I lost it to heaven

Time lurks, sadness blurs, and hope spurs

It was all I hoped until the reality turns

I followed the illusive niche,

I developed a crazy fallacy,

Sometimes I lied, sometimes I flied,

 And sometimes I just cried.

To make myself alive,

To make myself realize,

But the flow was strong

And the strength was strange.

Water soaks my eyes,

To make the tears alive

And wash away the fantasies of life.

I didn’t know the pain,

Until it started to gain,

The force and make my dreams go in vain.

I couldn’t share and I can’t bear,

The usual conversations, that never existed

I’ll never forget the whispers,

That never changed to voices,

And I’ll ask God

Why the prayers are left in choice.

Now I admire the passion,

Try to acquire the lesson,

And accept the fate of heavens.

I’ve seen the shine & witnessed the bloom,

Its dark and I am alone in the gloom,

I felt tired today.

My eyes awash under the firestorms of strain

Dust layers the visionary capacities of my brain

I admire the silkiest of very cushion of rosy comfort

To sooth down the wrinkles of my pervasive thought

Could you rhyme the lullaby in my ears tonight?

So the tune can meditate to peace in delight

Could you please hold me in your arms tonight?

So the sleep can rejuvenate my dreams tonight

I can ask for a velvety rain from the sky

To wash away the fears and never come by

I dedicate my will for life in my heart

To reach the stars that twinkle at night

But the scenery looked too blurry to engage in loft

So i dragged it to rest and I felt tired today.

Saturn Dusk

I almost lost it to the fear if I hadn’t had the glimpse

I could have drowned if I never had that dream

Sewing some sluggish desires amidst serenity

I sanctioned will, to Saturn dusk

On the illustrious silkiest route to embrace solicit

who can chose not to establish luminosity?

On the night of crystal skies to admire reflection

who can deject the glaring notion of stars?

It occurred to me the walloping truths lies beneath the beating

Yet to acquire the spirits to grasp the capacities in lightless aura

I needed to lime the light in a manner so distinctive

Piercing the lashes that hold back destiny following rhythms

Limit to limitless was limited in aggravating limits

Soaring the flight of Saturn dusk I gathered dainty

It is dusk; it is dusk, yet it is dusk

Saturn embarks the declaration, it is now dusk

Stuffing the potholes that dig through crimpy walking

Embarking on a sail towards the setting sun

Making it grow to unparalleled denomination

I summoned the skies to unveil for Saturn dusk

Sometimes, it didn’t feel so right to write

Then I start to contemplate my thoughts to go alright

To start a new notion that gives life, just so right

And ask the randomness to fly out of sight

Together they can’t stand to make it right

For some reasons it shouldn’t be so bright

And feels the sensation in plight

Sorry for the voices that lie in silence

Just dropped by the camper in innocence

And prename the aroma in benevolence

So, it could be the last time to wish for

That can be in your dreams to soul for

And tangled to get a hold on

and I try, to last the last extent of strength

But sometimes, it didn’t feel so right to write

Baby, Shall We Dance?

Listen to that dream afloat in which you & I are near

Look, that fleeting moment takes us to an end so rare

Feel the silence break into a thousand cozy whispers

And sense the craving beats, their delicacy in balance

Shall we dance, baby, to brush away the distress of sleepiness?

 Shall we, in one glance, breathe life into those expressions?

Ask me how the feel of togetherness colors my thoughts

Don’t ask me how the serenity ripples into my surroundings

Twist and turn, baby, to beat that last rhythm

And love that moment of liberated pounding

Baby, shall we dance to lift the floor to cloud nine?

And make that sun praise what truly brings it shine?

Laugh with me, then, like a ray sparkling through the heavens

And bring to us the scented holiness of angelic luminosity

There we go, in that fleeting moment, in that spur,

… in pace, to place the lamp in niche

… in flames, to mortify the sparks

… in flare, to burn up the past

To bring that dream ashore, to find our chance

Shall we now do it, baby? Shall we now dance?

Give me words I’ll rhyme it up for you

Give me words and I’ll rhyme them up for you

Give me sounds and I will tune them up for you

Give me your thoughts and I’ll create hope for you

Give me that sight and I will mould the world for you

   I’ll cry so high,it'll reach the sky
                       and pick my dreams as it makes me fly 

Will you smile if I get the stars
           to cheer up the lifeless meadows?

I wonder why, those eyes are so soggy so shy

The colors are dim; O’ please invite them to light

I wonder why, those expressions are all a lie

The illusions are blue; O’ please bid them goodbye

Come now, hold my hand

this vision is lucid to pursue effortlessly

come now, sink into my arms

this comfort is eternal so fall in freely

Loving moments of priceless emotions

I don’t know how to describe when strings are struck for the very first time

I don’t know how to smile when the appreciation is engraved for a life time

I don’t know how to hide when the giggling expressions appear time to time

I don’t know where to find the loving moments of priceless emotions every time

I touched you softly & you held onto me tightly

I told you lightly & you trusted me blindly

I shared a dream & you devoted the world

I lasted a minute & you cared everlastingly

It was deeply felt, when it was intense – yet smooth…

It was immensely chaste, when it was lock and through

A sigh in a moment of time, where velvety touches of lips lie…

Holy clouds encircle the sky and the rhyme of kisses is heard so high

A look, a sight, a glaze of eyes, all it takes to make it polite

Crawling sensations, skeptical optimism, nurturing gestures

The hand of God, that lifts to gravity-less joyous journey

A smile, tears full of shy, clutching beats that establish love

From the dawn of cradle till the darkness of shallow

They save my soul from the tyranny of evil

Love so obvious in a manner of serene poise of nature

They plough my path like the flow of water

Stood by side to grind the upcoming debacle

Make me stand on their shoulder to conquer failure

They passed the words that always heard like a rhyme

They held the ladder for me to catch the stars of heaven

In an instance of a bear hug,

you shook my soul everlastingly

In a classic epoch of lifting emotions

I doubted the heavenly comfort

Finger tips that make the tune of worship

summon the powers of lust to reveal

the eager cravings, to imprison the

‘ loving moments of priceless emotions’

It is not me, who is bad; it’s the world that drives me crazy!

Did I ever tell about the world I live in, no?

Did I ever speak about the evils that drive me mad, no?

Have you ever felt the pain of unthankful words in return of favor?

Have you ever witnessed the sourly sweetness behind deceptive smile?

No…?

Then you must have lived alone.

Have you ever waited alone in enchanted broadways, yes?

Have you ever tasted the flavor of smile in an odd moment in time, yes?

Did I ever express the surprises that shook me hard?

Did I never understand life in it true terms?

We don’t call it rain, until the droplets strike the land jointly.

We don’t view it as a lake, until the streams gush away uniquely.

We will never admire the shade alone, till it shines in the strips of multihued

We will never hear the symphony of true gestures until they tune up in assonance.

Nature is exceptional in a magnificent order, have you aimed to nurture it?

Sky is beautiful with honored bounties, have you ever tried to opt any?

Ground is drenched in aqua for life, have you ever struggled to treasure it?

Sunshine is outfitted with all hope, have you ever tried to survive it? 

I am not mad due the negative attribute people preserve in themselves, I am curious to know when people scratch off the deep engravings of dreadfulness. Attempt to broaden goodness of life throughout the sphere, if thy soul could hear the sound of smile again.

A SOUL FROM HEAVEN


Spark is all you need to ignite a fire that brightens up the shadows of heart.

Rhythm is all you require to feel the flow of tunes summing up to rhyme.

Courage is all you need to define the goal that pace up the speed of life.

Love is all it takes to acquire art which is like a soul from heaven.

Every time I look those stars that are constantly blinking, whispering in silence in the deep dark sky made me hold my breath to imagine for a moment the serenity they preserve and yet so authoritative to place a mark thousands of miles away. Gleaming moonlight through the atmosphere reflect golden rays from sun, that always appear like a soul from heaven.

Sometimes music says it all.

Times when everything goes static-life seem to be colorless, music asks you to live

Times when heart doesn’t feel to tune around, music beats to bring back rhythm

Times when you wish to live a moment again, music cherish it for you one more time

Sometimes the tune of the gloom & sometimes the sound of victory

Sometimes briefing enchanting history & sometimes deluding illusions

At times the rhyme of happiness & at times the hue and cry of loss

At times the shine of beauties around & at times the fading colors of emotions

It allows you to capture nurturing blooms

It follows you to jingle towards destiny

It tingle you to get up and keep going

It diversify uniqueness for you

You tickle a smile, flash back to memories – rejoice that instance in time

You blink & music says it all . . .

You drop a tear, stay still to freeze – grieve that moment in time

You are silent & music says it all . . .

… the storm is coming.

An incident happened on Wednesday evening, at a petrol pump station. The words, “the storm is coming” echoing in my ears with grave intensity, let me share this with you and you all can give this your own point of view.

A man races towards an exit after pumping gas in his new black city where he saw a man, a beggar coming in front of him, he stopped the car with a screech;

Man: (pulling the side window down) >  hey! Watch out for yourself. (He hurled these words towards that beggar, in English language).

Beggar: (with expressionless face, he replied innocently, in same language) > watch out for yourself son, the storm is coming.

I will never forget the blank face that man made with extremely silent eyes.

What can I say; a great message is hidden in his words – the words of wisdom, if we could infer that wisdom.

Cloaking mystics of spirituality

Wake up now, it’s not the darkness of the night

Blow off the flame; it’s not the glow of success

Wake up-that no one is coming to aware you now

Pray to lit the lamp-that He is not going to save the prey now

Blink for a change now, shred the slumber to unveil mystics of spirituality

                                               . . . You’re cloaking mystics of spirituality.

For how long do we have to opt slavery for lavishness?

I want to raise the sun so high that the shine stays imperishable

For how long do we have to go wrong to stay correct?

I want to plough a path so smooth that the way stays gravity less

Stop walking blindly now, clear delusions to taste mystics of spirituality

                                             . . . You’re cloaking mystics of spirituality.

Never occurred to me the complexities of staying good

Forever I imagined the beauty of smile like a blossom petals

Ever wondered to live & cheer a moment for someone else

Whenever I dreamed the holiness of nature sprinkling pure aqua

Sweep off the mist now; engulf idealism to seek the mystics of spirituality

                                               . . . You’re cloaking mystics of spirituality.

Not that intricate to say ‘no’

A thought infuriating spirits against all the odds

Not that convoluted to say ‘no’

A silent step to nurture the spirits towards a cause

Don’t be so rigid to say ‘no’

As it is the essence to secure the spirits of nobility

Think of the time when He will start saying ‘no’ to you!

It is time for us to take initial steps towards progress. It just starts with a unique ability to say ‘no’ to things which are wrong. No matter how low you are in your voice, your effort counts, your desire to view a beautiful world counts, your concern towards the people in distress counts. I saw a dream, a vision to lay the foundation of goodness on our grounds. Be a righteous to your own acts, stay pure to your own heart, because a person knows exactly what is wrong and what is right. An act of goodness, an act of true-ness makes the spirits pure and prevail the authentic creation around us. Last word, a good act can cause God’s light to fall upon you and a bad one can cause darkness. Think yourself where do we stand right now, in light or in darkness & what do you want to do?

THE SOUL OF POETRY

The soul of poetry burning, turning the ashes to gold

Grave thoughts engulfing, illuminating the dark hope to shine

No fire originated, till the tiny lasts heat to spark

Flames bursting, through eradicating chaos of ignorance

Alongside, sprinkling petals of the soul of poetry

A Rhyme of Feminine Fantasies

God has fabricated nature’s excellence with His own hands

Casted the inimitable galaxies’ loveliness with His own vision

God has nurtured kindness’ secrecy through His own heart

Entrenched mysterious feminine fantasies with His own grace

If you could ever get a chance to unfold her heart, you will certainly be perfumed by the holy veracity God has positioned in her heart. ‘she’ can laugh while trouncing so many tears, ‘she’ can forgo deep imaginings in order to see her treasured associates thrive, ‘she’ creates imperishable beauties around – the voice that tunes to assonance, the eyes that makes the stars appalling, the expressions that makes oceanic deepness to undergo shallowness, the love that makes the cosmos to forget uniqueness, the fierceness that congeal the hell’s flares. ‘she’ is a steadfast friend, a devoted wife, a dutiful daughter, heartfelt sister, an affectionate mother and above all ‘she’ is a specie blessed to extend blessings whilst preserving her feminine fantasies.

Fascinated merely by purified respect, anticipate cherished moments

Awaits for solo praises drenched in distinctive aqua, she admires manner

Want to leave out every dimension behind, to scrutinize new contemplation

Instincts so sharp, enrage angelic activity; she soars beyond mind's eye

Never feared for self assault; her gentle force paves through mountains

Optimistic in each scenario, accompany only faith if acknowledges once

She’s true to love that engraves her feminine fantasies

She’s chaste to link that basis her feminine fantasies

She’s a women, she’ll always worship her fantasies 

& if I could tell them the real me . . .

It is not like that I am not aware of the concept, people apply to comprehend me and I am certainly not impolite to stay that way, as the eyes that ask me so many questions does concern me. They’ll amend their glare into pliable expressive sight if I could them the real me.

Let’s roll the frame to set time back into my world

Where lies the grids of everlasting enchanting dreams

Never forged of illusion, never sought of solution

Let’s rerun the same trail to feel the warmth of my land

Where lives the passion in sequence of divine rhythm

Never far away to be vague, never acquire to get clean

Mostly I infer various speculations driving within me to unfold those mysteries which, though prevailing from centuries but never acclaimed in anyway. Rather than to think, I sense, I feel, I realize the expressions flowing towards me, the motion, the notion they create – the real essence of the creating that emotion. I may be different in a way very different way, but certainly from the very beginning I realized a unique energy echoing to new dimension. They’ll drench in pure aqua and unquestionably follow my aspect if I could tell them the real me.

Some dark nights exempted me from the limelight

& I waited for the sparks of the evolving dawn

They didn’t come until the shadow prevailed again

Appreciated the actuality of pursuing a path in a burrow

& some passive voices are rising like evolution

They initiated the motive to bring the lost-one again

Here I come to rationalize & if I could tell the real me . . .

They would have conceded it a bright sight and breeze away

There always an occasion in our lives when some unexplainable happenings thrust away our lives to some point where we feel detached from the entire world. but as days goes off and on and seasons shines and dull away, our lives also move forward leaving behind history. pack your bags and lets travel with me to future and make the world realize of the true you !

RED, GREEN, BLUE, PINK, WHITE & THE SMILE - TRUE COLORS OF LIFE

Different, with a difference – slightly different.

Appeared like a moon, twinkling like a star.

Searching like a sun, approaching like a ray.

. . . and collecting some silent words on her trembling lips.

Resembling her opening with a dawn

She started shining neatly, with a sol

Persuading her light for others to follow

It was different – certain dreams in her open eyes

It was awesome – the lightning smile she spread

It was trendy – the rising curiosity to find the truth

Differently she acted, differently she stayed

The different was so different, which overwhelmed all differences

Stunning like a lake, the different was *S.P

Stayed close to her heart,

She talked a lot but remained silent

She looked a lot but kept her eyes closed

She laughed a lot but her smile was joyless

Along with people but remained different

Like a prayer, she is complete but incomplete

She is different, she is *S.P

THE ONLY DREAM OF MY EVERY NIGHT

Before I could close my eyes for a good night sleep, I widen my eyes to vision the only dream of my every night. Lying with my arms crossed over my head, getting comfy on the bed, watching pendulum swings in front of me – wishing I could stop the running arms of the clock and set it back to where I want to. Craving for that aspect of life where I could bring a new dimension. Absorbing that bright vision deep into my eyes and closing them to enter a world where I could live my dream forever.

I want to shake that hand that comes after every success

I want to live that moment that brings smile on every face

I want to feel the pinch of tears that flows often abruptly

It is not just satisfaction of me being involved, it the act of non-participation that makes me cheerless. I follow a path in my dream where I pluck every colorful flower, design every possible rhythm, sweep out every shadow of sadness, so that I will be able o sprinkle smiles around, spread happiness and enrich the atmosphere with joy and optimism. All moves don’t go wrong when I see the only dream of my life.

Wish I could mould each irony to blossom beauty for them

. . . and bring out the buried sensation to exhibit my true feel

Wish I could let loose each knot to fabricate flying carpet for them

. . . and shower blessed rain to purify every beat of my heart

Pasting an ignorant smile on my face and turning my head to go blank innocently. Figuring out every possible element to turn into my favor but always gush out as tiny droplet from eye and leave me alone to wait for another night to sight the only dream of my every night.

An encounter with Fuzzy Logic

Starting off with an informal introduction to Fuzzy Logic (FL), FL is a controlling method to manage processes/problems involving simple logical decisions. FL is different from traditional binary or digital logic because it can work in a more relaxed and free environment as compared to digital world which only works on a binary logic of 1’s & 0’s. Before giving a formal definition, an example will make simplify the working of FL. Consider two water valves, one digital and the other analog. Digital valve is designed to move one inch at a time, so if it has to open 4 inches, it will open as, open 1 inch, open 2 inch, open 3 inch and open 4 inches. Thus the digital valve will not be able to open at 1.2 inches, 2.4 inches or 3.4 inches because it’s values are based on binary logic and can only open in steps of 1, 2, 3, and so on. On the other hand, the analog valve works on FL; it can have values between 1 inch and 2 inch, making it more comfortable to open at any interval.

Formally, Fuzzy Logic is an efficient controlling mechanism for problem-solving that can be embedded in any software/hardware and making it possible to implement robotic technology in such a way that can comprehend fuzzy data in comfortable way, comparing over “True” or “False” values. “FL is a form of algebra employing a range of values from "true" to "false" that is used in making decisions with imprecise data. The outcome of an operation is assigned a value between 0 and 1 corresponding to its degree of truth. Fuzzy logic is used, for example, in artificial intelligence systems” (Fuzzy-Logic). Referring to the example above, control system based on FL will be able to comprehend the command in a form like, ‘level increasing rapidly, decrease valve size’ or ‘level falling, increase valve size.’ Whereas the traditional digital logic will accept command in a very precise manner, ‘level > 3, valveValue = --’ or ‘if level <= 2, valveValue ++.’ Now FL is being used in Artificial Intelligence to make robots behave more like humans and able to interpret imprecise, incomplete, noisy, unclear commands and perform specific actions. As it is a form of control system in problem-solving, its implementation is more like traditional control systems.

There is no Hope for a Perfect Research.

According to my definition of a perfect research, it should identify all the elements of a problem and provide a solution to completely eradicate it. But the fact is, a lot of variables are involved in a certain research and it is humanly impossible to analyze each and every detail of all those variables. Apart from this statement, we also need to see the nature of a problem on which we are performing our research.  Every research has its own priorities, own targeted population and geographical boundaries. So, by just evaluating the problem statement, we cannot decide whether it’s a difficult research or a simple research. It is the person or the organization that needs to decide the level of perfection to be achieved by carrying out their research. I strongly disagree to the logical definition of perfect research that solves a problem up to 100% - there is no research as perfect. 

      In my research, “enhancing a standardized education system at professional level in Pakistan”, initially I decided to take my primary information only from students and teachers. But as I went along I realized that there are various other factors which need to be taken care of, such as the management, the curriculum, the study hours, the geographical area of certain institutions, the social and cultural factors, the teaching methodology, availability of resources and numerous other factors. So it was literally impossible for me to encounter each and every variable and frame out a specific solution for all of them. My focus was to manipulate the education system in such a way that only one standard should exist throughout the country to eliminate all sorts of discrimination in the education system. After my research I have come to the conclusion that we need consistency in our educational system standards, top level research facilities and resources to accommodate students in every way. My instructors realized that if we implement these standards in our educational system we would be able to achieve a standardized educational system in Pakistan. They knew that the research was not up to the perfection mark, but agreed that it will make a huge difference. So what I understood from this experience was that although we cannot provide an ideal solution to a certain problem by research, we can identify the flaws and try to eliminate one at a time. 

      Implementation is an important feature of research. We have to keep in mind the limitation of targeted population on which we are performing our research. An ideal solution for a specific problem is nearly impossible to implement. Thus, this factor also bound us to touch those aspects which are not applicable to a certain location Mysteries and miracles are present in our universe and God has entitled us to investigate and benefit ourselves from resources present in universe. But we are not made to perform each task in a perfect way; we seek, learn and devise a solution. The basic purpose of research is exactly the same, extracting out information from people, books, and articles and use it to unravel a problem. In my research, “Technical tools being taught at university and their practical advantage in industry”, I tried to figure out the tools (Programming languages, quantitative and qualitative software, Microsoft word, etc), that have a desired practical advantage in industry and should be taught at university level. Every organization has its own setup and requirements, so we cannot conclude that if we teach these tools, they will be equally beneficial to all. But after my research I figured out a trend prevailing in the industry and inferred what minimum is actually required from a business graduate. Though I wasn’t able to provide a perfect explanation for the advantages of tools we learn in university but I clarified that students will have an edge if they learn these specific tools as they are in demand and widely used in industry. These points play an important role in the imperfection of research. Among these, the interpretation of information from primary/secondary/territory sources can vary from person to person, so one cannot align his/her assessment in one specific direction.

      If I put my experiences to conclude this topic, I will say, it completely depends on an individual to decide what he/she wants to gain from a certain research. The biggest achievement of a certain research is to influence people to actively participate in it and work together to attain the maximum level of satisfaction. After examining some documentaries I have come to the conclusion that whatever the researchers desire to achieve, they have some kind of a threshold and if they succeed to reach that threshold they consider it as perfect. This in my opinion is the very concept of research. It entirely depends on the person doing the research. Instead of focusing on all the variables, the researcher should focus on a few which he/she considers to be the most important to achieve his/her goal, as it is impossible to have a perfect research. 

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and I tie my shoe lace in a different way . . .

There can be so many different ways of doing a certain job, you have to choose the best one for yourself,
People mark things right and perform, i performed and wanted to make it right as i have always tied my shoe lace in a different way . . .

Invisible, Delicate Energy Bonds . . .

ITS THE ENERGY THAT PLAYS ALL THE ROLE

Have you ever figured it out, what really energy is? How does it work in making relationships?

All the attachments, all the feelings, all the emotions, the tears, the smiles, rhythmic clutching of heart - the love, the sense of touch, the sensation of lips, the support of an hug, the expressiveness of eyes - the power of your brain, its all energy around you.

Brain - the controlling center of all the actions of humans, right from your heart beat to all the six senses you possess. There is nothing except energy in this world. What you do, what you think, how you behave, how you react, when you smile, when you cry you always unintentionally transmit energy right from your brain through your body. Laughter, moaning, clapping are contiguous, why? It resonate energy in your body, internal frequency of energy matches with the outside frequency and you are able to do what you see.

Among all the buildings around the globe, some are special structures, Pyramids - gathers negative energies, octagonal shape of mosques - gathers positive energies. What actually is the concept of negative and positive energies? and how does it plays an important role in human relationships and behavior?

Human face is capable of delivering thousands of expressions - expression itself is a form of energy, it interacts with brain and we all are able to sense and interpret the feelings of other person from their expression. is sad, is happy, is tense, is worried, is about to cry, is lost, is thinking - have you memorized those expressions and always come to know what this specific expression means? NO! these are the same expression you are capable of delivering, in fact you possesses the energy within yourself and when you see an expression, it signals to your brain, matches with the energy within you and you are able to know what this means.

The only thing capable of bringing out change in this world is the sun - God has made sun the hub of energy. We humans - are chunks of, are packets of energies, capable of great power. Its ironic that we possess tremendous amount of power and we hardly knows about it. Negativity, Positivity are in our own hands. We are the ones who are responsible for every good act and bad act. When you do good, the energy of your body aligns with the positive energies around you, you become a transmitter of good energies.

Relationships - How they are made - How they work

The deepest and unmatchable relationship is of Mother & child, why, 

To be continued . . .

Destiny series - 101

Destiny – a tale of fabricating success with a thread of failure.

For some, destiny is what they get
For some destiny is what they want
For some destiny is what they lose

For me, destiny is effort, is hardship, is the core concentration of bringing out myself, and reveals it to the world.

*I know I stood up from the deep pit and started climbing again,
*I know I ignite the fire within me and started searching again,

I know I had a fall, which shattered all my hopes, my wishes, my ideas & my love. But the best part, I never stop dreaming. The falls, the failures, the darkness made me aware of the world in which I am living. I somehow thank to these crises for waking me up and showing me the real world.

*Was so wrong about the perception I always trusted in my placid surfing . . .
*Was so oblivious about the imminent dejection positioned in my smooth stroll . . .
*Captivating thoughts always enlighten me to trust the design rhythm.

I never thought of the darkness approaching towards me but the gut feelings were always there to concern me that the thing is not right. The energy around your heart and brain is so strong that it always keeps you aware of the happenings around you, it makes you alert – but we didn’t bother to just give it a thought.

*Made me durable to resist all the odds & evens in life
*Made me stingy towards the impenetrability of illusive tact

A tale that will enhance your spirits to gain success in every scenario – catch Lahore will lead you to some real life experiences that will make you realize that there is always a great sacrifice behind every success.

If you haven’t sacrificed anything – you haven’t achieved anything.

Have you ever asked yourself . . . am i in Love ?

Its your destiny, that awaits only for you. You can run away from any thing, but you cant run from your destiny. Everyone is in search of love - true love and its your destiny to find one. Trust me.

This is the last link of affairology season BUT its also the first stage of;
'destiny series'

Catch Lahore - a thought to catch Life in a catchy way.

am i in love? a reason to ask why
am i in love? a question to ask why
am i in love? a feeling to express how

the eyes? that gave me a new world to view
the face? that gave me a new life to live
the words? that gave me a moment to smile again

the feelings - unexplainable, the beating - uncontrollable
the tears - unstoppable, the joy - unbelievable
i am in - love, a miracle - that is achievable

surely the creation is beautiful to me now
unquestioningly, heaven is a place known to me now
endearingly, i am absorbed in the aqua of love now

things are not the same as i am in love straight away
winter breeze is not so cold as the sun shines more brightly
seven strips opened to me as the autumn cover is over neatly

all wishes seem to come true, as i am in...
all dreams tune to reality, as i am in...
all songs come towards completion, as i am in love.

*So my friends, have Love ever knocked the doors of your heart?
if yes, you will surely appreciate the way Catch Lahore has Catch Love.

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