Painting has always been received as a gateway to escape from stress and a peaceful way of bursting out emotion. Studies show that after painting or playing with color people feel recharged and refreshed. It is also true that many corporate companies provide coloring material to their brainstorming staff for...
From a little girl up to her maternal years, Sanisa has made so many armistices with her mind along with the people around her that it had come to the point to let her existence tossed around, budding dreams hanged and shattered like withered petals in late fall. There has...
Maulana Jalal Uddin Rumi was a great medieval Muslim philosopher, poet, dervish, theologian and Sufi mystic. He described the spiritual world with the language of insight in his poetry. Rumi’s poems have achieved extensive popularity throughout the world, especially among the Iranians, Turks, Tajiks, Greeks and Pashtuns. His spiritual works...
As I stand there with total disapproval against my mind the city was roaring with wild rush. Calmly I was envisaging this peaceful fuzzy day going by. But as for my musing mind I wasn’t quite sure on that part.To me I was like this pebble in a river current...
I’m almost 80 now. I have grandchildren. Old people talk too much. Maybe it’s a rule of nature. For me, my grandchildren are the listeners. They have so much curiosity which I too had in my early ages. That’s the difference of age 80 and age 8. One delivers and...
“Mom, brother just came home!”, Jahra yelled as loud as she could. “Jayed, where have you been, son? We were worried sick. Why is your phone turned off?”, Jayed’s mother exclaimed. She was extremely worried so was Jayed’s father and his younger sister Zahra. “Abdullah was calling me so I...
It was a bizarre drizzling day. The sun was hiding somewhere; like my mind was ushered by melancholy thoughts. How often does it rain on your birthday? I don’t know how to answer that. Thoughts start rounds of applause at the sheer wit of my utmost clueless blank notion. A...
The irritating morning alarm disturbed my precious sleep but the seasonal rain boosted it up again. The sky was cold and grey and is very mysterious as if a dangerous storm was about to come and change the entire nature and me in some way. There is nothing better than...
“Okay, so perimeter is the border around anything, right, Abba?” Dana asked, still concentrated on the geometric figures spread in front of her. “Yes, princess. Can you tell me what area is?” “Umm…it’s like, the amount of space inside a shape.” Alam Haque ran a hand through his daughter’s thick...
The sky is cloudy again, everything is so dark and grey. It’s just two in the afternoon yet it feels like a dark cold night. I knew the electricity would go off so I managed some candles and a match stick beforehand. I lit the candle and went to check...
“Hey, Nida, ” Kezban tried to catch my face. But I acted like nothing happened. At last kezban crossed the road and grabbed my hand. “Why avoiding us? ” Oh Eda is also with her. I didn’t notice her before. Kezban and Nida are my friends. “I’d better be going,...
“Hey Jashim, Look what I found.” “You are so lucky, Zaid. This shoe almost looks brand new. I wonder why they threw it into the dustbin. Must be nice being rich. You can dump your good shoe and buy a new one. You are really lucky, you know. You can sell...
I was only 20 years old when I started writing. My father was one of those little paid employees, who worked all day on a desk filled with documents and files. My mother died because of an illness 7 years ago. Obviously, we couldn’t spend little money for her medical...
Wee woo wee woo!! After the surgery, I’m lying on a stretcher in an ambulance, which I think is kinda cool cause no one in my class has ever been on an ambulance before, now I can talk big words about this! Hehe. But I guess papa isn’t happy, who...
Mr. Jamaluddin is now in the balcony, looking towards the starry sky. The sky is clear today. He is trying to count the stars, and thinking about the strange pattern of the stars in the sky. In his imagination he is trying to draw a parallel line among the stars...
-Hey, Zaid! How do you feel?” -“I don’t know haha. But I guess I’m in a good mood because I’m starting a conversation with you” -“Oi Oi are you saying that it’s wrong to talk to me, huh?” -“Haha oh please do forgive me for my rudeness.” -“Hummm apology accepted.”...
She was beautiful. No, she wasn’t fare. Her skin was not white. She was skinny, didn’t have a nice figure. She didn’t have long silky thick hair. But still she was beautiful. She represented beauty in her words, in her writing, in her work. She was honest. She was polite....
Here it is Adria. Our creator created the creatures that He might be known. He created flowers with much care Adria think so. Adria feels that deep in flowers roots, all flowers keep the flame. And so, she keeps a flower garden in her house. One night while she was...
Such a sunny day it is, there is no cloud in the morning sky. And the sun is burning gracefully. But its beauty is nothing to the people of Gaza. They are running for a place to hide themselve from the bombs of Israeli plane. But still a little boy...
Here I am, sitting on a bench, waiting for the train to arrive. I can see how annoyed everyone is, just because the train is late today. But what about me? What am I feeling? In this case, my answer is nothing. I’m not feeling annoyed, angry, sad or anything....
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