Its funny how sometimes we personify inanimate objects. Giving them human expressions and making them more life like. I happened to make the ‘scary’ faced fruit and from there it just spiraled on. Inspired by youtube’s famous ‘Kid President’, here’s a little video for the downcast – to, hopefully, bring a smile to your face.
For those of you who do not speak Urdu, “akela” is a pun. We call banana in Urdu “kela” whereas “akela” means “alone”.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-gQLqv9f4o – ‘A Pep Talk from Kid President’
Like glittering pixels,
the floor shines,
rippling as the wind blows,
a mirrored light.
As the gentle breeze caresses your flushed cheeks,
a warmth emanates from the core of your bosom,
when you think of the of the pink blossoms,
or the fluffy skies.
Good morning dear, sweet sparrow,
welcome baby leaves,
and a Hello to you,
the First of March.
At world’s end (Azal Zahir)
At world’s end,
How far back can we really bend?
Clinging to reality, a foot to escape,
Hanging above a world of dreams,
Below, we can put together our thoughts that fleet,
Create a world void of sin,
A world of fantasy, a haven we may call our lair,
With streams, hills, bowers and flowers,
Budding in their beds.
Yet to climb back up is where many path and errands meet,
Where the light brightens and dims,
Our hearts find love and despair,
More love and then repair,
Where many known and wise footsteps,
Have still tread.
So in wonder,
Steady gone under.
Is it the light ways that are so frightening?
Or that the rock could be struck by lightning?
How long can we remain afloat?
To let go or not?
How much longer can we remain so taut?