Spring is in the Air!

Every year it happens after a loong winter spell and a harsh cold wintery weather a ray of warm sunshine squeezes in and streaks across the deep cobalt grey skies.It warms our iced hearts and breaks into the warmest corners to steer us into a lovely weather that spells hope and rebirth and new horizons. Colours wash over all the flowers like water paints splashing on the canvasses. Stroke by stroke the hands of our Creator SubhanAllah deftly paints the hues and tones of all the brightest colours onto all his creations. Like the rainbows merging in..like the butterflies fluttering together. The tones of reds and oranges and yellows splash across the green fields dancing and singing ..whirling and twisting with the symphony of the spring breeze.Birds join in this symphony tweeting the herald of the season of new beginnings. Butterflies and bees hover above the fields of painted sceneries serenading with the song of the spring. Joys of love and laughter give sparkle to the lovers eyes. People bask in the sunshine inhaling each and every fragrance, relishing each and every moment, recording each and every sound around them..its a amalgamation of colours, sounds and fragrance..a real treat to our senses.
Lahore and Islamabad in Pakistan are two such places that truly enjoy the essence of this season. Lahore in spring sets ablaze with the brightest hues every where.on the streets and roundabouts the colours abound. Loud music and rich aromas of fried pakwans lure the tourist to the popular old parts of the city..blaring sounds of dhol and chimta urge us to dance to the beats. Lahoris are fun loving people who find a reason to celebrate and that too in a big way. Lots of fun and gaeity..contrasting screaming colourful clothes..plenty of bling bling and clinking of the jewels create a beautiful combination. Islamabad is another city that itself has a lot to offer. Beautiful weather and lovely sights. Spring has a lot to offer.

Sunshine in my Eye!: Storm in a Teacup!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Storm in a Teacup!: The lull before the storm is a bigger threat before the actual intensity hits our faces...there is a bigger storm that beckons the winds of ...

Storm in a Teacup!

The lull before the storm is a bigger threat before the actual intensity hits our faces...there is a bigger storm that beckons the winds of change. This is a storm that is brewing inside us more like a storm in a teacup. The inner feelings now seem dead and denied and looted and trampled upon but the boing point has reached its upper limit. Before it turns into a hurricane the vultures and hyenas stand awaiting the fall of  bleeding hearts. Time to contemplate and re-analyze is no more a requirement it is necessary that we save our freedom and uphold our dignity. Suppressing our anger will not stop the hurricane from slashing down our doors..Time has come to stand up and face this calamity upfront. Brick by brick build a wall of resilient people. Tear down these chains of agony and most of all let not the vultures attack the remnants of this great nation. We Shall Rise to Stand Tall Again!