I  believe that the greatest gift one can ever have is the gift of imagination.
Add your deepest feelings to the imagination, and you have a beautiful creation in the form of poetry or a
story.

"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought, and the thought has found words."

Shayari ke zariye shayer apne dili jazbaat aur ehsasaat lafzon me dhaal ker purzoq logon tak pohchate hain.
Isi tarah, ek afsana nigar alfaz ki jadugari ke zariye apne khayalaat ko kahani ki shakal de ker qari ko
kirdaron ke sukh dukh me shaamil honay per majboor ker deta hai.

            
A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely
formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then
people crowd about the poet and say to him:  "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say,
"May new sufferings torment your soul."
 
~Soren Kierkegaard~
The story teller delicately weaves together the words, thoughts and  feelings to
create a masterpiece.
On our Sher o Sukhan page, you will get to experience the brilliant works
of the well known and some unknown poets and writers.

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Aate jaate milte julte rahiye ga...
"Aamadoraft jaari rakhiye ga"
Parveen Shakir,born in Karachi in 1952, was a  Pakistani Urdu poetess, teacher, and
a civil servant of the Government of Pakistan.

Shakir was highly educated. She received two undergraduate degrees, one in English
literature and the other in linguistics, and obtained MA degrees in the same subjects
from the University of Karachi. She also held a PhD, and another MA degree in Bank
Administration.In 1991, she did an MA in Public Administration from Harvard
University, USA.

She started writing at an early age, initially under the pen name of Beena, and
published her first volume of poetry, Khushbu in 1976.
Parveen Shakir - My Favourite Poet
The most prominent themes in Parveen Shakir's poetry are love, feminism, and social stigmas, though she
occasionally wrote on other topics as well. Her work was often based on romanticism, exploring the
concepts of love, beauty and their contradictions, and heavily integrated the use of metaphors, similes
and personifications.

Shakir's ghazalyaat are considered "a combination of classical tradition with modern sensitivity, and mainly
deal with the feminine perspective on love and romance, and associated themes such as beauty, intimacy,
separation, break-ups, distances, distrust and infidelity and disloyalty.

On Dec 26th, 1994, Shakir's car collided with a truck while she was on her way to work in Islamabad. The
accident resulted in her death, a great loss to the Urdu poetry world!

Her first book, Khushbu, was awarded the Adamjee Award. Later, she was awarded the Pride of
Performance, one of Pakistan's highest honours.
Selected Parveen Shakir's poetry for your reading pleasure.
abr-e-bahaar ne
phuul kaa cheharaa
apane banafshii haath me lekar
aise chuumaa
phuul ke saare dukh
Khushbuu ban kar beh nikale hain
manzar hai vahii thithak rahii huun
hairat se palak jhapak rahii huun

ye tuu hai ke mera vaham hai
band aankho se tujh ko tak rahii huun

jaise ke kabhi na thaa taarruf
yuu milte hue jhijhak rahii huun

pehchaan mai terii roshnii huun
aur terii palak palak rahii huun

kyaa chain milaa hai, sar jo us ke
shaano pe rakhe sisak rahii huun

ik umr hui hai khuud se lardte
ander se tamaam thak rahii huun
kuu-ba-kuu phail gayi baat shanaasaayi  ki
us ne Khushbuu ki tarah merii pazeeraayi ki

kaise keh duun ke mujhe chhord diyaa hai us ne
baat to sach hai magar baat hai rusvaayi  ki

vo kaheen bhi gayaa lautaa to mere paas aayaa
bas yahi baat hai achchhii mere harjaayi ki

teraa pehluu tere dil ki tarah aabaad rahe
tujh pe guzrey na qayaamat shab-e-tanhaayi ki

us ne jaltii hui  peshaanii pe jo haath rakhaa
ruuh tak aa gayi  taaseer maseehaayi  ki
hamaare daramiyaa.n aisaa koi rishtaa nahi thaa
tere shaano pe koi chhat nahi thi
mere zimme koi aangan nahi thaa
koi vaadaa teri zanjiir-e-paa banne nahi paayaa
kisi iqraar ne meri kalaayi ko nahi thaamaa
havaa-e-dasht ki maanind
tuu aazaad thaa
raaste teri marzi ke taabey  the
mujhe bhi apni tanhaayi pe
dekhaa jaaye to
puuraa tasarruf thaa
magar jab aaj tuu ne
raastaa badlaa
to kuchh aisaa lagaa mujh ko
ke jaise tuu ne mujh se bevafaayi ki.
Departmental Store par

Pearl ka Natural Pink
Revlon ka Hand-Lotion
Elizabeth Arden ka blush-on bhi
Medora mein phir Nail Polish ka koi naya shade aaya ?
Meray is banafshi dopattay se milti huii
Rimmel mein lipstick milay gi?

Haan wo Tulip ka Shampoo bhi deejiye ga
Yaad aaya...
kuch roz pehlay jo tweezers liya tha...
wo bilkul hi bekaar nikla
Doosra deejiye ga
Zara bill banaa deejiye..

Aray... wo jo konay mein Scent rakha hay
Dikhaaein zara isay test kar ke dekhoon
(khudaaya khudaaya! Ye khushboo to us ki pasandeeda khushboo rahi hay)
Sadaa us ke malboos se phoot'ti thi

Zara is ki qeemat bataa dein
Is qadarrr....?!
Acha yun keejiye
Baaqi cheezein phir kabhi le jaoon gi
Aaj to
sirf ye scent pack kar dein.

Poetess: Parveen Shakir
I saved the best for the last.
It's every girl's dream visit to a departmental store.
My personal favourite!
I hope you enjoyed my collection and selection.
    
Shabnam.