Global Fraud Shakeel Mahmood - Shakeel Ibne Ahmed Mahmood

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SHAKEEL MAHMOOD:I was watching TV and changing the channels and guess what happened? SPIDER MAN was going on and I started watching exactly at the same point where I stopped watching on that day. At last I could finish this movie watching. Thanks to Allah. He made it happen.
BLANKA:You are a stupid fool to thank God for stupid shit like this; you make me so unproud by these words when you have so many beautiful ones. Wow, "at last" you could finish it, do you know how stupid you sound?

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By Blanka

Mother, If You Could See Me Now
Mother,
If You could see me now
Could You figure out how
My smile, my shape, my gait, my brow
Have all gone down
Did they drown?
Am I unhappy?
Or was I once
Experiencing an ounce
Of what they call
Gladness, joy, happiness, escape
These feelings I cannot drape
Over my shoulders
Like a gilded cape
Am I the image that life raped?
Am I the one left all alone?
Heart torn up, mouth agape
And if they get me
(Already did)
Can I escape
Can I get rid
Of them around me
The [...] inside me
Mother,
If you have to
Will you hide me?
Should you, though
I know I can’t
She shall walk in her own damned cant
Should I treasure, hide and gleam
Or teach and push and squeal and steam
Am I the mother or the daughter?
What lessons learned from
One or other?
Can I be one and not another?

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