MUHAMMAD ZUNAIR

There are days when you ask yourself about the validity of remaining optimistic. Pessimism is the only option sometimes or as most people say there comes a time when reality starts bothering you. But reality is messy and so does the sadness. When we try to linger on things which we can’t control, we end up facing the reality, eventually sadness prevails and optimism fades away. Sometimes when you wake up in the morning, you feel a lot of energy, a lot of positivity to start your day. Things, kind of, go the anticipated way and at the end of the day your optimism about life remains intact. You don’t feel that there is a harsh aspect to it as well. Although you know that life is a balance of joys and hardships yet you don’t want to think about the later. Optimism’s the winner in such days. But when you come home after a long day of struggle with no reward, and reward doesn’t really mean a materialistic thing rather it can simply be a smile of the beloved or some encouraging words fro...

One fine evening in June, a news got out that thrilled the fans of combat fighting; a date was announced for the mega fight between Floyd Mayweather and Conor Mcgregor. After wait of more than two months and a lot of trash talking it finally happened last night in Las Vegas. As it was expected, both men put up a great show and the bout was worthy of all the wait and the revenue it generated.  In contrast to his prediction, Mcgregor didn't fight recklessly or overly aggressive. Mayweather, on the other hand, fought with his typical 'let them come at you' approach. Unexpectedly, Mcgregor, who made his professional boxing debut last night, started things quite well. He landed some heavy punches on Mayweather in early rounds. He came at Mayweather from both sides, presented him with a decent challenge as it was also highlighted by Mayweather in his post match presser,  "He's a lot better than I thought he was. He used different angles. He was a tough competitor, bu...

To lose in love is to lose in life . Of all the miseries, this life can offer the one which comes in the form of loss in love is the hardest to endure. And it’s not only ordinary humans but also the very likes of kings and emperors couldn’t overcome this feeling of being left alone. Love has been a topic of great interest and research for a long period now. Starting from the early days of humans on planet earth to this technological era of 21 st century, love has been an entity of constant observation and it has been studied in every era by the great writers and scholars. People of great wisdom and stature have tried their best to analyze this very complicated yet the simplest concept or human behavior. To say it with absolute simplicity love is nothing but giving someone else’s life more importance than yours, making someone so special for you that it goes beyond reasons and logic. And if we see the complicated part then love is a sacrifice not a desire, a pain not a joy, not ...

A story not told will end up as a story never happened at all. Like most of us I tend to write to keep things alive. And as it is said not all writers are sad rather sad people usually write, I seem to fall in the same category of disappointed people. Well, my story has not always been sad, there had been days when I thought sun couldn’t shine any brighter, life couldn’t be more colorful and I couldn’t be any happier but just like any other human, after having my fair share of happiness I had to wander through the valley of dark and gloomy days. It wasn’t a long time ago I was happy to such extent that I thought I’d never be sad again. I was so full of life and joy that I presumed I’d never see the dark side again. I had what I wanted, had the love I desired for, had the girl I fancied, people around me were loving and caring and above all had the purpose to move forward and was ready to inspire the world. I was so happy that I thought the inevitable, I’d never be sad again. ...

Night was dark and its peculiar silence was complementing it when a noise from his heart struck him like a storm in the long-deserted ocean. It was a thought of HER, a comforting yet the most disturbing thought. With his heart pumping out of his chest in the pursuit of something better, his eyes wide open with tears coming out of them, with a certain dryness in his tongue and roaring voice in his ears he felt HER. He tried to get out of his misery, questioned himself the true value of HER to him, he wondered as he soon found himself in the thick forest of ambiguity and confusion. And just like that he found himself helpless. Days passed and nights haunted him but one day he finally found an answer to his questions, HER true worth! He finally realized it was not HER who was his comfort, who was his desire or the one to complete him rather it was him who created HER out of nothing, who grew HER in his heart and watered her with his tears. She was born out of him, he originated HE...