The Knot

I am the union
Of two souls
Cast into a mold
They fought against
The union
of what the universe
never permitted
to remain tethered
by more than a cord between hearts
Morphing within
into a noose of sharp wire
around
neck
I am an impossibility
become possible
I am what was not meant to be
and yet
came to be
I was meant to be
the rose
that blooms
in sands
that are barren
fruitless
but I became
a prickly cactus
that drew tiny roses each day
out of fingers
That know no better anymore
Than the comfort of ruptured cells
It seems right
Even outside
Even in me
I m the cloud
that is brought about by waters
lost to air
like smoke
that cannot be held in palms
to bring raindrops that the land craves
only to realize
it didn’t want it
the more the droplets soak
into its crevices
the more they teasingly remind it
of its barrenness
of its unquenchable thirst
I am the tree
that was never to take root
in the sands
that didn’t know
where they themselves belonged
but yearned
for a spore to guide them
where they were meant to stay
only to realize
it was not for them
they could not offer strength
which they themselves lacked
I am the one wrong stitch in a tapestry
that falls in shreds over the one wrong twist of threads it took
Which makes it all seem wrong
All the right in it
Regrets the core of each thread
I am the life
That came to be
out of the stench of death
the light that rose from the pit of darkness
that never found its place again
flickering in wake
of what would never be lit by it
I have waged a war against my own self
tearing it
bit
by
bit
to reform it
in a way
that would keep my roots together
and yet they would be ripped
in opposite directions
taking parts of me
with them
But perhaps
we were never intended to be whole
in that brokenness
I found You
in that brokenness
I recognize you
and in it
I keep you O Lord in my heart
till my soul knows
a better destiny

Sides to love..                                                              (To my grandmother who knew how to love best) 

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In the swirls of wine in your eyes,  

I could see love shine through-  

It had its tinges:

Each sand drop in hourglass;  

Reflecting off its surface,  

In a different tinge of red. 

Sometimes pure red glinting- 

Like the edge of a knife,  

That can cut if need be, 

Upon a tear in the rulebook. 

Those same swirls become blood red: 

When the smallest of thorns threatens harm,  

To my fragile shell trembling with naivety; 

It seethes with anger at those who advance,  

With their treacherous blades of jealousy.  

At times it transforms into a deep maroon,  

Puzzling the seekers around:  

With an air of a veiled sun, 

Which may or may not reveal-  

Its warmth divine.

On a cold winter morning,  

It melts into a crimson;  

Mirroring the victory dance-  

My universe does,  

When basking in their presence.  

Train to Hogwarts Café!

Atoofa Through the Looking Glass

It all began with the Harry Potter and the cursed child!

The hype was created all around the globe and the fuss was created so much so that all potter heads were going crazy. In the midst of this hype one day on social media we saw the post that there is an opening of a new café named “Hogwarts Café”. Well, this made me and my friends drool to visit this place at our earliest.

We visited this café and made Bahjat’s day an amazing one by celebrating her 22nd birthday at Hogwarts eemm Café which is located in PWD, near Bahria Town! This is place is owned by brothers named Hassan and Haider. They are start ups and according to them they wanted to start a cafe so they thought why not Hogwarts Cafe? And I guess they did the right thing there! Cheerio.

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There’s Hope..

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To me they scream
There’s hope
Don’t give the dream
Away:there’s hope
Hope they find humanity
Hope paid is penalty
Of different beliefs
Of grievances griefs
Caused on both ends
Wounds will mend
There’s hope
There’s hope
They scream
And I dream