the floodgate of feelings:)

...i wake up amidst the ILLUMINATING darkness and hear a lot of clittar  clatter nearby...i hear a fry pan sizzling and a kettle simmering ...! the smell of hot toasts and omelets tingle my nose...and the aroma of chocolate pudding,suthar pheni, dates and kebabs evoke my taste buds! i shook my head in order to clear my mind about why the hell was this all  happening in the MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT !!! suddenly i hear my cell phones alarm ring and i realised...AHHHH i ts sehri time!:D finally Ramzan is here....:)...bringing along its usual scent, and the feeling of holiness which precipitately rushes through even the sin fullest person`s veins!:D...i love the way this month has the ability to wake up the spirits of so many muslims in the middle of the night just to eat a few bites:)...i love the way our school timings get so short that we are able to come home soon...i love the way everybody starts being so kind to each other...THAT THEY DONT fail to pass saccharine smiles even under the

sleep sweet my angel,sleep sweet get in those covers, and in your white bed... forget about everything to rest your insomniac head! sleep sweet my angel sleep sweet. and when you seal your eyes... escape from this world... go up above high and when you touch the velvet sky do bid goodbye to all evil, to all lies and darling please when you fall in your deep sleep... fall...with a happy state of mind! sleep sweet my angel,sleep sweet and when you start to deem forget about every misery you deem make sure you follow that silver beam because i am certain, that your final destiny will give you all you need but as you proceed... and suddenly remember me... who is left here crying about your finalty who is lost in the pages of your mortality who said she will love you...for eternity but you should know... that darling when  you see me weep dont for a second destroy your sweet sleep because there is someone else... whose love is full of divinity its the God

she still sees her reflection inside your eyes... its searching for all answers its searching for some life... as she lags behind in your shadows she tries to move on she staggers to proceed forward but the past keeps intruding in her dawns she lingers with all the memories they drift her away they get rid of all her worries... they save her from going astray and as the days go by... all she does is lie... for all the tears she cried... for all that happened ...once upon a time... she hopes for redemption she keeps watching for the stars she is surrounded by pretensions she keeps plunging in the dark confused within her own existence, she forgets where she belongs... all she recalls is the blooming rose, but she doesnt remember its thorns ...!