Archive | October 2013

[‘)edicated to t }-{e ]\/[issing baloch brothers

Watar kan bya….
Watar kan bya pada
K tara man charan
Tai aks a naksh kana’nh
Watar kan bya pada
Tai taukan deedagan dara’nh
Tai lontan gonh sheeran’h kasan’h
Bya k tai mas tara chokee
Tai guhar tara dil a daree
Watar kan bya pada
K tho sak yad kahey
Watar kan bya pada
Kamoh tai deedara kanah
Tai amah nooren’h dema chara’nh
Taii ama malagani zaheer waran’h
Watar kan bya pada
Tai guharani cham gonh hona’h pooran’h
Tai masey dil gon’h bazagiyan oren’h
Bya k tai soorenh murada gendah
Bya k trooh tai dastha heni kanh
Watar kan bya pada
Tai baladah pa shedaha’nh
Tai kandag mey dila yan’h
TAi har gap amey dapayan’h
Watar kan bya pada
K dorha tai raha har roch charan
Yaqeen nabeeth tai begoyahi ey hal
Bya watar kan
Tai aks a charan
Tai taukan deedagan dara’nh
Tai malagani zaheer waran’h

Written by:Yasmeen Baloch
Come again
Come again
That i will see you
I will sketch your picture
Come again
That i will again love your smile
I will shine your lips with honey and milk
Come so that your  mother wants to kiss you
Come again
So that you are remembered too much
Come again,
I will see you a bit
I will see your that humble reflection
I am crazy still for your personality
COme again So that
Your sister’s eyes are filled with blood
Your mother’s heart is filled with pain
Come again that i am hopeful for your marriage
Come that your aunts will make your finger(mehndi rachana)
Come again so that
We are crazy for your personality
Your all talks lie in our hearts
Your every joke is remembered
Come again so that
All will see you
I don’t believe about your abduction
Come again that i will sketch your picture
Come again that
I will hold your talks to my heart
Crazy still for your personality!

The words from a mother and sister

Thank you !!

Thank y0u

Some how every person in this world and universe is called unknown unless he achieves great popularity.Every one who has opened his eyes in this world,so he dreams for popularity,one wants to be popular in business,one wants to be famous in his specialized arts or talents but what about my story??????
Something to be thought…
I was also a stranger,an unknown person,known only by those whom i had in my family but today i am not proud but i am too happy that too many people know my name and my talent.I am disgruntled that why my baloch nation has not supported me yet even though after telling them about my blogs myself but still no response.
How any today i am thankful tho those all friends who are my friends in my blog,who cheer me up by their comments,who make my day by their likes.I am so happy that today i am known by such sweet persons.Your love,care and humble friendship really mean a lot to me.May be you all could never know how much important you all are!!
Love all my friends Xoxo 🙂

How should i???

Eid:the day of joy
The day of  excellent wows
But how should i celebrate eid
Where my all bros are in sorrows

The brothers of mine are abducted
The kings of my land are martyred
How should i celebrate eid
where every house is destroyed

The tears of blood from my mothers eyes
The pain in the heart of my sisters that lies
How should i celebrate eid
when it is too difficult to take sighs

Everywhere all are crying
All are grieved and dying
How should i celebrate eid
When no one is here smiling

The flag of freedom or the gun of death
But they are struggling with a depth
How should i celebrate eid
when the lamp of my house is in painful length

The all memories of my bros
who are not now in this cause
How should i celebrate eid?
When he is not with me in close

The house of every baloch is jeopardized
The soul of all mothers are now died
Then how should i celebrate eid?
With out those who once lived!!

Awaran is eradicated
Panjgur is pressurized
How should i celebrate eid??
When Baluchistan is targeted??

Pray to Allah i do,with silence
Grant the all baolchs patience
But how should i celebrate eid??
When all are here patients

How should i celebrate eid??
How should i cheer??
When my land is in rain
How should i celebrate eid??
When the soil of Balochistan is in pain!!!!!!!

**Black day=EID DAY**

Written By:Yasmeen Baloch

Funny and honey too…

Here are some of the pics i took while cleaning and dusting my room because tomorrow is eid and i never clean my room till an occasion comes, i sweep it,clean it but not in a better way.So here are some pics …

These are my eid bengals


And my eid dress,,,BAlochi,,,
🙂  😉 😀   Thank you

5 October….Teacher’s Day

The great day…..Teacher’s day
After two days this day will come and regarding this special occasion our class has decided to have a party and speech contest too were some students will give speeches about teachers and education.
Commonly if we look up in dictionaries so Teacher is defined as :a person who teaches.but i oppose and i say a person who gives his precious time to his students,who put his all efforts in making a bright future,a person who changes the nights into days for making easy one topic in order to make the students understand easier,a person who always stands to support the week ones,to encourage the good ones,to praise the talented ones,to give hope to the creative students.
A teacher does his best to give the student the brightest and beautiful color in the entire world but unfortunately the students of 21st century are not mannerd well ,they misbehave with teachers but still teachers work hard as fathers and mothers to bring their child on the right track.
5 October that is known as “Teacher’s Day”in entire world will be celebrated after two days throughout the world between different people.
According to my points of view i think that will be very less to just pass a “Thanks”to the teachers who gave their whole lives to us without  thinking about his/her future.
we(students)are very selfish 🙂 because teachers do the all things to nurture one tree and they only want the”fruits” but we can’t do that single thing too.
The days will change in months,the months will change in years and years to centuries but the time will still be less to thank our teachers.
I just say i honor my teachers and i am very thankful to them that they made me what i am today!

The Creation of Teacher



The Good Lord was creating teachers. It was His sixth day of ‘overtime’ and He knew that this was a tremendous responsibility for teachers would touch the lives of so many impressionable young children. An angel appeared to Him and said, “You are taking a long time to figure this one out.”


“Yes,” said the Lord, ” but have you read the specs on this order?”




must stand above all students, yet be on their level
must be able to do 180 things not connected with the subject being taught
must run on coffee, coke and leftovers,
must communicate vital knowledge to all students daily and be right most of the time
must have more time for others than for herself/himself
must have a smile that can endure through pay cuts, problematic children, and worried parents
must go on teaching when parents question every move and others are not supportive
must have 6 pair of hands.


“Six pair of hands, ” said the angel, “that’s impossible”
“Well, ” said the Lord, ” it is not the hands that are the problem. It is the three pairs of eyes that are presenting the most difficulty!”


The angel looked incredulous, ” Three pairs of eyes…on a standard model?”


The Lord nodded His head, ” One pair can see a student for what he is and not what others have labeled him as. Another pair of eyes is in the back of the teacher’s head to see what should not be seen, but what must be known. The eyes in the front are only to look at the child as he/she ‘acts out’ in order to reflect, ” I understand and I still believe in you”,
without so much as saying a word to the child.”


“Lord, ” said the angel, ” this is a very large project and I think
you should work on it tomorrow”.


“I can’t,” said the Lord, ” for I have come very close to creating something much like Myself. I have one that comes to work when he/she is sick…..teaches a class of children that do not want to learn….has a special place in his/her heart for children who are not his/her own…..understands the struggles of those who have difficulty….never takes the students for granted…”


The angel looked closely at the model the Lord was creating.
“It is too soft-hearted, ” said the angel.


“Yes,” said the Lord, ” but also tough, You can not imagine what this teacher can endure or do, if necessary”.


“Can this teacher think?” asked the angel.


“Not only think,” said the Lord,. “but reason and compromise.”


The angel came closer to have a better look at the model and ran his finger
over the teacher’s cheek.


“Well, Lord, ” said the angel, your job looks fine but there is a leak. I told you that you were putting too much into this model.
You can not imagine the stress that will be placed upon the teacher.”


The Lord moved in closer and lifted the drop of moisture from the teacher’s cheek.
It shone and glistened in the light.


“It is not a leak,” He said, “It is a tear.”


“A tear? What is that?” asked the angel, “What is a tear for?”


The Lord replied with great thought, ” It is for the joy and pride of seeing a child accomplish even the smallest task. It is for the loneliness of children who have a hard time to fit in and it is for compassion for the feelings of their parents. It comes from the pain of not being able to reach some children and the disappointment those children feel in themselves. It comes often when a teacher has been with a class for a year and must say good-bye to those students
and get ready to welcome a new class.”

“My, ” said the angel, ” The tear thing is a great idea…You are a genius!!”
The Lord looked somber, “I didn’t put it there.”