Altaseqia's Blog

Too much chatting, working, managing the class schedules, discussing notes and assignments with friends and teachers..and this is how each day ends. While coming back from university, I often feel as if my mind has lost, all its sense of serenity and peace. I am too much lost and enclosed in my nutshell that i hardly find time for that inner child inside me who constantly demands time from his busy mom.I keep advocating that even after getting everything in life, one must be thankful to Allah SWT for His blessings. At times, my prayers, my modest code of conduct and my constant advocacy of satisfaction and contentment doesn’t prove to be enough for my thirsty soul. I couldn’t find the answers of those questions that i pose to myself on the everyday basis.When everything is right,everything is going in perfect correlation with my needs and wants, then whats the reason of this unrest inside??

I took this picture on my graduation day..the day i’ll cherish my entire life.I remember how sad we were..everyone sobbed in tears,trying to avoid each other.Don’t know where all my classmates have gone..but,one thing that can never break my bond with them is “prayer” – the only tool, far more powerful than any other social network that keeps people connected.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!

Terrorism is not all about killing people!In suicide attacks, some die and there are some who survive. To get out of that trauma is very difficult for those who experience all that situation.This tuesday, the suicide attack in International Islamic university of Islamabad, Pakistan was a serious act of terrorism.Many innocent students lost their lives, and many are still struggling for their lives…but one cannot imagine the state of those who survived and are unable to come out of that trauma.May god give them strength to start a new life!