The seashore!

I sat by the seashore, all alone tonight,
Thinking of you in the setting sun’s light,
You and I, baby, we were completely same,
Like a soul cloned in two bodies,
Like same heart, but different brains.

Remember the seaside, we used to enjoy,
Used to dance with the splashing waves,
We kissed lovingly under the moonlit night,
As I sang you serenades.

You held my hands, swore never to leave,
But all I hold now is sand,
The sand that, like your memories,
Is slowly slithering out of my hand.

Who knew you would do infidelity,
And run so far away from me,
Choosing death over me as your partner,
Leaving my soul to search for you longingly,

I feel like a pebble, sitting on the beach sand,
Orphaned and cold, ever since you left my hand,
These waves are all I have, for they took you away,
And so I await my turn, waiting at the shores for eternity.

                                                                                                                                (M.S Khan)

Only God I Saw!

In the market, in the cloister — only God I saw.

In the valley and on the mountain – only God I saw.

Him I have seen beside me oft in tribulation;

In favor and in fortune — only God I saw.

Neither soul nor body, accident nor substance,

Qualities nor causes — only God I saw.

I opened mine eyes and by the light of His face around me

In all the eye discovered — only God I saw.

Like a candle I was melting in His fire:

Amidst the flames outflashing — only God I saw.

Myself with mine own eyes I saw most clearly,

But when I looked away into nothingness, I vanished,

And lo, I was the All-living — only God I saw.

                                                                                                             (Baba Kuhi of Shiraz)

Note:- 

Baba Kuhi is an Iranian Sufi poet-saint. He spent many years in retreat and prayer in a mountain cave just north of Shiraz. He died in 1050 A.D., and was buried just outside of Shiraz, on a hill called "the green old man" (Pir-i-sabz). It is said that just before Baba Kuhi died, he made a famous promise that if anyone could stay awake for forty consecutive nights at his tomb that person would be granted the gift of poetry, immortality, and his heart's desire.

I met my Love after 7 years!

I met my love after seven years,

When my life had finally changed its' gears,

Frozen like statue;  my reaction was never clear,

Either recall my haunted past with fear,

or welcome the babe with holy cheer,

or sit idle and do nothing but stare,

I saw my love after seven years,

Her fluffy cheeks turned pale though,

Time is a foe; I realized too,

Eyes drenched with twilight,

Never dreamed to spare that cruel night,

Her smoky lips and golden hairs,

I saw my love after seven years,

The night when the moon glazed and stars twinkled,

What about me a loser? who musted and trembled,

I thought a lamp of hope would really lit,

But later it turned out nothing but shit,

For an instant I dreamed of her and me in a fairy ground,

Priceless palace where no one was there to found,

Dancing in her fingers a approached closer to her cheeks,

Woke up; The waiter brought me some kebabs and sheiks,

I ate them quickly as I was falling late,

My life, my love, my girl, my fate,

She smiled again as she used to do,

Her elegant feat stole my heart though,

Soaked in the memories of past,

The time me and her had a blast,

As every love story has a twist,

I wished I had never experienced that quest,

The envy of others caused my demise,

I wish now I had killed those three blind mice,

I claimed to be a man of versatile,

But never knew my love was too fragile,

At an instant, I caught an eye-contact,

Her elegant sight had the same impact,

Her fainted face soon revealed the time that had passed,

Me; out-smarted, out-dated and out-classed,

At an instant, she was gone,

Like a thrilling mist of Armageddon,
The die-hard patient then, searched for Teressa the nurse,

The moment his life was doomed with curse,

I resisted even though I wasn't that clever,

I believed that our love would live forever,

Shocked to death plus eager and keen,

D'you you really know what I mean?

History is mystery; either Nixon or Zedong,

I inquired myself, "Where did it all go wrong?"

The day I made a home of plastic clay;

Those noons when I heard depressing tunes of fray,
Those evenings I cried lonely in my loft,
You're my night angel that turned Lara Croft.
There are four and twenty million doors 
No matter my gardens grow the shiny ores,
I'm all done with life's endless corridor,
It now seems I don't care no more.
A flying dove dies as a rotten rover,
Oh boy! my love then flashed 'Game Over',
I met my love after seven years,
A night later; when I bursted with tears...!

(M.S.Khan)

"Slide Away" - Oasis

Pen- Picture:-


Slide Away is a song about falling head over heels in love with the one person who you think is going to be by your side forever. Its a song about wanting to let go of everything else around you and run away with the only thing you think is true and real in your life. It also shows a story of dreaming of your true love and wishing and hoping that the loved one feels the same way. Then it turns out the the person you love does feel the same way and you feel you could slide away forever because now that your together nothing will ever match up to it. It gives power to fight the uncertainties of life and to meet the unlimited success. The masterpiece from Noel Gallagher is surprisingly one of the most under-rated songs of Oasis's music history.


Lyrics:-


Slide away, and give it all you've got
My today, fell in from the top
I dream of you, and all the things you say
I wonder where you are now?

Hold me down, cause all the world's asleep
I need you now, you've knocked me off my feet,
I dream of you, we talk of growing old
But you said please don't...

Slide in baby, together we'll fly
I've tried praying, but I don't know what you're saying to me

Now that you're mine
We'll find a way
Of chasing the sun
Let me be the one, that shines with you
in the morning, I don't know what to do
two of a kind
We'll find a way
To do what we've done
Let me be the one, that shines with you
And we can slide away, slide away, slide away, away...

Slide away, and give it all you've got
My today, fell in from the top
I dream of you, and all the things you say
I wonder where you are now?

Slide in baby, together we'll fly
I've tried praying, and I know just what you're saying to me

Now that you're mine
We'll find a way
Of chasing the sun
Let me be the one that shines with you
in the morning when you don't know what to do
two of a kind
We'll find a way
To do what we've done
Oh, let me be the one
That shines with you, and we can slide away...

A Letter to our Beloved Prophet "Hazrat Muhammad (SAW)"

To

Hazrat Muhammad (SAW)
The Last Prophet of Allah,

Dear Sir,

I am one amongst your “Ummah” who want to express his respect, gratitude and thanks for what you’ve left for us to follow in order to achieve success and glory in this world and thereafter to come. You have seen sent as a blessing for all mankind who follow you and Allah Almighty has addressed in surah “Anbiyah” as:

وَمَا أَرْسَلْنَاكَ إِلَّا رَحْمَةً لِّلْعَالَمِينَ

“And We sent you as a blessing for all worlds. (Suratul Anbiyah 21:107)”

Your personality cannot be appraised by any words as it have been so complete and perfect by all means either as administrator or as an companion; as a leader or as a general; as a husband or as a father, in deed you have been a role model in every aspects of life and shall remain till the day of judgment. Allah in Holy Quran says:

وَإِنَّكَ لَعَلى خُلُقٍ عَظِيمٍ

“And verily, you are on an exalted standard of character. (Suratul Qalam 68:4)”

I feel myself a very blessed person to find myself Muslim and amongst your Ummah yet I feel ashamed and embarrassed as I see that Muslims are not united and they have not been following all those preaching of Islam for which you and your companions suffered a lot of hardships, difficulties and resistance from forces of evils. I can still recall one of your instructions in your last address to Muslims of Makkah. You said, “Do not bow before my grave because your ancestors used to do the same and eventually they declared the graves of their prophets as their gods.” I pray to Allah that let this not be happened with us (Amin).

Dear Sir,

I am in my teenage now and I pray to Allah that May I be blessed with honesty so to be a follower of “Sadiq & Amin”; when I’ll grow to be professional may I be blessed with sincerity & dedication so to manifest myself your true follower; when I’ll be an administrator may I be blessed with integrity and honor: when I have to do justice may I be blessed with the same strength as you did on many occasions and when I stand to offer my prayer may I be blessed with fear of Allah and obedience so that my worship should witness to Allah that I am following the path which you’ve shown to us.

If one has to know what is sacrifice, he should see to the sacrifice of Insar & Muhajrin in the way of Islam; if one has to know how to keep promise he should see to the handling over of Hazrat Abu Jandal during agreement of Hudabia and if one has to know what is forgiveness when I must say that no period of time can ever reflect any better example of forgiveness as it had been displayed by your kind and blessed character at the conquest of Makkah when you announced forgiveness to all.

The characteristics of all prophets have been blessed upon you by Allah and Allama Dr. Muhammad Iqbal offer praise to that in this manner.


الایا خیمگی خیمہ فروھل"
"کہ پیش آہنگ بیرون شد ز منزل
خرد از راندن محمل فرو ماند
زمام خویش دادم در کف دل


For faithfully,
Muhammad Shahrukh Khan


Note : This is a glimpse of the Award-Winning Letter in "A Letter to our Beloved Prophet Hazrat Muhammad (SAW) Competition" organized by Pak-Turk International Institute in March 2007. Specials regards to Sir Zain, whom without this would never had been possible.