So it is you who thought who had it bad,
Are you
Sad
Broken
Unsure
Uneasy
Naked
Torn Apart?
Think again. Feel again. Wish again.
Life is tough. It has decisions to be made which have a long lasting affect.
So while you spread your legs and showed your skin, the feeling, the desire, the wish, the want, the orgasms,all were fake? Was that the last resort ?
Days goes by, months go by, the struggle doesn't gets easy. The struggle stays. Unlike a wound that heal, memories don't heal.
Step back. stay hidden. stay forgotten.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sou gaya yeh jahan, sou gaya aasma
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Sunday, December 26, 2010
And I'm Back
The much upsetting life of LUMS was put to a temporary hold when I finally got myself in an exchange program at Malaysia. Life seemed good and nice. So well I wonder how the next few months hold out for me..
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 5:34 AM 1 comments
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
A Good Feeling
I have waited to feel like this for the longest time but I know where it all goes but I am so pulled towards it, so drenched, so addicted. I have punished myself for far too long, withheld myself from the world, maybe its time to ease up a bit, feel a little good and for once flow with the wind.
Am I going to return hurt, even more?
Will have to wait it out and see.
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Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Muhahhhahah!
I am the new master of Blog Templates!! Muhhahahhaha
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You know what..
You confuse more. I am gone! and Yes I'm HIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Oh Yeah
I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeee the new look to my blog! yayy
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Thursday, July 9, 2009
On Leaving you...
You will never truly understand why I left you, well for starters, neither do I. Probably it could have been jealously, or any of the thousand reasons I threw on you, or probably just because of the reason, I had gotten too sick of everything. You see none of your issues were mine and trying to make you solve while I share your pain, well I couldn't take it anymore.
I've missed you terribly, but you should now learn on your own, to make the big and small decisions of your life, all on your own now.
You will get through. I promise.
Now I say no more.
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 1:00 PM 0 comments
Where are you?
You had an extremely shrieky voice when you used to scream, I still remember when you used to bitch about him to me. We had the perfect bond.
And than you two broke up. And by law, I went to him.
You do realize, you were really cool friend whom I could talk to, I miss you sometimes. Your dealings with him have been extremely childish and I would never forgive you for them, but to me, you were the inseperable twin sister.
Wish you were around. I lost the love of my life, but I had the two of you to hold to, but now neither of you seems to be there for me. I miss both of you now. I know you're gone, and well about him, i'm just happy that he's busy.
Pick up the phone, you still have that friend waiting for you.
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 12:53 PM 0 comments
Friday, July 3, 2009
God Speed Ol Gal
I saw a woman come back to life and die instantly. She was a 71 year old woman, married for 47 years, bore 3 kids who in return bore 7 kids. They all went together to say goodbye to her and leave her back to her God. She is back to the place she belonged. Wrapped in a white suit, she looked beautiful more than ever, calm and seemed to be in a little pain, open heart surgery is no joke.
I will miss her, though I was never close to her, but her presence was felt at her home, a void has now been created. Oh well you will surely be missed!
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 9:52 AM 0 comments
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Hmm
I can't write long blogs, neither can i read em. I tend to lose my focus. People write short and concise, works best!
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
Somebody please kill me!
What the heck am I doing!!! Somebody stab me, phuleezzzzzzzzzz!
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 9:55 PM 0 comments
Hmm Kulsoom Bano Photostream
Kooke, loved your work! Abb itna bhi accha nahin hai :p
Click here
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 9:25 PM 0 comments
And so it finally happened!
The much awaited interview finally took place! The guy who came out before me said only one thing "Brace yourself!" ...and my heart stopped beating....
Well it did not go as bad as thought it would primarily they didn't ask me any of the questions which I thought they would. Just like my brother puts it.." you have been lucky so far"...well I guess I have been.
Now all I can do is wait...:p
Here, I would like to Thank all my friends, most importantly, M and K, who are most enthusiastic about me getting in than me myself.
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 9:21 PM 0 comments
Monday, May 11, 2009
Hmmm
*closes eyes tightly*
hehe
*silently praying very hard*
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 2:28 AM 0 comments
Saturday, May 9, 2009
The Peach Color Bikini Woman
Oh hey oo Sweet Peach Colored bikini woman, oh I could have at least asked you your name. You were so beautifully stunning and I stared at you like such an ass. I wonder what language you spoke but it was all snickers and bounty to me.
I am stupid. You are beautiful.
Enough Said.
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 1:44 AM 0 comments
Friday, May 8, 2009
My Girl's becoming a Woman!
She finally got it! My Baby girl is finally becoming the woman she was due, I couldn't be more proud of her. She's ready to take off on her own and explore the horizon.
God Speed!
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 7:40 AM 0 comments
And I Love you.
After you've confessed:
I will look you back in the eye, not blinking for a second, hold your hands, rub softly along your fingers with my thumb, squeeze your palm, magically move closer to you, maintaining the stare, softly put my cheek against yours, come close to your ear and whisper..."and i love you"
Posted by Hamza Farooq at 7:20 AM 0 comments
She is Different..
Mom she isn't different, she's the only one of her kind.
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