My 129th Post: Nightlife in Hyderabad

The city of dead, is not how one would describe the nights here in Hyderabad....during the day the streets are crowed and are filled with different stories floating around but as night hits this city, things quite down a bit and the moods shift from rock genre to blues....as the sun sets down, Hyderabad changes its views and moods....the focus shifts from chaotic markets of daily supplies and other colorless accessories to the markets of color and attraction....the attention is diverted towards the world of shopping and cuisine as our office class offer their time to their families after a day’s hard work....the city glisters w

ith lights everywhere, a view which might take the beat away from a throbbing heart....a wedding celebrated at Mehmood Garden, to the fuss in the Latifabad no. 8 market, everything glows and adds a touch to the city’s beauty....

As the night moves on further towards the darkness, the busy streets become empty as the markets shut down.....the tired people either move to their homes to mark the day’s end or enjoy the night’s breeze with their family and friends.....they dine at places such as Al-Manzar to enjoy the moonlight near the sight of the river or move towards the restaurants which depict the history of Hyderabad such as Nehroon Kot.... Regardless of time, the city remains alive....the people never let it go to sleep....especially during the month of Ramadan, the streets are completely filled with excitement....every road, every turn would point towards a tournament being held....people of all ages are found playing cricket or football...one match ends and another starts....even the kids, who have just started walking, are seen sitting outside with some guardian and enjoying the view....

This excitement of the night is not limited to the youngsters of today but even our elderlies turn young....even at 3am, the tea cafes are filled with groups of friends chatting as if they do not care of the next sun rise....the people of Hyderabad are not well aware of the disco life but instead they have mehfils which are strong enough to tremble one’s soul....famous artists read their verses and people gather around to experience the view as they reach their souls....still there are some who are not aware of the night outside their walls but rejoice their freedom by staying up all night by watching random movies or playing games with family or friends....

As the sky glows with the light of the sun, these rebels of the night go to their dens to get some rest....some might go for a heavy breakfast of seero puri to mark the end of their night and others just slip into their beds to get a shut eye to wake up to a new journey, a journey which they save up to tell their future generations....

My 39th Post: The Last Night

Still feel enough sleepy to nap while taking a shower....my eyes are heavy and the words I am typing, seem to fly of the screen....gonna say sorry in the start for any errors in my language....just forgive it because I am barely able to concentrate here but still, I wanted to be here for you guys.....by now, you would be wondering what is going on....what is the reason for me being so sleepy....let me just end your anticipation....had a gathering yesterday which ended a few hours back...leaving me with only 3 hours of rest before I could wake up to leave for the Friday prayer....
Honestly speaking, I was waiting for this day....I had a lot in mind and masha-Allah the night went better than I had simply expected....there were couple of things in my mind before the party started but all went well....though it was intended just for the sehri, we celebrated my dad's birthday as well....so happy birthday dad, may Allah bless you....
I am just thinking what to tell about the night....how we enjoyed or what we did was just nearly a blast...it was nice how we all sat together and talked, played games and teased each other....and thanks to one of my cousins, Taha, this all event is captured through his camera......the house seemed to glow, not because the lights were on, it glowed because of the involvement of each and everyone from their hearts....

Everything nearly ended within 3 hours and people started heading home...I thought this was all what was meant to be but no, to my surprise, all the cousins returned.....it was only the elder generation which left to get some rest but others stayed behind or returned to contribute to the part of the night's memory....we set up a place to sit and started off to enjoy....in all that fun, didn't realize how fast the time was passing by...didn't even think that the night which I was planning for few days back, would be the one I would be writing about so soon....It just seems as if it was a while ago when everyone started reaching our place....but since then, more than a half day has passed....
All those talks, smiles, laughter and that shine of the night, seems to have faded away before I could have even opened my eyes....time does really runs fast, but this fast? I guess, I was really enjoying which is why it seems to be on an express train....
I would really like to thank all who participated last night and stayed there to make a portrait in my memory lane....all who made me a part of their night and gave me enough importance to pass on a smile and sat down to chat with me...thank you....
Now I am nearly at the peak to doze off so before that happens, I need to stop writing and publish this piece....so take care all, comment and do share...and for the one's whom I have mentioned here, lets do this once more but after I wake up from today's sleep :)

My 6th Post: Cricket & Life

Though am not a cricket fan, but a topic was suggested by my bud regarding the stat of cricket in our country and I really have no idea about that...so my brain worked and it made this up :) in other words this is kinda dedicated to my buddy Hammad :)
Cricket is one of the most played games in this world and the concept of this game is that there are two teams of I think 10 people...one has to bat and make runs and the other team fields and when the players get  bold, the order changes....well am not going to get into the details of the game cause I know, I would make gigantic blunders here :p
If we see this life, then it really resembles with the game....the team batting would be us people in our personal life...the team balling is life it self....the fielders set upon are the hindrances we meet throughout our game....at times we get clean balled but still we get a chance to try again until the match ends....the overs played are the years we put in this world to make a score....so it purely depends upon our efforts that decides whether the ball passes the fielder or not....
When we get clean balled, its really tough to get back to the pitch for instance like someone loses a limb in some accident or something or bangs his head while jumping from 50 meter building....the chances for him to touch the ground safely were near to nil...so it was a wasted attempt....but when we get caught out, it is like we took a foolish step or didn't put in the perfect efforts....all the cricket fans would be wondering what would resemble getting a run out....I believe that is when we take a risk and become hasty in achieving something...just to climb up quickly and to get something, we forget to take a precaution in life....there is always a LBW, that is simply when life tries to pull a joke upon us and gives us no chance at all to think better for our self...like the time when we didn't know about something and someone else takes the prestige of taking some important decision for us....
There is only one main difference in the life's cricket and the real cricket that is the game can be rigged when playing for fun but in life, there is no one to accept bribe and take the torment for us....if that was also possible then I assure you, I would have been cricket's number one fan :)
Well we can have fun in both, just depends on how much sportsmanship we have carved in our soul....if it is over the limits then life and cricket both are beautiful....

Tc and do comment :)