tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15631220934350825682024-02-21T23:17:24.318+05:00The Other Side of the LakeIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.comBlogger94125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-67458342802956182812012-05-27T16:24:00.002+05:002012-05-27T16:24:22.027+05:00Siferکبھی کبھی اپنا آپ سفر لگتا ہے . زیرو، جسکی کوئی جگہ نہیں. بلکل بےکار. لیکن سفر کی ضرورت تو ہر عدد کو ہوتی ہے. کچھ بننے کے لئے سفر جس عدد کے ساتھ لگے اسکی قدرو قیمت کئی گنا بڑھا دیتا ہے. تو اگر تم اپنے آپ کو سفر سمجھتے ہو، تب بھی قیمتی ہو. تب بھی تم بےکار نہیں. تب بھی تم ہر گنتی سے پہلے آؤ گے. ہر گنتی کا آغاز تمہی سے ہو گا. اور ہر ٩ عدد کے بعد ١ دفع تمہاری ضرورت پڑھے گی. اگلے مور پر جانے کے لئے Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-23002018012384145852012-05-10T17:37:00.000+05:002012-05-10T17:39:06.056+05:00A friend who cares
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-69832435734347290752011-05-19T15:57:00.001+05:002011-05-19T16:00:35.335+05:00On Enemies and Mistakes...Making Mistakes
The German philosopher F. Nietzsche once said that it is no use living arguing about everything; it is part of human nature to make a mistake now and again.
Yet we all know people who absolutely insist that they are right even down to the smallest details. We ourselves are often included in this category: we don’t allow ourselves to make mistakes. All that we achieve with such anIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-11943761675219656882011-04-22T17:10:00.000+05:002011-04-22T17:10:12.151+05:00PrayerLet me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain,
but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield,
but to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,
but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant that I may not be a coward,
feeling Your mercy in my success aloneIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-84868245017133635022011-04-19T10:07:00.002+05:002011-04-19T10:19:07.469+05:00Searching for Meaning
When you are encountered by a suffering, it is not the physical pain that comes with the unexpected loss that, but the mental agony caused by the injustice and the unreasonableness of it all. It is then, that one needs to understand the reality of life, which is that life is not primarily a quest for pleasure, as Freud believed, or a quest for power, as Alfred Adler taught, but a Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-82382224379320765172010-10-23T07:10:00.002+05:002010-10-23T07:10:51.499+05:00That's her!Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-29630091472194906502010-10-17T09:41:00.000+05:002010-10-17T09:41:23.532+05:00Each Man KillsAnd each man kills the thing he loves,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword.
[Quoting Oscar Wilde in The Valkyries...]Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-69206360137279019292010-10-03T00:31:00.001+05:002010-10-03T00:35:08.873+05:00It is not the critic who countsIt is not the critic who counts;
Not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
Whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood;
Who strives valiantly;
Who errs and comes short again and again;
Who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions;
Who spends himself in a Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-89685366926485102462010-10-02T00:20:00.003+05:002010-10-03T00:35:51.621+05:00Be that kind of woman!Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning, the devil says, 'Oh Crap, She's up!' Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, love the one's who don't just because you can. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. God never said life would be easy. Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-88266570997692140542010-09-19T15:04:00.009+05:002010-09-19T15:12:17.508+05:00Life never gives, it only lends
Life never gives, it only lends.
No matter how much you want your life to change, it does not change unless it has to. We might think that we are trying too much, or not trying hard enough; but the truth is - it seems that its all been written in the books... for better, for worse, sickness, health... everything. It does not matter if you want roses, or you prefer diamonds, life only gives whatIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-48666551882178380582010-09-14T12:06:00.003+05:002010-10-03T00:36:50.328+05:00Magic MomentsOne doesn’t love in order to do what is good or to help or to protect someone. If we act that way, we are perceiving the other as a simple object, and we seeing ourselves as wise and generous persons. This has nothing to do with love. To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God.
You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-3362559537410035362010-09-06T22:05:00.005+05:002010-09-06T22:15:48.042+05:00Along the road I walked a mile...Along the Road
I walked a mile with Pleasure
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me.
~ Robert Browning Hamilton
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If you your lips would keep from slips,
Five things observeIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-82467245620504217182010-08-27T22:27:00.000+05:002010-08-27T22:27:48.274+05:00What they dont teach you at school..
I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-56798010239643341892010-08-14T09:13:00.003+05:002010-08-24T03:28:16.465+05:00Expectations of OthersA friend visited me once in Los Angeles. He wanted me to drive him out to see the Pacific Ocean, since he had never seen an ocean before.
We got in my car and drove to a bluff overlooking the Pacific on a beautiful sunny day. My friend got out of the car, walked to the edge of the cliff, and stood in silence for a while - hands on his hips, just looking out at the vast expanse of gently Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-20419376505505199392010-08-09T16:08:00.005+05:002010-08-13T07:25:36.966+05:00Declaration of Principles
All human beings are Different. And should do everything possible to continue to be so.
Each human being has been granted two courses of action: that of Deed and that of Contemplation. Both lead to the same place.
Each human being has been granted two qualities: Power and Gift. Power drives a person to meet his/her destiny, his gift obliges that person to share with others which is good in himIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-49475219501438649172010-06-25T17:28:00.006+05:002010-07-18T22:43:18.888+05:00Letting go
Letting go is an art of living. More often than not, you may desperately want to relive a happy moment, go back to the blossoms last spring and enjoy that walk again, say goodbye just one last time... but the only thing you can do is to learn from your mistakes and move forward. Find a new place to enjoy, look for closure in new goodbyes, enjoy company of the friends you have Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-59618057811547843462010-05-09T22:05:00.003+05:002010-05-10T09:54:52.014+05:00UnrealThe unreal is always more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. The only ideas, concepts, beliefs and fantasies that last are the ones that are in your head. Stones crumble. Wood rots. People, well, they die, but a beautiful unreal thought, a dream, a legend is what keeps you going on and on.Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-18262256529874601212010-04-07T10:31:00.002+05:002010-04-07T10:31:56.625+05:00DilemmaThere are two dilemmas that rattle the human skull: How do you hang on to someone who won't stay? And how do you get rid of someone who won't go?
~ Danny DeVito, The War of the Roses Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-64394670780924890932010-03-08T10:30:00.002+05:002010-08-09T22:20:22.578+05:00Loss
If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
~ Source unknownIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-12900393627279088312010-02-27T21:47:00.004+05:002010-02-27T22:50:57.268+05:00For those who are in LoveHave you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-67434621690429245462010-02-27T21:43:00.001+05:002010-02-27T21:44:42.039+05:00Right and WrongThere is no easy formula for determining right and wrong livelihood, but it is essential to keep the question alive. To return the sense of dignity and honor to manhood, we have to stop pretending that we can make a living at something that is trivial or destructive and still have sense of legitimate self-worth. A society in which vocation and job are separated for most people gradually creates Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-65082553132465107272010-02-26T15:36:00.004+05:002010-02-26T15:46:50.765+05:00A Letter to a TeacherAn extract from a letter that Abraham Lincoln wrote to the Headmaster of the school in which his son was studying. Read on, its pretty inspiring...He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just and are not true. But teach him if you can, the wonder of books.. but also give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun and flowers on a green Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-78619780561285294752010-02-19T22:11:00.001+05:002010-02-19T22:12:55.107+05:00All you needAt this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one. ~ One Tree HillIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-26267726331768051552010-01-28T10:59:00.006+05:002010-02-05T13:45:01.282+05:00When Believing Goes WrongEvery thing is a fact if you believe in it. When people say that there's no god, they believe that too; just like we believe that there is one. When you close your eyes to the truth, even if it is universal, it becomes oblivious to your mind.Not believing in the fact that there is a reason why things don't go the way you planned is as big a sin as believing that you don't need to try for good Isbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563122093435082568.post-1865353855316464352010-01-19T17:51:00.002+05:002010-01-19T17:54:16.847+05:00The Allure of LoveSomeone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives.But this dove here senses the love-hawk floating above and waits; and will not be driven or scared to safety.~ RumiIsbah Omerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16690917058797313841noreply@blogger.com0