Street-Lights ✨

A walk in the silence of night 🐾…

Walking at the road, 12 at night, the silence says yes your day was amazing and you are alive.

There is something amazing about this street- light, it gives me a message that says “Though i am alone, i give you light” … Trying to reflect the same in my life, Standing alone and let’s guide.

The yellow Colour attracts me more, than the white. The surrounding is covered with darkness and i am alone on the path that have lights. Not everyone is interested in this street- light. Because they are too busy with the device that had made them a prisoner in their own mind.

Is there anyone fond of this light, than i think, you are the person who can feel the depth in the hearts which people hides.

The dog barking standing below the light, the shadow scares me more then the dog infront of my eyes. The crow trying to give me a message, reach your home before evil touch your sides.

But i know there are great message hidden in this silence that surrounds the night. It gives me a chance to know myself and recall the things i did to reach the purpose of my life.

Did you had a look at the vast sky upside, containing billions of star, which the mind cannot counts even if you tried.

Imagine yourself walking late at night, the benches are empty, and the beggar sleeping next to the side. The voice of the Wind gives you a chill in your body, the person following you with each step you are moving, the shadow became huge when you stood and start noticing. A smile run through your face when you turned back and found your sweetheart following you through each and every step you were making under this yellow-street lights.

—– Abdul Gani Punjabi

Day !

Be grateful for today ~ Someone is alive while someone had just died.

The morning is beautiful when you wake up before the sunrise, The voice of those birds waking each other on the tree backside. And the wind that flows smoothly form the left to the right side. What a beautiful day it is i Am alive.

The Moment i woke-up, the call was proclaimed, Come to prayer as successful are those who pray on time. Grateful I am to see this beautiful sun-shine, It used to shine daily but i used to sleep covering my face with the soft blanket i buyed.

It’s time to look at the clock, and say ” Thank you for everything, The person i was to the person i am”…

It’s will be a great day ahead, with deep inspirations and Energy that surrounds the universe with positive vibes.

—- Abdul Gani Punjabi

The dead speaks ⚰

Yes it’s hurts when i see you crying, the tears that flows are not lying. I know this is sad, but i have to go, It’s time to say a Bye.

I really never lied, It was true i cried. But today sitting at my grave, i see you crying. Why is it so hard to get up and say “Hi”. The soil in which i am buried, is pressing me by my side. I know it was not right, to have a relationship before we get married and slept next to the side.

The pain is excruciating, and telling me, tell those outside. Yes love is true but don’t waste it on someone you are never going to marry in your life. It happens in teenages that we gets attracted to the opposite sex and try to get them in our life. But let me Ask you a question. Do you really love them or is it a Lust deep inside.

I am sorry to say, But the truth you had hide, deep down you know it’s not right. People get married an even they try, to get the girl who lives at that house down side. It’s time to stop and look at your inner-side. Are you really gonna get satisfied by having ### with someone else wife. If “yes” is your answer then believe me you have lost the path that guide us to source who has created us with a drop of sperm which do not hold any value when wasted aside.

Sometimes it’s better to speak up the truth and break those relationship which we know are never going to give us time. The Source(GOD) is more important, it gave us a book that teaches us that the right always wins and the wrong destroy.

Wake-up from my grave, and open that book which you find at the right side. It clearly says “Order for the good, and abstain from bad” , the bad only harms you, While the good make you shine.

I know it’s hard to convey this message, but the people who are alive, i have just one thing to say that will give you an insight. Once you die you think you won’t ever get up and will never have to give account for the deeds you did in this life. You think this life is just play and fun ,With no purpose and guide ?

It’s time to wake-up and look for the guide, he is waiting for you to give you a path that will surely Guide. How insane you are, You read the book but don’t understand what’s written inside. The message have been circulated long ago but you think the message will come to you when you ~ yourself don’t take interest to find out about the one who created life.

Yes.. Your tears matter, Even i cried but the cry this time is never going to help me because i have died. Seek forgiveness from God, He is the most merciful and he give chance every day until we die.

You are crying at my grave to show me how much you loved me ? or for the property i named to the orphan, you thought that property would be yours? after i die, giving me poison in my food and don’t even bothered to give me water when i cried.

Love ~ i thought you were the only one who would understand my suffering and give me a shoulder to cry, but what you are doing is crying on my grave for the property i gave in the charity, instead of your name writing on the properties file.

—– Abdul Gani Punjabi

Step that changed Azhar’s Life 👣

Stories that have deep stories within….

“Some stories seems like a dream, but then it starts to scatter, when greed comes into play”.

To be Continued….

Money-Money-Money .. That’s what i needed. That fool ! Old man thought i was in love with his daughter ? haha.. From the first day i met her i had only one thing in my mind “A Golden opportunity, A walking credit card“. I did my best to seduce her and succeeded, And she thought i was in love with her ? MY FOOT. Aah !! at last i am free now, within two days i will be travelling to Singapore and will enjoy my life according to my dreams.

“Hello, Express travel.. ? Book my ticket for Singapore, along with the best hotel, for two days later.” … “Ok Sir” – The recipient replied.

As soon as he reached home, at night he packed his bags and without informing his parents left to stay in a 5 star hotel. And before Leaving he left a letter in which he wrote

“From today I am going to live my life by my rules, money is what we did not had since the beginning, and today i won the biggest lottery of my life i will spend every single penny in enjoyment. And i don’t care about my college, we go to college so that we can study and get rich, and today i have billions. So i don’t care about college anymore. And if she came searching for me tell her that, there are more beautiful and prettier girl than you. Why should our son marry you?.. When she will listen to this, she will cry for a while and will return back to her father.”

“Room no : 708 Sir, the best room in our hotel, with a balcony which gives the whole view of the city. It’s on the 29 floor” – the receptionist said.

“Yes, Go ahead. Give me the keys”

“Here” ~ She said, with a big smile on her face.

Huh.. For the first time in life, this soft bed, the pillow, the blanket, the air-conditioner, the tiles, the decoration, and the biggest bathroom i have ever seen. And the balcony “Woohoo” .. Fresh Air . This is Amazing. He was so tired that he slept on the swing in the balcony”.

“Teerrrrrrrrrrrrrr ” – The Alarm rang, This phone is too old, Today in the afternoon i will purchase the Latest mobile phone and best suits to wear.

(It was early in the morning)

“Ting tong” – Who is it? his mother asked.

“I am from express travel, and i am here to deliver you the ticket for Singapore “.

Singapore “??.. we did not booked any ticket.

(His mother did not saw the letter, she just woke-up and directly went to answer the door)

“Madam, the address given says, i am at the right place, wait i will call the one who booked the ticket”

“Hello Sir, i am calling from express travel and i am standing infront of the address given, but this lady says, they did not book any tickets”.

Aaaaaah .. You fool, why did you went there? couldn’t you give a call before coming. Now hand over that ticket to her and leave without saying a word.”

Wait did you said anything, where is that ticket for ?”

“Yes Sir, it’s for Singapore” ~ i said her.

You idiot.. Leave that place and go”…

That fool ruined my day, by night i have to go home and take my tickets, or else i will miss my flight.

In evening, he called-up his college friend and went for shopping, purchased all high branded perfumes, watches, shoes, and mobile phone. They had dinner at the hotel and walked into the bar, for refreshment.

It was already 11, and his friend said “So, ready to go huh, what about the tickets?”.. “The ticket, thank you for reminding me, it’s at home. I need to go now and take it”.

“But you are Drunk, how will you manage yourself back to home? You never drank before in life, it’s your first time “.

“Don’t worry, i will handle it”…

He left the bar, headed towards his home..

He rang the bell and as soon as the door opened, he went in and shouted “Where is my ticket, where is it?”. It was his mother standing infront of him, Telling him to stop yelling. But he continued, She slapped him hard on his face and said “You Drank? Why? Why are you doing all this ? You never behaved like this before. He ignored her, and said her to keep quiet and hand him the tickets.

When she resisted, he took the flower vase
which was next to him and hit her on her head. After hearing all this noise, his father came running, and saw a pool of blood around his wife.

“What are you looking at ? Call the Ambulance..”

Mom, wake-up Mom” ~ He cried and rushed toward the telephone and called the Ambulance. Within few minutes the ambulance arrived, and they took her to the hospital. He was still “High“. But he controlled himself and went along with his father.

As soon as they reached hospital, They rushed her to the Operation room. The red light zone, Emergency room.

“Doctor is my wife OK?” , “Doctor is my mother OK?”..

(A Moment of silence)

We are sorry to say, “We couldn’t save her“.

Hearing to this, his father got heart attack and was immediately admitted in the ICU. When after few hours, he got conscious, he found his son sitting next to him. He said “from your childhood till this day we gave you everything you asked for, the best clothes, the best college, the best of everything and this is what you did to us ? Why ? “..

Dad, i had a dream that we three of us, would live a luxurious life, in Singapore. That was the reason i bought ticket for Singapore. And was going to visit there, we would have settled together, and would have shifted there

(Slap – Slap)

You think breaking trust of someone, stealing there money will make you successful or happy, Never “.

That was his father’s last word. In One day he lost the most important person of his life. He cried tears of blood.. “What have i done” ~ he screamed, looking at the dead body of his parents.

As this news spread out in the newspaper, internet, Television, radio that “Son killed his mother, for not giving him his ticket “. He got arrested for the crime, and was ordered to be “Hanged“.

When her father saw this news, he ran to his daughter’s room and knocked, but she did not answered. He kept knocking, but no answer. He broke open the door and found her lying on her bed with blood around her. There was a letter next to her which read

“………… ….. And if she came searching for me tell her that, there are more beautiful and prettier girl than you. Why should our son marry you?.. When she will listen to this, she will cry for a while and will return back to her father.”

After reading this letter, tears gushed from his eyes, he was helpless, standing there looking at his only daughter’s body lying in blood. He called the ambulance, but it was too late . She committed Suicide.

There he sat crying, “One small mistake of mine, took life of three, I wished i had never done property on his name

The Worst mistake of My life…

Tears gushed out from Azhar’s eyes as he read the last page of the book. “The Worst mistake of my life” ~ what an amazing story, the author had such a great imagination, twists, deep details and a great lesson.

Azhar took that documents that David gave him, the book was along with the documents, he read it, and locked it in the cupboard. He went to his parents and confessed his love for Saira. The best part was his parents always said “If you love someone, feel free to tell us, don’t ever hesitate“. And after hearing to Azhar’s story they reacted calmly and supported him.

They said as soon as you finish with your M.B.B.S we will prepare for your marriage. Azhar informed this to Saira and her father. They were happy too.

In the final year, they spent more time together, learned together, visited different places, and scored the highest grades in the final year.

Finally it was time to get married, A Ferrari stood outside David’s home, but this time it was Azhar who came out of it, confidently he shook hand with david. They had some personal conversation, and then Azhar took out that bag of document that David gave two years ago. And handed him saying “This belongs to you, Not me“, while hearing this ~ David smiled.

Saira was right, you are loyal,trustworthy and hardworking. I am proud to have a Son-in-law like you – Azhar. Saira was looking at Azhar, hiding behind the curtain, her eyes sparkling like a diamond in the sky.

Epilogue :- Azhar and Saira got happily married and was blessed with twins after two years of their marriage. David got children’s to play with, as he was waiting for his grandchildren. Azhar convinced his parents to leave their jobs, as he was earning more than he ever imagined. David and Azhar’s parents usually have dinner party at Azhar’s banglow. Saira joined a hospital, and worked for the welfare of the society. Azhar sat next to Saira, listing out his memories. Saira looked at Azhar and kissed him before he completed his list of memories.


“Every Single story is unique, Right now ~ you are making your life’s story”


—- Abdul Gani Punjabi

Azhar and Saira (Part 1)

Tick Tick

Memories from the past.

Tick Tick Tick Tick…..

That’s how the clock sounds, It being a long time since we have listened to this voice. We are so busy with our so called work that even when we are free we waste our time browsing videos on YouTube, Scrolling through Facebook pages, Twitter tweets etc. And at the end we have no time ~ Because we are busy.

Let me remind you of those days when we hardly knew what is a mobile Phone. Those were the days we actually lived, getting up early was a very difficult task, but when mummy is there why to fear? Our day began with seeing the face of our mom/dad. And then the voice “Wake up ~ Get out of the bathroom, And come fast for breakfast” everyone had heard those lines 😅.

Those days, when we had breakfast together, sitting next to each other, not passing the water class that’s how we irritated each other, and the shouting in the house, that fighting that goes between two brother, and gossiping that moves from the neighbours to my mother. Those gathering where we had a chance to play a prank with another, those fightings for the remote to watch our cartoons instead of the serials of mothers.

Those days, when we used to stand in groups below the house of a friend and shout his name together. Those fights over a little matter that really never bothered, mood-off for a day and back again in the group of brothers. Those late-night meetings which really never had an agenda, but whatsoever. Sitting on their bikes and listening to the shouts of owners.

“Not out” ~ everyone remembers that, It was “OUT” but for us it was “NOT”, that’s how we fought for one more ball and than another.

That unity we showed when one of us got hit by another. We were ready to take their life, for hitting our brother from another mother.

Yes, This “Tick Tick” reminds me of all the fun we had, but today those days have vanished.

Now, As soon as our eyes open we look into the cell phone for the messages we have received, and the likes and comment we got. That’s how our days start now. No more breakfast together, no more “Fun” fights between brother and sister, no more friends to stand together, no more time to spend together.

Because we are the modern generation, that love iPhone more than our lungs and liver, spending time liking, commenting, sharing, watching, playing, online shopping, and doing everything but no more real feelings for each other.

“I wish the time we have now we can spend it together, or else the upcoming generation will be so busy with their mobile phones that for them even their parents won’t matter”

—- Abdul Gani Punjabi

Be different 👣

I can read your mind. This is what it says.

Deep down everyone have a wish and that is “I want to do something Unique or different” and now while reading this you would be thinking how did i know what’s in your mind.

Once i used to think, being different makes us famous, Attractive, Confident, and even increase our self-stem.

But let me be honest to you, most of the time we keep thinking the same thoughts “Be different, Do differently” but let me ask you one thing, When you say that to yourself “Do you even know what’s that “Different” thing you want to do is? That’s where the problem arises we keep looking around us and think, everything is almost accomplished in the world. And we will some how bring a magic pen or magic stick like fairy and do something Unique. If that’s how you think let me be honest ~ It’s never going to happen. Because while seeing others we suppress our talents and do not fully exploit them.

Let me tell you about myself, I am also one of those who think “I will do something Unique or different”, But then one day i realised that we can be different by doing the same thing. For eg :- I started writing my blog, After few days i shut-it down completely. And did not wrote a thing for almost 6 months, because what i was thinking was “Anyone can start writing a blog, there are thousands of blogger out their, Why would someone even read my blogs?

But the funniest thing is I always used to think we all are different and unique, but i realised it later. Now, when we all are different, We all write different things, different thoughts, different stories, we all have different life pattern. So why not i write things that i have been through, observed, and experienced. And when i did that, The comments i received from the reader are amazing, Most of them says “i touch their hearts”, “It’s too deep” , ” Worth reading”.

So by my story i want to convey this message, that yes we can be different by doing the things that the world is doing.

Eg :- You can be a singer, their are thousands of singer but you will be unique in your own way. You can be an Artist, blogger, motivational speaker, lecturer, teacher, dancer… Anything you wish to be.

Just believe in yourself and keep pushing yourself, at the start it will be hard, but yes “It’s worth doing something different in your own way”.

—– Abdul Gani Punjabi

In your own way

Don’t burst your bubbles

When the bubble pops, everything stops.

Dreams ❤

Hope ❤

faith ❤

Fate ❤

Passion ❤


Fun ❤


Freedom ❤

Try ❤

Learn ❤

Mercy ❤

Grace ❤








Honor ❤

—- Abdul Gani Punjabi