Limitations, Hardwork and Success – Part II

You can’t copy other peoples’ success. Success has always been accidental. You stumble upon success while you are doing hard work. You just fall into it and realise that you have done it. You even question your own self whether you deserve it or not. So success occurs always when you least suspect it. So…

Limitations, Hardwork and Success – Part I

It’s when you go beyond that point that you defined, defined in a way as if it was your limit.  But it isn’t.  Our limits go beyond our imagined limits. They are unlimited. They are only defined when we decide that we can’t take it anymore. When we don’t know whether we can take it…

End of an year

So many things. So many things happened in an year where I felt happy, soared, drained, dejected, abandoned, persistent, surprised, hopeful, thankful, blessed, grateful, born again, confused, scared, silent, alone, old, matured, grownup, understanding, standing up, holding on, brave, stupid and most of all content with my decisions in my life. For the decisions I…

Shayan of Pakistan – Epilogue

Dear Pakistan, I am you. I am Shayan. Living, breathing and constantly envisioning to be a person who could work to create something within you for which our generations can be proud of and take them further. I am just a little part of you that silently cares and gets scared at the thought of…

Shayan of Pakistan – Part V

We breathe. We live. We love. We die. All for the sake of the country that was given to us by our fathers to be given by us to our children and in a better state than in what it was given to us. We are the blood that flows through our host body. Constantly…

Shayan of Pakistan – Part IV

I silently weep. I silently bleed. Something silently stirs inside me. Somebody wipes my tears. Somebody patches me up. Somebody comforts me. Somebody is still here within me, silently caring, silently suffering just like me, silently doing their duties to lift a whole nation up and silently telling me that everything will be fine. But…

Shayan of Pakistan – Part III

Here I am standing and asking myself silently. Is this all for nought? Was I created for nothing? Was I created as a ground for practicing anarchy? Was I created by going through bloodshed and throughout my life, see yet more bloodshed? Was I supposed to have come this far to question my own existence…

Shayan of Pakistan – Part II

I am that name which is called out everywhere in the world except within my own boundaries. Outside, people know me as Pakistan. Inside, people are broken into branches and don’t even focus on the stem anymore. I am a state which is being pulled in every direction because my different kids have different needs….

Shayan of Pakistan – Part I

Do you know who am I? No. You don’t. Nobody does. I am one in many billions who walk this country. I am just like you. I am just like him. I am just like them. I am my country’s product of twenty odd years. I am a person who was raised with the possibility…

Breaking the haitus

I take breaks from writing stuff on my blog. The breaks are long and sometimes just plain stupid. I wish I wouldn’t but I do that. Why do I do that? I don’t even know. I guess I go for the things that keep me moving. My thoughts keep me moving. When I get them…

WCup Champions are…

DEUTSCHLAND!!! DEUTSCHLAND!!! DEUTSCHLAND!!! Oh my God, my little beautiful dream! Germany is the FIFA World Cup 2014 Champions! Einfach Wunderbar!

WordPress anniversary

It’s sad for me to say that I haven’t learned how to maintain a constant stream of blogging content during my entire year here. There were events that happened so fast and so swift that would have been an excellent experience to share but I couldn’t pen them down here due to time and creative…