The Pakistani Spectator

“Love is a careless and senseless disregard of will and self control; which thereafter protrudes as recessive dominant potential.”

It is a promissory estoppels’ from sights as impression and move as behavior which becomes reasons of emotions as attachment and sentiments as expression thereby tagging the impression in the name of expression as love or obsession

“ In my opinion; it is the story of submission of will, velocity and thrill in lieu of obsession as passion so to sacrifice sign, signature and soul; in reward and award as honor of this undefined verb, as “love or lunacy”.

Love is an abstract feeling which cannot be explained by anyone. Love means to sacrifice, to understand and to give respect. Love is the beautiful thing in the universe which makes our life colorful. Love is an essential part of life whether it is with GOD, parents, teachers or family and friends. To love someone [...]

I committed a sin again today,
Ignoring the good You’ve always told,
Forgetting the lesson of truth you gave me,
I was being dishonest, with You and Me,
I just wanna know, Do You still love me?
I broke the promise we made with each other,
Not realizing that You’ve always fulfilled Yours,
I disappointed You again [...]

Something is rotten in the world; the stench is unbearable. In the late evenings, sometimes, I want to stand atop the roof of my house and shout: I want to breathe clean, crisp, aromatic air. Yes, pure air, free of bigotry, hatred, self-righteousness, fanaticism, imperialism, greed, power.

Let me admit today that my day and nights starts and vane with desire and crave for you

Love is what you are already. Love doesn’t seek anything. It’s already complete. It doesn’t want, doesn’t need, has no shoulds. It already has everything it wants, it already is everything it wants, just the way it wants it. So when I hear people say that they love someone and want to be loved in return, I know they’re not talking about love. They’re talking about something else.
Seeking love is how you lose the awareness of love. But you can only lose awareness of it, not the state. That’s not an option, because love is what we all are.
I already have everything. We all do

Disembark the parked coerce of Hatred

From the sears of your thoughts

Eyes are sufficient to maintain the rift of eagerness and hint of desire