Afrina T Mehraj Shaik

Illusions are the guests of wishes. Never treat them as the host, They are a conspicuous series of confusions. Uncertain and unclear. They give a temporary network made of joy. The unspoken deeds sound louder than the words. There are truths made of plastic. Provisional and implied. They are the virus of enticement Troublesome and deflections. Better become the guest of suspicion for awhile To make things certain and clear. It makes you the host of your aim. Certain and plain. Showing you the veracity of your actions To reach your goal.

 

 Generally, the term time utility is used under the concept of marketing. It defines the delivery of a product or a service to a consumer or a customer at the right time irrespective of any other variation or parameters. In our daily living, time utility can be defined as completing a task or work within a reasonable period of time in such a way that it gives some valuable return. Time is additive. The more you breathe the more time you add to your pages. You are destined with your own thought process to make use of time. The fruit of living exists in how wisely you make use of your time. What does it mean by being wise? I can narrate a story to make you clear about it. There is a retail shop owner who sells groceries and runs a happy family. There is a doctor who works 10 hours and spent the rest of his time on research to invent medicine for cure. Who is wiser? The doctor! Or the retail shop owner! The retail shop owner is happy with his sufficient profits to run his family and l

  Not a day of mine stood as mine. I fall into the pits of darkness May be alone with my love Away from the world No more in the warmth of unknown buddies May be safer and the treasurer I find ways to build my own world The darkness, creating a whole new world of mine. The darkness shedding off, Out of every achievement I made. And turns on the light for Every step I moved ahead. The pebbles of hillbillies Pinch in my foot. I see the wanders walk like me, Reflecting on the deeds, I do. Maybe applauding in silence, To let us keep growing bigger. Not a day of mine stood as mine. It’s we that are trying to make a day together. The world we are living in And the world we are making for us to live Are trying to sync to see us happy together Is not making a day of mine anymore.

 Our deeds and words Are materialistic to connect with each other. What we do and speak Mark a great impression in our day-to-day life.   Inculcating deeds related to your choices, The way you chose to live your life; Adding things to your surroundings That matters to you and your growth. That adds value to your life and Deducts distractions that disturb your choice Can bring a great difference and progress Out of the choice you made.   The deeds you choose And the conveyances you made To get things done Must be regiment and vigilant.   The path you choose Must be unswerving. You might face hurdles, get Impeded, tired  And even get injured.   The right path May not be straight but Take you to the desired destination for sure.   The company you get to reach Are choosy and accurate. Sometimes temporary and memorable. They are elective and unexpected. Fueling you to move ahead.   You might not receive aid From each an

 

 I feel the entire universe weighing on my plait Neither I could free it up to carry the unknown dust and ashes Nor could I feel better with a band, leaving it like a broom.                           I feel like I carry a rope of pride along my neck                          That adds an outlook to my charisma. I know, it’s not easy to manage the universe As easy as I carry on my head. I would wash it and let it shine With the foams of purity And set it right in fields with my comb. I would rather cut it short, Make it easily fold in the pockets of health. I make my hair firmer and survivor To form galaxies that make lives.