FarQuest Fariha's Quest: Finding an answer to the question "Why can’t Utopia be a reality?" Wish to add some colors of Utopia to this world because I dare to dream and strive to turn my dreams into reality!

I have been getting fits of nostalgia for the past few days ever since I have watched the Olpers ad for Ramazan. We used to read this naat during our school days and I had al most forgotten it but watching the Olpers ad brought back all the lovely school life memories This naat was originally presented by Mehdi Zaheer in 70’s I guess when the OIC’s Islamic Summit was held in Pakistan. Lovely piece that gives a strong feeling of unity and solidarity calling the entire Muslim nation “Mustafavi” i.e. followers of Mustafa (Muhammad Peace be upon him).

Original Version by Mehdi Zaheer is this:

PS: I’m confused as to whether call it Naat or Milli Naghma or something else :S

So, I’m in a poetic mood today Many of u might be surprised to know that because I usually don’t show my interest in shair-o-shairi but at times I can go on reading it for hours and hours…depends entirely on mood Have even written a few pieces myself which no-one ..yup..no-one has got a chance to read (except a friend and a teacher who were requested to read just one of them with the purpose of suggesting improvement.."Islaah" is the right word ) The rest have never been shared with anyone but my diary and sigh sigh sighhhhhhhh….I lost one of them even before I cud save it in my diary . I wrote it I guess in the middle of the night (for those who r into writing and poetry might agree with me that sometimes the most beautiful of thoughts come right in the middle of the night while u r lying in ur comfy bed) so, it was on some random piece of paper that I got my hands on and used it to jot down the  lines echoing in my mind. However, I found that piece of paper lying in my car, in the afternoon the next day while I was driving back from university with dear bhai. In utter state of confusion I picked it up and tried slipping it inside one of my registers before bhai gets to see it. That was the last time I saw it and after that haven’t yet been able to see that lovely piece again Don’t know where it disappeared…did I drop it in the car again leaving it for the car cleaner to read and enjoy? If that is so then shall I hope to find it written on some  public bus someday? I’m missing it because i can’t even recall it completely now else would have written it down again!

Khair while I sigh..u enjoy "Woh jo hum main tum main qaraar tha…tumhain yaad ho k na yaad ho"..Beautiful!!     

PS:  This isn’t for any significant other and my poems don’t really have nething that need not be disclosed but u know sometimes there are things that u just want to keep up to yourself