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May
17
My Sole Rescuer – Noushah Arshad
By: Noushah Arshad
For years I wandered in the vastness of my thoughts, looking for a spot where I could find solace within my soul. For years I travelled through wilderness of my darkh nights, looking for a ray of light that would take me home … For years I have been bulding steps to reach the heights; heights of my own self where I could find some source to rescue me from strong clutches of evil. For years, all of it has been happening within me …
Apr
20
Choice is Yours! – Noushah Arshad
By: Noushah Arshad
“I’m finished … I’ve lost myself … Can you tell me why is she doing this to me? Why she doesn’t speak to me? I miss her. I don’t feel happy anymore. I don’t feel alive. It’s as if my life is stagnant. There is no charm left. I want to forget her, but I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t laugh heartily. I don’t want to talk to anyone. Oh! What have I done to my life?” His thoughts and feelings were flowing in his words and I was quietly listening to him.
Feb
01
A Nation of Degree Holders! – Noushah Arshad
By: Noushah Arshad
Traffic jams are a routine site in huge cities like Lahore or Karachi, they rarely happen in small cities. How we behave during a traffic jam depicts our complete persona. Sitting on a driving seat brings great responsibility on the person. Continue to the rest of this post…
Jan
06
My Garden of Thoughts – Noushah Arshad
By: Noushah Arshad
Wandering in the garden of thoughts, I happened to pass across a weed that had grown too fast in past few days. A weed that was weird in its outlook. It had a thorny body and dull color. It was shapeless due to heavy growth at one congested part of my garden. I had never seen this thing in my garden of thoughts before. It was as if it had grown in a very short time span or maybe I was paying a visit after a very long time. Continue to the rest of this post…
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