Through Trials and Tribulations

Deep!

Anouska's Blog

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Cradled in the sands of time
A voice rises within when the
Heart cries for shelter
To know if someone is there

God bears a silent witness to our human strife and
The inevitable misery of attachment we burden ourselves
With but there is no happiness as fine as detachment

Can we be raised from damnation?
Enveloped in the warmth of a Divine presence
Severing our chain of hopeless despair?

As an awakening full of promises
Awaits in the dance of leaves in the wind
Caressing the beauty of our bare being

An undampened ardour flourishes across
The cloudless sky with wild pulse
Of exploding colours cleansing the
Palette of life by His ceaseless grace

And we are reminded
Our soul is courage,
Soaring on wings like an eagle
Made to fly above the storm.

By Anouska Banerjee

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Let Writers Love.

Beyond Sanity Publishing

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re afraid of the attention.

Because they will notice everything – the way you wrinkle your forehead when completely clueless about something. How you absentmindedly scratch your knee when furiously scribbling notes. The soft sigh that escapes your lips when you lean back on your pillow, tired after a day’s work. They will notice the slightest of purrs that emanates from you as you pull a blanket over your body, and the softest of smiles in which your left dimple flashes merrily.

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re apprehensive of taking care.

They will be emotional – dramatic too, sometimes to the extent of driving you crazy. But don’t lose your cool when, and not if, they do that when you two fight. Look into their eyes and see past the heightened emotions within…

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Let me fly

Beautiful dear. : D

Areeba Noor

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 If you hold me tight, I might die.
Trust me and let me fly.
Give me just one chance by letting me fly.
You are afraid of thunder and I am afraid of not-to-fly.
Don’t trap me in a cage, I have wings to fly.
I have no map but trust me I will come back to you only.
My wings are blessings, I want to fly.
If you love me, let me fly.
The sky is clear, my peeps are calling me, hope you understand, please! Let me fly.
I too have a heart, secretly wishes to fly; my only dream is to fly.

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There is something about Mutton; A Food Review.

Mashallah. Yummy nom dearest Ma’am. : )

Nadia Jamil

I’m picky about my mutton & just HAVE to share that Samar Ataullah has just fed me the quintessential perfect roast mutton leg!! Utterly divine!!

Slow roasted for over five hours on a low heat to get to that perfect tenderness, Samar makes a Mechouia Style Lamb Leg with Cumin Dipping Salt. It’s roasted in garlic, cumin & rock salt flakes for what seems like forever and ends up being this stunningly soft leg with the most amazingly crusty masala. It really is gorgeous, to smell, see and taste!
It’s a Moroccan speciality and we all fell on it like beasts at the Iftar table today.
The crust is slightly salty with the garlic and roasted salt flaked cumin adding a great kick to the soft, melt in your mouth meat. It’s all so pure, simple & perfectly cooked, extremely tender, quite beautiful. No smell, no fuss, no millions of…

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This is my pain.

She is ever inspiring. Phenomenal. God bless her.

Battling Crohn's Disease

This is my pain, there are many with it, but this pain is mine. My pain is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. Without me, my pain is useless. Without my pain, I am useful. I must embrace my pain. I must be stronger than the disease that is trying to kill me. I must conquer the disease before it conquers me. I will conquer.

I know that what counts in this war against my body is not the shots the disease fires, the noise of my cries, nor the burden I must bear. I know that it is the pain I must endure that counts. I will endure.

My pain is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn to live with it as a sister. I will learn its weaknesses and its strength. I will keep my diet clean and my…

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Reviving The Love Of Literature

Wishing you great success!

Beyond Sanity Publishing

Are books your favorite thing? Do you absolutely adore bookshops? Is hanging out with literary people discussing their work your favorite way to spend your evenings? If you answered yes to all these questions then I can bet you rushed eagerly to the Book Launch and Reading Session by Beyond Sanity Publishing on the 9th of May, 2016, at London Book Company, Kohsar Market.

The turnout at this event was delightful. London Book Company was filled to the brim and people who came a bit later faced difficulty in finding a place to sit. The ambiance was perfect for all bookworms and lovers of literature – bookshelves on either side, dimmed lights and glittering stars amid a darkening evening sky outside.

The CEO of Beyond Sanity Publishing, Irum Zahra, came up with this event to ensure that the love of reading remains alive and thriving in Pakistan. Those who…

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Absolute Nothingness

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Absolute Nothingness

Staring on my easel

I gently stroked on the canvas,

from my very soul

the colour of hope

it lack vibrancy, carries only dimness

so much hopelessness!

hope fading!

afraid it might fade away in fullness

anticipatingly,

I approached for the colour of faith,

It was there with all its radiance

spreading smoothly vital on canvas

further adding the colours of agony and pain

appearing vital but vain

there was a desperate want of life!

I approached for the colour of life

oh! I was running short of it !

despite of my wit

I am so short of it!

there is absolute nothingness

so much lifelessness

Despite of such nothingness and lifelessness

I compassionately looked,

looked on to my incomplete painting of love!

here it gives me the inkling what I have been to you!

where You were looking onto me

more compassionately

You claim that  You…

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