yes! The dreams you literally slaughtered, from my first step in your house.
The woman who calls her a feminist before the world, shunned those beliefs when it came to me.
The woman who demands termination of bigotry and misogynism from the face of the earth, used each one of discriminatory approaches for me.
The woman who spoke up for women to reevaluate their treatment with their daughter-in-laws, supported her mother in injustice with me.
All your beliefs, your opinions and your criticism lies in the approach to turn down what harms you. But when it comes to another, all those have no standing for you.
As you walk out of this house, I picture how my mother blessed me as I did.
As you share the backseat with your husband, I remember the moment I did with your brother.
That moment in which a girl realises how her world is all about to change, and we all hope it changes for the better.
I had you to welcome me with a lash at my dreams, I wonder what you would feel if you faced the same.
Not that I hope it happens so, because my feminism isn't biased. What I speak, what I believe, is for all without any exceptions.
An Open Letter to the Woman who Slept with my Husband
I don’t know what to say, to discuss morals or ethics, or to comment on your excessive frankness with my husband.
I don’t know if I should blame you for breaking my house, or if I should be sorry for you leading yourself to a dark pit.
You slept your way through to having a shoulder to rest on, but you seduced yourself into falling for a thankless man.
You lured a man into believing he needed you, but you ensnared yourself in a web of lies.
You beguiled him into believing I wasn’t enough, but you gripped onto a man I’m choosing to let go, a rejected man.
You held him spellbound at the sight of your beauty, but you dropped your dignity as you did that.
You seized his attention, his touch, his feel, but you failed to make him feel anything when he held you.
You caught his eye and so he wanted you all to himself, but you failed to grasp him when he still ran to others.
You made yourself believe you were the last in his life, but you failed to see you were just another.
You dropped down everything for him, but all he chose to drop was the barrier of shame.
You found yourself a man, but failed to find a partner who loved you passionately.
His passion was to play with beautiful things, and you let him believe your beauty was another one of them.
I don’t know if I should be thankful to you for showing me his real face, or feel sorry for you for how you lead me to removing my blindfold of trust.
I’m leaving him not only because he broke my heart, but because he trampled on my self-esteem as he did so.
He led me to believe I wasn’t a good wife but now I have realised I wasn’t just good enough for him.
I wasn’t good enough, not because I lacked something, I was just more than he could handle.
I am beautiful but not as scarcely as he wants, my soul adds to my beauty more than the physical he can bear.
I am faithful but not as limited as only maintaining loyalty to hiding his dark side, I’m true-blue to my inner-self, prepared to let go of anything that harms me.
And so I’m parting ways from him, because I cannot let his complex break me, his complex that I’m beyond what he wants.
I cannot let him search for those that please him, right before my eyes to believe I’m not worth him.
Yes maybe I’m just not worth him, because our standards of worth don’t match. Mine begin straight from honesty, and that word has no standing on his list.
I’m moving on in life and I hope someday you too, you move on to realise you’re worth more than such a man’s temporary attention.
An Open Letter to my Mother-in-Law-Never-to-Be
I don’t know what to say, to discuss your mindset or approach, or to comment on your unexplainable insensitivity.
I don’t know if I should blame you for breaking my heart, or if I should be sorry for you leading your life as a heartless or mindless individual.
You were blessed enough to be a mother, a blessing not all women are granted. And you ruined it. You ruined the opportunity to raise a child, all I see before me is an imbelic, judgemental hound.
You were imparted with the duty to educate him, morally, ethically and of course according to worldy standards too. But what a pity you only fulfilled the last.
You raised a man who would receive sympathies for my refusal, and I'd be the one being accused of ungratefulness and my character would be the talk of dining tables of people who barely know me. I would be judged to be in a secret relationship. Slut, whore, characterless, intractable and what not, I would be labelled all. All because I rejected the man the world labels as perfect. They see his looks, his bank balance, his social status and nothing beyond. For me all they see is that I am a girl who rejected a man, a girl who took an authoritative decision in her life, a right the society refuses to let her exercise. And what society do I talk of, it too consists of mothers like you, mothers who gave birth but forgot the real task of motherhood begins after that.
You are a woman, so is your mother, sister and daughter, and look at you who even failed to teach him to respect your own gender. You failed to teach him to lower his gaze the moment he looks upon a woman. You failed to filter his thoughts the moment he hears the word 'woman'. You failed to teach him women are not to objectified.
I don't know if I should comment on your hypocrisy for what you demand for your daughter and daughter-in-law, or I should be more concerned about how you fail to recognize the rights of a wife despite being one.
I don't know if I should comment on how you want history to repeat itself, you want me to go through what you have, or how you could stoop so low to be tormented and then still support it for another woman.
You dream of your daughter to live a free life, but aim to cage the wife of your son.
You believe your daughter deserves a man who understands her, and yet you believe it's against masculinity for your son to do the same.
I don't know if I should be more concerned about how dubious your thoughts about life are, or that you have ruined the future of your kids.
You are a failed mother, and nothing you say to my mom will justify your actions.
You accuse my mother of setting her daughter loose, of making her the independent woman who was strong enough to reject your son. But what answer do you have to your biased approach of which woman deserves what, about your will to discriminate between your daughter and that of another.
You commented on how I spoke more than most brides-to-be, but I'm sorry you failed to notice I spoke logically because I'm not weak enough to let your opinions rule my life.
You commented on how I wasn't just perfect, because I wasn't the 18 year old girl you wanted for your 30 year old son. Yes I wasn't because my parents choose to educate me before pushing me into another home at an immature age.
You commented on how I didn't have the perfect height, weight, skin colour or physeek you'd wanted. But what a pity your son was still so materialistic, that all this bothered him even after being so educated.
I thank lord for opening my eyes and for seeing the real person you are, so much that I saved my life from becoming a living hell.
I know as you walk out of my house, you will abuse me, curse me, gossip about me and spread false beliefs. But I refuse to do any of that myself or for it to bother me, because I was raised right and my mother didn't fail at parenthood like you.
God knows in how many homes you've sat and will, judging other women like me from head to toe. Piercing their soul with your judgemental look as you sip onto your cup of tea, mentally rejecting them and preparing yourself to make another trip to another home.
Monday, 11 July 2016
Rethink 0006
There's a difference between being a liberal and being a libtard.
Be liberal enough to let others live as they will and not take the law or their fate in your own hands, but if you support something they do despite it being morally or ethically wrong, you are a libtard.
Be liberal, be tolerant because all of us don't have the same beliefs and you are no-one to mistreat anyone on the basis of their beliefs, but don't be dumb enough to support everything no matter what.
There's a difference in letting someone rule their lives and supporting each one of their actions. You can be tolerant to what they do because it effects them alone and not others, but tolerance is not synonymous to support.
Saturday, 9 July 2016
Rethink 0005
Your beauty can be enhanced but nothing can be declared the cause of your beauty, except the goodness of the heart. Adore the enhancement but never walk away from the real source.
Rethink 0004
A round of applause for all the feminists who speak up about women's rights, and then trample over someone else's blindly.
A round of applause for all the women who want to nurture their daughters, but torture those of others.
A round of applause for all the women who want faithful partners, but break another woman's home in the process.
A round of applause for all the women who despise it when someone judges them physically, but do the same with those around them.
A round of applause for all the women who were forced into abortion and yet believe in it when it comes to their daughter-in-laws.
A round of applause for all the women who empower their daughters, but then let their sons rule over their wives.
A round of applause for all the women who do recognize women's rights, but only as they will and when they want.
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
Rethink 0003
Our society's level of hypocrisy can be understood by the fact that we consider educating girls a crime, a waste of money and provision of a chance for them to go astray. Yet for our wives, daughters, sisters and mothers we all ask for a female doctor only, even in severe and urgent need of medical treatment.
Monday, 4 July 2016
Warrior
There are people who will pull you down,
Who will mock at all your losses,
So show them that the real fighter is,
Behind him, his problems who tosses,
There are people who will point what all you lack,
Who will laugh at all your flaws,
So show them the real winner is,
With his own hands, his future who draws,
There are people who will enjoy you breaking down,
Who will look upon your courage with a frown,
So show them the real challenger is,
Who builds a castle of hopes, in an abandoned town,
There are people who will number your worth,
Who will roll boulders down your path,
So show them they cannot stop you,
Let them burn in their own wrath,
There are people who will judge you for who you are,
Who will inspect you like a material,
So show them who the real realist is,
Who's not bothered by issues so trivial,
There are people who will torment you like hell,
Who will only aim to hurt,
So show them who the real warrior is,
His troubles, who knows how to avert,
There are people who will thwart you,
Who will leave no chance to impede,
So show them who is headstrong,
That would fail, each one of their misdeed.
Sunday, 3 July 2016
#SharedPost1
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10154338512299669&id=616464668
This post was so beautiful and inspiring that I didn't even want to make an effort to write on this topic myself. All I did was remove the gender references. As a woman I most certainly agree with the writer but as a human I still believe keeping aside majorities/minorities, percentages or the society's standards, humans in general are victims of some issues, irrespective of gender.
I take no credit for what is written below. I own this blog but this piece of work I'm sharing below is not mine. It's something that touched me so much that I believe it was worth sharing.
" Every person has a past. Some were physically abused. Some had violent parents. Some had pubertal issues. Some had sexual abuse as a child from their own family members. Some had messed up love stories. Some had been drugged. Some had been blackmailed by their own loved ones. Some were in an abusive relationship. Some had menstrual problems. Some had a broken family. Some had a divorce. Some had an obesity issue. Some had financial droughts. Some had drug or alcohol addiction. Some had a few unsuccessful suicide attempts.
If you see someone, who went through any of these but had already wiped their tears, masked their sorrows with a divine smile, stood tall and strong, started walking towards their future because they still has some hope left inside them and have not given up on the concept of love that still exists in this world, do not stab them with their past. Do not confront them. Do not slap them with more abuse. Give way for them and walk beside them. May be hold their hands and walk for a while. You'll know how sweet that soul is and how strong their hopes are! You'll be amazed at how they carries themselves after all their energy has been sucked out.
They do need not to always be only the person next door or from a different home. They could be your own friend, your own sibling, your own partner, your own spouse, even may be your own parent. Do not judge them by their past. Gift them the peaceful future that they deserves. Hold their hands against the world, which knows only to judge.
Give them the love that they've always yearned for. " — Shaheryar Hassan