Dwell of Surprises..

Stars were exploring the belt of sky in the covers of black night with a white blot expressing the emotions of those who were looking at this blot spreading its lightness on every sphere of the world. The blow of breeze was static in nature neither adorable nor abhorring in its composition. For the lights in the street were in blended form: poor absorbing the pleasure of candle, mediocre of that in the shades of lamps whereas rich one’s with their white lights nourishing the whole surrounding in which they have forgotten the miseries of outer world. In the rainbow of lights which was the sole jewel of the locality many people were living their own lives either under the covers of joys and various on the verge of only breathing for the lives with their dear ones. Conditions of families were beyond the line of poverty and sorrows; their lives compass was projecting an angle of inaccuracy. Some were struggling, few passing their time on the paths of dreams, various on the corners of dreadful visions, and only two in the lives of their own, in the beats of their hearts, on the channels of their souls without any fear for the sorrows, beyond the emotion of being sad, far above the feeling of poverty but for each other solely.

            Hayat and Zara: two entities but made for the worries of one another without the sacred satanic emotions of envy, jealousy, hatred and dejection. Their life was nowhere different from the prospects of others sharing the neighborhood with them but their way of life: splendid. After the day when their nuptial knot was knotted with the strings of feelings and affection both of them on both major and minor occasion surprised each other keeping in mind the desires and happiness of one another. With blind words they expressed their affection for each other now and then. Such was an occasion when Hayat was lost in the mind cycles that how to blow up the day and splash the happiness on the face of his life-soul, Zara. All his strength of thinking was focused now on the plans of creating an aura of smiles, joys and closeness. Hayat was wandering in the thoughts of his beloved who was nothing for others but everything for him. Two things deceived his nurturing power of emotions for Zara: her birthday and his helpless poverty. While he was involved in his game of planning, his wife Zara was sitting in front of a broken mirror which was a symbol their married life with blots of dust on it. Zara’s focus was projected on her dress which she wore on every birthday after her marriage and which was the only symbol of her living condition. She tried to make her husband and her soul-partner on every occasion in her sphere of life.

            For in the memory register of Hayat, only two days were of utmost importance: the day he met her and 2^nd August on which God revealed her on the face of earth for him as his life partner in future. Every year, he celebrated her birthday in versatile way beside his poor condition. After their marriage, five years and each year devised aesthetically. First year: with a piece of cake and flower, second year: anklet made of flower with a sweet, third on a cliff in rain with a shawl, fourth in the smiles of tea. All years flashbacked in his thoughts in seconds and tear blurred his eye balls. In rush he ornamented his face with smile as Zara entered the room after dressing up.  With curls of hairs on her right shoulder, smile floating on her lips, eyes down fixed on her hands, and ecstatically covered with maroon sari, Hayat was all stunned, aesthetically lost in her genre, and eyes fixed on her vision, he was all helpless and speechless in respect of her beauty to utter a word. His words got blurred; his mind postured on Zara and heart in prayers to God. She placed her self in front of her and sprinkled drops of water on Hayat to get him back in the world of reality in front of him. In moments he was reminded of the day and his hand flowed straight to his pockets which later appeared with two candles. Lighted both the candles in front of her and produced a piece of paper to her after reading of which Zara’s tears took much time to stop as she was overflowed with emotions. The piece of paper presented Hayat’s affection for Zara and which was written in the shape of such words: “On this day, words and expression are seeking some path to bless you with such prayers, wishes, happiness, beatific smiles, priceless gifts so that it may arouse as the best in your life forever..This is a day on which God bestowed this earth with such a person who bears with affection the feelings of love, adoration, friendship, commitment, sincerity and devotion with care. This day defines all your these attributes in true meanings and you deserve the best on this day as you are the beholder of such tranquil personality with no match. Happy birthday with a wish that your beauty surpass the ledges of everyone's heart, your smile be thrones every individual on and off your surroundings, your care nourishes everyone’s heart, and especially your hair allows me to get drown in the pool of foams. On this day, may God mark your life with the shield of happiness, success and smiles so that the rest of the year welcomes you in the best of its laps and traps. God bless you. Happy Birthday...”

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Fear in disguise

He stepped on the threshold of his flat placing his shoe on something while opening the lock of the door. He moved his feet forward due to which fraction of paper with flour produced a sound throwing the paper to the other side of the corridor. Sound attracted his acoustic senses and he leaned back to observe the reason of sound which fluted from his moving shoe in seconds.  His eyes got fixed on a piece of paper and he moved forward to pick it up as it shaped as letter flapping it up and down to guess the inner core content of the letter as the envelope was with out any title due to which curiosity delivered its norms in the mind of AADRISH.  With beating heart he stepped back into his room and used the top of T.V for his keys, wallet and other minor unimportant belongings which reigned his pockets for years in his life. He avoided following his routine which has been in his veins for decades and attempted with shivering hands to open the envelope. He did and some pearls of sweat crowned his forehead for seconds of his life.

“Better step back.” the only three words inked in the circle on white paper. his face turned pale as he knew the consequences of such threat which was the output of one of his proposal which he sent to a person of means in the locality. Silence prevailed inside and out side of his surroundings. Heartbeats pumped atypically. For his mind was now focused on the sort mirrors of consequences as fear elaborates many hidden things in one’s mind and in the same scenario he was now spell bounded.   Slowly wrapped the paper and placed it back in the envelope of threats and laid upside down in his bed focusing on the whole incident of how he got involved in the situation of bad lucks.  Each and every moment sprinted in his nerves and he casted the moments which he once cherished. While he was in the valley of fears, threats, terror, worries and such emotion which led to miseries, his senses went off into the chapters of sleep.

Darkness and silence with sounds of insects flourished the occasion of night in the valley and area which surrounded his flat. With the thoughts of threats he tried to play hide seek with his fear and involved himself in reading his lines which once were penned in the days of his early immature life. In the mean time  when his eye balls were rolling on the lines of paper his attention got diverted with the sound a car and the persons who jumped from the car were uttering his names loud. “Here’s Aadrish flat.” “He dwells here.” “Knock the door.” “ask him about his intentions.” All these sounds directly struck his eardrums from the holes of the wall and the empty square in the wall decorated with window. His heart throbbed, he felt as if something improper is going to happen with him and many things flashed back in his brain in flip of seconds.  All what he was capable of doing was to just wait for the knock and face the persons who were yelling loudly about him in front of his flat.  The door produced his invitation to face his fate and he opened the door. He shook the hand with pumping heart and asked the reason of their visit. While talking to them all he did was thinking about the means how to rescue himself from the attacks as he was sure these persons are the reality of that threat. Surmounted with such thoughts abruptly his face delivered a ray of smile and satisfaction with sighs of alleviation. With the segments of excuses they departed as they were looking for some aadrish who worked with them and he was about to leave with them to his home town and his friends came here to his flat considering him the same person. Aadhrish surprised on the tale of this coincidence which marked in his life another day of terror.

Pakistan: A short synopsis

History:

Pakistan, a country which shares in its depth historical touches with the most ancient civiliza-tion who spread their set rules and traditions in the whole of Indus region. The greater Indus region was home to one of the four most ancient civilization on face of earth. The discovery made by the archaeologists in the twentieth century reveals the culturally rich and well planned town of Mohenjo-Daro - hub of Indus civilization. Similarly, Takshashila (current day Taxila) is ranked among one of the oldest uni-versities in the world. The Ghandara civiliza-tion also thrived and prospered in the current day Pakistan.

The riches of this land invited many warriors throughout its history from Greeks led by Alex-ander the great to Arabs-inspired by young Mohammad bin Qasim to Turks, Afghan and the British Raj.

The dawn of Nineteenth century rose with the manifestation of the British India which contin-ued until the mid of the twentieth century. Un-der the leadership of Jinnah, the Muslims of subcontinent struggled for their freedom, the dream of which touched the realization on 14th August 1947.

Culture:

The cultural history of Pakistan dates back to pre-historic age which is traced to archaeologi-cal culture of the Lower Paleolithic.. With pas-sage of time, the land has seen the rise and fall of some of the most magnificent and highly well developed civilization of the history. It was in the current day Pakistan where the Mehrgarh and Indus Civilization have blossomed and withered.

Pakistan culturally manifests vastness, simplic-ity, legacy and the attributes of being marvelous in nature. It is culturally homogeneous with the heritage of Punjabis, Pashtuns, Sindhis and Ba-lochis each of them with their own versatility. The scope, history, sophistication and complexity of the culture are vast.

In the Punjabi clan of culture Punjabi Philoso-phy, poetry, spirituality , artistry, music, cuisine, military warfare, architecture, traditions, values and history are in the praisal list. Pushtoon cul-ture associates its linkage with the Persian tradi-tion of south and central Asia explicit in their traditional dances, literary styles and music. Sindi-with its roots in Indus civilization with language, folklore, traditions, customs and life-styles which make them different and unique in the region. Baloch portrays a uniqueness in in their cuisine, culture, faithfulness and hospital-ity. They are enriched with tribal diversity, music and social values with the genre of culture in relation to their land and climate.

Tourism

Pakistan can certainly be described as the unex-plored frontier with its diverse range of attrac-tion ranging from the ancient civilization of Mo-henjo-Daro, Harappa and Taxila to the north where uniquely three of the world most famous hill ranges meets namely Himalaya, Kara-korum and Hindukash. Pakistan is home to 5 out of 13 worlds 8000+ meters mountains including K2(second only to Mount Ever-est) and Nanga Parbat (Killer Mountain). The valleys of Chitral and Hunza houses the cultural traces of Alexander the great. The Siachen glacier, meadows of Swat (known as Switzerland of East), beaches of Arabian sea, landscapes of Punjab, the de-sert of Thar and the barren Khyber Pass highlights the diverse tourist attractions.

Pakistan splendidly exhibits some of the Mughal architecture in various shades on which they emancified their expertise. The shades angles in Lahore fort for its sterility, Peshawar fort for its vastness, Badshahi Mosque for its red intarcia walls and domes decoration, and Shalimar Garden for its Persian Islamic styles.

Cuisine:

Pakistani cuisines express in utter diversity its nautical flavor and rich aromas. With the versatility in culture, Pakistani cuisines pro-vides the significant taste of different re-gions for which the parts of Punjab and Sindh are spicy in nature representing the wallop of South-Asia with the aroma of Sarsoon ka Saag, Makai ki Roti, Nihari, Paya, Nan and Biryani. Khyber-Pukhtoonkhwa, Baluchistan, Gilgit and Kashmiri cuisines are ambrosial with char-ismatic range of Haleem, Pulao, Kabab, Kofte along the traditional deserts of Kheer, Gulab Jamun, Shahi Tukray, Qulfi and Ras Malai, the most sheer in taste.

Religion:

A castle of religions  with four shades : Muslims, christians, hindus, and sikh. Pakistan; A land of cultural spectrum projecting various colours. Its people featuring different ethnicities and beliefs, projects a unique view of unity. Pakistan delivers an idea of young, lively and broad culture to the world as the youth represents their country in all fields of life: Magical articrafts, austere design for life, romantic aroma of surroundings, ambrosial cuisines of rural and urban tastes are the conjuring aspects one finds on this land. In celebrations, Pakistan reflects versitality: Religious festivals and unified national festivals. Spring festival shares variety of shads; on land, colors of fashioned people, fragranance of jubilation in the air, a sky with crowned rainbow kites, musical sounds, food serves and animal shows reflecting richness of customs. with the inspirational touches of sufi poet ameer khusro, Pakistan's music flutes various tones of ragas, fusion of pop and classical genres. Pakistan exhibits all varieties of seasons and lands: vastness of deserts, gigantic ranges of mountains, lushness of landscapes, hot degrees of summer, foggy winters, adventurous routes in the rugged hills with lots of attracting opportunities inviting every individual to discover the hidden secrets of this Land.

Weddings:

Weddings in pakistan spreads a maxim of unification as people shares same history with one another. Weddings in pakistan usually lasts for three charismatic days and nights: Mehndi, barat. walima. Each night with different touch; On Mehndi, palms of maidens designed with mehndi, embroided yellow and green attire of females, lads in traditional kurtas, night enlighted with candle, petals as carpet for the guests, bride and groom on stage with blend of smile and shy, dances on the tunes of traditional and modern music sparks the night of Mehndi. Barat is the manifestation of dark colours especially red, an occasion to serve the guests with cultural cuisines, a day of departure for bride to her groom's, moments of  both gloom and happiness for bride's family, and new life for the groom's. Walima, an occasion for the bride's family to visit the groom's, a day of joy for both families with colors of fraternity, closeness, and family bondings.

Sports:

in games, Pakistan exhibits numerous types whether linked with international or traditional sports both with passion and patience. officially Hockey is the national game; crowned with world cup quarterly in the annals of sports. Along with hockey, cricket is nation's unofficial national sport famous in every corner of the country which is the game of all ages; once the champions as well. Pakistan is many times champions in the courts of Squash with the rackets of Jansher khan and Jahangir khan. Internationaly in snooker, Pakistan's Muhammad Yousaf titled himself to be the world champion.Traditionally in local games, pakistani community portrays many sides of sports on the shores of various ethnic sides. Polo on the heights of shandur, guli dhandha in the streets of localities, camel race on the sand of deserts, buffalo's race on the fields of fertility with adhere zeal and enthusiasm.

On the verge of words, this synopsis can best be concluded with one sentence which defines every genre of Pakistan: A country with the blends of love, peace and fraternity; Land of historical diversity;  and with nation of rich thoughts.