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Being Melancholic!

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Being Melancholic is a feeling that each person experience at any rate once in their lives. Since life has its stages there are times when it will make you tragic or even discouraged. There are times in life when one feels down and encounters stuff that makes them hopeless. Much the same as bliss however pity doesn’t keep going forever on the grounds that in the long run the satisfaction will return as life shifts stages. Much the same as it isn’t  day or night perpetually or Winter or summer always there is no bliss of bitterness that keeps going forever. Everything takes a break. One feels pitiful in the event that they lose something or somebody valuable to them, or if things don’t go how they imagined them or they come up short at something or something different.

Sadness differs from individual to individual; a touchy individual will probably get tragic in light of the fact that their emotions are effectively harmed however it doesn’t imply that the individuals who are not as delicate won’t ever get pitiful. It is a feeling that can totally change what you look like at your general surroundings. Sadness can make you so negative that you can just spotlight on every one of the negatives around you. A few people don’t need others to try and realize that they are experiencing a harsh stage throughout everyday life and these individuals tend to hold every one of their feelings inside which escalates the sentiment since it is eating that individual from within. But at least I  can write to feel better.

 

 

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Mystically Mysterious Love !

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Mystically Mysterious Love !

Mystically Mysterious Love By FHZ

And then certainly at night she realizes, she has nobody to talk , nobody who could listen what she wants just the tears roll down her cheeks as darkness prevails around..

Argues herself !

Nobody taught u to fall in love..

It was a fairy tale like

No, it was beyond my control.. She answers

She desires just a little to communicate, just because don’t want to lose..
She knows love has made her selfless & she is helpless because when she talks to herself..
The inner soul just says to her either leave yourself or try to end up selfless.
She is afraid of the fact of staying alone without him..
Because she cant imagine to live that way..
Depth of emotion tells unless it is not painful you can’t call it love..

She replies, Love is for once, it has been done, wont happen ever again..
Throw hands up in the air and says LOVE YOU, it’s irresistible.

It is mysterious

It is really love .. She answers                                                                                                         As, it has made you; , a crazy soul to write about sensitivity of a feeling..

Love is mysteriously mystic!

She answers, Yes I am in

Mystically Mysterious Love !

Copyrights © Fatima Hasan Zaidi

 

Equality Is As Blind As Love

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We all are liars. Generally to make people believe us we use the term that we all are equal. Equal for the man kind or as sent by the God all equal. It  is  just another way of  satisfaction, but  the  reality  is  always different and  believe me.

Life is not a fairly-tale it is  a reality and  reality  is always sad! – Fatima Hasan Zaidi

Finally  surprised I m  at  myself because knowing a lot  of things I always kept  myself in an illusion. well I still do. Just  because all the  times I  do  not  want to face the anxiety  attacks.

So I  prefer  not  to  bother  about  what  is  the  next  outcome  of the stupidity  I  m going to do right  at  any moment. As I  want to fully enjoy  the life I have. Indulging  my self  in illusions keep  me  away  from negative thinking though.

Same  it is  we  often hear that  love is blind. So, is equality but the  only  difference is that, people who  fall in love; fall for each other  despite knowing the specifications about the other. It is something so pure that has no answer to  the  question that

Why did  you  fall in love?

Loving someone does not get you  into  the  details of caste, creed, color, face, height, weight, religion, sect etc. It happens  out  of nowhere. That  is  why, it  is  said that  love  follows  no  religion. Animals we love follows  no religion too. Love is all about selflessness. This is  what  love is to me…

Keep  your eyes  here, soon I shall post  in verses  that  what  is love but love  demands  equality. I know writing  here  I am  not  specific  about the  heading  I  stated above But I write to escape  the anxiety attacks I go through.

 

Happy Birth Day Baba

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Dr. Masood Hasan Zaidi – 25sSep1962 To 17July2014

Happy Birth Day Baba,

I wish to hear the phone ringing for at least on his birth day; calling from somewhere so i can wish him on his day & listen to his voice.. I though too much about you today, looking for you in the air, sensing your fragrance around. Missing you is nothing new, i thought about you yesterday and the day before that too. I think of you in the silence, even utter your name in order to talk to you, when people hurt i long for you..All i have are the pictures full of life.. Though i long for or fresh pictures at every moment.. Each of my achievement is incomplete without you. I look for you in the sky at the brightest shining start at night.. You have left along number of great people yet no one can replace you because nobody else got the childhood i had. Those vary memories so vividly present in my flash back. It is the memories that keep me strong and head up; in front of every living creature, who even say a lot to me directly on the face because they think i m alone and you are not with me, but they are unaware of our bond..
When i was your i had you as protection over head so nobody had the grit to speak over
Now that i am a grown up i have your emotive shadow always around that keeps the satanic thoughts of the people far away from me baba, yet they are non belivers of love.
It is nothing more than a lovely unbreakable bond. 
May you be happy wherever you are, may you read what i write for you, may you come feel the pain i suffer on the birth days though mine or yours… Lots of Love, Jia

#Fatima Hasan Zaidi

Missing Baba to the Extreme

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Missing Baba to the Extreme

Sometimes the time is so crucial that I want to be alone but at the same time I longs for him, so much that I wander around to search his presence. Though I am so much in love that I loved him, looked at him, senses him and smelled him for about 21 years or so that even today when the excess of missing him continues I easily sense his invisible being around me the caress on the head. I know I am well surrounded by him still I longs to see his presence, listen to his voice and talk to him while saying, look at me only when I am talking. I miss him so much that I never thought that I will go through some the life decisions without talking to you; though I speak to you I wait for you to speak in my ears. I love you

#FatimaHasanZaidi