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I am Mahiraa! Everday things intrigue me. You will probably find me obsessing over winsome things or trying to draw something while contemplating my existence.

2019~(My Ameteur period)

What 2019 felt like:-

~26th January 2019

I opened my eyes which had bonded together after a long sleep, I sat up right in the middle of an inky dark chilly night, everything was tranquil and the moon’s white light came through the firm glass of my windows and fell on my face. It gave me a relaxing feeling, like I could touch and feel the light. I kept my leg on the glacial floor of my room. I started walking and I could only hear the ticking of clock, like I could feel every moment, every second pass. This was the first time I was feeling life, it was slow and peaceful. My legs were paining a bit, it felt like I hadn’t walked in days though it had just been a few hours. It’s like something was stopping me, I knew it was my cold soul, but I could feel energy around me.I sat down on my bed wondering If I should get something from the refrigerator, I was starving but too lethargic to get anything, it’s like, my body sort of got heavy all of a sudden or I got too weak to handle it. In seconds of me debating with myself I heard a voice, I couldn’t recognize what is was of, but felt like footsteps on the stubborn ,freezing floor of the toxic winter. All of sudden I remembered the news that came out last month about a dwelling spirit and a lot of cases associated with it.For a moment I got a spine chill, I couldn’t feel the cold atmosphere, I gulped, but it felt like there was a lump in my through that wouldn’t go down. My fingers started to shake as my body shivered and my heart started thumping loud like I could here it in this silent night. In the morning loud knock on the door woke me up, I walked sluggishly to open it.Though I was still confused of what has happened last night and how I suddenly slept, but avoiding these thoughts, I opened the door to find Amy ,my friend who I have known my whole life. She walked in and had a beam on her face, she was talking to me, but I had no idea what she was saying, I just woke up and my head was still spinning and I was absolutely bewildered of what in the world is going on. I went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee so I am wide awake for this really unpredictable day. Just when I came out of the kitchen taking a sip of my really warm black coffee in this icy-cold morning, Amy said that she really liked talking to my sister. I was absolutely confused as I did not have any sibling. Suddenly I had a really frightening thought that creeped me out for a minute. The warm cup of coffee fell on the glossy wooden floor. I remembered the voice that struck me last night. My eyes were almost popping out of my head as I got really petrified of what I just heard standing still like a marble statue while the wintry wind though the right window swayed those purple curtains and further my skin hair which stood up in freak making me chillier than ever.

2020(The Lockdown)

Life after Lockdown

--25 Febrary,2022--

The door creaked as I opened it to go outside. The kind of creak which a door makes when it hasn’t been used frequently. As I stepped one foot outside the house, I looked down on a sudden realization that this moment hadn’t taken place in forever, if not?!, definitely felt like it. It had been 2 years already. I kept another foot out and then another, I started walking. Still looking down like I hadn’t felt this kind of feeling of walking on a road beneath my shoe soul in my whole life, that’s what it literally felt like. Every step I took reminded me of how much I missed here outside. I heard an unfamiliar voice, I turned right to see a swing swinging on its own in the cold wind which further gently touched face and welcomed me outside also making my scarf flow with it. This swing sound I hadn’t heard in months but felt like decades and beyond. I sat down on the chilly bench beside which was rather not visible seconds ago because of the fog which covered everything like it was protecting it like a child in his mother’s benign arms. As I sat down, I got lost in my quiet introspection. I wondered “what was all of this? “I changed my perspective a bit, though the quarantine was over, but most of the learning is still on computer”. Maybe the virus led us to a new world of technology, it showed us new possibilities, leading us to thoughts like “because of technology, this is possible hence it’s better this way”. Some things of technology we had never explored, we did, but now after exploration, we have a new path. Though the pandemic ended, the mindsets of people are still alive. Probably everyone got so used to all this, in fact, now they find it better, when everything can be done from home, school, official work, mostly everything, the only difference now everyone is still at home but without an invisible trap around their house which was earlier. Why is no one except me outside their house, why just me? probably everyone forgot what life was like earlier, way before. There is a good way of looking at it, now people have more leisure time and better family spend, but I miss the life before. Can it come back? Is this change good or bad? Till I get the answers to these questions, I will just keep telling myself,“you may not always have a comfortable life and you will not always be able to solve the world’s problems at once, but don’t underestimate the importance you have because history has shown us that courage is contagious and hope can take on a life of it’s own.

Post 2021 ~

Those days of heaven on earth

Life is like a book,there are various chapters,various pages and yet it’s a story.In this life there are tons of people who come and go through while this journey.But some just touch your heart to the depth that its nearly impossible to forget them.The people who have known you from the bottom of who you are.The people who have never neglected your pain or achievement.These humble souls are hard to find.Unfortunately,even I did have one is my life.When life wasn’t a burden,I was really close to my grandma.She is probably the most gentle and loyal lady I have ever known. Someone who has a heart of pure gold and personality which is priceless.Every moment with her is clear as crystal in my mind.The way she used to cuddle up with me giving me warmth in a cold atmosphere that even the sunlight couldn’t.When my parents scolded me she protected me as if I was her child and her diamond.She was a beautiful person,from inside as well as outside.Her Shimmering pupils were like stars in her eyes that always showed optimism.Cheeks red which would put the reddest rose in the garden to shame.Smile that can sooth you till the bottom until you forget all the negativity in the world.Her hands which praised me in every little success I had.When her hands blessed me on my head,It’s like she had the magic to wash off a gloom-ridden life and fill it with glee and pride.Her words were soft like pure cotton and touched my ears like smooth wind.Everytime I cried,she told me a story of a young girl,everytime the story had a young girl and a morel but I always slept in the middle of the story in her tender lap.I have always known that the young girl she talks about is me,but I just keep it to myself because I don’t feel like stopping her to tell me the story anyway.The comfort I felt with her is something no one can ever give me. Those were the days of youth, when there wasn’t much in my life,just a grandma who was more than enough for me.She was my family, companion, best friend, teacher and what not. With her I never felt like I had anything less in my life.I wish that those times could come back in my life and remind me all the fun and love I experienced.If only this could happen…

It All Just Ended? But at what cost? (Life after Conflict)

The trauma of conflict perished Several moments left uncherished Merriment is the expectation Yet, the affliction in the air is worth hesitation

The trauma of conflict perished Several moments left uncherished Merriment is the expectation Yet, the affliction in the air is worth hesitation

Hiroshima Nagasaki under the grey sky Suffering at its pinnacle with the deafening cry Buildings broken and plenty lost It just ended, but at what cost?

I stood up on the ashy ground Looked left and all around Dead or alive? No clue Whatever just happened, It was all true

The bombing was just an imagination Until today, now it’s us under its domination I can’t feel my limbs or my heart beating Though I feel, I’m not worth treating

I’m in pain, I’m in so much pain right now How do I escape it, theres no one to ask how, I survived is like I could have survived frost It all ended, but at what cost?

Our worst enemy was the United States Their worst enemy was their ego They crossed the infinite gates Just to attack us, I can’t let this go

Humanity doesn’t persist for me I have seen it more than anyone could see I could wale now for help and support And throw my antagonist into the court

I’m dizzy now, almost poisoned and late, To realize It’s getting hard to breathe and my body is all red I fell easily into my devastating fate These were my last words, that aren’t anymore unsaid

After Life

That one breath, that reached every corner of my nerve, thin air that touches my skin rising every bitsy hair on it, soft mist, that my hand cuts with a curve, surprising me with the warmth, that moon can emit

It’s night, but it’s not that dark, The moon in the sky, with those blotches and that arc, The bird on the tree, like a black carving on that white blade, sitting there like it’s free

The droplet on the grass, Almost bluffing me to perceive it as pearl, How lustrous under the moonlight that pass! Even the dept of this crystal can be spotted in this windy whirl,

Its like the bushes can hear my breathing, Responding to all my gasping and disbelieving, This place is very unknown to me, All I hear, is the waves crashing on the sea,

I want to touch this immaculate water, Yet the waves are enough for me to get slaughtered, There is not warm body here, The pelagic is all I really hear

I know this is a dream, Or perhaps should I pinch arm, The tiny squeal and scream, its suddenly tranquil! like dead calm,

I walk, and run, and run for eternity, Where am i? Until I see this scintillating accumulation of beams, Is this after life? entering some unknown place, is this how it feels to die?