Sunday, September 24, 2006

Happy to be lonely



I always enjoy the fun of being lonely. Somehow concept of loneliness fascinates me. While you are alone you can do anything you like, you can sing in your dirty voice, nobody will bother, you can enjoy dancing on the floor, nobody will be there to say it is a prohibited activity, you can write anything, you can read anything of your choice including those titillating things :), you can watch your favorite channel without disturbance, you can talk your favorite things to your favorite people in a favorite way, you can clean your room without feeling shy, you can change your bedcover and pillow cover without feeling it to be a girlish thing, you can decorate your living room and keep the books aligned on a rack, you can clean your toilet, bathroom and kitchen without feeling it to be a job of someone else, you can listen to your favorite old songs, you can browse your favorite websites over the net, you can enter to a yahooroom and can chat dirty with people there (basaically I dont like it, used to do during early romance with internet in my first year only), you can read newspaper, hunt words, read blogs, watch movies dumped in your system without any disturbance and ultimately you can go outside and see different variety of people doing numerous things in a particular way. In your loneliness only you can think about your actions and improve yourself to be a better person, in your loneliness only you get time to think about your false actions, confession and regretting from Almighty.

Life in office is official life, life at home with family or spouse is family life, time we spend with friends is social life, when do we get personal life to improve ourselves, to think about the quality of life we are living in a whole week???.....its really very less for me (only during weekend and if nobody come to my house and partners are outside to some place for which I have no any inerest)......now I think I should derive out some more time for me......sometimes I really think to leave this disssatisfied world and turn to be a monk to lose somewhere in the caves of Himalayan range.....renunciation from the materialistic and lustful world.......wow!!! what a fascinating idea!!!!!.....but can I make it in my life???

Saturday, September 16, 2006

A Concern



It is slow but steady the pace by which Muslims (or Islam???) are getting synonymous (sorry, but it is true) with terrorist(ism). Whenever we heard of any blasts, hijakcks,killings, suicide bombers first of all everybody directly associate it to Muslims. The way political leaders, hollywood/bollywood movies, popular magazines, news channels and ultimately Moulanas (sorry again, but you guys are the most insane and important people to blame) are depicting Islam and eventually to Muslims; no wonder (and I am scared) if our next generation simply categorize us as a herd of bestial Morlocks.

Today Muslims dont have any authentic International (or atleast national) popular platform to claim their stand on different issues pertaining to Islam, they dont own any big news agency or magazines that is admired/appreciated or regarded as trustworthy all over the world, they dont have any significant contribution to any Industry, no technical expertise, no Literary activities, no strong hold in world class politics, no contribution to entertainment industry. If Muslims keep fighting with guns without changing their narrow view then the day is not far away when accroding to Darwin's famous "Survival of the fittest" theory Muslims may eliminate one day from the earth as they remain
unadaptable in the changing environment of the world.

Lack of team activity everywhere is clearly evident. Improper channelization of resources, greedy and fake intermediaries, internal jealousy and crab mentality is much more prominent in this community than any other. I know we have better (should I say far better, isn't??) individuals in every field but lack of team effort destroys everything. Result is that we are not serving the world by our talent in a useful manner and if we continue in the same manner then the day is not far away when Muslim will be the most useless bunch on the earth. No idea when our intellectuals will come up with some suitable idea to organize people and things efficiently. Only dreaming and singing past glory is of no use at all.

This is the time when Muslims should put all the guns down and help society to improve life by their contribution to education, philosophy, technology, business, communication and in so many other fields. We should understand the point that weapons can't do the things that a mere pen can do. Pen has amazing powers and when it mixed with trruth and real passion it can do wonders for a whole society.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

My Picks!!

Some interesting readings (will keep adding):

1. Laws of attraction - A Happy Pocket Full of Money by David Cameron

2. A nice collection of Poems - I liked this one most

3. My Aligarh by Qais

Sunday, September 10, 2006

An Interesting Journey

"Sair ker duniya ki e gafil zindaganee phir kahan
Zindaganee bhee rahee to naujawanee phir kahan"




Kashif was yawning at early morning when he realized that he is in the fast running Delhi bound Shiv-ganga express sitting-cum-laying in the half of the Side-lower berth sharing with his fast friend
Mobashshir. His body was aching with the pain and corner of eyes were completely filled with those green algae that has grown after sleeplessness of 48 hours. He just glanced over the floor of the train in front of him and found laying Ateeb in an uneasy way and then he found next to him Shiraz enjoying his night with that comfortable sound coming out of his nose constantly. He just wanted to leave his seat and tear this guy into pieces, breaking every bone in his body. Afterall this was the guy who made him to suffer in this way and put him in that situation.

Kashif just started remembering 6-7 hours back when he was enjoying Farhan's sister marriage in a grand ceremony in Kanpur. He enjoyed a nice sumptuous dinner with his friends' gang Mobashshir, Shiraz, Ateeb, Shameem, Junaid etc. He also got a confirmation from Shiraz that reservation has been confirmed and they are leaving tonight for Delhi via Prayagraj scheduled at 12:30 am in night. He was feeling more than happy to be a friend of Shiraz like person who cres fro him upto that extent. He just showed his gratitude to him and left the party at 10:30 pm with the promise of meeting at platform after 2 hours.

Kashif meet with them at 12:15 am when Prayagraj touched the platform and these cool guys entered into the train with their e-tickets to the correct coach. Kashif felt more happy when he found that the berths were already emptied and they have to make no fights in order to claim and get their seat. Just in a minute some hooligans came who started capturing Kashif's and his friends' seat. Kashif fought bravely and made them clear that these were our seats and nobody else can sit there. As soon as these
hooligans left a Surd family came and again started capturing same seats. Kashif again saw Shiraz who was looking confused and doubtful reading something on ticket. He found that Shiraz was showing something to Ateeb and then Ateeb declared that they were in wrong coach. He was suspicious about the event. At the moment they were getting down from the train Shiraz disclosed him that the date has been changed after 12:00 am and the train by which they were supposed to travel had already left 24 hours ago. Kashif was now in a baffling situation, he just wanted to kill this guy for whom some hours back he was full of gratitudes.



Situation has been completely changes now, Shiraz was as usual looking innocent and was regretting his mistake, Kashif was ranting badly over him when Ateeb interrupted and asked to think about the strategy. At that moment Kashif realized that one of his friend Mobashshir (Mooby) is also leaving for Delhi same night via another train - ShivGanga Express scheduled half an hour later. Shiraz ran to ticket counter to get 3 plain tickets for Delhi and Kashif ran to catch Mooby. Somehow they caught the train
and tried to bribe TT to get atleast one more extra berth but failed as there were no berth avaialble. Now, 4 persons were bound to sit on a berth and have to cover 7 hours journey. Now, Shiraz taken out his bedsheet from the bag, stretched that to floor in the middle of two lower berths and got dead for 5 hours. 2 hours later Ateeb also followed him and now it was Kashif whose every hair in the body was abusing to the snoring Shiraz while he himself was laying down at the shared berth. But, I should say Kashif was the only person who enjoyed the journey to the fullest without even taking a single nap all the night. He made his body aching to the highest degree and accumulated all his anger for the next morning.

Ummmm...no way.....I am not gonna tell you the second part of the story when these guys reached safely to the home :) in morning after this interesting jouney......