Fatiha

Feel cold and hot,
But could not able to touch,
When ever we talk for,
We feel the weather,
That it is hot or cold,

It is so wonder, air and love.
Either the air is breezing,
Or wind is blowing,
We feel it, it touches us,

Love is like air and wind,
We feel it,
It touches us,
It jiggles us,
It embraces us,
It shivers us,

We have to feel it,
But not to touch it,

I accepted you,
I don’t know who you are,
I feel your presence in me,
I don’t know, from where you are,

You being an air, entered from a door,
You like fragrance, spread every where,

I tried to watch you here and there,
But had not found you every where.

I wondered for an unimaginable,
I imagined you with the air,
Feel it fair that my smile is there,
I ran crazily there!
Your fragrance was there,
But did not find you there,

I asked the moon,
Now it is shining brightly,
Not found any clue from,
Even now no where clouds,
Sniggering it at me,
I don’t know why it is so cute.

I went in to the garden,
Sniffed every where,
Here and there, fragrance scattered,
The smell of my Smile was mingled in.

I decided to ask the Sun,
Have no courage to see at,
It is so hot and angry,
I did not disclose my worry.

I dreamed it at midnight,
A fairy stood before me,
So beautiful in snowy form,
Waved her hand and smiled,
Said me, with sweet sound,
Oh! Aziz, your smile is near,
Open your eyes, watch in,
Read your soul, imagine your self,
Create an image in,
Your Smile is there,

Your imagining is unimaginable.
As I opened my eyes, nothing was there!

O Lord ! For the want of soul mates, our friends are worried and feeling emptiness in their hearts, their hearts are beating and jiggling. They are at the junction of entering at their third phase of Life. Their hearts are covered with despair and sorrows. Their faces are fade up in worries and sadness. Day by day, they are loosing their hope and confidence on their destiny and they are mentally broken. Their hearts are thirsty for their wishes. Now they are crazy, wondering from one door to the next and looking for one Fan Fair to another. That made them tired, sick and weak.
O Lord ! Shower your mercy over them and fulfill their wishes. Those who are wondering one place to another. And piety on their wailing at the sight, where dried up their hope and barren Loving Soul Mate Fan Fair ! Amine !
O Lord ! We came out of out houses to pray Thee. When the destiny has ruined and over whelmed our friends and when Thine mercy has deserted. Because my Lord ! You are alone is the hope and destitute and only through you one can reach the destination.
Amine !

Friends18.com Picture Comments Elisa wakes up so late, she was aware that no where to go today, in her body, she was feeling some pains. Last night she did not sleep well. Sitting on her bed, she was thinking about her age. Her hair was slowly going to color snowy. Last month she enjoyed her birth day at home. She was alone. No one was to say her “Happy Birth Day”. Still that was piercing her so harshly in her mind. When she was in full flesh of love and affairs with Marsh, she was flying in the sky. She did not care any thing and devoted her self for her boy friend. The same affair lasted till two years. She enjoyed each and every moment of her life with Marsh. She never turned back and cared any thing. She is still remembering that evening when Marsh was lying in her lap. Elisa was moving her fingers in his hair like feather touch. She was so pleased that moment and waiting to say very special thing to him. As Marsh opened his eyes, she lovingly said,” Marsh, you are very soon going to be a daddy of a beautiful child!” Her face was so brightening by saying this and she became so emotional. But Marsh pretended, ignored her and changed the subject and looked pale. After that incident, Elisa did not hear any thing from Marsh. She was scared and realized the fact. She tried to meet him but he was not found and disappeared. Days were passing like the flow of air and she gave a birth of her baby. Even in hospital, no one with her. Life was found her miserable and involved in multiple responsibilities. Mother is a real legend for love! Either you find her in any color or sect, she is a legend. Now 35 years are all ready passed. She is now 67 years old. She is living alone. She devoted her life for her son. Now he is young and flying like a bird with his girlfriend. He always remains absent. Till days and days, he does not come at home. He doesn’t care that where Elisa-his mother is and what she does? All the time he passes his time with his girl friend. Elisa is in deep thought, remembering her past, how she loved her son and devoted her life. How she faced situations. All the time she was so alert for her son. She never ever thought about her luxurious life. Now she is alone. Even she is scared about her old age. But, when she thinks about her loneliness she becomes so nervous. Parents were passed away when she was so young at the age of 17 years. After lot of troubles she found one person as her boy friend, he also left her giving a gift of full of baggage of burden over her shoulder. She was so bold and having patient to carrion that burden on her shoulder in the form of a handsome son. He left her in the scrap of agony and sorrows to face. As the time did its work, now her son is on the foot steps of his father. And neglecting her and also created miserable situation for her. She is in her bed still thinking about a man, that all men are the same! How to rely on and to whom to consider her own. A bit of mistake lead her miserable position. Now sun is moving on and on, shining brightly. But Elisa have no idea about her destination. It is natural, life is to live and days are coming to her so dark. Some times, a mistake is done by any one naturally or innocently, but after that have to face very serious consequences. This is so true and simple story, names and places are changed, but, here, who is responsible? Who did wrong? And who faces all ? We are moving and reaching far ahead to moon to mars, but our society is facing the basic problems. Why this un justice and punishment is given to an innocent woman?