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Quick Ideas for boosting up the worth of your Final Project-In the context of English History and Literature.

by Zarbakht Bilal
Media wall
Sword and magic wand
Knights helmet
Kings crown
Bible and Christian Cross

A detailed project of Historical Eras of English Literature:

Once upon a time in a faraway land, the horizon blurred out with invasions and dismay lingered in the streets. In this era, known as Dark Age, Anglo-Saxons emerged as immigrants who took over Britain and from seafarer wanderers and looters, they became civilized peasants and agriculturalists. This is Britain and the story starts here. When it comes to English literature and history, we have many eras from the age of bloodshed and antiquity, shiny armours and dark knights also known as the age of Anglo-Saxons, to the rational age of Alexander Pope, where the classical school of thoughts dominated over imagination and openmindedness till the revival of Ballads, love for Nature and gothic literature also known as the contemporary age of Romanticism. For the final project of History of English Literature, I divided equal work in my group members and we started off with a never-ending fatigue for whole 2 weeks. Finally, after many clashes and disagreements, I succeeded not only in the completion of our project on time but to give a detailed but brief timeline of all the eras starting from Anglo-Saxons to Romantics. And also, to my surprise, we scored highest in our class. I am here to share some creative tips for a Final project of Literature and hope that it might help you in getting maximum ideas. To make a perfect project, consider the following tips in mind:

 

1. Timelines:

Using cardboards and chart papers, make different timelines like the timeline of kings, inventions and poets showing the evolution of literature or invention of any literary device with time and people, culture and invasions.

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Timeline of Shelley’s Literature and works

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Timeline of Kings

 

2. Create your media wall:

Media wall is the wall behind your display table. This wall contains all the display material including culture, religion, eatables, literary devices, wall hangings showing poets and writers of an era and whatever stuff you feel like exhibiting.

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Media wall behind the exhibition desk

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Media wall

 

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Gothic media wall

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Media wall behind the panaflex holder

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Exhibition Desk Decor:

Whichever exhibition are you going to conduct, just keep in mind to decorate your stall with the maximum amount of relatable things to your topic and other accessories regarding that age and culture of that time. For Example, we made different antiques like crowns, shiny armours, swords, and a knight’s bowl helmet to show culture and society of Anglo-Saxons age. We also displayed Christian cross, and Bible to show religion and I also made the book of chivalry and courtly love for displaying literature and beliefs of that time. We also lighted up a hanging lantern to show old times and to give a perfect medieval hint to our exhibition desk. Make props regarding your topic and just sparkle up your table with them 🙂

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Lantern and random pottery

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Book of courtly love

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Bible and Christian Cross

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Kings crown

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Sword and magic wand

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Revival of Nature

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Age of Wordsworth floral cutlery props

 

Make as many Models and Visuals as you can!

Visuals speak louder than work! Always keep this trick in mind that visuals can win your audience by giving them knowledge as well as entertainment especially when it comes to exhibitions and projects. Make a selfie booth and provide people with your own props. Trust me, not only the visitors, but our opponent exhibitors also visited our stall and demanded the props for taking pictures. This divert visitors attention towards your work station. A model is an all-rounder; you can display everything on one styrofoam sheet.

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model of medieval age

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representation of feudalism

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castle of King

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Village life

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Kingship

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Romeo and Juliet from age of Shakespeare

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Showcase of Age of Pope

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Golden age of Theatre and drama

 

Characterizing Group Members by Dress-up Game:

Whatever your topic of exhibition or project might be, derive characters; either real or imaginary related to the events and discoveries of your topic. For example, I gave characters of different princesses, Kings and writers like Geoffrey Chaucer to my group members from medieval age empire. Roles and characters must be provided as per ease and beliefs of your group members.

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Queen Eleanor, Chivalry and courtly love.

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Other Queens and Nuns covered in gown of sanctity.

 

I hope you guys would find it helpful. This is just the basic idea of how to make your projects more creative and appealing. Since my field is English linguistics and literature so I quoted text and images as per that context but this is not only confined to English literature but other subjects and fields as well like Engineering and Biology students, Finance and Business management students, Chemistry and Psychology students and who not. In case of any help, ideas, suggestions and queries you can contact me here: [email protected].

Happy projecting sugarcakes! <3

 

 

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The Traveller’s Notebook: Exploring France(Part-1)- Exquisite picturesque for the travellers.

by Zarbakht Bilal

Campervan here everyone! Snacks? Water bottles? Blankets? Sleeping bags? Umbrellas? Firecrackers? Paints and canvas? Notebooks? Camera? Let’s go!

Before reading, turn on this lovely and light travelling music as we are going to the country where love is in the air, where the magic flows with water and where fragrance is diffused in the air. Yes, we are going to France <3 This will make you drift onto the adventure road. Enjoy! 🙂

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Todays Schedule:

Exploring top 14 exotic towns and villages in France.

TOP 14 EXOTIC TOWNS AND VILLAGES IN FRANCE:

On our today’s scheduled list, we have to chalk out fourteen must-to-go places in France. So, Lets began!

1. Les Plus Beaux Villages de France:

Les Plus Beaux Villages have more to offer beyond a pretty façade. In addition to being beautiful, a village must have at least 2 national heritage sites, have less than 2000 inhabitants, and show a strong plan for welcoming tourists while retaining the original character of the site. Beautiful vintage streets and retro architecture is the speciality of this village.

2. Castelnaud, Occitanie:

Built on a rocky outcrop in the heart of the Périgord Noir, the Château de Castelnaud offers a magnificent panoramic view over the Dordogne Valley. Founded in the 12th century, it is a perfect example of a medieval fortress. Today, the Château houses an important collection of weapons and armour. Along the bastion, the most powerful siege machines from the Middle Ages have been recreated and placed in attack positions. Castelnaud has a strong architecture and forts. It still holds the mist of medieval ages.

 

3. Yvoire village, France:

A flower haven! Yvoire is a classic medieval village with a pop of colour. Summers here are both inquisitive and enchanting. And don’t fail to visit the Garden of Five Senses. This garden will tickle all your senses as you get lost in thousands of flowers, fruits and mazes. Enter at your own pace for an amazing sensory experience. Yvoire was originally a fishing village, not surprising given how close it is to Lake Geneva.

 

 

4. Èze Village, Nice, France:

Completely surrounded with a stone wall, the village has only one entrance/exit. Medieval streets, rooftops, courtyards, wells, create a sense of mystique and mystery. It is best to come here in the spring. And if you arrive in the morning, it almost does not find people, and can, as Nietzsche once, enjoy the peace and quiet. And, despite the fact that in the village are a large number of art galleries and shops, not know about it, and many Frenchmen, not to mention the tourists, they still prefer to Cannes and Saint Tropez.
You can get here by car and by bus number 82 and 112 from Nice.

 

5. The village of St. Paul de Vence, France:

Medieval walls encircle narrow streets and capture the heritage of more than a thousand years. Picking out the marks of history, either alone or with a guide, is to enter into the soul of Saint-Paul de Vence. The fountain at the heart of the village fills St-Paul’s medieval vaults with music. The village is an open-air gallery with artists at work in their studios and staging exciting exhibitions.  A painting hung in the morning can find a home before evening falls… if it captures the heart of a visitor. Savour wine produced in Saint-Paul, stroll around the ramparts, enjoy a drink on a terrace… happy to have found a place where life is still so sweet.

 

6. Bayeux, France:

The northern French town of Bayeux is best known for the eponymous tapestry that depicts the 11th-century Norman Conquest. You can see it, of course, on display at the Bayeux Tapestry Museum. The cloth’s original home was the Bayeux Cathedral, which still towers over the area, looking a bit like a Gothic wedding cake. Inside you’ll find beautifully detailed murals and haunting crypts. Bayeux makes an excellent jumping off point to tour nearby historic sites.

 

7. Roussillon, Cote d’Azur:

One of the most impressive villages in France, Roussillon is a countryside dream. You’ll quickly notice the famous red cliffs and ochre quarries. The clear blue Provencal sky and the shades of yellow, brown and red (and everything in between) illuminate this magical village. Once you set foot in Roussillon, you’ll instantly be taken it by its atmosphere and charm. You can hike, or hire a mountain bike to see the village up close. And on your travels, stop to take a look at the arts and crafts, galleries, restaurants or any ongoing festivals (usually in the summer months).

 

8. Honfleur, Normandy:

Colourful and bursting with life, it’s hard to remember that Honfleur was originally built with the sole purpose of trading. As the years have progressed, this seaside town is now famed for attracting impressionist painters. You can see the art up close among the museums and modern galleries dotted around the town. Honfleur is both cultural and wealthy – a fact magnified by the yachts surrounding Vieux Bassin (the heart of the port), and the rows upon rows of high-rise home packed tightly together. Moving with the tide, this town is now dedicated to tourism so you can choose from an enticing selection of arty hotels, shops, restaurants and more.

 

9. Domme, Dordogne:

This picturesque village in the south occupies a splendid position high above the Dordogne River. Honey coloured streets, warm welcoming locals and pretty views to match – need I say more? One thing you should know before visiting is that this village has an intriguing cave system that sits underneath the main square. These caves were used to shelter locals during the war, but today, it’s open for tourists and residents alike to admire the beautiful formations. At the end of your visit, a lift will take you to a remarkable viewpoint overlooking the Dordogne valley. It’s a special sight for sure, and you like many visitors won’t help but fall head over heels for Domme. People say that the best view is in Domme.

 

10. Ploumanac’h, Brittany:

Oh, this pink granite coast is a budding photographers delight. The colours of blush pink perfectly compliment the sound of the waves gently crashing on the rocks. You’ll seldom find this sight anywhere else in the world. This quaint seaside village is the definition of calm. Families and nomads should aim to tick this hidden gem of their bucket lists – beaches for days, heavenly coastal walks, and bird watching are within arms reach. But please don’t visit expecting the high life, even during midsummer, Ploumanac’h remains a pleasantly sleepy little place.

 

11. St-Guilhem-le-Désert, Languedoc:

On the banks of the Herault gorg, you’ll find St-Guilhem-le-Désert. Medieval personality, this village is surrounded by cliffs and oak trees. Beautiful views will be everywhere you turn in this UNESCO gem. With a little exploration, you’ll find the amber stone houses that have stood the test of time, Renaissance-style windows, an ancient tower and of course the grand focus, Abbaye de Gellone.  The church is so beautiful, but above all, you can feel the history through the walls. Like other French religious buildings, the abbey was vandalised by Protestants during the Reformation. But still, it remains intact which further adds to its charm.

 

12. St-Tropez, Côte d’Azur:

At the heart of the French Riviera is the gorgeous St. Tropez. Famed in songs and notorious spray tans, you’ll quickly learn why this is one of the most famous resorts in Europe. The Med is truly bluer here, so top up your tan, join the locals in a game of boules or explore the cobblestones streets. We don’t need to sell this seaside town; if you’re after days spent poolside, an eclectic mix of shopping and historical charms then this is the place for you. And if you’re dying to experience a taste of the high life, you can celeb-spot on popular Nikki Beach.

 

13. L’Isle sur la Sorgue, Provence:

If you’re looking to experience the scenery of a bygone time, L’Isle sur la Sorgue is one of those places that one has to see. The ebb of greenery and the reflection of the water shining from the several canals is simply superb. Known as the ‘island city’, antique lovers and art collectors will be gifted with more than 300 secondhand shops. You’re more than guaranteed to leave with a steal! The antique fairs during Easter have gained a worldwide reputation, so much so that more than 500 antique dealers come to show off their gems. This is the best place for antique lovers as it offers a wide range of classical antiquity and vintage showpieces. It is paradise away from paradise.

14. Chamonix, Rhone-Alpes:

This snowtopia quickly gained its fame through its proximity to Mont Blanc. But little do many know that these mountain views are as lovely all year round. Chamonix is great for skiers, hikers, thrill seekers and anyone with a love for picturesque views. The talk about this town being extreme is true -, especially as a sports oasis. But if you haven’t got the adrenaline pumping through your veins, don’t worry, many come to admire the views, the shopping and the gastronomic atmosphere. It is the best place for those who believe in magic. A perfect fairytale indeed!

 

 

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Well, folks, that’s a wrap on the best towns and villages in France! But the fun doesn’t end here. In the next part, we will be exploring best restaurants and eatables in France. Suggestions are open for the followers from France. Much Love <3

 

sources: https://www.saint-pauldevence.com,  https://www.tripadvisor.com,  http://castelnaud.com/en/,  https://cheeseweb.eu,  https://www.oliverstravels.com.

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We are all spellbound to appreciation: Key ingredients and my daily 30 minutes of appreciation to all the writers.

by Zarbakht Bilal

One of my friend texted me in the morning, congratulated me on my website and asked me that she was thinking to add categories to her website. I told her that people usually visit the blog post or homepage and the rest of the categories remain untouched by them mostly. She became disappointed and said okay leave it People don’t care. 

I have always been a rational and a straightforward person due to which I lost many friends and faced a flood of criticism. I have always loved people from the core of my heart and also helped them even if I have to go out of my way. I always thought that I am right and people are wrong. And trust me this psychology of mine lead me to nowhere but disappointment and loneliness. I have learned many lessons from my life experiences; both good and bad.

For good experiences, I am really grateful for my abilities to make good decisions whereas, for bad experiences, I am really very grateful to the people who taught me some life lesson.

Our life is made up of people and they are like blood running in our body. If you lose drips of blood one by one, you will die eventually.

How I Started my Journey of Appreciation:

I had this thing in my filthy mind that yes, I know everything and yes, I can write better than many people out there. Yes, it is great to have confidence in your talent but if this so-called confidence transforms into ignorance, trust me, your journey of success will end even before starting. I never thought about how people feel because I was so obsessed with me and because I never had time to think about people. I forgot that it is the community who makes you stand out. Without people, you’re nothing. Who is gonna pay for your expenses? Who’s gonna give you the job? Who’s gonna give you the food? Whose gonna appreciate you? And most important of all, who are you going to hurt then you badass? Don’t take it seriously, I was just kidding 😀 

Well, this made me realize that people do a lot of favours to you during your whole life either they are your parents, your teachers, your friends, colleagues, neighbours, siblings, strangers, or partners. They make up your life, in fact, 99.9% of your life. From your birth till your death, your life is revolving around community just like planets revolve around the sun. The community is a source and you are the sink. Every good and bad will be thrown at upon you. Now it’s up to you which energies do you absorb.

In order to improve, you have to first accept your weaknesses and shortcomings in the first place. I confronted my mistakes, owned them, and corrected them. I started with tiny things and gestures which then became a part of my life. I am here to share those things which can make others feel important leaving you happy and satisfied. 

Step#1: Home participation

While I started off with my home in which I had no interest. I used to be a couch potato laying down in my warm blanket with volumes of dust on my vanity, bed and study shelf. I went to the cheapest store near my house and brought some sparkling rose gold and silver fairy lights. There were many Barbican bottles in my storeroom. I collected them due to their fancy green colour and shape. I went to the attic from where I brought leftover cardboards to make frames and crafts. Finally, after a DIY session for whole 2 days, my room was literally transformed from a dungeon to a super cute humanly bedroom. My mother was happy with me, my sisters loved the decor. My friends, who came to my place for sleepovers, didn’t sleep the whole night taking selfies and exaggerating their feelings of being amongst the stars 😀 Well, apparently everyone was happy and I succeeded in my first step. You might be wondering, where is the appreciation in it? So, my friends, taking interest in something itself is an appreciation. You don’t have to trumpet your feelings every time. In fact, it is much better to do something to show others that yes, we appreciate you. My intention was to take interest in house chores so that, ultimately, it would be a kind gesture that shows my acknowledgement about how much work my mum does alone every day. Remember sugar cakes; “Actions speak louder than words.”

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Step#2: To propitiate your enemies and haters:

As I mentioned earlier, I had always been a straightforward and a rational person due to which I never compensated people for their mistakes twice. I have always loved my friends beyond the limit and helped them even if I had to go out of the way for them. Due to an extremely soft heart with a very rigid coating, people always considered me harsh, rude and dominant. Well, everything happens for a reason. I am happy that many people taught exotic lessons and truth about life to me. Now the above debate wasn’t to get sympathies but to tell you that I had a treasure trove of many people who hated me and to be honest, in most of the cases, I was at fault. So, I hit upon an idea and went to a nearby gift shop. I bought a few presents and kept them in my cupboard for the perfect time. This was my kind of compensation for my mistakes (as they weren’t that heinous to kill yourself as a compensation LOL!) We all have our ways of compensating for our mistakes and to propitiate your haters. Back to the story, I waited for the right occasions like birthdays and convocations to deliver them pretty gifts to their deserving haters 😀 I even made a hater list (just as Santa Claus does on Christmas) for giving presents. Luckily, they were not more than three people and I was saved from being broke. My giveaways included sparkling jewellery pieces, organizers, planners and candle boxes.  Results were on the point. Later on, when they texted me back with a thank you message, I appreciated their tolerance and thanked them for the lesson they had taught me in life. My haters were not my haters anymore. Apparently 😀 But, I did my part and I am satisfied with myself.

Step#3: Love Tokens for my Mentors

It took me so long to acknowledge the value and importance of efforts and hard work our teachers put forth for us. I have always been a mischievous student due to which my teachers were a bit disappointed with me. My intention had never been anybody’s disgrace or degradation but maybe I was too lost in my own world, that I never bothered about anyone else. Well, I must appreciate the love and care of our teachers. Teachers are the most generous people of our society. They are the real superheroes! Well, we cant change the past but improve our future. So, in order to make my teachers super happy and to make them feel special and important as they deserve to be, I came up with an idea. At the end of each semester, I used to give all my subject teachers a thank you card with best wishes and appreciation as a tiny love token (being a bit shy and formal, I validated this idea for female teachers only but I am thinking about including male teachers in the list as well). I don’t know if it compensated for the troubles we cause for them or not, but at least I tried. Albert Einstein says: “It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge.” We should take out some time to admire and appreciate our teachers by heart as they deserve all the love and care in the world.

Step#4: Random texts at Awkward Timings

I started to send random cute messages to different girls at awkward timings as 3 am or 5 in the morning when nobody’s awake. This weird time selection was to ensure that the other person is sleeping and he will read the message in the morning. The only hope was to put up a healthy morning smile to somebody’s face that could possibly make up her day. See, we never know if the other person slept last night wetting her pillow with tears of pain. We never know how lonely the other person is and this message saying “Hey beautiful! You are important, You are rare so just take care of yourself” might prove to be the best morning message he or she can ever get. Love is not about quantity, it is all about timing and quality. Love in the happy moments doesn’t matter that much as a shoulder to cry on in hard times does.

Step#5: My 30 minutes of appreciation to every writer

When I started writing and joined websites and blogs, writers became my community. So, I take out 30 minutes or more daily; once in the morning time and once in the evening. Opening up WordPress feed, I bombard people with likes while scrolling down the page. Plus, I regularly comment on the new posts that pop up meanwhile. Why so? Let me tell you that writers are just like any singer who needs an audience of thousands of people to perform, like any player who needs a stadium flooding with people to play, like any painter who needs visitors to visit his gallery. We writers are just like any other artist who needs appreciation. Who needs love and acknowledgement that yes, people are there for you. They are looking forward to your amazing writings. I know this is an era of busy bees and everybody is busy writing his own content, publishing his own work, carrying out his own research. But tell me what will happen if people stop acknowledging your work anymore just because they are all busy with theirs? What if libraries are producing books but there are no visitors? It’s all useless. We writers are each others strength and if we won’t support and appreciate each other, who else will? Even if you’re busy enough, take out some time, maybe in your tea break and start hitting the like buttons and follow random people while sipping the tea and munching your favourite cookie. Read the overview of posts if you’re already out of time. While scrolling down sometimes, I am also stuck with other works so I don’t read the whole posts and hit the like button to appreciate what that person is doing. Do remember what Albert Camus said:

“The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.” 
― Albert Camus

 

 

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“Because a writer is always right”- Exclusive article for all the writers and readers out there. Filling the Writer-Reader gaps. Some of you might have achieved your goals with flying colors while the others just stepped onto the first rock of the mountain. Keep climbing champs as the best is yet to come.

by Zarbakht Bilal

 

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Writing is a talent that snoozes inside your chest until you unleash it someday either by chance or by choice. This peculiar talent then arouses a flair inside you. I had no idea that I can even write until one day my friend published her first paid article for a magazine. This ignited a spark within me and I wrote my first article on “Magic of Winters” and showed it to my English professor the other day. To my surprise, my teacher was amazed by my article and he lavishly praised my writing style and imagery. This gave me a life lesson that sometimes a little praise, a little admiral, and a positive feedback can escort a writer to the peaks of delight. I was not a writer at that time. But, that day when a little writer was born inside me, I felt the happiness we all writers get by receiving positive feedback. I felt the cravings of a writer for appreciation. I was a toddler writer but still, being a baby never eliminates you from the category of human beings.

Appreciate! Even if you don’t get the time to read, hit the like button while scrolling down your news feed. It’s a Charity because you have no idea which like of yours might brighten up somebody’s life.

Now when I started writing more and more I felt that I have been continuously writing about fairytales and fantasy. Every topic of mine was based on hope and positivity. I never dared to touch the magic potions of darkness. Neither did I enter the shallow valleys of suspense and reasoning nor stood on my toes to reach the vibrant sky of rationality and science. I felt as if I am left far behind amid a desert where there is no hope, no guide, and help. It felt as if confusion and disappointment were choking me to death. When I joined the university, I saw that many of my classmates wrote about anxiety, darkness, evil, loneliness, supernatural, picturesque, ramblings and what not! The same year I started reading the novel Never can say goodbye of Christina Jones. It was a perfect cozy treat for frosty winters. I dwelled in the book for about a week when I finally completed it with a merry heart. I really appreciated the work of Christina Jones due to her extremely dazzling writing style that hooked me from the very first line till the very last word. Even I found myself drooling over its synopsis. *chuckles*

After the end of my second semester, during my summer vacations, I went to the bookshop and brought home 2 best self-help books including Dale Carnegie’s How to win friends and influence people and Mark Manson’s The subtle art of not giving a fuck. I read these books in about a month giving a huge time to each one. They were hard to digest but trust me I never felt much pleasant, contented and satisfied before like I felt after reading these two books. One night I was scrolling through Tumblr when I noticed that every artist, every writer, musician or painter have his or her own world of creation and dreams, ecstasy, and ideas. A writer always has a choice between two paths:

Path of mind: 

Some people write rationally and critically. They write about what is apparent and concrete. Predictions and possibilities give a glamour to their work. Such writers indulge in Politics, Law, Psychologists, Journalists, Column writers, Human Rights writers, Motivational speakers and eminent speakers. These writers have their own charisma. They control the world and hold the power to change it.                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Path of the soul:   

Some people write from their heart and soul. They breathe magic. Their magic wands leave the readers spellbound and their writings are a healing potion for broken souls.  The ancient Greeks believed that there were four elements that everything was made up of earth, water, air, and fire. This theory was suggested around 450 BC, and it was later supported and added to by Aristotle.

The idea that these four elements – earth, water, air, and fire – made up all matter was the cornerstone of philosophy, science, and medicine for two thousand years. The elements were “pure” but could not be found in that state on earth. Every visible thing was made up of some combination of earth, water, air, and fire. The four elements were even used to describe the four temperaments a person could have, and Hippocrates used the four elements to describe the four “humor” found in the body. These theories stated that the temperaments and humor needed to be in balance with each other in order for a person to be well both mentally and physically.

These earthly elements are supported by the spiritual connection that we make by writing fiction, fantasy, horror, mystery, sci-fi and magical stories. Either it is JK. Rowling who takes us to Hogwarts on a magical train to a mysterious destination or is Christina Jones who makes us wander in Francisca’s frock shop with a cozy love story.

Now you have to ponder which path is made for you!

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A writer is always right because we are all boarding on a wrecked boat of our lives which we have to mend. We all have our own experiences that eventually lead us to contrast in ideas and perceptions.

I repeat a writer is always right for the readers and the audience has to agree with his ideas not by reflecting their personal perspective, but by considering the authors’ point of view. Similarly, when a writer is reading somebody else’s content, he, being a reader, is bound to accept the ideas of others and ponder the diversity of ideas we all have. We all are special and unique due to which our thoughts are also unique. A reader can never superimpose his thoughts over what the author has created. Yes, we all have a right to critique and analysis, feedback and comments but by disqualifying the arguments of a writer is totally unjustified. Maybe I am craving for a molten lava cake just because I am feeling hungry whereas you don’t even want to hear the name of any eatable because you are too full to eat anything. This cannot justify your critique or denial of a writers ideas and descriptions.

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We have this hidden craving for appreciation and admiral. Viceversa responses provoke disappointment and eventually a defense fight which leads us to nowhere. Spread love and happiness. I, myself have learned this after interacting with many professional bloggers and writers that we all need appreciation, love and positive feedback. Readers love bloggers who love their audience. Similarly,  those writers write better content whose audience is supportive. We all have a different approach and lifestyle. Just focus on what is meant for you and stick to it. Be vibrant and have a look at the horizon but don’t forget the Polaris; your guiding star. Stick to your expertise while exploring the connections you can make with other genres and see the magic.

Someday I am the owner of Francisca’s frock shop from Christina Jones classical fantasy tale and someday I am a highly rational and an analytical gentleman from the self-help guide of Mark Manson. At one time I want to escape secretly into the cozy shop to meet some funny old ghost friend of mine while the other time I want to be the most influential person on this earth. Does it sound sensible? Not at all! As per our individual perception, why don’t we declare any one of these artists wrong? 

Samantha was an immature writer and all she did was writing all day and night. She indulged in writing and reading like a baby craving for more and more marshmallow. The basic problem with her was that whatever she read, she judged it with biased attitude and without any research or second thoughts. She refused the ideas of the author and thought that she knows all. Well, who cares? It did not affect the author and the only person who suffered, later on, was Samantha herself. She kept on criticizing and giving bad feedbacks. She never acknowledged the perceptions of other people and turned a blind eye towards this beautiful word full of explorations and vibrant human beings. Maybe Samantha disdained these golden words:

“Watch, Listen, and Learn. You can’t know it all yourself. Anyone who thinks they do is destined for mediocrity.”

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Embrace the warmth of your heart rather than unleashing your vibrant skin. Own your heart rather than owing to skin-tight jeans because in the end pretty always hurts.

by Zarbakht Bilal

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She pushed up her pullover bra, shaved her legs in a haste which gave her several bruise and cuts. Smearing a bulk of foundation and sunscreen to hide the discoloration she had in her never-ending gorgeous legs. Opening up the dresser with a medley of lipsticks and a never ending line up of umpteen cosmetics, she contoured her cheekbones, nose and the bust curves. Perfectly detailed and up to the mark, she left her house leaving a trail of Versace fragrances behind her.

Her luxury Bentley driver was unable to look away her bloodshot lips and her perfect shape which was looking vulnerable and stimulating in the very precise dress which was perhaps, intended to make others even more nosy about the ground works. The huge stone on her finger made her appear out class and the finest woman ever existing. Getting off the car, she headed towards the finest residence in such a tempting manner that made the driver stare at her inviting thighs until she disappeared; completely seduced. “She would have done a lot much effort to become this heavenly figure”, he thought.

She, being completely drunk, was settled in the back seat of her car, with the help of that handsome guy she visited this evening and her driver. On the way back home her driver fornicated her and fulfilled his lust and seduction. It was 2 in the noon when she woke up tired and broken. All she could feel is the pain of shoe bite, razor cuts on her legs and forelimbs, overloaded makeup which made her eyes sting now.

Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do! This was the most enchanting day of her life. The man she dreamed of having since forever, she is getting married to him. Oh I’ve got the most loving and alluring soul-mate one can ever have, is how she flaunts at the parties making every other girl jealous of her luxury and dream life. People stop and stare at them wherever she goes with her husband. Men get envious of her husband and the female glamorize her.

She is in her thirty-fives now. Enclosed, she is, in the cage of sorrows, regrets and woes. She is disposed and dumped in isolation. She can’t change it. This is it. Her husband is seeing someone else, someone more glamorous than her now. End of beauty devastate your life and the worth you made by putting a lifetime effort. She was worthy and was praised till the day she stood straight in her skin-tight jeans and walked perfectly in her sky scrapping pencil heels. She, left alone to parent her kids with one of the gorgeous caretaker, is no more than a garbage now, getting envious of that mercilessly enchanting caretaker day after another, she is waiting to die and sleep peacefully; eternally. Lets demolish this insight! Don’t go for people who worship your beauty and perfection as they will glide away with the wind currents, and never show up again. Look for them who admire your honesty and love your soul. You are beautiful as you were before. Don’t let beauty dictate your life. Perfection is a disease of the nations but never forget that pretty always hurts.

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Is modern Fairy tale an ugly one?

by Zarbakht Bilal

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You used to tell me that I am special to you and that our love is immortal. I used to caress your florid face and always assured you that I will stay by your side. It is rightly said that time changes people. I counted upon you forever and you did the same, but the time was flying behind the curtains. I adored you from the every inch of my marrow. In one twilight, when the shadows escalated, I left no stone unturned to find you. You were gone. Gone away. Kissing me the good-bye I didn’t deserve. I was amiss and had few bugs, but I never was a garbage. I have beaten the bushes just to put a grin on your face. You eschewed me intertwined amongst the middle of the painting, leaving my portrait incomplete, the portrait which never had an existence without you.
You loved my flaws and I brushed off your’s. We were the valentines every existing spirit had envied. You soothed me that you will always discount my weak spots and will unceasingly limelight my wholesomeness. Poof! Gone, You moved on. I would never be able to let you slip from my memory. You were wrong about perceiving me. I got you after an abandoned past. You were the first sprout and your faithfulness and homage was the vegetation to my infertile land. Your dedication was the sprinkle of water, that kept me going, up to this point. You believed in me when no one did. You loved me when everybody left. You raised me up til here and then you left. How could I stop loving you now? You should have told me a formula to forget you before leaving me.
You got me shattered in pieces by scraping away the wall of our zeal and burning down the residues of our amity. With bruised heart I am still trying to collect all the scraps which still hunts for your lust and the enchanting spell you had once cast upon me.
Breaking me down, thinking that I will hate you, when did you get that much mean? Knowing that it will only increase the amount of my affection for you. I was one soul who loved you, but now the fragments, which breached me apart, all of them worships you. I will try to evoke for you every night amidst my dreams and every day, when the sunshine’s shimmer will embrace me, I would know that you are here, right with me.
And here I lie in the coffin of our memories.. Restless; like a nocturnal bat is disturbed from the slumber land. Remembering your innocent attempts to hurt me and burn me inside and wondering how my heart still races upon your notion, I smiled and laughed a ghost of a laugh, until the last tear rolled down my cheek together with the death rattle, my lips murmured; “This love is now eternal”.
Yes, I quenched ruination but without the bloodshed of our fidelity.…

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Take out some time to have a dialogue with your anxiety and insecurities before its too late.

by Zarbakht Bilal

 

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Strangled intellect, misty eyes, tortuous days and gloomy nights are the most common complaints of every other person today. The cab driver, who drove me home last night was also a victim of this particular misery.
Rosanna, thirty-two years old, is a child specialist, who make a go of umpteen patients a day, is habituated to vodka tonic. She takes it thick and fast to elope the reality of life. “Hey whiffle-whaffle”; how Rosanna’s husband tease her occasionally.
Ariana, twenty-two years, is a baby sitter at a private school nursery. Despite a big rush of adorable and enjoyable little darlings in her vicinity, she somehow manage to blubber weakly and camouflage her sobs with chuckles and dainty shrieks of the infants around her.
Poor eighteen years old Dexter, who breathed his last in the blue light of the morning, was found dead, locked up in his room. His parents proclaimed that he was a lone wolf who suffered insomnia and was punctual at taking sleeping pills. When his room was further inspected, several paintings on his room’s wall portrayed blank ideas like an animals claw mark, a wolf’s shadow howling at the moon, ink stains, and tangled lines drawn randomly.
Sarah, twenty-eight years old super model and an extremely gorgeous girl. She is young, wild and free; what on this earth is that she can’t do? Her girlfriends envy her elegance and lifestyle remarking that she could be the wildest dream of every existing man. Against curling up with the most strikingly hot men all day long, she undergo wakeful nights and mournful dreams. Even sometimes she just turn on the shower and sit underneath to yowl and curse her life.
Taking a mouthful of my hot chocolate, I commended the refreshing zephyr which ruffled my hair. “How hefty is that mountain”, I wondered observing the robust mountain which was in sight from the balcony of my luxury island residence, and the colossal deep blue sea, extended silver sand of the sea-shore and the substantial sky.
I pondered what makes the mountain, the sea and the mighty sky standout and influential? How do they manage to remain flawless and secure? Even though, we, human beings , are the chief of all the living and non living creatures but still we are fragile, flaw full, sensitive, helpless, pessimist and insecure.
I was so indulged in this thought that the mug slipped off of my hands and broke into uncountable shards. Sod it! How could i get this much careless?. Hey! Its okay. You earn more than enough to buy multitudinous such mugs. You had worked day and night to get up to this point. No heartache about being a bummer. After all you deserve this luxury vacation to be really very lavish and alluring. Cheers gorgeous!! sighs. Yeah okay lets tidy up this expensive vinyl floor now. Instead of panicking and fussing around I just had an intrapersonal communication and consoled myself. Feeling relieved and contented I went to take the shower and relax myself in a warm bubbly bath.
Tucking myself into the cozy bed, I looked at the sky, inescapable from my window, which had shiny holes in it now. The sky which was vivid, blue and flawlessly bright in the morning is now full of lustrous scars and burning piercings making it flaw full but still managing to look divine.
Oh yeah, I shrieked. All the knots in my head were opening one by one. Talk to yourself, cherish your flaws because even the mightiest have bugs and weak spots. If the hulky mountain ever gashes and gets grounded into the small pebbles and stones, it can’t gather itself up again, not even in ages. But a human being can put it together. Just like the bulky gashed mountain, we also shatters into pieces, break down into tears, lose faith in ourselves and even sometime we turns out to be a completely different person but it doesn’t matter as long as we’re breathing. We are a human-being, full of defects and stains. What keeps you going is “will power”.
Yes I can do it, nobody can drag me down,Yeah, I’m not as pretty as she is, so what? every girl is different and beautiful in her own way, what if he leaves me? I’m not a show piece but a real flesh and I don’t need a person who don’t need me either, He/She left me because we weren’t compatible. I’ll find a better companion if it would be in luck. What if i didn’t get this job? At least it isn’t as disrespecting as getting fired later. Cheer up brainy you will kill it next time. What if people talk bad behind my back? None of them are gonna make me the unicorn cupcakes when I’ll be in my golden age.
Cure to the miseries of life such as hyper tension, depression, insecurity, lack of confidence, fear of rejection, weakness, fragility, sensitivity, stress and mourning is intrapersonal communication with a will power and a total control upon your strengths and weaknesses. Your flaws never ever makes you ugly or dejected, in fact they are a whole new perspective. An insight in which either you could know the true version of yours. Otherwise you will get to know the beautiful person you looks like in your flaw full and lonesome version. If not, at least you will assimilate how to get rid of your weaknesses and improve yourself because we never know the worth of the spring until the autumn fades everything away.
So if it happens ever again, just say to yourself; “Hey beautiful! We need to talk”.

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Survive

by Zarbakht Bilal

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I was sitting on the corner table of a cafe playing with my car keys randomly while waiting for my coffee to cool down by some degrees. Big and glossy glass windows were all opaque; covered with mist due to the temperature difference of outside and inside. I saw a lady in red chic gown with a pastel grey hat and a glinting necklace of rhinestones on her beautifully tatooed neck. The cafe manager came running for her hospitality but she, in return just moved her finger in an awkward fashion and the other moment, a cigar was delivered to her table with an ash tray and american espresso. With every sip of cigar, she inhaled sheer luxury and class. I was so obsessed with her ocean deep eyes and florid cheek bones. She took out a vintage radio, placed it on the table and turned it on. I caught myself staring at her for no reason so I looked away. I heard a retro song playing on the radio. To my surprise, all of a sudden the lady broke into tears and started smashing everything on the table shouting, “I had no choice baby. Just don’t go!” A lady, probably her caretaker, came running with an injection and after a difficult dose, she fell on the couch; unconscious. I paid the bill and quickly rushed out of the cafe. On the way back I cried my lungs out because I have faced similar situations in my life where you have to make certain decisions even if you are fully aware that this decision of yours is going to hurt yourself the most but you are left with no more choices and chances. Life is all about compromise and sometimes that compromise leaves a stabbed knife in your heart which hurt you every time you think about it. If you don’t make such decisions, you’re gonna die, and if you do, you still die. So why hurt yourself if you’re gonna die in both cases? Your loved ones! Damn your loved ones are the reason behind your sacrifices and agonies and confusions. You try to take care of them but ends up complicating the situations. What lingers around you is nostalgia; Beautiful mornings, heavenly sunsets, frozen dew drops and magical evenings which you cherished once. What keeps you going is the beauty of those moments that could never fade away. Do not let your fears overcome this joy. Whats gone is long forgotten by the time. Time is mechanized to move forward only and it never care nor does it love. It is selfish and free of all the emotions. Its immortal and the bruises it gives never fade away but the intensity of pain and torture decreases because we become immune to such situations. Life always teaches you the lesson when you’ve already lost everything. Survive and keep going. Drag and lead yourself to the timeless-time and face its cruelty because we all, in one way or another are doing the same. Sooner or later, this burden falls on shoulder of every existing being. Think! You’re no different. If everybody do so, why cant I make it to the end? Survive!