World Affairs And Beyond

I do not like explaining the clouds because they are self explanatory. There is so much going on in there and so many images, shapes and forms; it is like a huge novel unfolding page after page on it's own. All you have to do is, to sit silently and watch what they do. Let the clouds amaze you. In the dark sky !

In a dream within a dream Death came to me as roots of trees While I was lying beside a baby On the floor of the roof of a house It covered me, layer by layer Silently, in my sleep I woke up from my slumber I was fine, the baby was fine I looked around, and all was fine I then walked out a door Into a club, where people waited in line For their fortunes, old women told I waited for a long time, For my name to be called out Getting tired of waiting I walked up to the one in charge He said he could not add my name I waited still, hoping to know I saw them all clueless about something I knew the answers the solutions I remember a lady, struggling with A molten piece of glass I took it from her hands; and Made some bubbles out of that She was pleased; she thanked me They could not tell my future For they could not see it Only I had the key They did not know it So I walked out that club; in my dream. Sobia Nosheen © April 22, 2012

Today, my new pet lizard reminded me of my old pet lizards back in my school days. They are loyal pets. Everyone must have a pet lizard to protect them from those ugly brown, beastly, winged, flying, creeping, dirty, bacterial, scary roaches. My pet lizard ate the sh*t out of a roach and saved my life today! Yayyy! During my school days, I had two pet lizards. They lived in the fireplace in my room. They would stay awake all night watching over me while I would be studying for my exams. They would protect me from cockroaches in the dark. It would make me happy to know they were around to eat the roaches before they could attack me. :-P lol

Around Peshawar  I was struggling with an injury, so lying on the backseat and thought I would take some photos of Peshawar. Here they are :-)

You say I've changed, You say I'm not the same. Remind me of how I used to be? I'd love to hear it from you. I don't remember myself, The me that you remember, From the days of old. I don't know how I was back then, Were not I, as I am today? There are no images of me, In my mind; from yonder years. What is so different about me today? Could it be that your vision has changed? Could it be that we're not meeting, at a battle field today? Is it I, or has your perception of me changed? © Sobia Nosheen (3rd March 2012)

 Sometimes, these days I feel butterflies in my veins. They fly all the way Round my heart, in circles  Then into my stomach. It's a feeling so strange Making my arms numb My heart muscles flutter Seems like they want; You, to fly away with them. These little buggers, when appear Won't let you concentrate! © Sobia Nosheen (3rd March 2012) ❤💮

The only love that exists in the world today, in you and I and all around us is "self-love". There is no other love and no other greater love around us than "self-love". We do things that please us. We claim we love someone, but we do not love anyone other than ourselves. Yes, we only love ourselves.  We claim we love someone so much that we will die if we did not get to be with that someone. What does it mean? Do we even care about the other person's feelings? No. We are trying to please ourselves all this while. In my opinion, love should be unconditional. If I claim to love someone and the other person does not reciprocate my feelings, what do I do? Is it necessary that the other person should feel the same way? No.