She was water, yet she was flame. The moon that burned strong like the sun. From afar, she glowed like a pale melancholy. It was when I approached near, that I realized there was a glint in her eyes. It's people like her that are said to intoxicate on lookers. Beautiful, silent and strong.
-Aafreen Nazeera Siraj
Art of all kinds
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Fierce
Friday, June 10, 2016
Jon snow
Murder me in cold blood and leave me there to die. The snow shall pierce my soul and wake me into an endless half life.
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Smile
"What was the first thing you noticed about me?" she asked. "Your smile", he said.
It doesn't take much to put a smile on her face, but that wasn't what he wanted from her anymore. She was always the type of girl that treasured those little things in life. You didn't need to be rich and powerful, just thoughtful and loving. That was more than enough to fill her heart with warmth and joy. However, lately, her soul seemed to be crumbled and withered away by those ever so little yet constant disappointments. All she wanted to do was smile and be happy. But, how could she? When all that the world seemed to want from her was the contrary.
The danger of being that kind of person who is lifted up by simple things is that you can be destroyed by them as well. No one can see what's going on inside your mind. Only you can. That's the reason why you can't depend on anyone else to understand your feelings. Don't expect them to apologize or sympathize.
So if you've lost your smile , just hug yourself tight and tell yourself that everything's alright. Remember this when you spend your nights trembling in grief with a heart full of stone and your eyes are swollen from the river that you cried.
So if you've lost your smile , just hug yourself tight and tell yourself that everything's alright. Remember this when you spend your nights trembling in grief with a heart full of stone and your eyes are swollen from the river that you cried.
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Monday, February 22, 2016
Lost and Found
Am I lost? The buildings around me are like giants that roam the earth. So strange, yet so magnificent. The world has become a place that is so different. Everything is made by man, made by the strength that puts them together. It is no longer carefree like the wind. It does not grow freely like the grass across boundless earth. It is still beautiful... because now, it has more diversity. So many textures grasping onto time,onto millions of lives. So this is a message. A message that I would like to give to my ever changing soul... "I love the way I am, I love my fickle mind, and no matter how much changes, I can never be lost, because this is my home."
-Aafreen Nazeera Siraj
-Aafreen Nazeera Siraj
Friday, July 10, 2015
Shift over to Tumblr
Heyyy you guys, sorry I haven't posted for like a gazillion years. I post more often on my new Tumblr account. You can catch up with me there, just visit www.creativityreach.tumblr.com.
Don't forget to follow :)!
P.S. I'll probably post up my written work here from now on. I'll post up a link on tumblr anytime i do have something new on this blog . Thank you for being so patient with me! Love you guys :)!
Don't forget to follow :)!
P.S. I'll probably post up my written work here from now on. I'll post up a link on tumblr anytime i do have something new on this blog . Thank you for being so patient with me! Love you guys :)!
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Friday, May 1, 2015
Harlequin -flat character design
Heyyyy everybody! Check out my Harlequin! Inspired by those old 2d batman cartoons.
Monday, February 2, 2015
Typography&design layout for a magazine
Hey you guys:)! I made these magazine designs for a typography class that I took. They turned out pretty good so I thought I would share them with you. The assignment was to design two magazine pages .One page containing 5 products and their details with a "facts box " on the bottom. The second page had to have a celebrity's photograph with text surrounding her or text aligned according to the image. I used Adobe Photoshop as my tool to make the pages. Hope u like them :)!
Sunday, January 25, 2015
The Charity Cup
Hey guys,so some of my friends are conducting a charity football tournament to raise money for the orphans. I worked with the editing for this video.Please do share and help them give those children a better life.
Click here to watch the Promo video for the Charity Cup 2015
For more details visit their site :
Charity cup 2015
Click here to watch the Promo video for the Charity Cup 2015
For more details visit their site :
Charity cup 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Advice
The child sits unwillingly at the man's disposal. She wishes to go elsewhere, to have, once again, the comfort of her own uninterrupted world. She wriggles and whines in her seat. Yet she listens out of fear that if she does not give the impression of a careful ear, that she may never get what she yearns so deeply for. The peace and utter escape that she had come to know so well.
As the years passed, the same man, yet with fine lines slowly appearing at each movement of his lips and a few stray strands of aged silver hair, had the same child at his feet. Now she was a young woman, grown into a fine mind and finer habits. This time she sat calmly, absorbing each syllable of advice, tilting her head. Her eyes were shimmering and bent with respect with a hint of shame for what she once was.
After all, he spoke so eloquently, with precise and everlasting truth of the world. Like the wisdom of the centuries told through a single soul. It would make anyone wonder why such golden words were ever so unwillingly tolerated. That is why she sat there, at her fathers feet, begging the lord for mercy, wisdom, and for all the wonder that she could have been open to, if only she had not once been such a selfish child.
Life is precious, too precious to live with the everlasting regret of who we once were. But they say when death approaches, our lives are relived within our minds. Should we not think to put ourselves through twice the regret or should we remind ourselves that life is a miracle. We should be grateful to live it twice. That is what the father saw ,as his last few moments were spent with his little girl sitting at his feet. Smiling her bitter-sweet smile and blessing him with a beautiful last moment to relive.
As the years passed, the same man, yet with fine lines slowly appearing at each movement of his lips and a few stray strands of aged silver hair, had the same child at his feet. Now she was a young woman, grown into a fine mind and finer habits. This time she sat calmly, absorbing each syllable of advice, tilting her head. Her eyes were shimmering and bent with respect with a hint of shame for what she once was.
After all, he spoke so eloquently, with precise and everlasting truth of the world. Like the wisdom of the centuries told through a single soul. It would make anyone wonder why such golden words were ever so unwillingly tolerated. That is why she sat there, at her fathers feet, begging the lord for mercy, wisdom, and for all the wonder that she could have been open to, if only she had not once been such a selfish child.
Life is precious, too precious to live with the everlasting regret of who we once were. But they say when death approaches, our lives are relived within our minds. Should we not think to put ourselves through twice the regret or should we remind ourselves that life is a miracle. We should be grateful to live it twice. That is what the father saw ,as his last few moments were spent with his little girl sitting at his feet. Smiling her bitter-sweet smile and blessing him with a beautiful last moment to relive.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
A Fresh New Year
This year,is a brand new beginning .It's a chance to make memories all over again.Leave behind the mistakes of the past and make new mistakes in the future.That's what living is about :)!The mistakes we make are what get us through till the end.So let's make a scrapbook of the memories we make,because when we're old and start to forget things,we'll have a list of mistakes to look at that will only make us happy that we lived fully and happily. Have no regrets and have no worries!
A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL <3!
A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL <3!
Saturday, December 20, 2014
The polar star
She took a deep breath.Her eyes glistened with the moisture of those unspilled tears.The pebbles below were cold on her bare feet.She walked on in the darkness like a swan in a moonlit lake.Only one thing guided her.It was the constant star that twinkled with every beat of her heart.Her hair swayed along with the gentle beings around her.Their whispers calmed her,their several arms sheltered her until dusk.Yes,she walked on amongst them.The fair lady of the forest.Captured by the echo of the star beyond,she walked on.
Skin as pale as the moon,eyes as brown as the bark of her protectors,she walked.The ocean ahead sang the lullaby of peace.She approached fearlessly,soaking in every syllable,every sigh.Leaving behind the forest and walking towards the dwindling cliff,she spreads out her arms.Her lashes flutter as a tear rolls down her cheek.
Touched by the incandescent allure of the polar star,she paused,exhaling her hesitance.Her hands reached out to the star,for he shone so brightly,yet was alone.Such a phenomenon should only captivate,not dissipate,she thought.So with her long fingers she struck the massive moon.Instantaneously,a magical sparkle filled the darkened sky,filling it with several stars.Each with it's own magical glow supporting the constant star.making it the brightest of them all.He was now among friends,never to feel lonesome again.A true gift.
For a moment,just a moment,the polar star skipped a beat that her heart did not.She smiled,for in her heart,she knew,that she had left the world a better place.
-Aafreen Nazeera Siraj
Skin as pale as the moon,eyes as brown as the bark of her protectors,she walked.The ocean ahead sang the lullaby of peace.She approached fearlessly,soaking in every syllable,every sigh.Leaving behind the forest and walking towards the dwindling cliff,she spreads out her arms.Her lashes flutter as a tear rolls down her cheek.
Touched by the incandescent allure of the polar star,she paused,exhaling her hesitance.Her hands reached out to the star,for he shone so brightly,yet was alone.Such a phenomenon should only captivate,not dissipate,she thought.So with her long fingers she struck the massive moon.Instantaneously,a magical sparkle filled the darkened sky,filling it with several stars.Each with it's own magical glow supporting the constant star.making it the brightest of them all.He was now among friends,never to feel lonesome again.A true gift.
For a moment,just a moment,the polar star skipped a beat that her heart did not.She smiled,for in her heart,she knew,that she had left the world a better place.
-Aafreen Nazeera Siraj
Friday, November 28, 2014
Going for the Kill
You could say life is like a wisp. You could also say that it's like a touch that we make on the vast universe. Almost like a feather that lands on a surface, only to once again be blown away by the breeze.
What do we do in that miniscule parabola of time? We hunt. We ravage and rip our way like beasts driven by a frenzy of blood lust. Almost like the asteroids that bolt down to the earth,intent on burning a mark on the sand as a cigar would a sheet of paper,leaving the glowing embers to draw attention even after it's deed had been done.
We are here for the kill,and we spend our lives through an intense hunt.peering through tall grasses of opportunity,eyes wide with the pulsating excitement of the game. Magnificent like a Tigress, majestic like the Lion. Once the kill has been snared in our grasp,we sink in our claws and leave no room for any odontoid concavity. Devouring achievement till we are satisfied.
This fervid impact that we have on the universe is nevertheless the same wisp,touch, and feather.I have to say,we do enter the vespertide with such valiant grace.
- Afreen Nazeera Siraj
What do we do in that miniscule parabola of time? We hunt. We ravage and rip our way like beasts driven by a frenzy of blood lust. Almost like the asteroids that bolt down to the earth,intent on burning a mark on the sand as a cigar would a sheet of paper,leaving the glowing embers to draw attention even after it's deed had been done.
We are here for the kill,and we spend our lives through an intense hunt.peering through tall grasses of opportunity,eyes wide with the pulsating excitement of the game. Magnificent like a Tigress, majestic like the Lion. Once the kill has been snared in our grasp,we sink in our claws and leave no room for any odontoid concavity. Devouring achievement till we are satisfied.
This fervid impact that we have on the universe is nevertheless the same wisp,touch, and feather.I have to say,we do enter the vespertide with such valiant grace.
- Afreen Nazeera Siraj
Sunday, November 23, 2014
Sleep
Her eyes drooped, eyelids heavy with tire.For just a moment, the peace swallowed her whole.In that short eternity ,everything seemed right.No loose strings ,no unfinished business pending.The feeling of utter generosity of the mind to the soul ,when it decides to torment her not.As sweet as the summer dew rolling ever so quietly off the lush green leaf.The supple yawn of an infant as she prepares for slumber in the gentle arms of her mother.Such wonders does sleep provide that cannot be provided by any other.
Friday, November 14, 2014
First timer Photography!
Eeeeeeepppp! Hey guys!!! So surpriseee! Guess what ???? I've been wanting a camera for a really long time ,but they are just so expensive that I actually feel guilty for my desires.So I was online doing some surfing and I found out that you could buy lens' for your smart phone !!!!! I know right !?So aweeeeeeeeeeeesome! I ordered a set and it came with a clip to fasten the lens' on,and three lens [macro,wide,and fish eye (180 degrees) ].
I know y'all up on instagram clicking up a flurry of photos.If you love photography (and not just selfies ,but actual photography ) you should really invest in this .It's a whole lot cheaper than a professional camera and its way more portable too. Well i have to admit,nothing can ever be so great and not have drawbacks.You can't really adjust our zoom and focus much like a professional camera.So if you're using the macro lens ,you literally have to be touching the thing you are taking photo of. The fish eye lens is great ,but it covers up the corners of your screen,so you'll have to crop the top and bottom of your picture off.
Well enough said,now,this is what I did with the lens' :).I have to say,I'm a beginner ,not really much of a photographer.I know that some of these photos may not be that great but I absolutely loooved taking them :) Enjoyy !
I know y'all up on instagram clicking up a flurry of photos.If you love photography (and not just selfies ,but actual photography ) you should really invest in this .It's a whole lot cheaper than a professional camera and its way more portable too. Well i have to admit,nothing can ever be so great and not have drawbacks.You can't really adjust our zoom and focus much like a professional camera.So if you're using the macro lens ,you literally have to be touching the thing you are taking photo of. The fish eye lens is great ,but it covers up the corners of your screen,so you'll have to crop the top and bottom of your picture off.
Well enough said,now,this is what I did with the lens' :).I have to say,I'm a beginner ,not really much of a photographer.I know that some of these photos may not be that great but I absolutely loooved taking them :) Enjoyy !
This guy below kinda looks like a cranky slug.It's actually a leafs' stem.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
The Essence of a Citizen of the World
Our world today, is like an open field of diversities. There are so many wonderful ideas,beliefs,technologies,cultures,sciences,and traditions. So much, that education has adapted to these diversities to allow some sort of globalization. But in the rush to climb the ladder of success ,we have forgotten to look anywhere but up.
It is not selfish to love oneself ,but it is selfish not to love another. Look at all the destruction in the world. It is caused solely by the lack of love. We go to war,because we do not love the other enough to trust them. We kill,because we do not love enough to value another person's life. We hate,because we do not love enough to understand. We are corrupt,because we do not love enough to be generous and just. With so many diversities,it is dangerous to be void of an unbiased,unselfish love.
All forms of violence are born as a seed of thought. A seed that blossoms into a vicious tree that ultimately poisons the entire mind. It shades us with an evil darkness and it guards us from the showers of truth. Each fruit that it bears is an idea that it has nurtured to allow hatred to blind our conscience. Any dwindling ray of light that attempts to enlighten us is either swished away by its vast branches or absorbed by it's own deadly bark.
Everyone's greatest fear ,when broken down,is generated by the thought of being alone. Fear of going to a new school,fear of leaving,fear of losing someone,fear of standing up amongst a seated crowd,fear of the dark...fear of loneliness, and not having someone beside you to share those fears. Yet the only defense mechanism we have,is to destroy everyone around us. We push everyone down as we struggle to be better. We forget those who helped us as we gain strength and power. Conclusively, we lead ourselves to the very path we fear most. Even while we are engulfed in that fear,we make sure that no one can climb up to our level,because we fear that they may overcome us.
This diffidence is what prevents us from realizing that we must follow the basic instinct of a species. It is what brought us together into civilization. To be united as one. As Shakespeare wrote in his story,Macbeth,"Our fears do make us traitors",realization dawns. We are traitors to our own kind. By saying "our own kind", I do not mean only the human race,but all the creatures on the earth. We were all brought here by a single bacteria that mutated and evolved into various species.
Where would we be without the immense greenery that cleansed our lives?Or the ocean that kept us at balance,the sun that warms us ,and the atmosphere that protects us?It is hard to imagine the possibility of life without either one of them. This is because they all become one. They make our mother earth. Nature is a living lesson to us. It is the prophecy that lives within the ages. It is like a scream unheard to the ear but awakened in the mind if it were roused.
The one solution that brings together the massive change is not twisted or made of any deep controversy. We must only learn to cherish and accept our differences. We live in a world of vast histories. Some still uncertain. We faced tyranny and brought democracy. We faced injustice and joined hands against it. We fought wars to forge peace. But in truth, much effort was put into building what was easily solved by one utterly straightforward emotion.There are many orthodox believers and there are non-believers,there are different races,and numerous languages. Co-existence is brought about by this one emotion. It is the true essence that makes an unmistakable citizen of the world. It is what I thrive to do everyday of my life and what I remind people of when they have forgotten their ways. To take a deep breath,and understand what is right, to not hastily devour hatred . To simply learn to love.
-By Afreen Nazeera Siraj
It is not selfish to love oneself ,but it is selfish not to love another. Look at all the destruction in the world. It is caused solely by the lack of love. We go to war,because we do not love the other enough to trust them. We kill,because we do not love enough to value another person's life. We hate,because we do not love enough to understand. We are corrupt,because we do not love enough to be generous and just. With so many diversities,it is dangerous to be void of an unbiased,unselfish love.
All forms of violence are born as a seed of thought. A seed that blossoms into a vicious tree that ultimately poisons the entire mind. It shades us with an evil darkness and it guards us from the showers of truth. Each fruit that it bears is an idea that it has nurtured to allow hatred to blind our conscience. Any dwindling ray of light that attempts to enlighten us is either swished away by its vast branches or absorbed by it's own deadly bark.
Everyone's greatest fear ,when broken down,is generated by the thought of being alone. Fear of going to a new school,fear of leaving,fear of losing someone,fear of standing up amongst a seated crowd,fear of the dark...fear of loneliness, and not having someone beside you to share those fears. Yet the only defense mechanism we have,is to destroy everyone around us. We push everyone down as we struggle to be better. We forget those who helped us as we gain strength and power. Conclusively, we lead ourselves to the very path we fear most. Even while we are engulfed in that fear,we make sure that no one can climb up to our level,because we fear that they may overcome us.
This diffidence is what prevents us from realizing that we must follow the basic instinct of a species. It is what brought us together into civilization. To be united as one. As Shakespeare wrote in his story,Macbeth,"Our fears do make us traitors",realization dawns. We are traitors to our own kind. By saying "our own kind", I do not mean only the human race,but all the creatures on the earth. We were all brought here by a single bacteria that mutated and evolved into various species.
Where would we be without the immense greenery that cleansed our lives?Or the ocean that kept us at balance,the sun that warms us ,and the atmosphere that protects us?It is hard to imagine the possibility of life without either one of them. This is because they all become one. They make our mother earth. Nature is a living lesson to us. It is the prophecy that lives within the ages. It is like a scream unheard to the ear but awakened in the mind if it were roused.
The one solution that brings together the massive change is not twisted or made of any deep controversy. We must only learn to cherish and accept our differences. We live in a world of vast histories. Some still uncertain. We faced tyranny and brought democracy. We faced injustice and joined hands against it. We fought wars to forge peace. But in truth, much effort was put into building what was easily solved by one utterly straightforward emotion.There are many orthodox believers and there are non-believers,there are different races,and numerous languages. Co-existence is brought about by this one emotion. It is the true essence that makes an unmistakable citizen of the world. It is what I thrive to do everyday of my life and what I remind people of when they have forgotten their ways. To take a deep breath,and understand what is right, to not hastily devour hatred . To simply learn to love.
-By Afreen Nazeera Siraj
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Old posters,funny greetings,cute Digipaintings and more!!!!BABOOOOM!
Heyyyy ! Well I know I haven't been posting stuff much recently,and I feel really guilty,because making this blog was a huuuuugeee step for me. To think I'm just another commoner that never follows through is .....just sad guys...JUST SAD!:'(
So I've decided, that the best way to fill in some of that dead space I left in my blog while I withered away into a hole during my exams, is to start posting stuff on here when ever I have a tinge of inspiration (which I finally have time for now :) ).Trust me ,if you are a Pinterest addict like me,you'll understand that you almost ALWAYS have an inspiration .
So here goessss :)!
These are still some older things I made....like.....maybe 2 years ago..yeah...vintage ,I know. But bare with me y'all .I'll have new stuff for ya soon :)
Lets start with the Holiday Greetings:)
So I've decided, that the best way to fill in some of that dead space I left in my blog while I withered away into a hole during my exams, is to start posting stuff on here when ever I have a tinge of inspiration (which I finally have time for now :) ).Trust me ,if you are a Pinterest addict like me,you'll understand that you almost ALWAYS have an inspiration .
So here goessss :)!
These are still some older things I made....like.....maybe 2 years ago..yeah...vintage ,I know. But bare with me y'all .I'll have new stuff for ya soon :)
Lets start with the Holiday Greetings:)
A FANTABULOUS Magazine gotta have a Fantabulous cover Ain't it gals?
And KABLAM! Who ,in their right minds would miss out on a marvel movie?Especially a if humanoid was getting the lead role?!Here's an imitation of a POSSIBLE future DC movie...Shout out to ya DC Comics!
Om Gosh you guys!Imagine if you had a special printer that would print on literally anything!Wouldn't you go cray-cray with your ideas too ????? T-shirts Galore! Eeeeeep!
Hehehe..ok I admit itttt!Until recently I would get kinda creeped out if i had to think of holding a pet white rat in my hands.....but my friend got one and she plonked it into my hands....................and you know what,if you can get over the scary red eyes .they are just soooo adorable!
....This......I don't really know what made me make this with the picture of an orange peel.....but I did,and he's uber cute ain't he?
So that's this blog post come to an end :) Hope you guys liked it.I'll be backkkk ..So prepare yourselves!
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Loneliness
I believe that everyone's greatest fear is loneliness. That every other fear, when unfolded, has a center that demands the terror of being alone. But what of those times when you are not truely alone, yet you believe you are?
It could be the moment where a stalker is waiting to slash and tear at your neck while you so innocently and naively walk down a crooked lane, unaware of the eerie stillness of the world. Or it could be the moment where your painful tears are being spilt on the overly drenched pillow cover and your ears seemed to be overwhelmed with the deafening silence, while your dearest friend is unaware of your sorrows and distress.
Whatever may be the case, loneliness, is always a cry of pain and suffering. The word itself seems to touch a melancholy strain. Like a poison you so willingly take and feel as it delicately flows through your veins. Like a heartbeat that beats for the last time. A blade that slithers through flesh. A cloth that the burning iron must press.
-Afreen Nazeera Siraj
It could be the moment where a stalker is waiting to slash and tear at your neck while you so innocently and naively walk down a crooked lane, unaware of the eerie stillness of the world. Or it could be the moment where your painful tears are being spilt on the overly drenched pillow cover and your ears seemed to be overwhelmed with the deafening silence, while your dearest friend is unaware of your sorrows and distress.
Whatever may be the case, loneliness, is always a cry of pain and suffering. The word itself seems to touch a melancholy strain. Like a poison you so willingly take and feel as it delicately flows through your veins. Like a heartbeat that beats for the last time. A blade that slithers through flesh. A cloth that the burning iron must press.
-Afreen Nazeera Siraj
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