A sunset burning in the golden water
Flames not rising up but seeping deep
Without any smoke, clear and crystal
Warmth is only felt to heart, amusing it’s beats
Eyes seeing the glimpse of rare paradise of the day
How satisfying is this sigh taken within?
Expanding the aura of soul
Reveling in the poetry of resplendent rays
The trees are singing the farewell song for the setting sun
The sky is spreading the melody in artistic colours
How pleasant is it to the hearts?
A sign of the creation of Allah among the infinite signs
I wonder how much grateful I should be to have these eyes
Witnessing such a marvelous beauty
How much grateful I should for the light he has given me?
The sun will depart and the day will pass
But, My Lord will always remain in my heart
So, All the praises belong to Allah
Who is the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful.


I have found people in two different ways. One who find you by the essence of your soul and makes a relation based on love emanating from the heart which subsides the opinion they may have for you and doesn’t let the differences to supercede the relation of love from the heart. Often, these relations become unbreakable, unshakable and above the trait of self sufficiency. They find happiness in your happiness.

Second are those, for whom essence of soul is inferior to the opinions they make of you. If conditions are favourable, there opinions and words too will be favourable for you and vice versa. When there is no effort on the recognition of true essence, a clear trait of self sufficiency could be evident and happiness will only acquire a opportunistic shape. A conditional happiness.

Opinions and Efforts in a Struggling Society

A struggling society is either filled with a lot of efforts or a lot of opinions. Or we can say both of them, which is more appropriate but depends upon an individual which side he wants to apprehend. Constructive efforts often give a hope that later or sooner we are going to make through. Void opinions remain stagnant and their value may have paramount weigtage for a moment and things may seem to make sense but keeps on depreciating with time as circumstances alter. Especially, a struggling society gives rise to a variety of opinions which every section of people carry through and when the opinions starts to differ at individual stage and even for one individual, it differs with time to time, event to event, and remains limited to the extreme criticism and devoid of encouragement of the struggle itself, then an environment of hopelessness gets edge over the efforts being put forward. Often, they take a shape of destructive opinions. Opinions filled with information and a concise needed data and a clear background helps to understand the struggle and need for that. Also, when it is filled with a hope that is being created by giving the examples of past successful events. These are needed, but they come only when efforts are being made to  know the history and the events in their proper chronological order and the logical reason behind their happening. These are constructive opinions which gives to way to constructive efforts.

It is also seen that to achieve a goal in a struggling sociecty, different groups are  formed and they form their own discourse to work through. When the discourse of a particular section becomes rigid, and acquires a form as if it is the only discourse, these discourses come conflicting with one another due to lacking understanding and synergy. But when the discourse is being based on the healthy foundations where the scope of understanding others and coming together with  them shoulder to shoulder by giving importance to the common points by letting the difference to keep aside, is a constructive discourse and efforts arising from it are always in right direction. These are constructive efforts  which give rise to constructive opinions.


By a wonderful secret writer…

Happiness ( The most wanted feeling in every world)
Happiness is when every beat of your heart sings the song of freedom,
Happiness is living life of honesty ,truth and justice,
Happiness is wiping away the darkness of hatred  and jealousy from the walls of your heart,
Happiness is feeling the true essence of love inside your heart,
Happiness is walking away from worldly worries,
Happiness is when you feel enlightment in ocean of knowledge ,
Happiness is when there is clarity and purity in your thoughts,
Happiness is experiencing closeness with your creator,
Happiness is when your soul emanates the rays of divine lights,
Happiness is in the eyes of true believer,
Happiness is in realising the greatness of your Lord,
Happiness is in the prostration in front of Allah.
True happiness isn’t a momentarily feeling, it is flow of tranquility in  your existence.


By a wonderful secret writer…

Every creation of Almighty possess existential relationship with each other. The existence of universe is based on different relations , every integral part of universe plays significant role to preserve the integrity of universe. These relations are maintained my different energies, present in abstract forms. Relationship b/w humans are manifested by different human instincts .

Relationship can arise because of love , affection, attachment, hatred , jealousy etc. Relationship b/w Allah and human being is most fullfilling and eternal , that gives spritual enrichment , the deep relationship with Allah directs us to maintain our worldly relations of love and affection with his creation. Second most influential relationship in life of Muslim is relationship with our beloved prophet, third most crucial relation is relation with Holy quran. These relations help human being to imbibe the quality of humanity, love, kindness and brotherhood.

Man in materialistic way is just a hanful of dust but in metaphysical way it is spritual being. Individual survival of human being is impossible. We all possess a dependency on one another to fullfilll our daily needs and these needs are sometimes physical and sometimes related to our emotions.

The most beautiful relation on Earth is relationship based on love.


Immersion of love in the heart wets your eyes
Your walls of heart break down in the joy of freedom
You yearn to embrace the soul with yours
Differences vanish within the hands, that join together

It plugs the cracks inherited from the pain
It gives you depth to search from within
Love becomes the reason to seek life from God
A source of peace for the ones where love resides

It could be the love of mother to her son
Between the friends living together all along
Between the man and her wife
Between anyone bound by the promises
But love for God is above all
Love for Him is a feeling where your indentity dwells
A freedom, A strength
A hope, A truth
Love for God is the real life

Spring without Smile

Spring in my Valley has remains of winter
Some days the sun shines, some days the rain plays the roof
These times have stole the smile of spring
These times have slaughtered the hope of summer
But hope will make a way like water does
I hope so
Till then,
I, fire and the memories will be sitting in the garden

When I would see again?

I looked through the needles of the pine
The sun was having it’s last shine
The town looked beautiful from the top
Fading greenery in the golden rays seemed like,
What eyes had never seen
I kept looking and words were coming to life on my lips
Silence was singing the beautiful songs
My heart stood still to take it all
As I drove back to my town
Silence started to become ugly
Few faces that were looking had eyes filled with fear
Everyone was speaking of the virus that has invaded this mean world
And news read that more than yesterday passed away
Silence was screaming the events of horror
Here it was
One in my town was tested positive
It broke down as if lightning had fallen without any thunder
Lips started remembering the Lord of everything
O Allah, save us all!
Everyone locked their gates
And became prisoners of their own house
The plan people had one weak before
Came crashing down
For the first time we all together realized
We are not in control of life
Now, I don’t know, when I would see the sunset of my beautiful town?