My my.

I don't know if its with everybody or only with me and my mother. We miss each other a lot, when we are not together. But the moment we are together we keep on criticizing each other.
In my childhood she used to say you'll see your daughter is going to be more rude to you then you are with me. And my reply was always "oo it means you were rude to your mother and in result you got me."
Btw we live in different cities, so we talk on phone everyday for hours. When we face each other we start having (petty) issues. Like whenever she buys something for me I say yuck who is going to wear it? and vice versa.
But it never affect my love for her and her love for me.
Mama, you are the only person who has right to say "anything" to me and I love you a lot (despite our all fights) muaah***.

Am I?

Is'nt it awsome?

When I listened to them in my childhood they were ok, but now they straight touch my heart. It needs a certain level of maturity to enjoy a true classic.
Does it sound like I'm mature?
stop praising yourself shafaq

Its all about fun

Last time I was talking about my other face. The face which I recognize. This is the person who has craving for adventures, something new every moment. For that person life is all about having fun, no matter what the venue is.
Monotony is like a curse .
But...
You have to behave according to social limitations and society expectations. By pretending so we leave our actual personality far behind. Its just like snake skin, Once he shed his old skin he can't get into it.

Playing in mud, fighting with siblings, eating junk food, being scared after watching silly horror movies, being mean with fellows.
I still feel like doing all these stuff. I want to be careless about manners. For me this is priceless.

Let's discover

I woke up in the morning and straight got into my business. My daily routine kept me busy. Maybe intentionally or unintentionally I ignored mirror. I was trying to hide myself from me.
When it was unavoidable, I glanced at it and found a stranger intently looking at me.
I want to be familiar with that person.
I want to collaborate with that image in which there would be survival for only one face.
Let's see who it would be.
Is it with me only, or its a common story? Do I know myself ? Am I clear about my desires and aversions?

Flow of love.

The love we give to our offspring is the purest of all. While giving this love to them we think its our investment on them. Out of our inanity, we perceive that we'll get profit when we'll grow old.
In actual this is the only investment in which we get profit before investment.
Stream of love flows downward. We got love from our parents they got love from their parents.
Its a never ending phenomena.

Why more?

Sunny days, cheerful laughs, twinkling eyes, sunset in mountains, comfy sleep at nights,. . . . . . . . . and the list goes on.
Why we are such a thankless creature ?why we look at the things which we don't have? why can't we be content with these uncountable blessings.
Is it this greed which differentiate us from animals or do we really have something superior?