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Mini Pizzas


-Tomato Sauce
-Chicken and vegies
-Mushroom sauce
-Pita and cheese


Tomato paste 150gms
Onion 1 small, finely chopped
Garlic cloves 7-8 minced/chopped
Red chili flakes 1 tsp
Brown Sugar 2tbs
Salt a pinch
Dried oregano/ dried mixed herbs 1.5 tbsp

Saute garlic and onions in a tablespoon of oil till slughtly goldenish, then add in oregano and saute.
Add in the tomato paste and remaining ingredients and let it cook for a minute or two on medium flame.



Move on to the mushroom sauce now. Its easy least, yet utterly delicious with it creamy buttery, garlicy flavor!

Garlic cloves 4-5 chopped
Mushrooms half a tin chopped
Cream 400ml
Butter 2tbspoons
Salt and black pepper
White pepper
Saute garlic in butter and half a teaspoon of of oil till fragrant then add in mushrooms and saute. Then turn heat to low and stir in cream and season to taste.



Chicken breast piece 1, chopped to 1″ cubes
Tandoori masala half packet
Lemon juice 3tbs
Capsicum 1 julienne cut
Onions 3 medsium sized julienne
Tomatoes julienne
Marinate chicken in tandoori masala and lemon for ten minutes then put on medium flame with a tablespoon of oil and let cook till tender and dry. Stir in veggies.


Brush oil on the pita, flip over and spread sauce, top with chicken mixture, pour some mushroom sauce, and top with cheese, and sprinkle with oregano and in goes our pita pizzas to be cooked in my wannabe oven for four to five minutes each! And voilaaa!!!

Top with some extra sliced green chillies if you can’t stand food without any heat in it! ūüėÄūüĎć

And yeah even this little one can’t resist cheese :p



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Time Machine

Years from now,

I’ll be sitting on the balcony,
Sipping my mocha coffee,
Staring at the misty morn,
While the sun paces to dawn,
Looking down on the crowded streets,
Jam-packed, as far as eyes meet
People, like a swarm of bees,
Making their way through the day,
Busy with their routine chores,
While the kid in the playground scores,
A normal day, a normal sun,
A normal shopping, a normal run,

Through the blurry sky,
The misty breeze, all dry,
I look up and beyond the skies,
Wishing, after staring at the passerbys,
my eyes wet as I present my wish,
Scattered thoughts, on the memory dish,
Questions and questions, tangle my nerves,
Elusiveness and perplexion standing on the turfs,
Wondering how you’d be, and where?
Wondering whether my wishes you share?
Wishing you’d have succeeded and prospered,
Whether your ideas would be as honored?

A thousand miles away, on a night so clear,
You’d be leaning back in your office chair,
Eyes fixated at the glistening chandelier,
As the glass bottle tinkled, against the gold sphere,
Gently making melody, echoing through the room,
As you stare at it, while memories bloom,
Taking you down the bumpy road,
The path of stories untold
Remembering my face, my slight smile,
my eyes, my love, my presence by your side,
As the night fell, outside the window,
The sky shone with stars aligned in a row,
Tracing my name on the dark clouds,
You’d think of me, sighing out loud.

You shut your eyes,  and let memories flow,
Tiny pearls emerging from those eyes narrow,
Strolling gently through the hoops,
Untangling the nerves, forming loops,
Unaware and anxious to know,
How was I? What I went through?
Where and how I had been?
All this time that seems eternity
Seems like forever, an instance,
Without my mere perseverance,
You open your eyes and search the sky,
Wondering if all this was a nightmare, a lie?
If everything would be back how it was?
We’d relive our lives,¬† break nature’s laws?
My new morning, would be your end of day
How tormenting, we would be so far away
Timings would differ, But feelings coincide,
Everyday every night, we’d take the same ride,
Like a see saw; to make you escalate, I go down,
For me, you do the same without a frown,
Will we ever be on the same side of the lever?
Is it just me, or are you also a believer?
Will this ride ever be rusty, ever pause or truncate?
Will ever with each others smiles our lives illuminate?
Wondering if I’ll ever see you again,
Waiting for a sign and I’ll get on the plane
Fly all the way down to you,
You can hold close and never let go?

Sadly, the tragic truth forever breathes,
We’d never get back since we took our leaves,
Apprehensive you’d be, diffident I’d stay,
In our own tiny assumptions, spend each day,
Wishing wishes that would never come true,
With each others memories, we’ll get through.
I’ll search you in the morning breeze,
You’d look for me in the blooming trees,
I’ll breathe in and never exhale,
You’d¬† cut down the tree, keep it safe.

I’ll be sitting on the balcony,
Sipping my mocha coffee,
A thousand miles away, on a night so clear,
You’d be leaning back in your office chair,
I’ll occupy your mind,¬† while you live in mine,
Pulling facades, as our wet eyes shine.

And if he asks, tell him the stakes were too high,

Nevertheless, I crossed the path. Here I stand, breathing in the misery, yet content that I chose the right path. A few dark nights, yet no regrets at heart.

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Crashed Yet Crowned

When it all comes crashing down,

I’d still be wearing my crown

Head up high, not a frown on my face,

Veiling the pain, walking with grace

I am scared to let go, surely you’re aware,

Never would I abondon persistence, beware

I am a queen, if not the queen of hearts,

You’re my King, thrashing me into shards,

Up high I lived, never expected to fall,

Now here I am alone, a falling star,

Beware my king, beware of it all,

Even if I’m uncrowned, I’d take the fall

My crown would be broken and scratched,

I’d wear it with pride, like the day I hatched

Strong willed and hopeful, yet helpless I’d stand,

Fallen on the ground, helping me up, not a hand,

Yet, When it all comes crashing down,

I’d still be wearing my crown

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One Last Crime

Let this be my last goodbye 

Don’t be sad cause I’ll surely cry


Hold me close for the one last time

Let’s put an end to this rhyme


Never was it supposed to happen

Neither is it supposed to last


Let’s let go off while we’re ahead

Hearts will be crushed and tears shed 


Don’t let my watery eyes yet stop you

These tears are persistent like morning dew


With time they’ll wash away for sure

Till then lemme stay in this enclosure


Never get out, and never be seen

Never let my head get over our dream


I’ll put you in my heart, oh so close

While you can move on with the one you chose


Let me go and bury myself 

Like books on the top shelf


Lemme hide out under the grey skies

Let me grieve and mourn as time flies


I vow that I wont get over you

Never in a million years, that’s true


Holding you back is something I’ll never do

Go live your life, hon, pray let me go


It hurts, breaks my heart

To see her on your arm


Yet every now and then, every time

I try to portray I am but fine


Your happiness is all that matters

Though my heart it shatters


Hug me for the one last time

Let it be our very last crime

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Deja Vu

Got out of bed in the morning,

No doubt after a sleepless night,

Winning against my tears, one bloody fight

As insomniacs stay wide awake,

Fixed a smile, oh so fake,

As infants shut their eyes

Thinking they can’t be seen

Shut my eyes all night

Pretending to sleep.

Walked out to the kitchen,

And every step I took gave a deja vu feeling,

How I walked down the stairs,

There you stood, oh so appealing.

With open arms and a open heart,

Holding me close like a monument of art.

Filled a glass of water,

Hence, the memory splatter.

Reminded me of you,

How I offered you a glass

Touching your immaculate lips to it

Taking sips like a Greek god.

Drank it up and went to bed,

Tried to let lose the memory thread,

Put my head on a pillow,

For once wished to be shallow,

Reminded me of how I rested

Head in your lap, all protected

As you stroke my hair and pecked my eyes

As I lay there embracing the moment.

Cursed my life, and screamed into the pillow,

Wish I could scream louder, get rid of this abyss hollow,

My every moment is filled with you,

How can you think you can just go?

You’ll live here even when long gone,

Alone i’ll bear the destruction of the storm,

Can’t mould my heart, no lover no thorn.

Pray get this, Dear Oh Dear,

Losing you is all I fear,

End this misery, hold my hand,

In your kingdom, let my parachute land,

I’m a stray diver, destined to fall hard,

Catch me, love me like its still the start,

I’m a discarded postcard,

A useless piece of art,

Pick me up and put it on your pocket,

Take out all grief, with love stock it.

My smile’s like a lost fragrance,

Come closer and fill me with yours,

My life’s breaking, my body’s shaking,

Hold me babe, don’t let me go,

Hug me close, let the affection flow.

Let the deja vu, turn into reality

Let us have happiness, infinity.

I sont care and I won’t fear

Even if some other girl gives a stare

Cause I know in this heart,

You belong to me from the start. ‚̧

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Tired Eyes.

Her shedded tears have dried out,  her eyes are numb and swollen shit.
You tell her all will be fine,  do you yourself believe in it?

They are weary, they are tired,
Gloomy, what you once admired.

No, death isn’t scary, and heaven’s no where near,
Losing him again, is what exactly she fears.

Hold her hand, and tuck her in,
For even God has this phenomenon,
When the storm’s over, it ends,
When your eyes are tired of the rains,
Then comes light wind, brushing away your pains,

Let her sleep till this day ends, her eyes have beared enough.
Let them rest, for the miserable tomorrow is yet to come.

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Staying, and the prices you pay.

Girl you gotta make peace with what you chose,
You were never pushed into it, never forced
Keep your heart open, tell it tales,
Recall all the reasons that made you stay,
How he keeps your heart secure, makes you sway,
How he’s no none’s but yours, at the end of the day,

You chose to stay,
This is the price you pay,
The reward is fulfilling,
Though moments are killing,
You made promises,¬† you’re bound to keep,
As long as you aren’t taken for granted,
Bound by affection, bound by love
Not by some act, legislation or rule,

Remember all the pinks not the blues,
A look at him, and it burns your fuse,
Remember that smile that enlightens your life?
Remember how he desires to make you his wife?
Life is tough, elusive as ever,
Dreams don’t come true, be clever.
Know it in your heart, push it in your brain,
All that matters is the feelings, don’t strain.

The look in his eyes as u went up the stairs was no bluff,
Baby it made it all worth it, his deep love, isn’t it enough,
Looking at newborns, how he wants a daughter with you?
He wishes you to be his kids mom, that’s all thats of use.

I know it hurts, like salt on wounds,
Like through your skull, a bullet shoots,
Every moment gets harder than the former,
Don’t you worry girl, you’re way stronger,
Imagining your love in another’s arms,
Its hellish I know, not one easy task. 

This other girl is not outta love but duty,
Merely an act of humanity,
Gotta stand by his side,
Support him with might.

You are his zing, and he’s your muse,
you are his life, he’s afraid to lose,
He’s your man and you his girl,
Though there isn’t one but many swirls,
Know it in your heart, know your place,
As bad as it appears, but you’re one he won’t replace.

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Happily Never After.

She wanted love but all he wished for was success. She was afraid to fight or argue for her rights, his time, afraid that he might leave her; he did have many other options. Way prettier. Way more beautiful.
She was heartbroken and he grieved, eventually.
He was helpless, apprehensive that he won’t be able to keep her happy.
She never thought she was good enough, he concluded she deserved better.
She never moved on, and he could never be with her.
All she wanted was a promise, but he felt too guilty to make her wait.
Best friends forever,
Lovers at heart,
struck by lightening,
doomed fates,
never to be hitched to one another,
never to be happy.

Hence, Happily Never After.

Shan Foods: Khushiyan Chakh Lo!

Growing up with Shan Foods, with the scrumptious flavors embedded in our taste buds, the motherly values attached to each mouthful. Shan Foods has been an eminent, loyal family member, ever since one can remember.

From adolescence, to adulthood. From tiny specks of flavor, to full flesh meals. From candle light dinners to ‘khaandaan ki daawaten’ (family gatherings). From ‘bahu k hath ka khaana’ to ‘beta America main bhi haleem khudhi bana leta hai’. Illuminating our dining rooms with the tempting colors, filling them with spicy, unavoidable aromas.

It has not only helped women and men all over to make scrumptious meals, holding their necks up high but alongside has strengthened our bonds. Standing by loyally while tiny smiles erupted to room-filling laughs!

What was once just a spice mix, has become a family ritual. What was 3 decades¬†ago a trial pack has become a kitchen ‘must-have’. The spicy Sindhi Biryani has become a Sunday meal, the Shahi Haleem Mix bringing back traditional flavors to our tables. Shan Karahi has overtook ‘highway wali Karahi’ while the Pakora Mix has become a vital iftaar component!
Over the time it has found its way into the hearts of women not only in Pakistan but in various far off places. Making life easier, spicier and flavorful!

Shan Foods latest TVC has gone viral! It has touched hearts. Brought back memories, and penetrated into our soft spots. The tears in the younger brother’s eyes taking us all the way down memory lane, helping each one of us somehow relate, eventually making us realize that no matter how far away our loved ones may be, their presence can always be felt with the food we have, eminently by acquiring the same flavors as in their hands.
Way to go Shan Foods!
#khushiyanchakhlo #MakingDeliciousFoodIsEasierThanEver

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Let her make her own mistakes,
Go through hell, whatever it takes,

Let her try and let her fail,
Let her swim through, let her sail,

Let her drown in the ocean of sorrows,
Let her plan her own tomorrows,

Cause until she tries, she won’t learn,
Until she falls, nothing would she earn,

Until she’s broken, she would pursue,
Until they are crushed, dreams she’d sew,

Don’t push her to follow traditions,
Walk in her siblings patterns,

A unique being is every soul,
Roger that, let her roll.

When every being has a face of its own,
Do you wish to create a personality clone?

Boost her hopes, be by her side,
By her own rules, let her abide,

Manipulation is no key,
Let her fly, let her flee,

Cause if you try to turn her will,
You’d be nothing but the devil,

Do you wanna be her friend or foe,
Dear oh dear, choose wisely, bro.

‘I am Me and You are You’,
Stop manoeuvring, get a clue.

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When she is tiny, when she is naive,
She is taught to pull facades
Show she’s happy,¬† she is brave,
Initiating her charades,

She is taught to display elation,
A million false expressions,
Hiding away her emotions,
As they navigate her devotions,

When those tiny feet are taught to walk,
She is made into a beauty, no laughingstock,
She is taught to be kind and honest hence,
And what is he taught?  Mere arrogance?

When boys are taught bravery,
She is meant to practice slavery,
In that little pink dress,
Being played as a piece of chess,

While he gets all he wishes for,
She smiles quietly wishing on,
While he teases her and makes her cry,
No one sees the tears behind her smile

All through growing up,
She thinks it might stop,
Sewing dreams on an on,
But every plan flatly falls,

When he hurts her, Breaks her heart,
She’s patient, a piece of art.
Through those tiny little fights,
They grow up, unequal rights,

He, considering himself a King,
She, but a forgotten sting,
The time comes of betrothal,
She is ignored, he is vital,

Taught to remain quiet all through life,
Portrays no feelings all through the strive,
He goes on, marrying off as he pleases,
She, an unhappy bride, struggle increases.

In the lonely nights, when the moon is high,
She wishes for a son, as to save a life,
To save a daughter, to save a girl,
To have a boy than to destroy a precious pearl.

When he finally ruins her life,
Betraying his truthful wife,
Oh, how fair can this be?
She suffers while he flees?

In the dark days, when the sun’s too bright,
In the gloomy nights, when there isn’t any light,
She strolls down her memory lane,
All the compromises, sacrifices, all in vain?

What of all her loyalty? Her traits?
What of all the things she hates?
What of all the steps she took?
Raising kids than touching a book?

Those tiny hearts, no matter how naive,
Wouldn’t you rather make them brave?
Wouldn’t you rather teach boys honor?
Then make daugters hide away in horror?

Wouldn’t you rather curb his flaws?
Rather all her life, making her pull facades?
So, every time he hurts her, make her fight back,
Tell her she is a queen, a tit for tat.

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Cancer, f*** you.

Merely, our body fights one cancer cell everyday that might have turned into a tumour. That one cancer cell that his immune system couldn’t destroy, I wish it was in me rather than him.


Lucky are the tears that have a hand below to catch them before they even fall.
Lucky are the people who can forget and let go.

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Maybe, we can never be friends
We were never meant to be

Maybe, I am not that patient girl
I am like every other swirl

Maybe, I jinx my own life,
Cant win. Can’t strive,

Maybe, there are too many maybes
Can’t acquire opportunities, let alone seize.