Horizon : The perfect Illusion

Horizon keeps me calling
The sky seems falling
To embrace the earth
There is no dearth
In love to merge
with the splurge
I witness their union
Thou' its in oblivion
They are so happy and gay
Vast sea blocks my way.

Ai Khuda apni rehmat ka itna karam ker de
ke is sehra mein bhi thodi bahar aa jaye
aur kab tak lega yun sabr ka imtihaan
Teri inayat se pehle na kahin hum mar jayen

Fear Factor

Fear is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unerring ease. It begins in your mind, always. One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed,happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy. Doubt meets disbeliefand disbelief tries to push it out. But disbelief is a poorly armed foot soldier. Doubt does away with it withlittle trouble. You become anxious. Reason comes to do battle for yu. You are reassured. Reason is fully equipped with the latest weapons technology. But, to your amazement, despite superior tactics and a number of undeniable victories, reason is laid low. You feel yourself weakening, wavering. Your anxiety becomes dread.
Fear next turns fully to your body,which is already aware that something terrily wrong is going on. Already your lungshave flown away like a bird and your guts have slithered away like a snake. Now your tounguedrops dead like a opossum, while your jaws begins to gallop on the spot. Your ears go deaf. Your muscles begin to shiver as if they had malaria and your knees to shake as though they were dancing. Your heart strains so hard, while your sphincter relaxes too much. And so with the rest of your body. Every part of you, in the manner most suited to it, fallsapart. Only your eyes work well. They always pay proper attention to fear.

The Utmost Fighter

Excerpt from a Booker Prize winner book. It is about the situations which make you either the real winner or the ultimate looser. Situations in which you realize your real potential and exercize it to overcome the odds.

Language founders in such seas. Better to picture it in your head if you want to feel it.
The finite within the infinite, the infinite within the finite.
I discovered at that moment that I have a fierce will to live. It's not something evident, in my experience. Some of us give up on life with only a resigned sigh; others fight a little, then loose hope. Still others-and I am one of those-never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It's not a question of courage. It's something constitutional, an inability to let go. It may be nothing more than life-hungry stupidity.