tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35200419052352222002024-03-19T03:49:10.054-07:00Escapadefatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-24193751232348414672014-10-01T10:52:00.000-07:002014-10-01T10:52:07.304-07:00rollercoaster....... when an outsider keeps you in a constant spin and ypu want to giveup!!!fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-25120011026731966432013-01-21T02:05:00.001-08:002013-01-21T02:05:33.165-08:00Barbarianism<p>To die is easy.<br>
To live with death day after day is ....</p>
fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-90882829731620588282012-12-17T05:39:00.000-08:002012-12-17T05:39:09.188-08:00moveall the glittering glistening stars<br />
like candles in the sky<br />
once they will cease to move<br />
they wil<br />
perish<br />
&<br />
die...fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-52136503999977771952012-10-08T01:05:00.001-07:002012-10-08T01:06:56.050-07:00Somedays<div><p>Sooo much negativity sorrounds you.<br>
And some people are so damn difficult to tolerate. Eww.</p>
<p>Friends<3 are loveeeee.</p>
<p>So much boredom aaaajjjj<br></p>
</div>fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-28503346899564297702012-09-20T04:42:00.001-07:002012-09-20T04:47:14.485-07:00Namoos E RisalatWe can die for you pyaray nabi
We can kill for you o prophey pbuh
But...
I dun see us following you truly,
If that would have happened no one would have been able to point a finger at you..
Sorry .
We are an insult to you :-(
We do everything you ve stopped us from.
We lie we cheat.
We fight we backbite.
We are not honest.
We love music.
We dun observe hijab.
The list can go on forever...
We have forsaken your book ..
Your comands..
Your sunnah..
And your God..
If we revive your teachings and alive ur sunnah again no one would be able to insult you...
The fault is ourssss:'(fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-15852364204463659952012-08-12T04:40:00.001-07:002012-08-12T04:40:34.033-07:00khudai fojdarfor alll those self(ly) called pious and themselves(ly) labeled blessed people go correct yourselves first and go start learning the deen from the scratch.
go find some mulla and learn about hakook ul ibad
and go find some scholar who may teach you the situations where and how. much are you supposed to amr bil maroof...
go get burned in your rotten pride and waste all your deeds - if any - while you trample the heartsfatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-7439741345554336132012-07-26T12:00:00.001-07:002012-07-26T12:17:24.938-07:00No One Tells Me:-(That who was the first blogger?
Btw its cute how punctuation marks describe the relationships...maybe status like umm....
Fullstop is obviously an 'its over' statement.
comma suggests 'lets take a break' i think sometimes a comma prevents the period mark in life.
then apostrophe may declare ' i belong to u' lol.. i am your apostrophe hehe or we are an apostrophe to each other .. lol sounds funny...
then there is that hyphen ... it seems to show an enforced relationship..
elipses...oooo its my fav. i think it says ' we will go on forever.. <3 ' forever together.. *inserts dreamy look*
slash is a villlain :-/
questionmark.. staying together inspite of differences umm like loving nd hating at the same time?
you guys can give your own interpretation.
it would be fun to see so many different views.
& you guys can also write a guest post on my blog about this....fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-44131495384962003802012-07-12T06:38:00.001-07:002012-07-12T06:38:44.908-07:00<3just one look at her and my heart butsts with lovefatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-49187436460058635862012-07-10T02:30:00.001-07:002012-07-13T11:37:12.460-07:00You..Come & pour.
Pour pour pour.
Then pour some more.
Pour tilll you intoxicate me.
Pour tilll i aquire that lost satiety.
Pour tilll your blesssings cleanse mother earth.
Oh rain pour tilll heaven loose all its pain
Oh pour tilll you I & we alll get INTOXICATED!!!!!!!!!
Yet the price of getting drunk awaits us...fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-16608648317065793472012-07-05T08:53:00.001-07:002012-07-05T09:05:02.140-07:00languagethere are some words which are just perfect depiction in that language alone.
their translation can never have that beauty
i love my languaGe urdu<3
when i wasnt mature enough i used to look down upon urdu but no more <3
it is MY language
i intentionally try very hard to avoid even a single breath;-) of english with the people who dont respect my URDU:-)fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-73882444377787539782012-07-04T00:02:00.001-07:002012-08-17T09:51:40.588-07:00dismaylet's wait and watch how death gets to us :/
whAt has happened to the world...?
killlings killlings and killllings...
blood and terror has invaded the entire worlddd.
people are inventing new(er) ways of torture killings.
fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-18441428538653042972012-07-03T10:04:00.001-07:002012-07-04T00:03:01.996-07:00blogiti am using blogit to post on blogger but it is not mazay ka. any suggestions for a better application?fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-25655862230957823362012-07-03T10:00:00.001-07:002012-07-03T10:00:56.974-07:00is it dead or...only resting?
how do i wakeup my blog from its beauty sleep?fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-14199853948380217872012-07-02T01:55:00.001-07:002012-07-03T02:47:31.083-07:00overwhelmedeven the brightest crimson lip polish did not hide the storm behind her dark eyes.
the deepest shade of red in that gold- emblazoned summer dress could not hide the rupture of her heart.
" i have to leave here. for good."
yes, her voice shook.
He took a slight notice. teary eyed she saw his long lean self leaving the room in a few quick strides.
His family scrutinized her entire self with that trademark grin in eyes & sympathy dialects aimed directly at her loss.
she almost ran out of the appartment to the nearest green patch.
falling down she let herself loose.
shaking harder & harder as she cried her heart out on his heartlessness.
"at least you could have said a decent goodbye" she , either murmered or self tallked, she was not sure as she continued jolting with an unbearabble pain. " your ruthlessness killls me several times a day and night. i still remember when you...y..you....
Her heart twisted so hard with pain as his scent wafted through her senses. She wanted to die , for she could not breath. "hello oxygen" had been their goodbye since .... since ever. She melted , her tears pouring like rain , as she felt the comfort of his fAmiliar strong hands on her aching shoulders. the security. the love. the... love love love. she inhaled deeply. basking in deeeply . oh the tricks. now her own senses were playing tricks on her.
"i had yet to pack sweety & since when did we become I ? you didnt even pack for me. How do I live without you. All i was left with was a worse half" he grinned. His voice.
BLISS.
later that night cuddled & rested at his soothing chest she slept to his heavenly words that may echo till eternity & engrave at their graves when they lay rested holding hands and love all around and angels to protect the love. love is the end.
fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-68072333527596186102012-06-29T09:46:00.001-07:002012-06-29T09:52:30.290-07:00I Made You Choose...... Yet its hard to accept the pie
coz your lush lush lips , dear love ,
certainly lie
It will rise again & rise high
Coz hush hush , dear love ,
This quill of destiny
You cant buy....
:-)
fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-66987566338820147352012-06-12T03:32:00.001-07:002012-06-12T03:32:38.121-07:00Writer's Block?Is only a virtual disease.
The moment you pick that rusting beauty (pen) from the long forgotten closet, it flows like that volcano waiting since centuries to explode alll that was filling it up.fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-80726557353690689852012-06-10T23:54:00.001-07:002012-06-11T03:18:52.290-07:00WallAlthough they burn, but to protect the shivering kindle of love means more than the dainty fingers, together & crossed to protect the flame from cold harsh
winds.fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-51165761206822212302012-05-13T10:16:00.000-07:002012-05-13T10:16:12.854-07:00some peoplehow venomous-<br />
& ilk you people are.<br />
dun know what ecstasy those sinners feel & what success they acquire by breaking hearts & homes! fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-5597940632815230972012-04-29T11:19:00.000-07:002012-04-29T11:19:52.968-07:00to meHappy 50th post:-)fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-27974023439815189452011-11-12T06:13:00.001-08:002011-11-12T06:13:39.071-08:00what ispossessiveness?fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-67811477996743808292011-11-07T00:57:00.000-08:002011-11-07T00:57:49.826-08:00eid mubarik =)<br />
<br />
it's THE best eid ever =) because it is raeha raza's first eid in this world =) may she see mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee =)fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-16629075473873861992011-10-12T02:39:00.000-07:002011-10-12T02:40:34.793-07:00=)anticipating-<br />
but truly nervous<br />
excited<br />
but a bit afraid as-well<br />
<br />
=s<br />
=D<br />
<br />
waitin && waitin && waitin<br />
loooooookin very much forward =)fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-27965425896623880522011-10-09T01:42:00.000-07:002011-10-09T01:42:12.854-07:00trust..what is this thing with trust-?<br />
1. you dun trust someone you destroy your entireeeee relation<br />
2. you trust someone , you prove to be the biggest fool on this earth-<br />
<br />
what the hell is trust?<br />
1. you keep up a strict check or argue, you destroy your entireeeee relation, when you doubt somethin.<br />
2. you try to absorb, remain quiet, try to be patient, you prove to be the biggest fool on this earth-<br />
<br />
&& what is the species female made up of????<br />
there's this friend of mine who is being continually betrayed by that ^#&@%$&^*)(@ boyfriend of hers , yet she is duin absolutely nothin =/<br />
<br />
i mean when she argues the dumass gives the breakup call && she dies inside && the stupid stupid woman begs him && apologizes, i mean it's not even her fault- he is openly having a relationship with 2 more girls(other than her) && she's just toleratin as if it will make her feel like a martyr.. this is no love seriously.<br />
<br />
she thinks he'll improve if she'll stay shut && keep on lovin him the way he is, && he - omg- the bastard lays eyes && hands on every woman - how disgusting.<br />
takes full advantage of her aswell -<br />
&& i think she deserves every heartache just because she is so damn foolish.<br />
<br />
like - i dun know , i am sooooooooooo sad for her-<br />
what should i do =c<br />
she wopnt wont just wont listen -<br />
=c<br />
what will become of her ? =/fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-2445280328697683242011-10-07T03:15:00.000-07:002011-10-07T03:15:12.002-07:00omg<a href="http://www.geo.tv/10-7-2011/87233.htm#.To7MvbK1hZo.blogger">edible clothes [link]</a><br />
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<br />
<br />
so what's next???<br />
i think now all those chocolate cars & candy houses might not remain a fantasy -yum yum....</div>
fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18246817943151838400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520041905235222200.post-14476945182256644642011-10-05T02:41:00.000-07:002011-10-05T03:53:40.688-07:00-it is seriously hilarious how people post their pics on fb && say no na etc when some one tells them how beautiful they look =/<br />
<br />
i dun feel like lookin at my id card && passport- dun like the zombie-ish pics =/<br />
<br />
i loveeeeee the fb games shuru may but gradually i start hatin 'em when you can not do anythin without publicizing them =/<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">LOOK at the camels first and then read the message below.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />This is a picture taken from directly above these camels in the desert at sunset. It is considered to be one of the best pictures of the year. When you look closely, you can see that the camels are the little white lines in the picture.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The black images you see are just the shadows!<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Sometimes, our "problems" seem to be as big as the shadows...but they are little. Have a lovely day!</span></span></span><br />
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