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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): September 2011
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Wednesday, September 21, 2011. Chapter no. 11: The Contention (V). Ilaaf was being blackmailed by his own father, how he could be able to prevent his mother. He knew that Maa and Daadi would have known everything about the accident, and therefore he couldn’t dare to talk to them on phone. Everything had been changed so much, he used to feel like a supportless grain which was ...
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): May 2011
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Monday, May 30, 2011. Chapter no. 8: Love.A Reality (III). Daily after waking up in the morning, he had to think that what he has to do in order to spend his day, everyday he used to arrange his activities from the beginning, purpose was to pass the day, to pass these endless moments of wait which were written in his fate. What a cruelty, what an injustice of fate it was?
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Thinking: February 2013
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I always thought of myself a house. I always what I lived in. It did'nt need to be big. It did'nt even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be MINE. I become what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a HOUSE. Daikh lee teri wusat-e-dil bhi. Apna khot'ta sik'ka wapis lay. Jub hath mein apnay kash'kool he tehra. Shayed koi orr dil wala day day. View my complete profile. Your death transformed me! 8216;Lambs to the Slaughter’: Reflections on Geo’s New. کسی شاخ سبز کی چھا ؤ ں میں.
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Thinking: December 2012
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I always thought of myself a house. I always what I lived in. It did'nt need to be big. It did'nt even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be MINE. I become what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a HOUSE. Daikh lee teri wusat-e-dil bhi. Apna khot'ta sik'ka wapis lay. Jub hath mein apnay kash'kool he tehra. Shayed koi orr dil wala day day. View my complete profile. Hatred of Wisdom: modern East and West. Pursuit of Satisfaction: Your recipe? Wealth of the Poor. محبت کرنا کیسا تھ...
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): December 2012
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Wednesday, December 26, 2012. Chapter no. 14: The Test (III). He detached himself from everything just so he doesn’t endanger her life because of his passion. He also had come to terms with Qandeel’s decision so that she could live. Now, he was concerned about Qandeel’s safety more then his own happiness and contentment. 8221; Adnan inquired curiously. 8220;Nothing as such, w...
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): Chapter no. 17: This Life is a Desire (III)
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Monday, April 21, 2014. Chapter no. 17: This Life is a Desire (III). All the servants were set to clean the room, diligently. Adnan lit a cigarette and called Fazal to him. Fazal’s face was covered with bruises, it was blue with the beating he got from Ilaaf. Adnan pitied him. 8220;I am going back to home. Inform me as soon as you hear anything about Ilaaf, got it? I cannot g...
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Thinking: November 2013
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I always thought of myself a house. I always what I lived in. It did'nt need to be big. It did'nt even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be MINE. I become what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a HOUSE. Daikh lee teri wusat-e-dil bhi. Apna khot'ta sik'ka wapis lay. Jub hath mein apnay kash'kool he tehra. Shayed koi orr dil wala day day. View my complete profile. کسی شاخ سبز کی چھا ؤ ں میں. Contextual Notes to 'Conversazione'. The Republic of Rumi. Javidnama (2007; Urdu).
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): June 2013
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Tuesday, June 18, 2013. Chapter no. 16: The Grief (III). Darkness shrinks away however dense or black it is. Even if the people desire to cling onto it with all their might, wishing to lose themselves in it, is all in vain. It never stayed for her. Her eyes flew open and she bolted upright. Room was filled with sunlight, there was nobody else with her. 8220;What am I thinking?
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): July 2011
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Saturday, July 30, 2011. Chapter no. 10: The Incident (V). He was standing at the terrace of his room, and that moment if he would have got wings on his arms like birds and he could be able to take a flight then it wouldn’t be so amazing for him how amazing it was for him, Qandeel talking to him continuously one and half hour on phone. While laughing he remembered the eyes of...
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness): February 2012
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Gham-e-Agahi (Grief of Awareness). The story of a grief that consumes all other griefs and turns the heart into a boundless ocean. Friday, February 17, 2012. Chapter no. 12: The Decision (III). She could expect anything from Qaiser Laashari, she knew that in order to save Ilaaf from punishment he could do anything, that’s why she had to protect herself on her own, what had Ilaaf wanted in this whole time, she couldn’t have any idea about that. Saturday evening when she returned back to home then looking ...
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