tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53690167499792684782024-02-19T02:16:22.571-08:00Art for the Sake of ArtA painting is a poem without words; a poem is the best inspiration for a painting:)gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-75660090282563008542010-11-09T10:13:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:21:48.338-08:00Modern Islamic Calligraphy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZq2jxjt9ARwJBexUOHkfhWKjKrASypuMG9grvgMs_MpH4MNzrSZjjfqfqoF6qDz0BbZBzrhFB8Mkb-6xPuQmhLWxGUFfnVuKShya_ODYF6Lk5zJ32fbWAg58XDkSpRl2sfPzTIyn1B1N/s1600/original+gul+7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZq2jxjt9ARwJBexUOHkfhWKjKrASypuMG9grvgMs_MpH4MNzrSZjjfqfqoF6qDz0BbZBzrhFB8Mkb-6xPuQmhLWxGUFfnVuKShya_ODYF6Lk5zJ32fbWAg58XDkSpRl2sfPzTIyn1B1N/s320/original+gul+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537615529475614594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKDzewvsgR4TTGZHcKV1b-vHoIUPpVH3kbHxoLLIm6YMvhzgD1ZduFwVULM1bfFGHtzl-lFu19RlC6_Z2gnMt9wj8-mWi1kLwRRjaxrNtcIwONTCcTIaeaRZd1b8hNHOxF2qDdADCj1HZ8/s1600/180920102228.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpdGrtVT492BjvPfpH67jZX8EQu7N8u9nf7Xz2S8KMNGcE-KOPeIoOVJ9FODpxg8Ya79PkLnrV1j1b_H7RZT5ryKTv4DZ0CHiAK-OXjLU5CHyW0B4d4wZOOFhEmX37cPdZf6SnKezkNLT/s320/180920102226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537615515618217602" /></a>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-65277431164661398742010-11-09T10:10:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:13:12.057-08:00Hillside Landscape<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPHbvi1c_sSHRfqYu4NZ5_3aozXdlHgTjvCaCZMetGeL5QbCxq1PjprfYdN8gxcK3todW0agpvVFq0MhVnAb3EyWTntLuOThe6M7eqpoz1uGswzxXufMdp93mzuU8ssXciLY57h_PxHkg/s1600/original+gul+5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPHbvi1c_sSHRfqYu4NZ5_3aozXdlHgTjvCaCZMetGeL5QbCxq1PjprfYdN8gxcK3todW0agpvVFq0MhVnAb3EyWTntLuOThe6M7eqpoz1uGswzxXufMdp93mzuU8ssXciLY57h_PxHkg/s320/original+gul+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537614342996437378" /></a>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-53972109775041188202010-11-09T10:06:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:10:26.513-08:00Hillside Landscape in water color<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhQFbtgdXTGHWN13VkaCRbPrwReqvgEDU58uvKqcPEemRH9gRoI8wnVukUEd6Ji9j7-oaCHMyhJb2WgQo5blHNk3ILl9vUZx71r0Gx9XTqgf1KAbWBtpFiXu1HVPq_JZwTHu808O97x6P/s1600/original+gul+3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhQFbtgdXTGHWN13VkaCRbPrwReqvgEDU58uvKqcPEemRH9gRoI8wnVukUEd6Ji9j7-oaCHMyhJb2WgQo5blHNk3ILl9vUZx71r0Gx9XTqgf1KAbWBtpFiXu1HVPq_JZwTHu808O97x6P/s320/original+gul+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537613288314592962" /></a>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-74838560010939740262010-11-09T10:00:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:05:44.032-08:00Stairways in Water color<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFPRh2CKql3Aeie6YVeqGQD7tBhXGWjbHWjetdDvwt2BTcJobI7y7-xAZljMrmN7zkh2hJgB0Zux8VFEanArrKKWzHy6bnNqkCPoHbiNFllkKCCt6LFwSX6YOT7UoVM1Gg3nSVgXWbnKt/s1600/original+gul.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFPRh2CKql3Aeie6YVeqGQD7tBhXGWjbHWjetdDvwt2BTcJobI7y7-xAZljMrmN7zkh2hJgB0Zux8VFEanArrKKWzHy6bnNqkCPoHbiNFllkKCCt6LFwSX6YOT7UoVM1Gg3nSVgXWbnKt/s320/original+gul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537612276276290370" /></a>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-52762049134982570752010-05-17T13:07:00.000-07:002010-05-17T13:21:14.270-07:00Perish<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNYOkJbqjTGU9rYeF5HDgfYCoB79l-g5tJwNP-sakDejZpooxu43eDd3WPNbXt3Q3y088DUdpVOTWeonAVjLIostHIsL_4ryeRBWfS9XqlsQUOo67tdjYhvmNbF4x25orriZMij6ZIVjI/s1600/Pinkroseh.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNYOkJbqjTGU9rYeF5HDgfYCoB79l-g5tJwNP-sakDejZpooxu43eDd3WPNbXt3Q3y088DUdpVOTWeonAVjLIostHIsL_4ryeRBWfS9XqlsQUOo67tdjYhvmNbF4x25orriZMij6ZIVjI/s320/Pinkroseh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472336656991004978" /></a><br /><br />Frightened of being perished!<br />Perish is all we made for<br />The time between<br />Pop up and pop off<br />Is all we have in hand<br />If life is affix<br />Door is still ajar<br />Why should waste time on thinking<br />Perishability<br />Think of life<br />Think of existence<br />Think of making<br />Life a better affairgulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-37407420826720531182010-05-17T13:00:00.000-07:002010-05-17T13:03:31.076-07:00Half Crying Half LaughingIt rained along with sunshine<br />A scene I never saw before<br />Heavy drops fell on the mud<br />I heard the thud<br />But drops vanished<br />Sun rays dry the thirsty soil<br />Sun is not sipping water out of mud<br />But blood but soul<br />Mud is all thirsty again<br />Scorching sun is burning with glow<br />Brightening again with full dignity<br />And rain cannot last mighty suns glaregulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-23642290778790747442010-05-17T12:49:00.000-07:002010-05-17T13:00:17.042-07:00An Idea<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71TAKTpfIQ83UOyOYBCb4oxhUmCDZQ2q8gPSZTkP2oIGmYHBujTeKWBRrvhrjfb5MghXP7M-zAGm78_GZVLNvNVOi56fBOSPq-KKIXl3rLmFkYeOAqLTJgJDd8KtfRXPQqn1pnDRSeENW/s1600/2657875716_a1754c3eba.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71TAKTpfIQ83UOyOYBCb4oxhUmCDZQ2q8gPSZTkP2oIGmYHBujTeKWBRrvhrjfb5MghXP7M-zAGm78_GZVLNvNVOi56fBOSPq-KKIXl3rLmFkYeOAqLTJgJDd8KtfRXPQqn1pnDRSeENW/s320/2657875716_a1754c3eba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472330432787243394" /></a><br />An unkempt soul in a kempt body <br />A mismatch or a mix-'n-match <br />No heat in gaze that one can praise <br />But decked out so, <br />that can cause you ablaze <br />All is set like window displays <br />Creaseless, spotless, stainless attire <br />Smoky eyed and peach lips <br /><br />Behind the scene is a murky pond <br />Tasteless, shoddy, shabby dreams <br />Unkempt, worn, sloppy ideasgulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-73624295767061899302010-03-10T03:47:00.000-08:002010-03-10T03:51:09.666-08:00yin-yang-yinA teacher asked a student<br />To define life<br /><br />The student had a knack<br />Of crafting new thoughts<br />Out of naught<br />He started to chant something like this<br /><br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />When yin sleeps<br />Yang wake-up<br />Yin yang yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />Together they fit<br />To form a whole<br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />Opposite they are<br />But still seeking balance<br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />Contrary but still<br />Not in opposition<br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />Two aspects<br />Of a single truth<br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />Rather than trying to replace each other<br />They transform into a single reality<br />Yin-yang-yin<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br /><br />The teacher listened<br />And got furious<br />Said with a sneer<br />I could not discern<br />Your babble your prattle<br />If you could yourself<br />Please mister nonsense!<br /><br />The child turned crimson<br />But still had dare<br />He countered the teacher<br />By means of wit:<br />Life is a whole<br />With dual poles<br />If Yang is the light<br />Yin is the night<br />Yang bites yin<br />Yin bites yang<br />Both have to fleet<br />As they are on a flight<br />What then lasts!<br />Is yo-yo<br />Yo-yo<br />Yo<br />So dear teacher<br />Am I not right?gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-17306666043646866202010-01-22T09:01:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:20:43.861-08:00UNSAID.......UNHEARDNimbus cloud penetrating the sky<br />ready to pelt on thirsty soul<br />Bleak eyes like barren land<br />Watching the sky for ready to yield<br />But a sudden sweep of harsh wind<br />Air out the rain clouds<br />Leaving naught but vigil eyes<br />The time is not yet came to beargulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-45381398272952601992010-01-22T08:35:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:21:47.470-08:00Islamic Calligraphy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMqvGQ_cQCOTc0WhhkOqkbWajWZ7gimXj5f8FXmYbn6ckHmVCMeGbrwtfx8ag-yYamErGy-mcn3x5QhKV8z6cY0vM2dclJ0BXmvCa5CR_QBcjjidnlOFIBS_5y2bKIkjnRnQ_UhnVy5kg/s1600-h/09122009536.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604056262511922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMqvGQ_cQCOTc0WhhkOqkbWajWZ7gimXj5f8FXmYbn6ckHmVCMeGbrwtfx8ag-yYamErGy-mcn3x5QhKV8z6cY0vM2dclJ0BXmvCa5CR_QBcjjidnlOFIBS_5y2bKIkjnRnQ_UhnVy5kg/s320/09122009536.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-9738393644181698342010-01-22T08:34:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:23:13.912-08:00At the End of DayLying on the bed<br />Surrounded by crowd<br />She tried hard but<br />Could only give a faint smile<br />A forced smile<br /><br />Far away someone was calling<br />Her by name<br />Looking around<br />Faces got dimmed<br />Noise no longer heard<br />Crowd blurred<br /><br />She closed her eyes<br />For eternity<br />One life ended<br />Another begangulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-37478900424003919382010-01-22T08:29:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:24:32.045-08:00Islamic Calligraphy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYHOh64h8VhltknHZHzFsLBs-39cux_VUfjd3YkB_y2Db8KfIULHm1AT65o7vEHJYK-5n_mfy0R5fk5PnWqQPDoImuPwK5udLh2t0dAu2lNGcKDpFIFqN8_TSfsCYIbEBglPq8pPU16sdM/s1600-h/13112009295.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602728957290082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYHOh64h8VhltknHZHzFsLBs-39cux_VUfjd3YkB_y2Db8KfIULHm1AT65o7vEHJYK-5n_mfy0R5fk5PnWqQPDoImuPwK5udLh2t0dAu2lNGcKDpFIFqN8_TSfsCYIbEBglPq8pPU16sdM/s320/13112009295.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-85301313030051600682010-01-20T10:57:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:25:48.414-08:00flower power<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH368OfoerdGGBIc8g7IhJmSY8Ulf57ZWIKaqp4Uubd8nD1gE64rcKeVb-w4SWdzQicQYMx3r2MSmuA9V4hgwhYk7TcZxhYY6rFr3guyK2kgEJtJTOyygShfd0pfaSllCuWjG_0SOpTmKt/s1600-h/Picture+183.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428898862721533794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH368OfoerdGGBIc8g7IhJmSY8Ulf57ZWIKaqp4Uubd8nD1gE64rcKeVb-w4SWdzQicQYMx3r2MSmuA9V4hgwhYk7TcZxhYY6rFr3guyK2kgEJtJTOyygShfd0pfaSllCuWjG_0SOpTmKt/s320/Picture+183.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-44087057795107166442010-01-20T10:43:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:26:52.408-08:00Summer BreezeSummer breeze-----a puff of air<br />Producing sounds like zoom……..swish……whiz<br />Branches brush and stems soar<br />Passing every ear some lore<br />Twisting, curling forming a tress<br />Showering each other with caress<br />Leaves singing mellow song<br />Every object is dancing along<br />Giddy brunches glide and glide<br />On every move they mutually collide<br />Every bird seems at ease<br />Conveying messages of love and peace<br />Chirping, flying and dancing on a tune<br />Everyone feel boon<br />Moving back n forth with glee<br />Nothing can be more beautiful to seegulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-57688217696009460332010-01-19T02:30:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:27:56.173-08:00New YearEach New Year is marked by hopes<br />Aspirations and faith for a new dawn<br />Prospects of change<br />And sanguinity strong<br />Hopes and hopes for the days to come<br />Wishes and wishes for the months to go<br /><br />But this year is marked by horrid cold<br />It sounds someone has put an ice<br />On emotions, feelings,<br />Sentiments and sensations<br />A chill that lies somewhere within<br />Desires died and smiles faded<br /><br />But still<br />I have dreamt of a peaceful world<br />Where no one can snatch morsel and crumb<br />Where humankind is in reality kind<br />Where slaying is not a pastime sport<br />Where parity rules and biases declinegulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-19537203094529472352010-01-19T02:25:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:29:46.153-08:00Life is Like ThatFor years and years I lived in trance<br />Treating life like a fairy dance<br />Worries and pain seemed far-off<br />Looking at others sores with scoff<br />Fear of loss never meant at all<br />Similar emotions from spring to fall<br />Then bit by bit and moment by moment<br />Trance broken, stupor end<br />Fears of loss paved the days<br />Sting of memories filled the nights<br />Those gone never returned<br />Leaving thoughts of bygone daysgulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369016749979268478.post-24948682343656493502010-01-19T02:20:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:31:20.533-08:00islamic calligraphy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGNZVG7TwWMhDkUqhhAQApQ-2FyhyphenhyphenOlOYNQ0YZsWckIS2SGV9UYnIfvhClLOL1rh7AwK4X3fHWysfKYPgFQLhi5A8CpQ_dqZCjiblUyHeHQiQzDvSP82u_gsSwEPgPROVMOATcgMmm2Yi/s1600-h/actual.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428394459575053426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGNZVG7TwWMhDkUqhhAQApQ-2FyhyphenhyphenOlOYNQ0YZsWckIS2SGV9UYnIfvhClLOL1rh7AwK4X3fHWysfKYPgFQLhi5A8CpQ_dqZCjiblUyHeHQiQzDvSP82u_gsSwEPgPROVMOATcgMmm2Yi/s320/actual.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gulnaz ahmadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13467905531866447975noreply@blogger.com2