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Let's opine!

Started this discussion. Last reply by saba 14 minutes ago. 3 Replies

Memories are not like burned letters, memories remain!Let's opine!Continue

PRAISING VS LOVING

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh 5 hours ago. 20 Replies

Differentiate ‘praising’ and love. Is it necessary that praising someone’s beauty means that you have fallen in love with him/her?Continue

love always expects love

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh on Sunday. 25 Replies

The pain and grief of lost love is inexpressible but can be felt only .... love always expects love and it's quite natural, though expectations always hurt.Lets discuss.Continue

Main chat room

Started this discussion. Last reply by Mishaikh Aug 2. 11 Replies

I always show my inclination to visit main chat room, look below why:animalsesmailoh...ousamma.... keep me in your DuaSmookiekinsKi, fuck u and ur religionOussamahhhhhhhhhhhhProbonoKi, isnt it a…Continue

 

Always remember my love is not so hard that I would prefer it to my EGO.

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saba replied to Mishaikh's discussion Let's opine!
" Good memories stick in the mind, because we enjoy reminding them over and over.....but as we don't like to remind bad memories, we try to clean them from the mind. Some memories are so bad that reminding them is harmful for mental health."
14 minutes ago
Onee-chan replied to Mishaikh's discussion Let's opine!
"Mishaikh,, Let me see this quote: "Yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That's why we call it present" Memory is like history. It neither can be changed nor vanished. How we have an attitude to…"
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Gabhi commented on Mishaikh's blog post A Simple Definition of LOVE
" well blog . I like very much .I think there is not any difination of Love .Love have no size no image no race no area no color. its only feelings. without love nobody happy. everybody need love. small child to oldage humanbeing everybody need…"
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Mishaikh replied to ELF Noor's discussion Share you hobby... in the group CrEaTiVe EnGlIsH
"Now we have parted so will meet in the dreams just like the dried flowers found in the books."
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Mishaikh replied to _✿HONEY_BÉÉ✿_'s discussion FOOD DISCUSSIONS in the group CrEaTiVe EnGlIsH
"Yes, it is also become common in Urdu, too."
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rosa replied to Mishaikh's discussion Let's opine!
"   If we have enough food for brain Our memories will be continous to take inform..."
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Mishaikh replied to Mishaikh's discussion PRAISING VS LOVING
"Very appropriate setareh. Thanks."
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Let's opine!

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setareh replied to Mishaikh's discussion PRAISING VS LOVING
"Dear Mishaikh, I think it depends the way we praise someone's beauty. I think no, not necessarily praising someone means loving them. We could praise someone's beauty or praise what they achieved ; we are just giving our sicere…"
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"Thanks Dewi and Afro for liking a page from my biography."
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"This doesn't fall in to the category of a blog. It should be put on 'status' or 'discussions"!"
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Mishaikh commented on Alice E.'s blog post A Psychological Challenge!
"1) Traffic all around. 2) Puddle. Jump over it. 3) I will slide it out of the way with a slight kick. 4) I will get around to pass it to my way ahead. 5) Countless, the nearest people are at 100 yards distance."
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Learner of English, Teacher of English
English level
Advanced
Other languages spoken
Hindi, Urdu
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Favourite book, movie, song/band etc [in English!]
All five books of Dan Brown, Set of J.K. Rolling, Stephenie Meyer (But do not like her vampire fascination, Dean Conz, lots of other books in Urdu (especially all series of (late) Ibn-e-Safi; Repeated dozons of times). I have a reading habit.
My Favourite Saying(s) [in English!]
Always remember my love is not so hard that I would prefer it to my EGO.

THE CAFE

The Cafe

Retiring from the toiling day’s work I used to go to Café Grand. It is on Abdullah Haroon Road. If you go straight through Zaibunnisa Street in Saddar, you will find Café Grand just opposite to the back entrance of Hotel Metropole. From inside this restaurant is two storey, but second floor is sort of a gallery. The atmosphere of the Grand is one of the attractions for me to count it as the best. There was always been darkness in the café even in the day time. The lightning was so beautifully done that there is always a twilight just as of candles which gives a sensational tranquility.  The waiters move as they are floating on the carpeted floor. You can’t hear the sound of their movement but just the frisking of their uniform. 

The Music played in background was also my favorite.  It feels coming from no where but from everywhere. I feel the traces of tranquilizing effect sweeping in to whole of me. I always experienced an involuntary physical change that led me to note-able alteration in the acuity of tension I was in prior to coming to the café. 

Last week I went to the café and sat on the table I chose on the day I first came to this restaurant. This table is so placed in the corner that I can keep all the tables within my sight. I snap the passing by waiter and ordered my usual drink, coffee with some salty biscuits. I do not like creamy pastries or cakes. 

I threw a cursor look at the occupiers near me. Sipping my coffee and nibbling biscuit, I first look at the table on my right. This table always occupied by a girl. There was always girl, but everyday I saw new face. She was just sitting there, sipping her drink. I felt a sense of uneasiness, disturbed by some inner gloom. Once I had an eye to eye contact, I was shuddered to see the deep unknown gloom, as she was afraid that her innocence beauty was in peril. She was incessantly watching the watch wearing in her beautiful supple writs. 

After few minutes I found a commissionaire standing by her side. He slightly bowed and whispered in her eyes. She abruptly stood and followed him. Before leaving, she once again turned and looked at me. I again felt an electrical shock. It was just a fraction of a moment. Her eyes were gleaming with tears. I felt that they were saying “isn’t there any one who could save me, even you!” 

She turned her face and walked away, staggering like a person is taken to be crucified, head down, shoulders bowed. I felt myself empty from inside, as empty as I was no more. I sat there for few moments trying to gather myself, and then left the café. 

On my way back I felt a deep dejection within me. I was feeling that I was nothing. My condition was of like a person who could save a dying person but did nothing.By mishaikh

Mishaikh's Blog

Writing Challenge: A Page from My Biography

Posted on August 19, 2015 at 5:00 34 Comments

Page-150 from mishaikh’s Biography

It was a very pleasant day, when MI’s younger brother asked to go out for a walk on the beach.  MI was curious, because this was the last thing his younger brother would ask him, because he always liked to be in the company of friends rather than to go out with MI. 

‘Yes, what is it?” MI asked his brother.  They were walking on the beach, the sun seemed…

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Expector's Writing Challenge:Confusing Words

Posted on August 18, 2015 at 8:00 23 Comments

“Hey you! Don’t make my meter down (make me angry) by cheating. I am noticing you have measured the cloth less than a metre! “I am sorry Sir”.

“Then, why did you do it in the first place. I must advise you to change this habit of yours. Mind my advice, otherwise I will…

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National Anthem of Pakistan

Posted on August 14, 2015 at 4:30 29 Comments

Urdu lyrics

كشورِ حسين شاد باد

پاک سرزمین شاد باد

ارضِ پاکستان!‏

تُو نشانِ عزمِ عالی شان

مرکزِ یقین شاد باد

قوّتِ اُخوّتِ عوام

پاک سرزمین کا…

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Hide and Seek

Posted on August 12, 2015 at 4:30 25 Comments

Full moon is showing its beauty, the dark clouds playing hide and seek, cover the moon to hide the beauty then removes its curtain and there shines the beauty.

So as my beloved, shows her beauty, and then slightly bows her head the silky dark hair slide down on her face by the side to hide her beauty like the cloud hides the moon.

This hide and seek is going on and on since the beauty and the love for beauty descended from heaven.

I am one of those hearts which beats in…

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At 13:57 on August 22, 2015, Onee-chan said…

For reaching 200 blogs on MyEC. I'm happy for you. :)

At 8:31 on August 20, 2015, Onee-chan said…

At 6:28 on August 16, 2015, _✿HONEY_BÉÉ✿_ said…

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At 2:09 on August 11, 2015, Ratu said…
For being supported
At 8:35 on August 10, 2015, Ratu said…

dear bro...I just stop by to say thanks

Hasil gambar untuk flower gift

At 4:19 on August 10, 2015, Onee-chan said…

At 11:56 on August 7, 2015, _✿HONEY_BÉÉ✿_ said…

Some more :)))

At 9:25 on August 7, 2015, _✿HONEY_BÉÉ✿_ said…

At 6:47 on August 6, 2015, Onee-chan said…

What?? Couldn't I understand at my age? So, I must wait for years to understand? huhu...

C'mon...I'd like to discuss with you.. Tell me why that could happen, and what is the message. I'm still wondering.. -.-

 
 
 

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