Jab Tak Hai Jaan

Teri aankhon ki namkeen mastiyan
Teri hansi ki beparwaah gustakhiyaan
Teri zulfon ki leharaati angdaiyaan
Nahi bhoolunga main
Jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Tera haath se haath chhodna
Tera saayon se rukh modna
Tera palat ke phir na dekhna
Nahin maaf karunga main
Jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Baarishon mein bedhadak tere naachne se
Baat baat pe bewajah tere roothne se
Chhoti chhoti teri bachkani badmashiyon se
Mohabbat karunga main
Jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan..

Tere jhoothe kasme vaadon se
Tere jalte sulagte khwabon se
Teri be-raham duaaon se
Nafrat karunga main
Jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Splash of Life

I remember reading a research paper that said if an expecting mother indulges in music, art and literature, her child is more likely to be born with an appreciation for all that is good in life. Whether true or not, it sure does make sense. An unborn child has senses developed enough to hear what is going on in the world it will soon step into.

Try remembering your first day at Kindergarten, what was it that the teacher put before you? It was most likely an art supply, something with which you scribbled onto a piece of paper that your Mother later put up on the refrigerator. Your very first Art exhibition. Creating something gives one immense pride and self satisfaction. That is why it is wrong to try to stifle creativity. Children, from a young age, learn with the help of their senses and art is something that that stimulates the brain and accelerates the learning process.

There’s a great amount of freedom involved in creating a piece of art. In working with paints, crayons and pencils the child is exposed to a million different possibilities, this way they avoid falling into the control and the predictability, they liberate themselves from conformity from a very early age.

Then there is the fact that Art brings people closer, it blurs boundaries that might exist otherwise, a child would not know prejudice, and racial stereotypes if he is given a free reign over his own ideas.

Art is culture and experiencing culture is necessary for an open mind. By experiencing art, kids can share and reflect and learn something about the world they live in. It also encourages children to pay more attention to the physical space around them, they become more aware of their surroundings and the way of the world.

But it isn’t all technicalities. Art is important because it because it brings color to life, it shows children that there is more to this world than what they hear around them, what elders say. Life isn’t just black or white, the prism reflects all colors. Children view life differently, allow them to express themselves and they’ll show you a side of life you yourself have never seen.

It doesn’t cost much to let your child have a few art supplies. But what you’ll get in return would be more precious than anything else.

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed & Maryam Mirza

Cast away

Ab jeene ko jaane ko, na koi raasta 

 Tanhaaiyon se hoga, ab dil ka vaasta 

Hum khud hi khud ko, ab to kar denge laapata 

 And everything washes away with this subtle rain...

Denial

There are days when every thing is at peace; but when it becomes silent and dark every iota screams out the insanity the obscure oblivious truth; I guess I should just stop living in denial...



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Fallen Ring

There was a time

when stars lit our faces

and we danced to an unheard rhythym...

There was a time

when my heart raced

I breathe nervously

and came on my knees for you...

But now I play that song over again

and I consume the ache 

hide the tears

strong, smart and brave I am

yet am falling apart...

A lost smile

unsteady steps

in the darkness

the comfort

and a fallen ring

is all what is left... 

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

05/05/12

The easiest way to survive is by learning the best way to fake it...



But I am lost; and that is the truth...

The Anonymous

A BEYOND THE CANVAS STUDIO production 

“When your mind is actually out of you”



A film by Mohammad Huzaifa Akbar

D.O.P: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed ( follow his work onhttp://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed)

Staring (in order of appearance)
- Amin Shah Gilani
- Ahmed Raza Zafar
- Sarah Gilani
- Mohammad Huzaifa Akbar
- Vicky Zhuang Yi-Yin
- Hamza Ghaznavi
- Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Inspired by: Trevor Sands

Edited by: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed & Mohammad Huzaifa Akbar



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Tu kya jaane

Unki aadat hi hai woh toh,
Unki fitrat hi hai woh toh,
woh toh khelte hain
Khel ke phir tod dete hain...

It's the worst feeling in the world to love & hate someone all at the same time. And it's hard to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It's funny but stupid how you want everything & nothing at the same time. It's crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on, & when you want to move on but you're stuck right where you started. When feelings come and go & you can't decide what you want. When you have so many things to say but you don't know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is push them farther & farther away. It's so hard to think back to how things used to be & look at it now and realize that things are different & they may never be the same. You tell yourself it's not worth it, but if it really didn't matter, you wouldn't spend so much time thinking about it. But sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, they just can't love you back in the same way. & believe me, loving someone who can't love you back is way lonelier than being alone.

Ya toh tum hi mere dil ko patthar kar do jee
Tu Kya Jaane, Tu Kya Jaane
Tu bin dil bin jazbat allah jaane
Mere jee ki baat allah jaane... 
Mere jee ki baat tu kya jaane
Tu bin dil bin jazbat allah jaane... 

Club | House NYE 2012 - coverage by me (epicness)

An event by Glamourati Gold Agency

Club | House NYE 2012

Dj-ed by Dj Manifestio | Dj Vivid | Dj Talal & Zoi

Event videography & photography by: BTC STUDIOS - Ubaid Ullah Ahmed (http://facebook.com/ubaid.ullah.ahmed)


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0321-9990332
ubaid.ullah.ahmed@gmail.com


Track used: Koen - Miss You (Talal & Zoi Remix)

Tumblr

So I have been blogging, but on TUMBLR, somehow its picture quality is amazing

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14/12/11

When the probability of losing someone you adore increases, when you know its coming, if you're strong, you crack, then you break, then you shatter and no one's there to pick your scraps because scraps always have less value. This is how strong you are. Better be humble, soft, melt and dissolve when the heat is on so that no one finds traces of your remains.


- sara siddique

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Trailer - Window Pane

A project I was working on



When you are ready to let go of a painful memory and are ready tell your story...
What would you say? Would you tell the truth? Would you relive your past, mistake by mistake, regret by regret? Or you would paint a little magic on to the canvas, to ease your soul.
If the pictures of your life start to move to tell your story, who would you tell? Most importantly,Would you watch?

Staring: Sameer Rahmad & Aqib Zahid

Directed by: Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Story by: Schazeen Bukhari & Zara Mirza

Make up: Amber Azmat
Lights: Tazeen Hamid
Sound: Ayesha Nadeem


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27/11/11

Everything is good, so why does it make me stop writing ?

or is it that I have made photography my way of venting out my expressions

I miss you blog, I miss you bloggers

Why ?

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight. Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight. Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try. Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
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Just... How I was

"There's a fine line between love and hate. Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

I'm not asking to be liked. I've never yearned to be liked, nor am asking to be understood; I have never been that either. When I behaved that way, I felt her bed let go of her hand, hung up the phone and closed her door behind me, even I had difficulty liking me, understanding me. But it's just how I was. Just... How I was...."

- Extract from a book by Cecelia Ahern.