A sight of me

Normally, people have various hobbies and interests like driving, listening to music,going to gym and playing sports.however, i feel that my interest are a bit different than the most of the people.i am a animal lover and i love to spend time with them. Among all the animal my favorite animal is white tiger this is because of my experience of seeing one and meeting one through my friend Usama Farooq who took me to his farmhouse for this purpose. initially, i was a bit apprehensive and fearful of meeting white tigers due to their wild nature.however, when i met and saw white tiger in front of me i realized how precious that animal is and at the same time how beautiful can a creature can be. Seeing white tigers was a great experience and  got to learn some facts about white tigers which i would like to share with all animal lovers. for example, never bow in front of white tigers but stay upfront, never show your back to the white tigers and ever run in front of them. All this annoys white tiger and he might attack you as he gets distracted and thinks of you as something dangerous. Also, if white tiger is not in a good mood,it is advisable not to go near them one of the startling facts about white tigers is that they stay upfront even when you shoot them this is due to their strength God blessed them with.

After meeting white tigers,i was left amazed and awestruck at the same time. Due to this experience, i would advise all such animal lovers not to treat any creature with harshness but rather treating every animal with love and respect which it deserves the most.1 2 3 4


Feeling down? Saddle up!

DSC_0906I remember standing in middle of the ground right next to him as he let loose his new horse, Caesar. The majestical stallion ran wild and free with the sun shinning on his black coat that was trimmed to perfection. His canter formed a rhythm that seized my eyes and his mane bounced on his perfectly arched neck as he ran across the ground. His limitless energy and power made it look as though the ground would split under his hoofs. The divine creature had so much unused energy inside of him that he would kick, head buck and roll on the ground time and time again. Every time Caesar would rear, his muscles would become even more defined and I was standing there looking in awe. As we stood there he began charging towards us with full throttle, with his chest out and head high. Fear did not take over me yet I was paralyzed and had a rush and he was three feet away; still galloping towards us. It was when he was almost upon us that i budged and the magnificent stallion turned towards the gate and opened it by pushing the hook with his nozzle.

Although I was only 11 years old, I recognized his intelligence, splendor and power of the animal. Following him timage1o the stalls I reached his stable to realize that he knew exactly where he was supposed to go. I threw water over his steaming body to cool him down and then fed him leaves. As I did so, he nudged his face across my body in appreciation. Caesar was untamed in his ways yet so gentle.



This was the beginning of my fondness for horses and interest in horse riding. After riding in the very same ground for 5 years, spending hours at a time with these fine-looking animals and learning about and from them; I had chosen one for myself. Starbuck, my liver chestnut gelding taught me how to be in the moment and make the most of it. I fell in love with him when I first laid eyes on him. With the most proportional quarters, the white markings on his legs and mane he was just perfect. Always free spirited, filled with energy he moved with attitude. It was because of his rebellious personality I liked him even more and I took training him myself as a challenge. Horses are most definitely one of the most graceful and beautiful animals. They perceive us in a pure way, they are non judgmental, undistracted by words, appearance or our social standing. The beauty of a horse as a mans best friend is that you cant fool them. -Onaiza Usman


 A woman needs two animals – the horse of her dreams and a jackass to pay for it.  ~Author Unknown



Horse Riding Polo