Zahyr

"Rapists rape people not outfit." Even if they do rape after getting a gaze of the outfit worn by the female counterpart... but what would be one's reaction after having a glimpse on the today's headline which stated 8 Month Old Raped Allegedly By Cousin In Delhi, Needed Three-Hour Surgery "The truth that I once knew deep seated long ago in ma memory  glimpse of it still shivers ma body  I still remember ma own cries and woes. In the dark filthy storage of ma own garage. The blood stained clothes Ma hair tangled than ma own thoughts scratches on ma nudeness. It not only tore ma hymen  but ma inner self esteem too. Blood boiled in ma arteries  because this is not how I imagined  to loose ma virginity. Hungry strangers staring ma nakedness  being me the piece of meat. Tears shed down ma pupils . The seedling that bloom in the mothers womb to fly high till the limits of the sky  was seeing the grey shades and  contused

" It takes courage to luv someone who doesn't luv you..." A few days back while watching a movie I came across this phrase and all of it was forgotten except these wordings. All of us in our lifetime or I should rather say teenage have loved the other sex more or may be the same but is it really a kid's job to love a person unconditionally especially when you are aware of the fact that she/he won't love you back but yes we can't stop trying and why should we. Trying definitely makes everything possible and so does loving. Arranged marriages in India are the best example to this sort of situation, guys do love girls and due to the dilemma of our patriarchal society they can easily get married to them but what about their own dreams, their aspirations, they are crushed under the so-called sindur of their suhag. Yes, some do start loving back but what about the other half population who are being forced to love back. Jiffy days in ma past I saw a question o

"Intensity is the price of all excellence." So yeah well here is ma (a word for 'my', you may find a new era of english words because of ma pen writing) first very blog, something more of a new year resolution that I wanted to do from so long. A writer who now wants to take birth from the alphabets womb to the mother language to show her piece of art to the world. I really hope that you will find ma intensity interesting. Writing is an interesting yet weird thing because of different opinions of different people yet it interests you and the people close to you because you can pour your heart aloud. This is the initial attempt to let the foetus take birth in the world full of dreams and a pate full of thoughts that over flow at times. I chose the pen name Zahyr because in urdu its meaning is to express what are you thinking and for me urdu is a language which has fascinated me since I was born as if there is a deep connection with that language in ma sub conscio