Story of my Life!!!

When I was younger, I thought that I could change the world but with time, I learned that the world would change and follow the pattern it will and I had no control over it. People will lie, relationships will end, friends will turn into enemies, life will be filled with regrets and wins will be turned into losses.

But I learned that one thing that will stay constant once you have it is Love. Love wont die regardless of all the pain, anger, disappointments and regrets.

From life, I learned that I cant choose happiness but I can choose to lessen the pain. I cant choose success but I can choose not to accept failure. I cant choose how long to live but I can make the best out of the time available to me.

I have faced all the above and yet I am still here and I shall remain on my feet as long as I can handle the burden that life lays over me.

I will get rid of my daemons and have life choose the next turn, be it in any direction. At the end I hope I will not be judged by who I was but rather who I have become.....


Few thoughts by Basheer Parvez

Last Man of The Mohawk Tribe!!!

This is a story that I describe;
Of the last man belonging to the Mohawk tribe;

He saw his land taken away from him;
He saw his life growing dim;

When the settlers walked in;
He thought they had peace within;

But they came bearing guns;
Taking and leaving no returns;

They killed his tribe before his eyes;
Just for the greed that within them lies;

All around him, he sees death;
He flees, and he is running out of breath;

Then the peace they made, they celebrate;
But the pain of his people he cant tolerate;

So with vengeance in his heart he lies;
From within he slowly dies;

Looking at his land being raped;
Was it truly a consequence of fate.


Dedicated to the Native Americans who had to pay the true price with their freedom and lives to make America what it is today.



May you all Rest in Peace.



By Basheer Parvez.

Man With Shattered Dreams!!!

Broken man, with broken dreams;
Filled with loneliness it seems;

He walks alone in the night;
Even his shadow has left his side;

Voices in his head is all he hears;
Life but not death he fears;

What he longs, he cannot get;
What he remembers, he cannot forget;

How life brought him this way;
Should he leave or should he stay;

Friends laugh at him behind his back;
Courtesy is one thing that they lack;

With lots of pain in his heart;
Sorrow is one thing he cannot keep apart;

So with a fake smile he keeps living;
With Nothing to take but just keep giving.



By Basheer Parvez.