He writes so well. Expressive and edge-cutting. But how has he turned into a poet in no time?


"He writes so well. Expressive and edge-cutting. But how has he turned into a poet in no time?"
"There are lot of doleful phrases and melancholy in his stories."
The whole group of friends discussed as they visited the blog he maintains and named it as 'Ink Rain' and 'stirred with memories' was dug underneath. As the whole lot of girls were scrolling down his blog, she was busy, talking on call.
"I don't love him. I never did. He is too dead to be loved by a completely alive girl like me.", she uttered.
"Please be there, I'm just coming." she said and put her cellphone away so that the sound of her voice may not get audible to the listener.
"Don't bore with all these things. Check out the pic of Adnan, he looks ravishing with his Pulsar 220; do you know, his pocket money is 10,000 per month and he avoids repeating clothes." as she was constantly talking with no pause, someone interrupted,
"We are watching his pictures. You keep on talking to him." She was on the call again. As she walked away far from the group, the girl hiding behind the wall appeared in front of her.
"How dare you do this to him?" she blurted and in anger snatched her cell phone and threw it away from the floor. "He is in depression. His mother calls me. He hasn't eaten anything for several days and locked himself inside his room. You are such an evil." she added.

"I never asked him to love me like this. I was never into him. It was he, who kept on begging me to love him. How could someone love such a desperate guy, who don't have any self respect. Even if, I have betrayed him, he is still calling me day and night. And why on earth, are you so worried for him. You people are mere best friends?" she poured out everything and started walking away.




Sarah was dazed. She remembered the day, when she used to play hide and seek with him and he used to tease her by saying that, he would marry her and she blushed till her cheeks got hurt.
Her cell phone rang and she received the call.
"What did she say? Is she alright? Did you ask whether she had dinner last night? Is she crying? Speak up something!" the pitch of Sahil increased with every sentence.
"She is happy."
"Thank God!"
"With someone else."
"Her happiness matters most."
"Then why not mine Sahil? Do you remember the day, when I befriend a guy and you held his collar just because he offered me a friendship band? Doesn't my happiness count?"
"I can do anything to make you happy. But the reason should be me. We have grown up playing; teasing each other and standing by each other's side...damn, what is happening to me! May be, it is because, I love Tanu, so my emotions are staining out."
"Are you sure you love her? Then, why did you not let me enter that park?"
"Did you again dare to go there where you fell down on your knees and your clothes turned red of blood?"
"What is Tanu's favorite color?"
"It's blue...no, it's pink."
"No Sahil, blue is my favourite colour."
"Don't lie. It is red. But how come I remember everything of yours and tend to forget hers. Oh yes, we are best friends."
"But..." she got speechless. And that day, she realised, sometimes friendship fills the spaces made for love.

1 comment:

  1. OUTSTANDING PERSONALITY :
    There are times in all of our lives
    When we feel as though
    no one truly knows us.
    In the midst of happiness or despair
    in sorrow or in joy
    in pleasure or in pain.
    Do what is right and you will be at peace.
    I pick a pen on my right hand
    And start writing a poem on my Best Child hood Friend
    She is having an outstanding personality.
    She is blessed girl by Allah AlMighty in every aspect of her life.
    She is young,beautiful ,loving ,caring ,sincere,ambitious and courageous girl.
    Her personality is like a low hanging
    fog, over a still standing lake.
    Trees surrounding it.
    Barely lit by the half crescent moon over head.
    watching it. keeping it safe.
    Creating a picture of perfection.
    She made broken like beautiful.
    And strong look invincible
    She walked with the universe on her shoulders.
    And made it look like a pair of wings.
    There live a girl in a small house of karachi Pakistan.
    No one knows at that time,she will become so famous
    Being as a great international poetess in upcoming future.
    And represent her country “PAKISTAN”
    She belongs to well educated,well cultured ,noble & Middle class family.
    Having moderate approach of living on Religious and cultural values.
    She started her learning early in her childhood.
    Completed her education from high profile institutions of Pakistan secured good grades.
    If you want to discover the true character of a person,
    you have only to observe what they are passionate about.”
    Now ,she perform her duties as scientist.
    She have good leadership skills and sportsmanship in her
    She have good ideal character
    Which reflects on her face as her beauty.
    She is a great Muslim
    A nice daughter
    A best sister .
    Beside her all outstanding features .
    She have conservative approach about her Life partner.
    She donot believe on meeting with hubby before marriage for mutual understanding.
    She only believe on pure love after marriage.
    She support direct marriage proposal purely on parents choice and outstanding groom highly interest on her.
    She says always
    Matches are Decided on Heaven
    And take place on Earth by parents choices.
    She is innocent having pure heart and pure soul
    With Decent outstanding personality.
    She is admirer of a History man Muhammad Bin Qasim.
    Who spread islam in Sindh Pakistan.
    She wish to marry a boy like him.
    As you know
    Every girl has her own cindrella story.
    And a prince charming
    She always dream of
    And keep waiting for.
    She is an expert house keeping girl,an international voluntary poetess and scientist.
    She is having a perfect balanced outstanding personality,I have ever met in my whole life.
    She is a beautiful combination of Western and Eastern Cultural values
    .you people guess to whom I am talking about?
    Ya you people are right.
    She is only my Best childhood friend
    Her name is Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran
    I will pray for all Future success in every field of life for her.Ameen.
    In the end I will say that
    Life of great men all remind us.
    We can make our lives sublime.
    And departing foot prints.
    On the sand of time.
    Aliza kashmala kiran (Aliza Mukhtiar)
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