Stop Bullying

               In the tumult and turmoil,where brands are the symbols of richness,where beauty defines your personality,where love seems to be for those having car,money and property. In the chaos where people work for rich, be the foes of poor and friends of Wealthy ones. In the fracas of discrminations of races,castes and creeds,in the world chasers of double standards,in the world of so-called modest people,Lacks Humanity.

                          Here every person is a Story, every house has a secret hidden within its boundaries, every heart is burdened with a sorrow and every soul bearing a guilt. We come to see, we read, we watch many people dying,many lying. We see the real faces behind the veils of Humanity,we see the impurity behind the purity. We see injustice overwhelming justice, we see cruelty killing the mercy.

                            In the world of Education, we see oppression,tyranny. Those having wealth don't understand,don't care for a moment of the hearts of improvished,rebuking in front of public they find pleasure, joy, eternity. Those having power don't even think of the penurious, whose family is dependent on his salary,their hearth gets cold because of firing from the job. Those having beauty insults, mock frequently those not having the beauty.

               In the Clamour of double standards, everyonne bullies, we used to pressurize either for seat or for snatching love. We use to tyrranize poor, mock the gays, rebuke the destitutes, show pride to low class, oppress the servants. We used to do this now and then, but You know what we don't even think for once. We don't even consider what they are bearing, we don't even try to understand what we have done.

                      This happens daily, We kill everyday, we kill either by insulting one's character or by rebuking them for their colour. We murder everyday, someone's expectations or someone's heart. Our bullying, our oppression kills many but we don't ponder. The need of hour is to stop Bullying. Stop being culprit, stop murdering, stop this inhumane behaviour. Who are we to characterize one without knowing his/her story? Who are we to oppress one having no money? Who are we to mock one having black colour or fat body? Try to understand them, try to realize the fact, WE ALL ARE HUMAN. Try to be humane rather than a Devil. For those creating the disorder are one of unpleasent to Allah Almighty. Give Love, Seek Love, Be Love.

 If you don't Know their Sufferings,

Don't be a cause of their sufferings.

Dowry_A Dilemma

Girls__The Fragile butterflies
These souls who start their life by sacrificing their favourite things,sacrifice their love for the proud of Father,sacrifice their things for the love of their brother,sacrifice their wishes for the proud of their mother.When they open their eyes,they are asked What will you do when you'll get married_? A lime that echoes in their mind at every step of their life. Listening these words,these souls grow up and the day arrives_The Day of their Marriage. But what happens? Their purity is counted over the Dowry,their sincerity is targeted over the Dowry, their beauty of Heart is slapped over the Dowry, their ethics,their morality,their lifestyle is pinched over the Dowry, their respect is burnt over the Dowry. Most often,there comes a Headline The Daughter of Hawa was Burnt by the Husband and Her Family in Law. I wonder, Don't their heart shake while burning a live,breathing soul,don't their hands shiver while burning the soul with a pure heart? Why don't they think for a while _What If their Daughter would be in this place?.

         But thing is they don't ponder,they don't even consider this. The Dilemma of today's society need to be Pondered is,
The Fragile butterflies made to fly, Are made crippled due to Dowry💔
✍🏻Momina Ahsan

Journey-Reality

Like the burning candles,Is melting every second,
The laughters,the pains,the proud,the money,
Every second is a certainty,To I will cease to shine,
And your calculative and manipulative will fade off,
Light will be stolen from this secluded road,
Darkness will surely befall out of this worldly heaven,
O' man! Be ready for your final zip code in the mud,
Show humanity, show Modest codes.
✍🏻Momina Ahsan

Mother Of Land

The lady called as Stateswoman,one of the founders of Pakistan,whose persuasion made the Women fought with bravery,who didn't let the Ghosts of Enemies let her brother scare in his struggle, who sheathed the women like the poison for the foes, who shielded her brother from every hurdle letting the heavy tongues of the enemies like 'Rungus' and 'Hinduism' crushed and smash, born a common lady, fought and become an Example of Bravery, Role model of the Muslim Leaders, strong critic of British Rule, advocation of Separation of Sub continent,whose legacy was her support of civil rights, whose devotion is still making the world bright, whose words 'There is a magic in your own hands, Take your Vital Decisions, They may be grave and momentous, far reaching in their consequences.'

Her words made the ladies to stand like the sheer rocks and fight for the struggles causing the Glove glitter and frinkle, whose life made the sisters brave like the shields, smashing those who are plunderers, making them valorous enough to confiscate every hurdle and make their Goal Shine Bright by the struggle so hard.

Let's pay tribute to the Mother of Our Land, join the hands, Praise her struggles, Gleam her devotion and Show her Respect

Let's Join the hands to show The World audacity of Our Mother - Fatima Jinah

✍🏻Momina Ahsan

Philanthropist - Abdul Sattar Edhi

The man whose altruism made the world astonish, the man whose magnanimity made the stone hearted people melt, the one whose words I can begin small, but why should I think small? The philanthropist who made ways gleaming for us by his Humanitarian deeds ,the one Man so Richest, not by money but by heart  - the one who started his charity in the age so small and as he grew, Allah Almighty blessed him with the wife Bilquis Edhi who walked with him through every thick and thin. As they walked ,people followed, making a crowd making the ways glare with humanity.

     The man who made us Learn Humanity is greater than all religions,making the masses realize the pain of poor and we need to understand that pain of hunger that causes the others to cry the tears of blood. He is indeed the King without the crown, having the garland of love by the peole from all over the Globe.

  The man who is our pride, alive in our hearts and our deeds - for now and ever
The man who set the example to make a society glaring and flaring by Humanity and Generosity. Indeed he taught the layman to be rich by heart and love all, without the discrimination.
  The Mentor of our Lives
The Legend of Generosity - Abdul Sattar Edhi           Let's join the hands to extend this chain and show that We all are Humane          ✍🏻Momina Ahsan

Sensitivity Leading to Depression

   Highly Sensitive, having the Bipolar Disorder,overwhelming and overstimulating feeling from where there is no escape. Sensitivity is said to be a cause that Plunges one to Depression.
    In Reality, it depends on us what we interprets, Sensitivity as a Blessing or Sensitivity as a empathetically destruction.

        It is somehow true that those who feel a lot,suffer a lot.Even a single usual comment causes Devastated Impact in the souls making their thoughts perish.About 4.4% of global population out of 332 Million is on the verge of depression making their lives addicted of darkness.
      Depression also causes Hyperthyroidism- hormonal imbalance resulting in the health down, Feeling being easily hurt or sometimes panicked by the thoughts.
     Hypersensitivity may lead to depression making the souls slow poisoned but on the other hand,this may be the strength making the world heal,making the pains cured by this strength

               Depends on us,depends on our faith,our determination that makes a way out of this terrifying storm

Don't Let your sensitivity mingle with Depression,

Make it your Strength.

Anxiety Transcendence Over Joy

         Sometimes, it seems like there's no gleam,every nook is full of dark extreme,like the depth of the woods where it feels like the loneliness prevailing, like the darkness making soul suffocate,like the negativity making the soul grabbed in the web of Black smoke- This is Anxiety where fear prevails,darkness overwhelms,man forgets all the charms,all the pleasures,all the blessings given by Allah Almighty, it seems like suffocation will make the body exhaust,tears roll over the face. Have you noticed why it happens?


                 Negativity - aspect of darkness,enemy of gleam. It prevails because of the Staggering Faith. The faith,the believe on the LORD OF LORDS, in the soul made by That LORD, the soul which was created to feel blessed, the soul which was born to please creatures inferior to him, the soul called Superior to all,feel so miserable that others pity on him,staggering faith throws him to the Failures,fear,depression.
But He forgets,
Where there is Darkness,there is Shine-Dazzling Light.

So, when Anxiety transcends over Joys,Remember all the charms,all the enchants,all the Blessings and let the dazzling ray of hope brim out of Deep Darkness,showing light towards the faith and not to lost in the web of pessimism. " Be a Warrior,Not a Staggering Miserable Creature" "Be Superior like the light of Hope,and not the darkness making one lost".

This Summer With Birds.

Save Birds🐦🐧🕊 - Save Nature🍃🌲 In the scorching heat of the sun making the bodies roast and burn, where the humans feel feeble,the heat of the sun making the souls dread, the heat of the sun like the burning hearth, there the Birds die due to insufficient water,making them dehydrate and weak.

                      It seems strange to see the humans doing their bests to shelter their own souls but none of them pay heed to be the voice of these voiceless creatures, having neither Refrigerators to drink cold water nor the air conditioned rooms to make their souls feel home. The Humans do their bests to save their children but show no magnanimity to the children of these voiceless creatures.             The children of these souls die due to hunger, the scorching heat and having no water. I wonder to find humanity fading in the humans and increasing death rate in the poor creatures.              Erratic weather pattern is threatening the life of birds and animals in the city. With temperatures soaring, the mortality rate of city fauna is set to surge. Mortality rate is increasing day by day just like the inhumane behaviour increasing rapidly in the so-called humans.            Birds are enthralling creatures of the sky that mesmerizes the eyes by their flight, making the eyes wonder on the charismatic beauty of Nature like the little plains flying so high smoothly and swiftly. Lets save these creatures, Be the voice of voiceless, Lets join the hands to save our beauty from being mortal of heat. lets join the hands like the chain, mingling in it humanity and zeal to save the globe, to save the beauty. Do place a water pot everyday for these thirsty feeble souls & few grains for their hungry stomach.
Share this as Sadqa-e-Jaria for you and your loved ones
Your one post on Social Media can save many voiceless souls & do send them to #VolunteerForcePakistan to intrigue others as well.
Be the voice of Voiceless Souls to make our Globe Beautiful and enchanting of All

Depression to Fantasy

                  She was a fairy in herself, innocence on the face, walking with a charming gait, elegance in every act. Being the only daughter of her parents, she always felt a charm in her life, here her lips wished, there the wish turned into reality. She was groomed like a princess, her house echoed all the time with her laughter and munchkins. the walls of her house were used to of her smiles, naughty pranks and most of all her lively heart.


                                               

Flowing in her emotions,

waving like an Angel,

The glow in her soul,

Making her a Princess,

The shine in her eyes,

Making her feel bright,

She was flowing,

In the valley of her dreams,

She was enjoying.

The soothness of her mind,

She was living,

Her childish nature...

Time passed, her innocence made her face glow as bright as the light so pure, her little pranks making her unique of all. Then, an incident made her glow as dim as the dark nooks. It seemed happiness became arrogant of her, the smile got angry and munchkins became gloomy. She fell in love with her fantasy, her books, her soul. She started observing every soul, every mind, it all poured in her sensitivity, possessiveness overloaded.

 Her animals tried to cheer her up, but she started falling in the depths of depression, got lost in the mysteries of chaos. Smile faded and seriousness prevailed. People said she has groomed up, she has become mature. No-one was aware she was trying to know her soul. Deep and deep she found the labyrinth talks. Her heart started bouncing for every little champ. Then, at once, she decided to come out of depression.

She made her own fairytale, built her own dreamland, where her dreams breathe, her love seemed true. Where there were joys, the happiness touched the seventh sky, she felt herself in a heaven. She started living in her heaven. She started living out of depression.

Exaggerating my zeal- VFP

          There was time, I used to think of any platform, that make me feel full of zeal,the honor and the prestige i get from my passion, i use that for my Nation. Then, I came to know about the Platform, named "Volunteer Force Pakistan".  I took it forgranted in the start, but attended the first event, the biggest happening in the history of Faisalabad, the youth event, Layallpur Youth Summit-2019               I remember , first time i went on such event and faced alot of gossips regarding my future ( as um doing DVM and even my family was of view, that event was not of your type etc) I got there, interacted with the freelancers, youth leaders over there, and one thing i remember that i felt, The Determination, the passion that was leading them all. I know that was the time, i got stressed about studies, future and Blessed is me that Allah Almighty took me there. That event proved to change my life.

Yes, we build the future, Make the stars glow with passion. Now, the time passed, i used the determination, i got from the Event LYS, and showed my capability. I won many essay writing contests All Pakistan English essay writing events. Then, i stepped ahead, got in touch with R & W cell of VFP and showed my talent there. Alhamdulillah, today I believe in my zeal, as i got the prestiged by my words. I am working as a Deputy Head English Content Writer, and due to my energetic soul, i was asked to lead as a Deputy Head UAF team. This honor made me feel i can change the world by my zeal. I am the one blessed with the best, to work for my nation, to make my nation bright of all.   This was not the end, I gave my words to raise the voice for those who are voiceless, i felt pride to work voluntarily for my country. The patriotic soul made me feel energetic and i started to dream again to fight the discrimination, fight the myth that ladies are weak. We aren't, we can do, what we think, what we dream. The honor this non-profit organization is giving to the females can never be compared to anyone. I feel proud to work for my country.

Working for my country is as beautiful as heaven, O my God, Give me the courage to do something great ! Thanks to VFP, Thanks to Allah Almighty for Blessing with Great, For Bestowing the esteem and Honor.

Happiness

             In the chaos of the world, when the man works from like a Torjan from dawn to dusk, where money is associated with happiness, where money is essential to fill the hearth of bellies. I think this all a myth, the happiness associated to money is like associating arms to be used for walking. There are many people in all over the globe having loads of money but with zero happiness. Happiness is something found not in the money, but in the hearts full of love, brimming sincerity, loving infinitely. Happiness is something in close apposition with transparency and not to opacity. In the world where materialistic deeds has made the man insane, where glitter of brands has made the man blind, where money has made the man insincere, lets find the happiness.  Lets love our self, love those who are sincere, loyal to your heart and soul. find the ways, expect a little, give some great. Life is all about happiness, be the one who is original and not fake.

                                   In the Pandemonium , where Devils are dancing,

                                    Demons have so many conspiracies,

                                   Violins are broken out of Envy's terribly,

                                   Composers have no more creativity,

                                   Lets be the Angels, Play with the Mud,

                                   Be the Infidels that laugh so loudly,

                                  Play the love Music out of melody,

                                   Be the tulip Flowers of all the beauty,

                                   Be the angels that dance in harmony,

                                   Lets drop the convictions, live happily,

                                   lets love truly, love infinitely,

                                  Lets stop Racism, Break the silence,

                                  Lets brim the hearts with Joy,

                                  Lets laugh truly, without jealousy.