Sunday, June 04, 2006

Girl Power

We still rule you know. With all the hullabaloo about the chauvinism and the male oriented society cliches we bump into every now and then, the lamenting hue and cry over the fact that women need more attention. We just got to know our strength and be able to use it the way we are meant to. We just fail to understand how strong we REALLY are. Making a fuss over a broken nail, bawling our eyes over a mismatched shoe, we do get our way do we not? What could encompass more strength than driving an otherwise sane man bonkers over the fact that his wife is upset let it be a shoe or a nail or an eyelash for cryin' out loud!? I say women out there, be yourself, throw tantrums, act dumb and get your way through; that's the way to get back at them men for their chauvinism!! All the time they look down at us for being mere fussy little, cute, drawingroom showpiece breed of miniature pooches, hell they've been mugged all this time, of straight thinking.Talk about a "jackass" race, the definition of a true gentleman is still governed by how the subject treats the women around!!
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We still rule y' know ;)

Another stormy night

I am sailing, I am SAILING
home again, 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, salty waters
to be near you, to be free.

I am flying, I am FLYING
like a bird, 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
through' the dark night, far away.
I am dying, forever trying
to be with you, who can say.

Sailing across the winds calling out my name,

I know the world is long
but where you are is home
wherever you stay, i'll find the way.
I run like the river, I follow the sun
I fly like an eagle, to where I belong

the gushing winds gets me going, as i soar with the winds taking me higher above the chimney tops, where troubles melt like lemon drops,

Somewhere
over the rainbow
way up high.

where blue birds fly

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,Why, oh, why can't I?

Friday, June 02, 2006

Tantrum

Dayaar-e-noor main teera shaboun ka saathi hou
koi tou ho jo meri wehshatoun ka saathi hou

main us say jhoot bhi boloon to mujh say such boley
meray mizaaj k sub mausamoun ka saathi hou

main us k haath naa aaoon woh mera ho ke rahey
main gir parroon to meri pastiyoun ka saathi hou

karey kalaam jo mujh say tou meray lehjay mein
main chup rahoon tou meray tewaroun ka saathi hou

main apney aap ko daikhoon woh mujhko daikhey jayey
woh meray nafs ki gumrahiyoun ka saathi hou

woh khuwaab daikhey tou daikhey meray hawaaley say
meray khayaal k sub manzaroun ka saathi hou

--- Iftikhar Arif


Is it asking for too much? Even if it is, that's what I need, so hey big guy up there! I need my order sealed, signed delivered.
Surely you only throw tantrums where they're most likely to be heard. He hears them all out, NEVER turns me down. No wonder vanity IS my greatest virtue