Ambreen Ahmad
Bio
I always loved writing; what started as writing diaries to writing poems...now I feel life has given me a chance to express my thoughts to everyone. Perhaps, my writing could touch the audience a life lesson in a positive way.
Stories (8/0)
Illusion VS Reality
While watching a tv show, my mind paused on words that were outrightly spoken by a superficial man for a disillusioned woman who had fallen in love with him, not knowing that he was a mere deceptive illusion of her mind. Each word insinuated satirically how she could fall in love with someone without knowing his past notorious reality.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Humans
Sway to the Beat
I feel life pulsating in me as I start running slowly on the track. In the dark of the night with no soul in sight, as my pace increases, I absorb the music; my mind starts blocking the dire and depressing thoughts that were built during the day. I spread my wings with every lapse I finish……I feel as if I am flying and escaping from the reality of life.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Beat
Time to Smile :)
As I sit, at this moment, in front of my bedroom window capturing the subtle struggle between sun and clouds; of who defeats the other to provide either sunshine or bleakness to the world below; a sudden warmth runs through my body. A strange feeling embodies my soul and a sudden smile lit on my face as I realize that is what life is about. Life is a tug of war between sunshine and rain: both aspects nourishing our souls with a mix of smiles and tears.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Motivation
What a Gal?
As I sit in my room, contemplating the events in my life; I clearly envision the one person who breathed life into my broken soul, who made me realise my potential and innate talents through continuous support, uplifting gestures and positive attitude. My mentor, my friend, my support, and a true gem: she was and still remains my motivation to achieve the best. Zarmina Shakeel, the principal for a school that I joined almost 18 years ago, saw in me what even I couldn’t see.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Motivation
Rising from Abuse
As I stood in front of the long antique mirror and scrutinized myself, I realized how the continuous mental, physical and emotional abuse by the person I loved had affected my whole being. I could not recognize the blank face that stared back at me. The once cheerful persona had withered into a scarred being; bringing along an endless journey of pain and turmoil.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Motivation
A Life-Changing Moment
“Stop it!” “Please, stop it!” “Stop hitting my mom!” Wailing and sobbing tearfully the 6 year old girl hoped her father and grand-father would listen to her cries. Holding on to her 3 year old sister she hurdled in the corner too afraid to move. But when she saw her mom who lay on the floor taking her father’s hits repeatedly, she swiftly got up and tried to come between her father’s punches and her mother. Suddenly, she was dragged to the corner when her grandfather abusively cornered her.
By Ambreen Ahmad4 years ago in Motivation
