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What will you choose your RESPONSIBILITIES or LOVE?

Started this discussion. Last reply by A738a Feb 6. 35 Replies

You are a very busy person.  You have your responsibilities as teacher, a doctor or as a soldier.  You fall in love with someone who happens to be your ideal.What will you choose, "your…Continue

Do not worry much about future.

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh Jan 4. 19 Replies

What if I live day to day, without thinking much about future and forgeting past?How far I am right/wrong?Lets elaborateContinue

Knowledge is Power!

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh Jan 4. 29 Replies

Knowledge is Power!How far it is true ............Let's discuss.Continue

IMPACT OF LOST LOVE!

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh Dec 30, 2015. 20 Replies

Long time ago, it was holiday, I was with my friends, but with a heavily burdened heart.  "What happened to you?  You are very quiet.  There are clouds of sadness on your face!!!"Then I realized…Continue

 

Always remember my love is not so hard that I would prefer it to my EGO.

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"Hmm...seems like dejavu. Please give me another story..., Sir Mishaikh. ^^"
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All five books of Dan Brown, Set of J.K. Rolling, Stephenie Meyer (But do not like her vampire fascination, Dean Conz, lots of other books in Urdu (especially all series of (late) Ibn-e-Safi; Repeated dozons of times). I have a reading habit.
My Favourite Saying(s) [in English!]
Always remember my love is not so hard that I would prefer it to my EGO.

THE CAFE

The Cafe

Retiring from the toiling day’s work I used to go to Café Grand. It is on Abdullah Haroon Road. If you go straight through Zaibunnisa Street in Saddar, you will find Café Grand just opposite to the back entrance of Hotel Metropole. From inside this restaurant is two storey, but second floor is sort of a gallery. The atmosphere of the Grand is one of the attractions for me to count it as the best. There was always been darkness in the café even in the day time. The lightning was so beautifully done that there is always a twilight just as of candles which gives a sensational tranquility.  The waiters move as they are floating on the carpeted floor. You can’t hear the sound of their movement but just the frisking of their uniform. 

The Music played in background was also my favorite.  It feels coming from no where but from everywhere. I feel the traces of tranquilizing effect sweeping in to whole of me. I always experienced an involuntary physical change that led me to note-able alteration in the acuity of tension I was in prior to coming to the café. 

Last week I went to the café and sat on the table I chose on the day I first came to this restaurant. This table is so placed in the corner that I can keep all the tables within my sight. I snap the passing by waiter and ordered my usual drink, coffee with some salty biscuits. I do not like creamy pastries or cakes. 

I threw a cursor look at the occupiers near me. Sipping my coffee and nibbling biscuit, I first look at the table on my right. This table always occupied by a girl. There was always girl, but everyday I saw new face. She was just sitting there, sipping her drink. I felt a sense of uneasiness, disturbed by some inner gloom. Once I had an eye to eye contact, I was shuddered to see the deep unknown gloom, as she was afraid that her innocence beauty was in peril. She was incessantly watching the watch wearing in her beautiful supple writs. 

After few minutes I found a commissionaire standing by her side. He slightly bowed and whispered in her eyes. She abruptly stood and followed him. Before leaving, she once again turned and looked at me. I again felt an electrical shock. It was just a fraction of a moment. Her eyes were gleaming with tears. I felt that they were saying “isn’t there any one who could save me, even you!” 

She turned her face and walked away, staggering like a person is taken to be crucified, head down, shoulders bowed. I felt myself empty from inside, as empty as I was no more. I sat there for few moments trying to gather myself, and then left the café. 

On my way back I felt a deep dejection within me. I was feeling that I was nothing. My condition was of like a person who could save a dying person but did nothing.By mishaikh

Mishaikh's Blog

A Phone Call

Posted on February 10, 2016 at 9:54 8 Comments

A phone call

Once I happened to live near my work place and there was no rush of traffic either. I used to go home for lunch. One day when I was having lunch, a phone call came from an Engineering Company. They used to manufacture ball bearings of very limited range. I had applied for better prospect.

When I received the phone call,…

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A Friendly Ghost!

Posted on February 10, 2016 at 7:00 10 Comments

Topic taken from Seeker's 'Writing Prompt-2"

Last night I came across with a ghost. She seemed to be very dejected. She was weeping. I felt a deep sorrow for her and asked why she was wandering between heaven and earth. She told me the following story:

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I have been wandering since I have given my life to my love. He had the coolest heart, but there had always been a warm smile on his face. He was handsome. In my eyes he was prince charming, but he had always…

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Where Could He Be?

Posted on February 10, 2016 at 4:00 17 Comments

Blog challenge: may/might/could have + a past particle (By Expector)

Where could he be?

"He might have been on line by now. I am waiting for him for an hour. Where could he be? He might have had some bad connection. Damn internet………..! I am missing him so much………..why?

We have met just for few hours if counts in total. There may have been some…

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This is enough for me.

Posted on February 4, 2016 at 12:51 29 Comments

There may be thousands of lovers, but rarely there is one who is set on the level of a beloved.  How nice it is to make you feel complete that there is someone in a corner of this earth who thinks about you, cares about you in her solitude.  Your memory spreads a sweet smile on my face.  This is enough for me.

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At 16:33 on February 7, 2016, Onee-chan said…

At 14:47 on January 31, 2016, Nimzaf said…
My dearest Pakistani friend,Once again you deserved it.CONGRATULATIONS!
At 21:33 on January 30, 2016, Adaline Bala said…

At 15:33 on January 24, 2016, Onee-chan said…

"Those who can feel the love, those who have lots of love".

Thank youuu...Sir Mishaikh....for the sweet gift. :)

At 3:37pm on January 19, 2016, Mohammad gave Mishaikh a gift
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For the super active member of EC, May Allah always protect you.
At 6:37 on January 4, 2016, dara gino said…

Kiya haal hain Mishaikh? Mandee acha nahi. Kabi kabi, main uta hain.  I treat my depression by swimming. 

At 8:18 on January 1, 2016,
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I found it quite funny, maybe because of the thought that the main characters are the illiterate hawkers.

Really, most of the Pakistani men I met have this tendency to become romantic.  They talk like poets.  I guess it runs in your blood.  

Thanks for those nice stories and explanations.  Really intriguing to know!

At 20:55 on December 31, 2015, _✿HONEY_BÉÉ✿_ said…

At 20:42 on December 31, 2015, Adaline Bala said…

Wish you a very Happy New Year!

 
 
 

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