Run

Run, kid, run till your lungs ache and your shins split open. Run till you leave the dead earth hanging on the shattered horizon. Run, leave the immaculate fields behind, plains where the grass is too green, run and strip the unnecessary. Run, love, run till your eyes have drowned in an ocean of stinging tears, run till the trees drift away into an illusional distance. Run till the rain has drenched your bones and the snow nestles in your hair. Run till you are carved raw, run till you find the abode of your demons and the abbey of your angels, run , for the sake of your damned life, run. Run till colours drink themselves up in the sky and the night folds into herself.

– Saadia

Mist

And the mist scatters

what is and what was,

dulling the drugged senses,

hazy , like people,

in their wrong minds.

~Saadia

A milestone.

Thank you for having my back through all 200 posts and 2 years and whether you were here from day 1 or joined this community yesterday, I owe you all  ❤

My Mountains

For Kashmir, my land, the broken place holding broken hearts,the place that lost a million sons, the disputed place with a striking, ironical beauty. Here is to the Paradise on earth, the place I gladly call home. 

Beauty

Have you ever noticed the rain drops fall?

the birds giving the morning call,

Have you ever noticed the ripples rain forms?

the sunshine that gets your cheeks to warm,

Have you ever noticed the music of the drizzle?

the heat that makes the late noon sizzle,

Have you ever noticed a plant grow big?

The corn rows wearing a thick brown wig,

Have you ever noticed the sky turn scarlet?

There is immense beauty in nature,

if only that was your eye’s target.

~Saadia

thehabitatofhealth

January 28, 2016

How can I?

How can I create ,

my own sunshine,

while the storm

rages on……

How can I recreate,

my life,

while the guilt,

tries to push me down,

How can I know ,

where to begin afresh,

while the tears,

build up and make me drown,

How can I start,

turn over a new leaf,

while every leaf,

turns brown.

~ Saadia

Autumn.

So autumn was here a week ago. Did we notice it coming? Well, I didnt.  Surprising how we don’t see seasons changing and nature switching over to new hues. The mornings and nights are getting much cooler or rather cold. Days are getting shorter and people are getting lazy . Leaves of all colours are falling giving life a new tint . Thats why William cullen bryant said that autumn is the years last lovliest smile.Well yeah those are the leaves I noticed in my garden . (Now in a pile). Well there are still a lot of leaves to be shed and as autumn will slip away , winter will find its way. I guess winter is not a season to be welcomed in kashmir. This year passed in no time. I feel like it was yesterday when we bid goodbye to 2013. ….. well, life goes on 😉 .

autumn is actually the mosaic of all seasons. I love this season for the feeling of it . To me autumn is the season of freshness ( rather than spring) which it actually isn’t . But yeah I like it. This year it feels kind of different. Autumn I am trying to make you stay so don’t slip away at your earliest . Autumn is just beauty to those who want to see it.