Waiting For A Super-Hero...

I'm counting the days!

Still counting...

All these years we have been facing hard times and through all the baffling moments we waited for an immaculate super hero. Someone who would come and save us from the full brunt of jewish propaganda,bloodshed and dark clouds of expenses and terrorism. What ever happened we always had gripes about it and we hark back later. But we ended with no sign of our super hero we waited for. No matter what ever happen we believe a Savior would surely come. But why don't we develop the hero in ourselves? Why don't we try to stop the undefinable volume of our tears our own self? How much we would depend on powers or government and wait for super heroes? The undoubted truth is that the heroes are within you, its you who's the Super-Hero!


Its like we are believing in fiction blindly, like they say "Give me some prescribed magic pills so Tinker-bell visits me and I can enjoy my lonely times too!" Well this is not the scenario where you need to wait for the tinker bell! (If you are still with me reading this) Get up,open your window,tell them you are MAD, mad about aiding people for a better solution and that you can be the hero! So hurry up and save the day until you also get into the stream of waiting and waiting for a never coming doctor.

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If someone is crying go fetch some comics for them but don't let them wait for a tear drop vanisher to come!

If someone has lost something go get a magnifying glass or maybe giving them something better than that.
If someone is craving for chocolate get them go tantalizing and what more? If I am writing this and you are reading----Do Implement! So go get your mask and be a hero.


Over four decades later,hope hangs not just on one rooftop,but a myriad of rooftops all over the world. All you have to do is look around to realize that conviction upon governance and security is virtually,if not entirely, lost! Do you depend on an extraordinary force,because surely a super hero,bizzarely if one did exist,would save the day? Whether it is the infections microcosm Karachi and greater Pakistan or even the comprehensive bigger picture-if all else appallingly fails you then look towards the oddest chances of survival. And what happens if you get tired of the wait?
There are those who take matters in to their own hands. Sadly, most of these people become even bigger threats to survival and fail to see the true implication of being a hero!
Fickle and tell them heroes can be under-explored too. You need to pocket your lucky find and stand against your meltdowns. If any hero would come of-course he'll be a human being just like you so why waiting for "John Dough" the unknown person of your same category to come? You can be a hero if you try to. We need to correct the meaning of the word Super Hero,it does not mean a creature out of this world,batman,spider-man or the women from matrix,it is a sensible (actually 100% normal) human being who has self wisdom, courage and a will to "SAVE"!


Concoctions and concoctions, why don't we start precluding? The question though is,isn't it more important to at least try and see the glass half full rather than half empty?
This saga needs another twist and another mutation!


Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-) 

..The Benjamin Of Family..

Here I go writing to my peeps again

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Have you ever thought how it feels to be the Benjamin of the family? Well I am experiencing it as I am " The Benjamin Of My Family"! As a matter of fact its fun to be the most youngest of all and people around pampering you!I have a mind like a steel trap. Stuff gets in there and WHAM! it never gets back out again so the words are still stuck in my mind "BENJAMIN OF FAMILY"

Let me take you in a state of Benjamin Life, so you'll know that its better not to say to people "I am bigger than you"..."No I am bigger than you....you are little so you'll come in the end" When I use to be small I also use to say my cousins and sisters that I am elder, mostly we love to be big without putting light on the fact what it feels to be the smallest of all in your family! You have to start some where or sometime-there is simply no better time than when you are young!

Being young its better than you thought, If you are young you can't afford NOT to read this! Do you realize how great it is to be young; that it's a tremendous advantage if you take it?Trust me when I say that everyone decades older than you is jealous. Jealous because you are young. That's right – BECAUSE you are young (and it's not your looks they are talking about). Most people who are older look back at the early years in their lives with envy. Don't give up things you like just because they are "babyish." Being young is so fun, you have to do no work, you aren't scolded much and most important you are termed as "innocent" even if you are not!Some people like my advice so much that they frame it upon the wall instead of using it! SO reflect on this being young is the best! In our culture the most smallest of all is known as to be the "ladala" (spoon-fed and most lovable) I am the smallest in my family and thats just too beneficial for me, I realized it last night when I had a fight with my sisters and mum even didn't scolded me instead I quietly made my way out of the matter! What ever I do ends up the same "I am out-they are In" I feel good to be the most smallest at least I am way too far from bag of worries, restrictions for writing this stupid stuff and I don't have to do much as I got small hands and small brain to sort out things!People older and taller than me brag about it.....

I say "If you're older, you'll die before me"And "If you're taller, if a plane crashes through, it'll hit you first in the head, i'll duck!" So stop bragging....(Say this to those who brag you about)

The Scoop: Never make fun of people younger than you because they have more rights than you and less responsibilities!

Written by your Bubble Mate,

Ayesha Riaz :-)

Celebrations!

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Celebration is,
First day of school,
The trembling heart,
Unfamiliar look and
someone smiling out there,
Celebration is,
No birthday party,
No junket, just cousins,
grilling beef at the top of roof,


Celebration is,
Alone in night,
Just you and the moon,
Unveiling your truths,
Celebration is,
Showing a pinky finger, a cross face,
and then hugging each other all over again,


Celebration is,
A rotten mood, bottle of coconut oil,
Mind slightly cracked and
mum massaging your hair,
Celebration is,
3 friends, no money,
still partying,


Celebration is,
one perfect night,
featuring just you and a person to photograph you,
Celebration is
A grand test tomorrow,
a sleepy head,
and professor's absent,


Celebration is,
Dressing of jelly on a custard bowl,
Sister out of the kitchen
and just winking yourself while grabbing it all,
Celebration is,
Your birthday party,
Distributing candies,
and never believing in equality,


Celebration is,
A group of pals quiet,

No electricity and screaming at the top of your lungs,
Celebration is,
When out in garden,
having sips of tea,
With dad and his business gossips in rain,


Celebration is,
Winter arrival,
A cozy bed,
and eating dry fruits in blanket,
Celebration is two friends,
One messenger,
and 4:00 am,


And what more could celebration mean?
Its in absence, Its in presence,
Its in You and Me!


Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-)

Moon, My Hero!

One of those nights,

It was brisky outside,

In an empty room,

On an empty chair,

She sat with her eyes locked somewhere,

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Somewhere in the welkin,

of a blanket of cluster,

And the gleaming Moon,

With all her jitters,

She kept gazing the moon of aspiration,

With all the intrepidity,

From her noise to white stillness,

Thinking about her mopes,

her mournful days, her so so big dreams,

A tear rolled down her cheeks,

Gazing the beauty of nature,

had given her courage,

to seek for a new day,

But thinking has always been easier,

What matters is believing,

And that she still tries, how can she endure one,

When there are many to go?

Moon is her hero,

And she is me,

I find myself in her!

Written by your bubble mate,

Ayesha Riaz:-)