LIFES BEATINGS

I lay awake at night searching for peace of mind, soul and heart. Trying to gather emotions to understand what went wrong. Trying to figure out how I came to this point in life. Trying to grasp at memories in the air of things I know that I will not ever have again. Trying to live life like an open book but yet always wanting to turn to the last page when the page I'm on ..I don't like.
Wondering where to go from here. Whether to start over in a place in which I am unfamiliar with or to stay where I am at. I fight with the things I have done wrong. I search for penance for the mistakes I have made... hoping someday I will come to understand that it was all a lesson in life and one I had to learn the hard way.
But as I now reach the final stage I question if the things I did were what I was meant to do. As I now pass from one realm to the next, I hope my passing will be quick and painless unlike my life ..slow and painful.
I stand at a fork in the road and to pray to choose the right path in which I shall carry this scared corpse of mine . Hoping to find peace and fearing for the pain of making my final decision. Searching for heaven and the pearly gates and running from the fires of hell. I only ask one thing in my passing.. please forgive me cruel world for I know not what I do!

Life Still Has A Meaning

If there is a future there is time for mending-

Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.

Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-

If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.

If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-

When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.

Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-

If there is time for praying there is time for healing.

So if through your window there is a new day breaking-

Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,

If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-

There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.

Karachi’s W-11 Minibus Decoration for Australian Tram
via www.melbourne2006.com.au

A team of W-11 vehicle decorators from Karachi will undertake a residency in Melbourne to transform a tram that will run a free service on the Melbourne City Circle tram route during Games time. A fleet of particularly vibrant mini-buses ply the Karachi route called W-11, characterised by stainless-steel panels, brightly coloured plastic collages, flashing light patterns, music beats and exuberant conductors. Karachi had a horse-drawn tram system till the 1930s, then a petrol-fuelled system until the 1970s. Could there be a W-11 tram, a vehicle travelling from Karachi to Melbourne? How would these Karachi vehicle decorators invoke the spirit of this transport? Vehicles of transport have long been celebrated in the Indus valley, adorned with elaborate decoration to keep good spirits with the journey.