Baba’s Princess

I miss you, today, and everyday.
I wish i could sleep in you arms, once again. Just lie by your side and forget all my worries, i wish you could give me that sweet head massage, that proud smile, letting me take all your money, as i look at you laughing out. I wish i could have your physical presence here. I wish i could just hug you, and forget about this cruel world that we live in.
Thanks for making me kind, compassionate, strong, understanding. A human basically. Thanks for encouraging me to take my own decisions, and for standing by it. Thanks for believing in me, and for making me believe in me.
Thanks for trusting me when the world doubted me, Thanks for having confidence in a girl that she can be better than boys, and thanks for raising me that way.
Thanks for giving me lessons to not judge people, and help people out when and where we can, thanks for making me understand the concept of giving happiness, and not just expecting it. In this world of pocket moneys, thanks for making me financially independent.
Thanks for being such a good person, thanks for letting me learn by seeing you actually do, and not just by saying. Thanks for loving me enough to set me free.
Thanks for setting the standard so high. Thanks for being an example of kindness, lessons, and an epitome of love.
4 years from an urdu calendar they say, and i still can’t believe it. 4 years!!!! Without you!!
People often complain i live in my own “world” these days. How can i show them that my imaginary world is so much better, with you. Around you.
Just dreaming of you, after a stressful day, relieves me, makes me smile, how can i tell people that you exist, and i am more happy there, with you, than here, with them?
You’ll forever be my King! My everything.

Forever, and ever,
Your “Princess”, as you called me.

-Aahilic Aish

Let go!

To let go is sometimes the best thing to do.

It is okay to not deal with all the crap that people put you through;

It’s okay to ignore the egoistic minds, and selfish hearts!

It’s okay to give your heart, some time to heal.

It’s okay to forgive people, who never seek forgiveness.

It’s okay tk crush your ego, kill your hatred, and let the bud of love blossom!

It’s okay to let go, not for them, but for you!! That way, you open your heart for things that really matter to you, and you open your mind for thoughts that really deserve a place.

-Aahilic Aish

-Aahilic Aish

Destined sufferings….

Behind that smile were thousands of unsaid words, he wished he could, he was like prism which reflects infinite rays of sadness through itself, yet had the guts to smile through nuisance of life.

He was nothing better than dead, apart from the nuance of breath, he was no good.

He tried hiding his pain all the time, sometimes by smiling, some times laughing, cracking jokes, but when ever he was alone, he was busy separating each fragment of his entangled life, thinking of some way out of his troubled emotional and mental distress.

He was going mad, bit by bit, everything once in his hand, was now snapping out of his control, and about that he couldn’t do anything, even if he wanted, he was tied down by his promises and his words to someone.

He couldn’t think of a way out. He spent his days locked in his house to break the jinx, but in vain. Life phrased him in quite a bad situation.

The more he engrossed himself in it, the more complicated it got. The more he thought, the more it got entangled, but he had to stand by his decision, after all it was he, who made that decision, he chose it for himself even after knowing the consequences.

A mistake which took less than a single millisecond, came with a suffering of years and beyond, with a pain intense enough to wrench out his gut in a snap.

Time stood still, a single minute passed like a millennium, but the pain in his heart for what he lost kept increasing, and knowing that he was responsible made it even worse, he felt like hitting his own self with a spade, by and by, till the last drop of his body spell out and he died, but yet again his promises kept him from doing that.

He had to live with the pain and burden all his life; it was like getting killed again and again where you ought to get up, only to die again.

He wanted to end his excruciating anguish, but he knew, he never could.

What he did was for someone’s betterment, he sacrificed himself, now he had to stand by it. Whatever the matter.

True to his words, he never ended his life, he lived…… lived like a soul less body, like a breathless lung.
Quite a heartless life, he endeared all his sufferings and pains and managed to still smile, always a fake one.

He had to live forever, with the pain….. The Pain Of Unfavoured Forced Separation….

-Aahilic Aish….