Art Page

Hello people! Hope you are doing fine these days. The weather is in transition and with this comes muscular spasms and flu. Take care guys. So, I recently created an Art page named ''TRANQUIL ART'' at instagram finally. I am not an artist yet (atleast I don't think myself as one for now), but due... Continue Reading →


8 am..In her room,While she was applying paint on the canvas..She stopped for a moment and looked around the room,She thought how she need more space and should get rid of the extra stuff..She again thought about it..Her Will..She often thought about writing her will..Of course she didn't accomplish anything so,She didn't have any property... Continue Reading →

“Favorite Season?”

Pakistan has been blessed with not 3, not 4 but 5 seasons Ma sha Allah.Each season is unique and has countless blessings of it's own.I will now describe them according to my own preferences. Winter (November to February) Photo by Alex on Unsplash It is my most favorite weather among the 5. Somehow people find... Continue Reading →


Photo by Edwin Hooper on Unsplash Summer 2020, 9Pm...The sky was a mix of stars and clouds..It rained in the morning,It was windy and refreshing,Most of the shops were closed..Some cars and bikes were passing by,Very few people were outside..She was sitting in a car,Wearing a mask,Clutching her seatbelt...While her brother did the shopping,She observed... Continue Reading →


Check out my ‘Her-Series’. Thank you :).


…………she came back to her room with a cup of cream coffee

realizing she finally got her freedom,

a smile came to her face

it was her favorite time of the day, 10-pm

when everyone was sleeping or working overnight

either way in there own worlds

out of her way to her-self

it wasn’t as if she detested them or the world

she just wanted time for her-self

as every human longs to

it was almost a full moon

the room was only filled with moonlight

She sat at her favorite spot with coffee cup in her hand

the spot where she could be she

the window, where the curtains were parted in the center

from where one could see the balcony and

some part of the street too

she was tired by pleasing everyone all day

tired of pretending to be strong

she hated arguments the most

so she…

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Photo by George Prentzas on Unsplash   At sahoor, When it was Ramadan Preparing the meal, Where she could help a 'little' With whatever energy she had Because of her weak health Years ago... It used to give her a sense of some accomplishment... But now, It had become yet another of the mundane tasks She was thinking... Continue Reading →

The PENABLE Award- My 3rd Blogger Award

Hola, mi amigos. I am gratefully nominated by two very creative writers H. R PHOENIX, AUTHOR (the creator of Penable award), and Nabeeha Jameel. H. R PHOENIX, is an encouraging and kind person, an amazing poet, author of the book “Sensations and Stars”, short-story writer. Don’t forget to check out her articles as well. Her... Continue Reading →

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