I WRITE MY HEART OUT

 Tale 1  In life, a simple truth we find, The way we treat,may come in kind, What goes around,comes back around, The turning table, a truth profound. So, in all deeds that we pursue, Let kindness and respect shine through, For what we give, we shall receive, The turning table, we must believe. Tale 2  May you not taste the bitter fruit Of the pain you sow in others' suit Let your heart be a vessel of compassion And your words be a soothing balm of redemption. Tale 3  Amidst the tale that you have spun, Only your version has been sung. If they choose to believe your voice, My side of the story has no rejoice. Who then will lend an ear to me, And hear the truth that sets me free? 

Home Felt Whole Lonely night & broken heart in a winter cloud. Give me space because I want to be out of the race, Old pictures with torn letters, long emails & beautiful cards. Hard to believe was it Real? Like. “it’s been a while”. Took them back to the wall of memories. Time flies to nurture wounds, knowns by men in the veil. I know it’s rude how I treat, but was it fair to lie that made me cry? You change my empathy for the empty world. I tried so hard to be the same call  of an aid. An inner self-called No Girl, it’s the same with all. A thoughtful mind and hurtful heart slept at night. It rang at 9:00 to pack for a flight. With a heavy heart, a soul left the soil. And a solitary turn, until home felt whole.

Got obsessed with purple. Ambition & creativity was in her vanity, Scents were smelling mystery and magic. Was grown with extravagance & taught grandeur, Dancing in the garden with the garlands of love. Later coupled with the darkest hue of the spectrum, But was courageous to hold the basket of coronets. Covetousness in the air and basket in the arms, Was told to step back but she was enlightened to hold on. One by one when asked were served. They wore and danced with the coronets on their heads. Some fall, some danced but it was not from the heart, Because it was copied and hooped, Snatched from the blooms of purple. Got blessed with purple. 💜  

  Sighs high in the sky..... Oh! Dumb and deaf world See my soil bumped  up down,  Oh! beggars of power Can't you see my dear soil drowning? Oh! Sleepy stakeholders  Get up and see around, Your palace and your maid's muddy sag home. Oh! my dear thirsty children, I'm ashamed cause I'm in chains. Oh! my deprived motherland  My heart is in grief and my eyes are down. Oh! Nature lovers, don't post "what a weather" it might bother, those who lost their near and dear ones.  Oh! Humanists come out and donate,  Until it's late to humiliate  Sighs high in the sky.....

  Why we celebrate women’s day, why we go out on roads for Aurat March ?  It is about celebrating women’s success and raising voice against bias.  It is about recognizing ourselves economically,socially,politically and most importantly humanely.  It is about our identity which has been given by our religion.  It is about wearing clothe of confidence and walking in shoes of men. It is about telling the world that we are born with rights. It is about rather questioning divorcee, question why the knot ended.  It is about that we are not a piece of flesh, to satisfy your craves.  It is about an honor which should lie in behavior not in an organ.  It is about appreciating, that we are givers, when we have nothing.  It is about who you are to question women’s character.  It is about why to compromise every time. It is about breaking the bond of patriarchy. It is about equity, if not equality. It is about not to be taken for granted. It is about not to be buried

BY TAYYABA KAKAR Invest in girls education not in her dowry  Unhappy marriages often make its way to countless  divorces but that doesn't mean one has to stop living. Society need to understand the fact that if your daughters are struggling, fighting with problems in in-laws, parents need to have a balance look whether they are happy or not. Your responsibility is not only to marry your daughters but to look either they are happy there or not. Moreover in case of love marriages parents close all doors for their daughters like they have committed sin without understanding any logic they just put their judgmental views. Mindsets needs to be changed, marriages are not guaranteed by any law neither it's business to be upgraded through any investment.  If they return home welcome them warmly, give them confidence that you deserve better.  Your moustaches don't define your masculinity... Your mindset does ! 

  By TAYYBA KAKAR   Family is not always your blood relations. Sometimes strangers get more close to us and perform those activities and duties which has to be performed by family members. If families are not present to support you emotionally, financially or socially then its useless to call them as family. Its divine phenomena, though cannot be changed but yes cannot be often consider. In every family few are financially and socially strong, few are born disable, few are born abnormal, to support each other, to stand in crucial times with one another. If you lack these qualities then sorry you are not worth to be called as a member of family. Sometimes its in shape of teachers, friends, colleagues, neighbors, CLASSMATES, but not "MAMA, CHACHA, KHALA, PUPO, COUSINS. There were two families in this world, relatives formed blood family and friends the water family. If your blood family happened to be nice and caring, you could count your lucky stars and make the most of it; and if