The new Gold Leaf flavors.

I tried to find the pictures of the packets of two new Gold Leaf cigarette flavors but Google Images kept giving strange search results. Something about gold carved frames, which I am sure someone somewhere likes and can afford easily. However, we return to our review of the two new flavors.

The one called DarkGold looks nice enough, the packet is pretty cool and so is the cigarette, i mean it looks cool. Moving on, it also smells nice, what a cigarette should smell like in theory. After smoking one cigarette you would like it, in fact you would fall in love immediately, however, every smoker knows that you shouldn’t form opinions about a cigarette unless you smoke 3 paks for 3 days. Which is a rule i just made up.

Anyway, after smoking it for three days i have reached the conclusion that it isn’t better than Gold Leaf for normal consumption. One after a dinner or breakfast would be okay if you want a change of taste but chain smoking it would not be a good idea as it stings the throat after some time and you would get fed up generally.

I haven’t tried the other flavor, the one with the orange gay-looking pack. But i will eventually.

Say “go-fuck-yourself” to cancer.

Hum Dekhain Gay (Faiz)

These lines of Faiz should’ve been an anthem for a revolution.  A revolution that is yet to come. Why was Faiz so optimistic?

Hum dekhain gay
lazim hay kay hum bhi dekhain gay
hum dekhain gay
woh din kay jis ka wada hai
hum dekhain gay
Jo looh-e-azal main likha hai
hum dekhain gay
jab zulam-o-sitam kay kooh-e-garan
Rooi ki tarhan urr jain gay
ham mehkoomoo kay paoo talay
yah dharty dhar dhar dharky gee
or ahl-e-hukam kay sar oopar jab bijli karh karh karkay gee
lazim hai kay hum bhee dekhain gay
jab aarz-e KHUDA kay Ka’abay say sab buth uthwa-e jain gay
hum ehl-e-safa mardood-r Haram
masnad pay bithay jain gay
sab Taaj oochalay jain gay
sab Takht gira-ey jain gay
Bass naam rahay ga Allah ka
Jo Ghayab bhi hai Haazir bhi
Jo Manzar bhi hai Nazir bhi
uthay ga Nel-Haq ka narah
jo main bhi hun or tum bhi ho
or raaj karay gee Khalq-e-Khuda
jo main bhi hun or tum bhi ho
hum deekhain gay.

Desert

 

 

 

After a tiring day

Under the cruel light of sun

I stand at the window

Envying the desert

That has to endure

The pain

Only of the day’s heat

Am I looking inside or out?

I know not

I dream of a place

Where I am alone

Where I have my own desert

In my own window

And a cool calm

Of a sleepless night

Where stars are closer

And the moon is round

A glass in my hand

And not a sound

Lines

Ofcourse I can’t write, but I wont let that stop myself anyway. Something I wrote waay way back. I guess this means something to me.

LINES:

To write a line and not a song

To have no faith and still be strong

To cry at night and still be the same

To be so weak, that you weep in shame

To burn all that you had built

To never get over your guilt

To watch him die, to help him breathe

To help her die, to watch her breathe

You came all this way and slowly passed

Wounded, ruined

and utterly lost…