“A time comes in your life when you finally get it…when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere… the voice inside your head cries out…ENOUGH!

Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on. Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.”

“Seeing the world through new eyes make you realize your intentions, your mistakes, and how much you have grown. How the world wants to be treated and how it should be treated. What you expected and what you got. Still the learning phase never ends. You turn back and  see mistakes and experiences all over again. It continues till you die. And still when you are bound to recall your memory in the last minutes of your life, You see only regrets. Because you never did what you were obliged to do.




Today I feel the need to announce an important thing. People below are really precious to me. I am telling you.. don’t dare to leave me!!

I know you people know that I am little bit crack. I face tremendous mood swings. I shout, I scream, I abuse, I say “dafa ho jao” .. I ask to leave me alone and not to forget “never to come back” But still you know what I actually mean by all that blah blah stuff…

So here you go. Leave me and I will KILL YOU!

– Mirza Fahad Baig

-Syeda Humaira Rashid

-Rabiya Azher

-Sanober Ali Sheikh

-Yasir Ahmed Qureshi

-Abdul Aleem

-Zainab Rajani

– All puchkis (Rabab, Arysha, Aryba, Alishay, Hiba, Sehar, Marvi, Amina, Bakhtawar)

-Mujtaba Hussain

– Maybe Waqas Khan and Owais Jamal too


and *eyes rolled* KASHIF AHMED ( You are the least important person of my life! I will let you go, I won’t kill you but you can and you should!!)


I want to see you all at my funeral! Don’t cry just pray for me wholeheartedly!

I am just thinking, when I will die, someone will open this post and will smile 🙂 For sure InshaAllah. May Allah give me toufeeq to make everyone happy! 🙂

Btw, if anyone finds me precious like SERIOUS precious. Do let me know. Sometimes people are in front of you but you never value them. I don’t want to be one of them.

aaaa…… I dunno I am afraid of something.


inna lillah ve inna ileyhi raciun

“Everyone is going to taste death, and We shall make a trial of you with evil and good, and to Us you will be returned.” (21:35)

Indeed, Allah’s promise will be fulfilled. The Death is something so inevitable, yet so very often forgotten. Each day that passes, each day we breathe, each day we spend our life doing sin or doing well leads us closer to the day we have to die; to the day we have to return to our CREATOR!

We show remorse and sadness when our love one or close one passes but what we learn from it? How we reflect it upon our own self? We think that death is at a distance from us and will not come until a SPECIFIC age. We talk about the average human life is, without thinking that is average not ours!

Indeed our time is closer than we can even think. Are we prepared for what is going to happen? Have our hearts become stoned to shed some tears out of fear of meeting Lord? What will you do? What will you say? What is life? An unpredictable reality; Today I am, tomorrow I am not. I am writing right now and I don’t know if I will be writing the next letter. What if I die the next second?

Why is that when one dies, they leave thousand questions behind? Why does one gain importance after dying? The same person greeting you, saying ‘HI’every day never gets your attention but as soon as he passes away, he becomes so important for you? Is this what the world is? People acknowledge your importance after you’re gone? Is this the place we are striving for? Is this the place we are living for? Is this the place which will be forever? Answer Is NO!

There maybe thousands of people you know and there may be very few that hold importance in your life. But believe me those unimportant ones are very important. I don’t know how to put it. I got a lesson today; never ever think someone is not important. Each and every person is equally important. You realize this fact when they are gone; when you lose them.

Our bodies are no doubt Allah’s entrustment to us. It shall depart someday.  May Allah rest everyone’s soul in peace. May Allah grant them place in Paradise Insha’Allah.

Inna Lila hi wa inna ilehi Raji’un

To Allah we Belong and to Him we Return


O Allah! Take my life while praying or in sleep. O Allah grant me honor to recite Kalma when I die. O Allah make my death a blessing not a curse. Verily, One day I have to come back to you! Protect me.


I am, I WAS!

I was happy. I went to buy some gifts for my parents anniversary as I planned a huge surprise party for them .On my way back home, suddenly something happened and I found myself lying on  the ground in severe pain. My body was badly hurting. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I wasn’t able to move nor could I see. I could only hear people running and screaming for help. My mind was totally jammed, I didn’t have control over myself.

Again I heard a loud explosion that gave me strong jerk and then there was complete silence all around. Within seconds, I recalled my life and realized I wasn’t prepared for my life after death! I did nothing to secure my ending! I always thought about myself. I was selfish. I barely helped anyone. I did nothing for my parents who brought me up, who overcame all the obstacles so that I could have a better life, who taught  how to walk, speak!

I never thought of prayers as an obligation. I always became deaf on hearing the Azan; I became blind seeing people going towards Mosque. I was as ignorant as the people whom were regarded as deaf, dumb, and blind by Allah. As far as Quran is concerned, it was always there in my room but it seemed more as a decoration piece rather than a reading BOOK.. I realized na may dunya ki hoo na may akhraat manay dunya k lia kuch kia and na akhrat k lia…!  A war lost on both ends.

I was thinking about all this when someone dragged me. I never thought people will  behave with me like this after my death.They were all so good to me just a while ago! After all did I ever help anybody or did anything for anyone? i could expect this behavior. I was mean, rude to all those under me. It was there time now. I heard someone searching for me and as that person got near, he burst into cry. He was actually my father!

I wasn’t aware what was happening until I was given Ghusul(bath) and was taken back to my own house in my very own bedroom, a room filled of people who were  crying. I felt guilty hearing those whom I never payed any heed to. I wanted to apologize to all. I did hurt them a lot. I wish I knew they loved me so much. I was so helpless, lying there like a rotten piece of flesh. I never knew that these people I had invited to my parent’s anniversary, will  turn into the guests for my own funeral! I knew nothing!!

I tried to recite Kalma but I realized I didn’t even remember it. This was the time I became sure I am a looser of my THIS life and LIFE after death! I wished the way I prepared for this party, I would have prepared for my life after that too! I wished I would have offered prayer and recited Quran! I wished if I had showed any act of kindness or respect I wouldn’t be in this condition. I wished I would have helped anyone! I wished and I wished but all in vain as everything was finished now! I was finished!