I am an this era girl.I don’t wear tight fitting clothes.I don’t grow nails.I don’t put nail colour.I don’t show off myself.I don’t have an up-to-date hairstyle or highlight.I don’t go according to every latest trend.
It doesn’t prove me orthodox but it proves that I am a girl who lives her life according to her wish.
I don’t need to prove to anyone that I am modern.
Modern should be your ideas and not necessarily your way of living.
So,I am modern and I am what I want myself to be.
Professionalism can never cope with Personalism and vice versa.
When India won the match over Pakistan,why only in Pakistan people broke the television sets?Why not the muslims in India also broke them?Why were the muslims of India happy?
Post Scriptum-Not merely a question but an answer to those people who say that muslims should go and reside in Pakistan or any other muslim country.As if its not our motherland,as if we ‘The Muslims’ have not contributed even a bit to the independence of this country and as if they own this country.Then they also preach the lesson of equality.
When I remember my friends,
I see a variety in them.
A variety in their ages.
Some of them share the same age as me,
some of them are years younger
while some are years elder.
Love and Friendship sees no age limit.
I am merely a common human and people are so fucking jealous of me as if I’ m the most served by the gifts of God.
If I may have been so,
imagine what they may have done.
The best part of sharing my secrets with others is that one day when I’ll not be in this world,atleast some part of me and my life will be alive in someone or the other.
Finding ways to sort my life.
Finding ways to do what I like.
Finding ways to be happy.
Finding ways to make others happy.
Finding ways for better heights.
Finding ways for a better life.