This irregular triangular peice of land Is what I say, is my home. Carved up and choked in the name of Protection with human objectives Is what they say, are their homelands.
The homelands with its own miles of radius Enjoying their unique landscapes. Mighty and joyous waterfalls to Dry, but beautiful chromatic deserts. The temperature shifts has the miles increase. And so is the culture and tradition, with Encompassing its own delighted accent to Communicate in its own radius without limits.
The freedom to contain our own identity, Select our leader, Follow our believes and Denote our mother tounge Is our right in our country. So unique we live, unity we stand To protect My home.
Unity in diversity is my country's speciality. Hence is my country a role model in this irregular ellipsoid planet Earth.
The poem that I thought I can never write due to the exceeding love that I hold. But now love is the same, but words have become even more stronger. U should know that you are a great man Pa! #mybestdad #lovehimforever #pa #cicily
I remember the day when you brought me my First Ice cream. I didn't know how to eat it. I spilled it on my clothes. And you said " come here if your mom sees She will scold you". The second time I did it you still cleaned it. Even now you do it. I think I never learnt how to eat it properly. But every time you helped. Hilariously laughing when I spill it, those fingers wiped the spills. The ice cream wasn't just it. I don't want to think about a Tomorrow that starts without you, And if it happens I would re-live yesterday Just even for a while, I would say good bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. Your little girl is lost and confused Running on empty, Every emotion, has been used. Nothing feels the same, Life is a huge battle, And I feel like I'm losing the game. I wish you were here to Tell me everything's gonna be alright. I wish you were here to Take away my fright. But Dada I'll always love you as I did The first time you bought me a ice cream.
One day at the crack of dawn, Daddy woke me up saying, I'll teach you how to ride a cycle There I was lying on the bed Rubbing my eye and saying yes to him. A brand new cycle was there Infront of my eyes when I reached the door. With wheels which would act like my wings As excited I was, I was scared too. The only assurance I had was the words of my dad "I'm here" As I started to pedal my way, The road which I used to walk on everyday, seemed to be a new road which I never saw. I could hear my dads words from behind me Don't stop pedaling, Keep the handle straight. That day I was happy that I didn't fall. As the week passed I put all my efforts in learning it. One final day I was pedaling And had mastered the handling too. And with a excitement in my eyes And happiness in my heart. I turned back hoping that my dad Would still be holding the cycle from behind. But he was standing far away. I got scared Couldn't handle the cycle and fell. But, The practice of turning back, Hoping that my dad is still there behind me Didn't go away. Today when I turn back To see if my dad is there He is standing far and saying, "I'm here" Hoping that I'll get up and Start pedaling again.
To: The best elder sister in the world (Still younger than me) Her words were her wings, Her heart was her treasure The love she spread was immense, Night or day she would always be there, A protector when protections needed, A mother when nurturing is needed, A sister when a hug is needed, A teacher when teaching is needed, A motivator when motivation is needed. This pure hearted soul Was always finding a way to make everyone happy. I was hiding behind her back,while she stood Infront of me fighting all the demons. She had no reasons to do it. Yet she did it. The innocence in her eyes was crystal clear. The Love in her heart was clear as the sky. Can't imagine a life without her. Imagining is what I do. And if I imagine a life without her, It's nothing but pain and suffering. I love you to moon and back. Yours lovingly: saira