Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

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  • Tell us about yourself?

I think it’s the most difficult question as still, I need to know a lot about myself. I belong to a middle-class family brought up by decent parents and I am grateful to them. I completed my primary from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. At a young age left for Pakistan and completed my Medical training as a doctor.  My first write-up was rather an opinion for how to keep city clean which came out in Dawn’s Young World. After that was busy in studies. I started writing again though with fits and starts from 2013

  • Why did you choose to write poetry?

I think it’s like poetry chose me, this genre of writing was new for me too and u will be surprised to know that I have lots of books which adorn my shelf and borrowed from friends too but none is the book of poetry. Though if I was reading poetry as part of my grade course I would be mesmerized with words.

  • When did you start working on your book?

I was writing mainly for relaxation just to vent out my feelings but credit for it goes to some of my colleagues who after reading my poems so much liked it that they encouraged me to go for a compilation of my writings and that’s how it came in my mind. I submitted poems in two competitions for one I was selected among commendable writers. I then compiled and sent a rough draft around April 2016 and there was no looking back.

  • Who are you currently reading?

I am currently reading the book version of  “Miss Peregrine’s Home for The Peculiar Children” penned by Ransom Riggs. It’s a light fantasy read.

  • How do you manage to write with your profession keeping you busy?

I think it’s a lot about prioritising. As my profession takes up a lot of my time. I feel for some poetry is practiced and learned but for me, its borne out of situations I see, feel or experience so I cannot particularly slot time that this time is for writing poetry. It depends on my mood.

  • Tell us about your upcoming book?

My upcoming book is “Reneging Quiescence”, the concoction of different experiences and common message in one way or other and that is a refusal to be silenced by wrong things. Sometimes we are aggressive in certain situations to criticise but where we can really help we just turn a blind eye.

  • What are your plans for this book?

I hope this book is able to reach out to maximum readers out there and also help those who are not voracious readers but can read it to get an inspiration. It will be released on Amazon and Kindle first, and then as a paperback.

  • Why do you think the culture of book reading declining in Pakistan?

There are obvious reasons like education being too much expensive so increase in illiteracy, from childhood not encouraged to read books, different aspects of social media like the net ,- television to keep families occupied so no one interested. Book fairs are being arranged in Karachi where a lot of old books exchanged but usually fewer crowds are willing to stand beneath the sun to buy books.

  • Do you prefer E-book or Paperback?

For me, the magic of Paper book cannot be compared with an Ebook ever. At Least for now and maybe in the future. Sitting on the computer for a long time is also damaging for eyes, your posture also.

  • As a writer and a poet, what is your message to the world?

My message to the world is happy it’s your right as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. Don’t stop dreaming. Be good where every where there seems to be so much rush its like time has bought us.

N remember as I said before AS WE LABEL THE SKY SO WE SET ITS LIMITS.

I want to thank Irum CEO of the publishing house and an  author in her right for asking me for her blog interview.

You can buy her book by placing an order here: beyondsanitybooks@gmail.com

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Lets play fair
Love me, love me not
Take a blood red rose
So pretty soft and tenuous
With full of irritants
Do you feel anything different?
How every thorn cutting your fingers from within out 
Have you ever seen this?
When pretty things change into worse 
From fruits to flames 
Rewards to horrors
Angels to demons
Smiles to sadness
Have you ever experienced?
When everything gets rough like an addiction 
Or someone did black magic 
Now pluck every petal with brutality 
And read it loud with clarity 
One by one, together
Love me, love me not
And feel the aching of cruelty 
That’s how people get plucked from each other
Turned dark
Tainted
And
Cold blooded person
While swallowing the reality.

Maham Fatima for Beyond Sanity Publishing

 

It is exciting to see people with talent and the will to write joining hands to create beautiful art and literature.

That being said, I announced last year that Beyond Sanity Publishing is accepting submissions for a paperback anthology of the best work submitted. Last date to submit was May 31st. So right now I am going through hundreds of different poems and stories to see what comes where. I will announce the final list on In July!

So that leaves us with little over a week. way too much to do, so little time. Beyond Sanity Publishing is currently working on the following projects:

  • The Youth Of Pakistan by Hafiza Noor.ul.Ain
  • Psychaotic by Irum Zahra (2nd Edition)
  • The Tales of Crucified Blunt by Areesh Fatmee
  • Five Wishes and the prophecy of the prince by Faran Kiani
  • Out of the labyrinth by Zoha Hidayat and Saja Ali
  • Reneging Quiescence by Dr. Samiha Zubair
  • Eliminating Riba- A Way Forward by Summan Waseem

Many other projects are in pipeline as well, including my personal favorite, Humans of ICG. I studied in Islamabad College for girls for 12 years and it was a long long time. I learnt so much and I went through so many emotional changes during that time. ICG was and is a place where we made friends, had endless gossip sessions, motivational pep talks sessions, Oh and the students week was the best of all. Funfairs, concerts, book fairs. What was not there?

Sadly, not me anymore. Everyone graduated and then their sisters are there and their cousins and the cycle goes on. The story goes on. So I decided to make a Facebook platform where everyone who has attended ICG can submit a story of their time in ICG and other students can read and share and relate to the same things. This project is lead by Maham Fatima, an excellent student of ICG and a very important member of Team Beyond Sanity.

We have also started a giveawayEnter Here! winner will get a free BOOK from us and an Eid gift! How cool is that. 

Then, we are currently taking submissions for book reviews ans marketing. If you’re already a published writer, let us help you in promoting your work to our audience.

Highlight of this week is Noor.ul.ain’s National Television Interview, that you can watch Here.  We are so proud of her. To order her book, please drop an email at beyondsanitybooks@gmail.com

SUMMERS! Send us your summer book collection. we want to know what you’e reading.

Have fun!

 

 

World consist of billions of humans Creatures are the beautiful elements of this genetic universe. Regardless the cast, color all human s are equal and deserves the best around them. We live in a world where people are rich, poor or living average life, though they can feel, live the nature either they are billionaire or poor so they have every right to express what they feel that why we are considered as fragile creatures. We can feel the pain we also get hurt. Every living tangible thing is different by nature deep inside the behavior to! But their acts can affect them no matter what. Male are always considered as strong entity. Whereas women are considered as weak as they are physically weak, but that is the one of the fact one cannot argue. Are they supposed to fight? To show their strength?

Yes they are strong ! Strong enough to represent their ability yet again, the perception is they are fragile feature. Because they Are supposed to feel the pain or get hurt more than the man. Human beings are most explosives with their ideas on the other hand most kind, a savior for others too! No offense we are too much in technology driven world because of this we are so. much dependent on the technology which is point for us to ponder for. Persons achievement in this world is the ability of their own who reorder the world. Yet they are big flows in them to overcome that each attribution should fight hard and show the world that we can bounce back and emotions can be kept a part to capture the word for them. 

” God made the world, humans made it worth living for”

Awais Tariq from BYTE for Beyond Sanity Publishing

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re afraid of the attention.

Because they will notice everything – the way you wrinkle your forehead when completely clueless about something. How you absentmindedly scratch your knee when furiously scribbling notes. The soft sigh that escapes your lips when you lean back on your pillow, tired after a day’s work. They will notice the slightest of purrs that emanates from you as you pull a blanket over your body, and the softest of smiles in which your left dimple flashes merrily.

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re apprehensive of taking care.

They will be emotional – dramatic too, sometimes to the extent of driving you crazy. But don’t lose your cool when, and not if, they do that when you two fight. Look into their eyes and see past the heightened emotions within their soul. Don’t take offense when they make compare situations to some scene from some book they read in some bookstore. Instead, take their hand and convince them that you are not one of the bad guys they’ve read about. Emphasize on how you’re not Prince Charming, or a knight in shining Armour either – although they know for a fact that those don’t exist. Just tell them how you’re…you. And honestly, if you mean even a little bit to them, that is going to be much more than enough.

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re not going to let them know why.

Because they will be curious. Curious about why your eyes glitter magically when you see someone perform on stage. Inquisitive about why you steel you jaw every time the topic of childhood comes up in the most random of conversations, and why you quickly steer the topic away from yours. They will want to know why you hide the slightest of tremors in your fingers as you light a match. Be prepared to give an answer to their curious eyes when they see you pause for the smallest second at your ex-best friend’s contact – someone you haven’t talked to in months because of some small stupid fight you two had, but neither of you is willing to bow down – in your phone and scroll rapidly ahead.

Don’t let a writer fall in love with you if you’re afraid of the idea of Forever.

Because they will immortalize you with their words. If a sculptor loves you, they will chisel your face into stone. If a chef loves you, they will bake soufflés and tarts for you that are lighter than air, sinking under the weight of their own promise, melting into sweetness the moment you put them in your mouth. If a painter loves you, they will create magic with brush strokes and water and paint onto their canvas, your face hidden in the shadows of the sun hitting the mountains at sunset. But when a writer loves you, they create another You. You will be the muse behind so many of their poems, their pieces, their writings. Words are their weapons that they sharpen against the stone their experience, the sparks that fly off igniting inspiration in their mind. They will describe you and your actions in ways even you were unaware of. They will startle you with their observation, maybe even scare you by how open you were to them. They will take you by surprise, and will never stop for as long as you know them.

But while not letting a writer fall in love with you, be careful not to fall in love with them yourself.

Disclaimer: This piece was Submitted by Ananya Bhardwaj to The Artelier

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Björk, “Mutual Core” video still, 2012. Credit: Directed by Andrew Thomas Huang, Image courtesy of Wellhart Ltd & One Little Indian

When I was light and insufficient,
My ears were fond of hearing.
That women are fine and elegant,
While men are arrogant *domineering*
Attains the nature that persecute,
Turns world into his enemies through combating
His style..converse and expatiate,
Depicts constrain and tormenting.
He walks arrogantly *belligerent*
Cares for none,such egotistic.
He is caged between his own thoughts,
Ignores others,Oh!the creature overweening.
“But ,oh!You women,much delicate,
“not every men is bossy and subjugating”
As I grew up and became adolescent,
i stumbled upon a Man, relying
He changed my view on men entirely,
revealed the qualities not obviously manifesting
my time spent with him benignly
Such voice which was soul-soothing
I came across his tender and warmth,
My God!emotions full of nurturing.
The way he looked upon women,
The stare of his eyes is embellishing
“Men has those feelings that tear him down”
Yet he is strong not unconvincing.
The reason he hides so often his screech,
The world demands him to be fiercing
Is he tha man i was told to restrict?
Nay!he must be the angel sparkling.
“Not every man that gaze on woman,
Is meant to be unbefitting
Stop labeling traits of men as brutal,
Not every man is callous and unfeeling.
Asma Rashid for Beyond Sanity Publishing

They tell us,
To follow our dreams,
But whose dreams really?
Do we follow?
This society,
With its pleasure centered mind,
Making us believe,
That we will have,
The ideal life,
The perfect one,
Telling us the ingredients,
Of a happy life,
So I ask you,
Now all grown up,
Are you happy?
Are you really fucking happy?
Maybe we should have focused,
Less on the definition of happiness,
Handed to us,
And focused more,
On being content,
With what we have,
In defining,
Our own values,
Using our own damn mind,
Just once,
So we don’t become,
Zombies,
Mindless imbeciles,
Following trends,
Seeking pleasures,
Things out of our reach,
But it’s never too late,
To get up from your ass,
Use that rusty head,
And change your life,
Enlightenment is a blessing,
For us cursed souls,
Look deep within,
And find what inspires,
Your pathetic self,
Let it consume you,
Take control over you,
And for once,
Make an effort,
To change,
And I promise,
If you have,
Just a fragment,
Of your soul left,
You will find happiness,
Not in the brothels,
Not in the beer,
Certainly not in this,
Fricking materialistic life,
But in the service,
Of one another,
In the smile of a child,
In the rain,
In the kisses of your love,
In this imperfect world,
Embrace the little things,
These Small moments,
Will make up,
For the void,
There is no perfect time,
No perfect place,
That will bring you joy,
The time is now,
The place is here,
Find it,
Cherish it,
Love it,
Be content with it,
Or keep complaining,
The choice is yours.

Sheharyar Azeem For Beyond Sanity Publishing

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