I perceive the world as a playground .....

English Translation

I perceive the world as a playground

Where dawn and dusk appear in eternal rounds

In His Universal form is a plaything the throne of Solomon

The miracles of the Messiah seem so ordinary in my eyes

Without name I cannot comprehend any form

Illusionary but is the identity of all objects

My anguish envelopes the entire desert

Silently flows the river in front of my floods

Ask not what separation has done to me

Just see your poise when I come in front of you

Truly you say that I am egotistical and proud

It is the reflection, O friend, in your limited mirror

To appreciate the style and charm of conversation

Just bring in the goblet and wine

Hatred manifests due to my envious mind

Thus I say, don't take his name in front of me

Faith stops me while temptations attract

Inspite of Kaaba behind and church ahead

I am the Lover, yet notorious is my charm

Thus Laila calls names to Majnu in front of me

"Dies" not one though the union is a delight

In premonition of the separation night

Alas, this be it, the bloody separation wave

I know not what else is in store

ahead of me

Though the hands don't move, the eyes are alive

Wine and goblet, let them stay in front of me

Says "Ghalib"

Conscience is companion and trusted friend

Don't pass any judgments in front of me.

Original Urdu

Baazi-cha-aie-Atfal Hai Dunia, Mere Aage

Hota Hai Shaboroze Tamasha Mere Aage

Ik Khel Hai Aurang-e-suleman, Mere Nazdeek

Ik Baat Hai Ajaaz-a-Maseehah, Mere Aage

Juz Naam, Nahin Surat-a-aalam Mujhe Manzoor

Juz Vaham, Nahin Hasti-e-ashiya, Mere Aage

Hota Hai Nihan Gard Mein Sahra, Mere Hote

Ghista Hai Jabin Khak Pe Dariya, Mere Aage

Mut Poochh, Ki Kya Haal Hai Mera, Tere Peeche

Tu Dekh Ki Kya Rung Hai Tera, Mere Aage

Sach Kehte Ho Khudbeen-o-Khuddara Hun, Kyon Na Hun?

Baitha Hai Butt-a-Aaeena-Seema, Mere Aage

Phir Dekhiye, Andaz-e-Gul-Afshani-e-Guftaar

Rakh De Koyee Paimana-o-Sahba Mere Aage

Nafrat Ka Guman Guzre Hai, Mein Rushk Se Guzra

Kyonkar Kahun, Lo Naam Na Unka Mere Aage

Iman Mujhe Roke Hai, To Khenche Hai Mujhe Kufra

Kaba Mere Peeche Hai, Kalisa Mere Aage

Aashiq Hun, Per Mashook-Farebi Hai Mera Kaam

Majnun Ko Bura Kehti Hai Laila Mere Aage

Khush Hote Hain, Pur, Vasl Mein Yon Mur Nahin Jaate

Aayee Shab-a-Hijran Ki Tamanna Mere Aage

Hai Moujzan Ik Kulzum-e-Khun, Kaash, Yahi Ho

Aata Hai, Abhi Dekhiye, Kya Kya, Mere Aage

Go Hath Mein Jumbish Nahin, Aankhon Mein To Dum Hai

Rahne Do Abhi Sagar-O-Meena, Mere Aage

Humpesh-O-Hummastrab-O-Humraaz Hai Mera

"Ghalib" to Bura Kyon Kaho, Accha Mere Aage

Beauty of my mystic Islamabad

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As the winter is on its Peak in Pakistan, We all are having really beautiful and cold days. The weather is so beautiful and all the living beings are enjoying amazing misty moments in Islamabad. The beauty of the green heaven is covered with Fog and Its a good time to enjoy the Hot Coffee or a nice camp fire. The nature has showered all his blessings over the Capital city. The foggy look of the city where as create a bit problems for the drivers to see the traffic but even then every one is enjoying these lovely days of Cloudy & Mystic Winter. I have captured some vague scenes of Islamabad for you to see so Enjoy.

The sun trying to shine at Islamabad but the clouds are not allowing

It was really difficult to jog even on the routine track

Isn't the scene looks like a Wordsworth's abode :-)

The depths of lonely beauty

Road to Heaven ! isn't it

I am trying to see the Third light pole , Can you?

A Giant building covered with Fog

Way to a beautiful road (Jinnah Avenue)

They are trying to touch the Sky

Bye Bye ;-)
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Surely you're not thinking of resolutions....Are you???

Friday, December 31, 2010

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It is with some reticence that I write my final post for this year.

In the northern part of Queensland, floods have been ferocious, engulfing thousands of homes, forcing families and individuals to evacuate into unfamiliar and not the cosiest of temporary refuge.

How do you celebrate the auspicious closing of one year and the opening of a new one when, virtually in your backyard, thousands have been robbed of the spirit of celebration? Or so it would seem.

I know that no sorrowfulness on my part will alleviate the flagging spirits of my neighbors. I'm also reminded that, while the proximity of this latest disaster makes it less easy to ignore or even want to ignore, everyday, somewhere in the world, many more suffer disasters of one form or another.

So, here I am with a jumble of inconvenient thoughts and feelings. Yes, inconvenient because they make me feel less than celebratory at this rather momentous time of years, old and new.

My expanding awareness of life's realities, however, provides some recourse.

I can connect, in spirit, with the spirit of hope and faith within each of these people, here and everywhere else on this earth - hope and faith that things can and will get better even if we don't know the exact machinations of how.

I can summon within me, the spirit of determination to focus on desirable possibilities rather than undesirable ones, and connect with others in this spirit of determination.

I can raise within me the natural spirit of glee and optimism rooted in my knowing that in any adversity, there are doors of opportunity. We only have to have an open and willing mind. (It wasn't all that long ago when I was homeless for eighteen months).

I can celebrate and increase the spirit of joy and hope that seeks to move freely throughout the world rather than be an obstacle to it.

These are the things that come to mind now. They are anchored in my knowing that any outcome in the material/physical world has its origins in the mind, within the ever-expanding screen of our imagination.

I want to join all my friends and family across the world - those that I've seen face to face and those whose faces I've not seen but whose spirit I've felt deeply - in celebration.

I'm not going to ask you what your resolutions for the New Year are. But I do want to ask you what your dreams are. Will you share them with me?

As for me, my dreams are of:

• meeting my perfect partner and having an amazing, exciting, fun, adventurous, inspiring, romantic, liberating and adoring relationship with him
• enjoying the beauty and goodness and greatness of my two children as they experiment with life
• doing something truly significant in the service of others, something that I will enjoy wholeheartedly and that will benefit them in big and meaningful ways
• exploring and enjoying even more the friendships I have made, on and off-line - really seeing and enjoying the beauty and magnificence of each person I meet
• traveling to places where I can spend time enjoying the people and their spaces
• singing, playing guitar, writing, drawing, cooking much more competently, freely and frequently than I currently do
• enjoying wealth and abundance

Wow! There they are. I didn't think I'd be making any of this public but, hey, another one of my ongoing dreams is to live more freely than I've ever done! This is one way of doing it.

I do wish you, my very,very dear reader, with all the warmth and affection in my heart, a truly spectacular 2011. May every desire of your heart be delivered in bountiful measure!

Thank you for being such a beautiful part of my life in 2010.

Love, hugs and kisses - TBT

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