Talk to them

Surprised feelings, good or bad, it won’t help yout, ever. You’ll be wondering after years what if you had just told them, what if I had talked it all out when it bothered me, it wouldnt have came out all at once like tsunami and things might have been still be good between us. 

Talk to them not only for your own good but for theirs too. You wouldn’t want to hurt them cause you love them.


A letter to the one who pretended loving her

When I agreed to your decision of saying goodbye but none of us left I still thought of myself as yours and you as mine. But when you disappeared last time I felt immense pain inside me like the heart was snatched out of my chest and I was still alive to feel every single vain tear apart. When you found yourself someone new and you gave yourself to her I was at loss of words. I tried to focus on the goodbye which was more like I’ll always be here. I tried to be happy for you but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to hate you for hurting me that way but I did, still do. I want to forgive and forget but I can’t help but feel like a victim of your mind games. You haunt me each night showing off your new lady and laughing at the fact how easy that was for you to replace me. You’ve become the reasons for my sorrow.  I don’t know what lies in future I wish it’s good for you at least. But I can’t help wishing for you to realize that you’ve destroyed me to the point where there’s no coming back. All I wish is to take away the power over me you have before it’s too much.
Still yours,

Finally posting it

Hello there..! How are you doing?

I was just going through my drafts on WordPress and I found this one line I had written two years back. I don’t remember where I was going with it but I decided I would share this as a quote.

I’m one of those people who knows exactly the things they don’t want. But not the things they do.

I hope you have a great week ahead. Loads of love.  Take Care.

Godi Le Ke Aave Le Jaye..

Hello there..!! I wanted to share this song here as I don’t share Indian music much. I love this song. This song one of those I can listen anytime and not feel like I’ve had enough. This song has two ancient love stories About Heer-Ranjha and Mirza-Sahiban. Story of both the coples are two of the famous real tragic love stories of Panjab.

Summary Of Heer-Ranjha

Heer is an extremely beautiful woman, born into a wealthy Jat family of the Sial tribein Jhang, Punjab. Ranjha (whose first name is Dheedo; Ranjha is the surname), also a Jat of the Ranjha tribe, is the youngest of four brothers and lives in the village of Takht Hazara by the river Chenab. Being his father’s favorite son, unlike his brothers who had to toil in the lands, he led a life of ease playing the flute (‘Wanjhli’/’Bansuri‘). After a quarrel with his brothers over land, Ranjha leaves home. In Waris Shah’s version of the epic, it is said that Ranjha left his home because his brothers’ wives refused to give him food. Eventually he arrives in Heer’s village and falls in love with her. Heer’s father offers Ranjha a job herding his cattle. Heer becomes mesmerised by the way Ranjha plays his flute and eventually falls in love with him. They meet each other secretly for many years until they are caught by Heer’s jealous uncle, Kaido, and her parents Chuchak and Malki. Heer is forced by her family and the local priest or ‘Maulvi’ to marry another man called Saida Khera.

Ranjha is heartbroken. He wanders the countryside alone, until eventually he meets a ‘jogi’ (ascetic). After meetingGorakhnath, the founder of the “Kanphata” (pierced ear) sect of jogis at Tilla Jogian (the ‘Hill of Ascetics’, located 50 miles north of the historic town of Bhera, Sargodha District, Punjab), Ranjha becomes a jogi himself, piercing his ears and renouncing the material world. Reciting the name of the Lord, Rab ,he wanders all over Punjab, eventually finding the village where Heer now lives.

The two return to Heer’s village, where Heer’s parents agree to their marriage. However, on the wedding day, Kaido poisons her food so that the wedding will not take place. Hearing this news, Ranjha rushes to aid Heer, but is too late, as she has already eaten the poison and died. Brokenhearted once again, Ranjha takes the poisoned Laddu (sweet) which Heer has eaten and dies by her side.

Heer and Ranjha are buried in Heer’s hometown, Jhang. Love-smitten couples and others often pay visits to their mausoleum.[1]

— Wikipedia

Synopsis Of Mirza-Sahiban

A long time ago, in the village of Kheewa, a town in the control of Sial tribe of Jats, there was a woman who gave birth to a baby boy. Unfortunately, she died after giving birth so she was not able to give milk to her son. However, there was another woman nearby who had recently given birth to a girl. This woman took it upon herself to help the little boy. She fed this boy as she did her own daughter.

Thus, as is the custom for such occasions, these two children became “milk siblings” because they were given the same milk to drink. Later as the children became adults, the girl, named Fateh Bibi, got married and moved a day’s journey on horseback away to the village of Danababad near present-day Faisalabad. Fateh Bibi married a man named Wanjal, the Sardar of the Kharral Jats and they had a strong son named Mirza Jatt.

Meanwhile, Fateh Bibi’s milk brother, no longer a boy but a man named Khewa Khan, Sardar of the Sial Jats, and had a daughter named Sahiba.

When it was time to enroll the young children in school, Mirza’s parents had decided to send him to his “milk uncle’s” house so he could get educated there. Sahiba’s father enrolled her and her “cousin” into classes to learn the Quran together since they were of the same age.

Mirza did not know that his “cousin” Sahiba was such a beauty one can only dream of beholding. He did not notice her at first when he came to Kheewa to study because they were just children. But as the two children grew into adolescence, feelings of love began to blossom between the two.

One day, while walking back from school, the adventurous, young Mirza took a different path home. On that street there was a bazaar. Here he saw Sahiba buying some vegetables for her family. He watched as she asked for various squashes and leaves to cook. When the merchant began to weigh her purchases, he weighed out extra because he was lost in her beauty. Mirza, too, was transfixed by her gracefulness and raced all the way home fueled by love.

As he grew older, Mirza learned to be a skilled horseman and archer. He rode on a powerful steed named Bakki who swiftly maneuvered through the land. Mirza was so skillful that every arrow he shot would willfully go exactly where he wanted. Sahiba only grew more and more beautiful with time.

Soon, their love began to blossom. Mirza could not live without his Sahiba. They were lost in their own world. Once, when Sahiba had pronounced her lessons incorrectly, her maulvi beat her with a chimmak. This thin branch gives a person a burning sting when swatted with it. As Sahiba received her punishment with the chimmak, she spoke to the maulvi.

“Why are you burning me with this punishment when I’m already burning with love?”

Sadly, their days of blissful love did not last. Sahiba’s parents found out about the love affair and sent Mirza back home to his parents. Not too long after that, they arranged Sahiba’s marriage to a man named Tahir Khan. He was from the same town. With Mirza back home, Sahiba’s parents were able to prepare for the wedding without any interruptions.

Sahiba, via her friend, a Brahmin named Kammu, sent word of her unfortunate marriage to her darling Mirza. As soon as he heard of this, he made plans to leave. His family tried to stop him but he would not succumb to their pleas. He had to go. Before Mirza left, his father, seeing that there was no other way, went to Mirza and told him that if he went, then he must be sure to return with Sahiba or else it would bring great dishonor. With those words, Wanjal gave his son his blessings to pursuit his love.

“Chal, my Bakki,” Mirza, equipped with his bow and arrows, commanded his horse to ride on to the village of Kheewa.

Mirza reached Sahiba on the day of the wedding right before the ceremony was about to proceed. He opened to door to the room Sahiba was waiting in and entered secretly. He admired her; she was dressed in bright red wedding clothes, her delicate hands darkly painted with mehndi. Without waiting another moment, he held her hand and took her away with him on horseback and rode until he thought that they had reached a safe distance. Tired, he decided to rest by under the shade of a tree while his sweet Sahiba watched over him.

Meanwhile, back at the wedding party, Sahiba brothers called for her to come down to proceed with the ceremonies. When she did not come, her brothers realized that something was wrong. Sahiba’s brothers, the jilted bridegroom, and other male cousins rode on horseback in search for Mirza and Sahiba.

Sahiba, while keeping watch over her slumbering beloved, feared that her brother would soon catch up. She did not know what to do. If her brothers came and Mirza woke up then her brothers would be sure to die at the hands of Mirza’s quick arrows.

With the hope of her brother taking pity on her, Sahiba reached Mirza’s quiver and broke each sharp arrow it contained in half. She believed that no blood would be spilled this way. Suddenly, Sahiba’s brother and relatives found the couple under the tree. With one quick shot from Sahiba’s brother’s bow, Mirza awoke to an arrow piercing his throat. Mirza reached for his arrow and saw all the broken pieces. He looked up at Sahiba, searching for an answer in her face but was struck with yet another arrow, this time in the chest. Sahiba threw herself over him and together, they died.

— Wikipedia

It’s sad how some people find love but not a life together while some find people to live together yet no love.

3 Day Quote Challenge : Day 3

Hello there.! How are you doing? Hope you had great weekend so far.

So It’s the third and last day of the 3 day quotes challenge. 😦 I would like to thank AKIRAA again for this nomination. I am thinking of keeping up with these quote posts may be not daily but once a week. Let’s see.

So today’s quote is by Marina Abramovic who is a performance artist.

I am not a therapist. I am not a spiritual leader. These elements are in the art: it is therapeutic, spiritual, social and political – everything. It has many layers. But art has to have many layers. If it doesn’t, then forget it.

Marina Abramovic

She’s so amazing I might write a different post about her. I was watching one of her interview and they were talking about art and it’s interpretation. And how performance art is different than the other forms of art. And then she says these words and they were stuck in my head.
I have always thought that there are things and events(moments) in our life and everyone interpret them in their way as there are different sides and different mind sets and different point of views. So I try to never ever make up my mind about them before fully paying attention and understanding all of those views. And I somehow connected these two things in my head. And then I heard her say,

All my inspiration comes from life. That’s how it never stops, in a way.

Marina Abramovic

And that’s when I realized how simplest things in life are so amazing that it will leave you speechless if you’d just pay attention in the moment. Life itself is the most amazing art. Life isn’t in the past or in the future. Life exists in the present moment, in now, in here. Only thing one need to do is take a deep breath and clear own’s head and live in the moment. Then there won’t be shortage of inspiration in life. Life will be full of amazing new experiences.

BTW The Rules Are:

  1. Post 3 of your favorite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
  2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
  3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.


I have got two quotes today. I hope I’m not breaking some major rule here. I don’t know if I make sense back there. I hope I don’t seem like some crazy person yapping about things. Life itself fascinates me and I had an opportunity to share about it today so that’s what I tried to do.

Oh, do visit all the lovely people I’ve linked in this post. If you shall like their blog, follow them. Take good care of yourselves. Have fun

TUDles..!! ❤ ❤ ❤ …!!!

3 Days Quote Challenge: Day 2

Hello there.! So It’s the second day of the 3 day quotes challenge. I would like to thank AKIRAA again for this nomination. I hope you all are enjoying this as well because I sure am.

So today I am sharing this quote from one of my favorite show Grey’s Anatomy. I am one of this grown up who shows that she has outgrown her fairy tale world but secretly hopes that someday it will come true(No matter how silly-childish that may sound). And I wish it does not just for me but for everyone. Because I am sure everybody has their own version of fairy tales which they might wish it to be their reality someday. And today’s post is for all the dreamers who still has courage to dream. I wish you all your dreams. I wish you all happiness and love and fairy tale.

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

– Dr. Meredith Grey (Grey’s Anatomy)

BTW The Rules Are:

  1. Post 3 of your favorite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
  2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
  3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.


I hope you enjoyed this post. And I hope that you visit all the blogs I have linked. They’re all lovely people. Send them some love.
No matter how much you grow up, try and keep your faith in your dreams, your fairy tales. You never know when it may come true.

Take care of yourselves. Have a lovely weekend.

TUDles..!! ❤ ❤ ❤ ..!!!

3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 1

Hello There All Of You Lovely People.! How are you doing today? I hope good. If not here’s something for you.


Feeling better?!

I wanted to share that I have been nominated to this 3 days quotes challenge by lovely blogger and friend AKIRAA. (Isn’t that a lovely name) I was secretly hopping for a nomination for this one because (as you might know) I love challenges and tags and this one is about quotes. How can anyone not wish to be nominated for this one.!!!? I’m so glad. And I hope you check out all the lovely blogs I have linked cause they’re all amazing. So here we go:

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”
― Robert Frost

I love this quote because it’s blunt and frank and it is not too cheesy positive still it isn’t negative either. No matter what you go through in life, it’s never the end. It’s a chapter of your life. And the next one will start soon. I like the quote because it doesn’t say it’s going to be easy or all fairy tale. It kind of tells you to pick yourself up and keep going. It such a simple quote that you can interpret it in your way and make the most of it. Like a metaphor.! At least that’s how I see it and that’s why I like this one.

BTW The Rules Are:

  1. Post 3 of your favourite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
  2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
  3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.


I hope you all participate and go visit each other’s quote posts too. I am surely going to. I love you all. You’re all amazing people. I wish you all amazing fun weekend. Take good care of yourselves and be nice one another.