کچھ ایسا لکھوں
میرا جی چاہتا ہے
میں کچھ ایسا لکھوںجو سب سے منفرد بھی ہواور میری پچھلی تحریروں سےمختلف بھی ہو
کچھ ایساجو حساس لوگوں کا آئینہ تو ہومگر دل کے مریضوں کام��ائنہ بھی ہو
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کچھ ایساجو کبھی کسی نظر سے نہ گزرا ہوکبھی کسی نے سوچا ہونہ ویسا کچھ پڑھا ہو
کچھ ایساجو سب کو بہت معترف لگےاور نیا ہو کر بھی نیا نہ لگےاپنائیت ایسی ہو کہ پرایا نہ لگے
کچھ ایساجو ہرگز دکھاوا نہ لگےدرد کا مداوا تو لگےپر…
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سرد راتیں
تمہیں پتا ہے؟اب کی باران لمبی سرد راتوں میںمیں بس اپنے کمرے میں بیٹھا رہتا ہوںاپنے بستر پر کتابیں بکھیر کر لیٹا رہتا ہوں اپنے آپ کو وقت دیتا ہوں خود پر غور کرتا ہوں اور کئی کئی بار اٹھ کرخود چائے بناتا ہوںپر اکیلے پیتا ہوں پھر ہر چائے پرتمہیں یاد کرتا ہوں اور تمہاری یاد کے سہارےتمہارے خیال کی جستجو کرتا ہوں اور اسی جستجو میں محو ہو کروقت کی نہ جانے کونسی ساعتبستر پر بیٹھے بیٹھے ماضی کے جزیروں پر…
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In The Dissection Hall
From the mortuary, he was taken out.
A cold and pale body that can’t shout.
Lifeless, he lay on a stretcher.
As if a show was to start in some theater.
Pondering over the ring on his finger; I sighed.
A few days ago in the ER; how had he died?
Irony: the ego and where had gone the glories?
My mind sped, unfolding the stories.
Lingered around him, a stinking odour.
Would he have ever…
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A Glitch into the Matrix
A stroll into nothingness or A glitch into the matrix.
If you are aesthetic, chances are, you won’t catch me because my vibe is low.
If you are too concerned about ordinary things, chances are, we aren’t going to get on.
If you are looking for perfection, then you are wasting your time on me.
If you are one of the cool kids, I am pretty sure you won’t like me.
If you want everything put up…
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Inside The Writer's Mind
Inside The Writer’s Mind
Whenever I see
my emotions-
getting the shape of words;
wandering indolently
on the paper-
making no actual sense-
a mesh of pretense-
totally nonsense.
I always think of
my wild imaginations,
my weird intuitions,
and
my weak intentions.
I once wished to be a writer
but
I don’t know what I have become.
There’s a child inside me
who is busy creating images
of his own universe.
In ways;
unknown to the…
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I Have Seen
I have seen different people who ended up being very different.
I have seen people who knew what they wanted to be, but they ended up being something they never wished for.
I have seen people who were satisfied and tried to remain content, but they ended up being tense.
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I have seen very amusing people, but they ended up being serious and saddened.
I have seen very…
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Eulogy For My Favorite Person
It’s just another day
and I am trying to write what I once promised to. You asked me for this and I tried to make out the best for you, because it seems to me like your last wish although it was not supposed to be.
This was going to be an appreciation post for you on your birthday but, eventually, turned out to be a eulogy.
It’s just another day
and I am standing in front of the mirror, staring…
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An Anecdote For Complaints
We all must realize that not everything needs our opinion. Not everyone is meant to be criticized and condemned. It reflects a negative and judgmental mindset, and it is more like complaining. We must listen to decipher what we make others feel. And not be the judge of that ourselves. We must know when we are complaining about different things, we are making them worthless.
No matter if we are…
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To The Friend With A Long List Of Complaints
I wished to write a letter and here I am writing one. I wished to send it to you but, here I am feeling so creepy. I wished to talk to you about this but, here I have lost all my boldness and having cold feet because I don’t know if I should say this or not. I tried my best to dissolve this on my own but I was not able to handle it alone. Not anymore. So, here I am with my compliance shattered;…
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// Chalti Phirti Kahaniyan (چلتی پھرتی کہانیاں) . . @em_amaz_ website: www.amazism.wordpress.com Fb Page: Anecdotes. . . #instagood #instawriters #kahani #writing #writingcommunity #writer #urdu #urduquotes #urdulines #urduposts #writers_den_ #writersociety #aesthetic #kahaniyaan #writersofinstagram #writersofpakistan #islamicrepublicofpakistan #writerslife #lifestyle #sad #creativewriting #creativity #artisticwriters @writers_around @writers @poets.and.writers @writersso @aesturdu https://www.instagram.com/p/CCvwRvihoMD/?igshid=1c2capa6zudiz
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The Golden Hour
Lockdown. Pandemic. Covid’19. Social Distance. Isolation. Quarantine. Our generation was not familiar with any of these words before January 2020. I am sure that no one would have ever imagined anything like this even in the worst of the nightmares. All these conditions of crisis. Wearing masks and washing hands continuously. Staying at home for more than 4 months straight. But it has happened.
Di…
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تعمیرِ تعلق
میرا تعلق معاشرے کے حساس طبقے سے ہے ، میں ادب کا رسیا ہوں۔ لیکن بے ہنگم لاتعداد سوچیں اور ان کی بےاختیار جستجو نے مجھے اپنا اسیر بنا رکھا ہے اور اب یہ میری جینے مرنے کی ساتھی بن چکی ہیں۔
مجھے بچپن سے ہی لکھنے اور پڑھنے کا شوق ہے۔ شاید اسی وجہ سے میری زبان پر سوالات، کان پر آوازیں، آنکھوں میں کردار اور انگلیوں میں قلم ناچتے رہتے ہیں۔ اور اسی دوران کاغذ پر بے ربط سے کتنے ہی الفاظ رقم ہوتے…
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Real Life Munna Bhai
I have been a filmophile since my childhood. I would always marvel at the creativity of directors, character building of screenplay writers, and acting performances of the same actors in different movies playing different characters. In my opinion, a film is a universe of arts and artists. I know many people who have a never-ending list of films which they have watched. According to them,
It’…
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To My Bae
Poem Title: To My Bae
If you want to go,
I’ll show you the way.
But, dear, what if i say
I wish you could stay.
I don’t ask you to obey,
But tell me what’s not okay?
Is there no other way
Or, at least, a delay?
From the bay to the ray,
From anyway till today,
Tell me what you need,
What must I pay?
But wait until I relay,
Before you go faraway.
There are a few things
That, to you, I want to…
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I`m The Greatest: Across The Rings (Part 2/2)
This story is dedicated to a boy who called him. “The Greatest” and proved it. He was also known as “The Black Superman” among the public and he was mostly nicknamed “The Greatest”.
Cassius Marcellus Clay converted to Islam and became a Muslim after 1961, and eventually took the name, Muhammad Ali.
Inside the ring, he was famous for his peculiar style of boxing. In the starting rounds, he keeps on…
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کوئی نہیں
صنف سخن : آزاد نظم (نثری)
عنوان : کوئی نہیں
وہ مجھ سے پوچھتی ہے
سبب کچھ تو ہو گا
اس بے سبب اداسی کا
اداس ہوتا میں اگر
تو کچھ بتا بھی دیتا
یا انوکھی سی کوئی وجہ بنا بھی دیتا
مگر میں تو خوش ہوں
بے حد خوش
اداسی کی تو
کوئی وجہ بھی نہیں بنتی
بے شک کوئی نہیں بنتی
کوئی نہیں
وہ کہتی ہے
دارلاسباب ہے دنیا
بتاؤ خوش کیوں ہو تم؟
اور میں نے خوشی کرید کر
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Inside The Flame
The writer was lighting all the matchsticks from the matchbox, one by one, and after lighting each matchstick he found himself lost in thought, staring at the flame very keenly. He waited for the flame to run from the head of the stick to its tail, then he lit up another one. As he was busy doing this, a friend visited him but the writer had his mind occupied and hands busy performing the same…
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