A Friend.

From all the friends I had, have, and all the people I know, there is only one who understands me quicker than lightning...

He's quick as a quiet breeze, catches it before it falls, laughs it off heartily, and dances on the same tune...

He understands me, in between the lines...and I understand him.

I need not explain, elaborate, analyse...it's already there. He gets it.

It's the swiftness of it all that I enjoy...he's quick, fast, rapid...a blink of the eye...

And that's how I like it.

We both understood ages ago, that time is so precious and that nothing lasts.

What Do They Know ?

Pray tell me what do these idiots know ? They know nothing...really, am serious, they know nothing.

They know nothing of the Essentials.

Their lives have been so warped, so skewed...And they walk around with these grandiose airs of intellectual sophistication...and the Essential has slipped them by...

Don't rely on them for Recognition, Understanding, or the rest...they can never give it to you.

They lost it themselves, long time ago.

An Anonymous Poem.

I received this poem from a person who wishes to be called Anon.

It is so beautifully touching, I need to publish it here, to keep it here...

Thank you Anon, from the bottom of my heart. May you and yours be blessed in all that you are and all that you do.


May Allah hold steady your hand
guide your pen
ever more daring
that you may steel your resolve - relentless
may He be pleased by the table you have laid
and bless you
and those who will imbibe with you
may He embolden you to dream
wilder dreams and may He dispatch
his most tender of angels to
cultivate the fragile
green shoots
you dared plant
in the bitterest winter in the most
desolate fields
may He grant you Job's patience
while you wait to reap an impossible harvest
shimmering fields golden
that you may be startled by the brightness
that only rivals
your own.