gazal by. wasim bareli

....skies so high shows arrogance

Forgets its visibke only from below

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Time is just time unstoppable as ever

Simply slips through fingers invisible

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Whoever comes entertains and performs

Left thirstying for more and more

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.ignorance is not  left  to remain silent

Speak up to resolve  a conclusion

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.my feet are not destined to

 cross your path  leading to your abode

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.noises rose pouring into the ears

Now it is clearly visible

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.only if you wish you may stop me

Or what is it to your world who i am

sb sitarey tum rkh lo

...my daughter cant be immoral

Exploded raunaq jahan s voice, tonight was going to prove impossible for all , and those fuve characters had frozen like theater  

Prifessir sahib  s rest was not disturbed  a bit , though raunaq jagan was still  hyper  , hiccups shaking her  , her wailing taking high notes ,  outside glass windows  all the stars sewn in the sheet of the ethreal sky were spread out 

Dont  dump so much filthy accusations on my daughter  for heaven s saje , sge folded her gands  humbly , standing near by was doctor uhala who swiftly discivered the condition of the mother, she quickly reacged her side, dont you wirry , everything will be finestay xalm and rekax please

Raunaq lifted ger etes, looked carefully at her daughter tgen turned to stare at the professor who was quite comfortable sitting there rather like a stupid man

angna phool khilengey

..shanya, what are you saying, they sat in a restaurant , there was not much rush yet it wss crowded , what do you think you can talk wasim into getting married to you, natasha tried to turn off the speaker  but she was stopped by wasim 

She did not care what the world believed , today was the day truth must be exposed 

You cant turn wasim against us  by sweet talk

Shanya what makes you speak like this  , we are engaged to get married 

There will be no marriage , shanya cut her in between sharply , you are not at all worthy of becoming my bhabhi, wasim s face turned red

Wasim loves me and i love him too , you cant  interfere in our life, natasha bent forward to clutch wasim by his hand 

He loves arram too so what

Wasim s eyes were burning now

She could not settle in his life nor will you threatened shanya

sb sitarey tum rkh lo

...my daughter cant be immoral

Exploded raunaq jahan s voice, tonight was going to prove impossible for all , and those fuve characters had frozen like theater  

Prifessir sahib  s rest was not disturbed  a bit , though raunaq jagan was still  hyper  , hiccups shaking her  , her wailing taking high notes ,  outside glass windows  all the stars sewn in the sheet of the ethreal sky were spread out 

Dont  dump so much filthy accusations on my daughter  for heaven s saje , sge folded her gands  humbly , standing near by was doctor uhala who swiftly discivered the condition of the mother, she quickly reacged her side, dont you wirry , everything will be finestay xalm and rekax please

Raunaq lifted ger etes, looked carefully at her daughter tgen turned to stare at the professor who was quite comfortable sitting there rather like a stupid man

jaltey sitarey

....preparations of eid of sacrifice had begun , air was filled with roasting meat aroma ,  streets were impatiently waiting for  their  turn to relish , condition of jamil was  no different, he was eighteen but looked  twelve , he was growing beard to look more mature than his frail  appearance, his family profession was  to clean dirt, but he chose to educate himself, his ancestors were honest and hardworking , his second year exams were just over when dilawar met with an accident leaving him incapable of work,  therefore jamil was seen cleaning up the streets, around helplessly , tge burden was shifted on hus weak shoulders

Abbu ji, why dont you apply for leave, he asked  dilawar

Its suicidal for our financial condition explained abbu ji  to his  inexperienced but educated son practically, we wait eagerly for festive eids in the hope of getting more, making more,  having more

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....some days passed happily, but then her son became quite  aloof and uncommunicative , silent and stayed unresponsive , his job kept him otherwise away, , even huma s leave was over, mother had retired andwas obliged to stay home , huma started going back to the college, she started showing her true nature and colours , , she would wake only fifteen minutes earlier to leaving for college, put on layers of heavy nakeup, dressed up in heavy designers , left without pleasantries, after college visited her maternal parents and returned after dusk, these were of course early days after marriage so mother ignored her behaviour completely but after tgree months of such routine it was time to speak up her mind

Dear, try to give some time to this household too, let us know the taste of your cooking, let us get familiar and close to each other in several domestic ways

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..what awesome crazy games life plays with us, its a normal common statement repeated by everyone, what games does life play, its so easy to shift all  the blame on life for all the mistakes we do ourselves to damage us, all the miscalculations  , arthmetic gone wrong is dumped quickly on lifes shoulders,  life is not a play at all , life is a challenge a test,  this test of life is so severe any carelessness any unwilling move every cheating and  wrong doing is watched directly by the supreme almighty, nothing goes unseen , , each mistake has its own consequences and punishments  no second chances no chances for rectifications , no life refunds merely miserable life left with pained regrets and tears  what if life is plainly defined as honest work