maktub...

It is funny, when we feel happy or sad about things we never had....

I remember a fight in my childhood with my younger brothers,
We were having a discussion about buying a computer, the topic deviated to how much time each could get infront of it... and a small quarrel began. Afterall, the computer haven't been bought, and we were quarrelling about a future event, which ma never occur.

   In our lives, we too dream of how things would happen and act accordingly, we feel secure, by thinking about an event that may occur in the future and get desperate when we find it never occurred. The reason for desperation is because we missed something which was never ours in the first place...!!!

The way of survival is having hope. But, while hoping for good, we must be prepared for the worst... else, sometimes, what is written for us may hit so hard if we were expecting something what is not written for us...

Why don't we get addicted to studies..?!!

Addictions are not limited to drugs...
we could be addicted to people, things, games, social media etc etc...

It is only when we try to keep a distance from a thing that we come to know how deep we are attached to that. It is hard to keep away from things which we are addicted to...
Ramadan is a time, where we could try to restrict ourselves and to see how much we have control over our body and mind...

editing the life

At times, we wish to talk to someone who was close to us, but with whom we are having difficult times..
and we look at the dials of the phone and mechanically type the numbers, just to erase it and throw the phone back to the bed...

and we just think, how synchronous we were once and how when we took the phone to dial, we got a call or message at that instant..

Elementary

Today, in class i was looking at the board on which our teacher is deriving some equation.. (there is a heading Von karman momentum integral)... it was purely 'mathematical'.. i just searched for a 'number" all over the board... voila, i found a '2' used to 'square' a velocity term...

In childhood, i perceived maths as something which showed me wonders with numbers... in the kingdom of addition and multiplication i found enjoyment... while now, i look at mathematics as a dreadful nightmare... if this what is maths made of, if this was how it all was goin to an end.., somewhere i missed a point... i could just hope that the way i saw mahs would not be exactly the 'ideal mathematics', but something which humanity could live in harmony with...

Today morning, I was going through the news paper, just to know about what all things are happening around me. I could see bloodshed, sorrows, and wailings around the world... people making other people's lives miserable... i came to know that in my motherland, people fear to express their views.., they were getting killed for their way of life, they were dictated what they were supposed to eat, wear or walk with... they were forced to think in a certain way. I was looking at the largest democracy of the world, to find any of the great values proclaimed by others... and voila, i found nothing...

In childhood, at school, i was taught about freedom fighters, martyrs who struggled their whole life just to earn us what we now call freedom... they built a democratic nation, where they envisaged a rule of the people, by the people, for the people... and now, i am somewhat disillusioned that the rule is of 'THE' PEOPLE, by 'THE' PEOPLE and for 'THE' PEOPLE... i am in the middle of the puddle of hate speeches, intolerance and mob policing.., while the politicians eating the tax money (as well as the money they procure through corruption) paid by the common man shamelessly doing just the opposite of what they are supposed to do...

... :'(

Avale ishtamaanenn parayaan avalude aduth chennappolaanu aval mattoraale premikkukayaanenna vivaram avan ariyunnath. Aval premikkunnavan theerthum nirutharavaada-paramaaya swabhaavam ullavanaayittum avalodulla thante pranayam vishuddamaanemnu kaanikkaan avan avalude vivaahathinulla ellaa othaashakalum akamazhinj cheyth koduthu... vivaahathinu shesham thante theerumaanam thettaayirunnenn manassilaakkunnathinu pakaram avane premikkaathathinu avan thannodu pakaram veettiyathaanennaa ippo aval paranju nadakkunnath...

Hypocrisy

The world around revolves in a certain way... our Rizq is predetermined and what is for us will definitely come to us...
And how hard we strive, wish, or hope, what is not for us leaves us...

At times, we may get depressed about the course of events.., but when we look to it and think again, we could see that all those acts helped us to be what we are now.., and moreover, those things what happened to us would perhaps be the best thing to happen in such situations...

locked

It is a terrible situation to know that there is a place where we could get the answer for the question we seek, but we hesitate to take the decision to approach that place...

A friend, who wants to forget the memories of past where we are present... that is one of the saddest deals...

The run without passion

In the midst of a crowd,
I stood alone, sleepless
In between the joyous talks,
they never noticed my worries
and I, alone, without finding a friend

It was during those days of good friends
that I could rely upon
The storms I faced where just breeze
those days
But now, I just run away from the
storms of life...
away from realities

Nature

Judging

At times,
in our lives,
we start judging people,
whether they are just
acting infront of us
or are telling things with full
commitment to their words
we just find reason to doubt our friend
and just disbelieves what he had told us
with keeping reservations i our mind
the prejudice causing harm to
our relationships
and the words we spoke
because of the prejudice
destroying the corner stone
of our deep friendship

:(

sometimes,
we take a pen and stare at the paper so long and cannot write a word or think of something,
that we just scribble something and leave the place for fresh air
we find ourselves blank though our schedule seems to be busy

Darker way

The way we talk to people,
how much truthful we are,
is what we must expect in return

home again

At times, we are immersed in a life with sins and suddenly,
someone anonymous or a distant relative or just a stranger is met unexpectedly...
they talk to us of things which already we know, but while they are busy trying to inspire us, we will busy thinking about where did we go wrong and then we decide to make a change, a positive change towards good.
And then we think why we have been in the mud till that point, and turns back to our lord, with repentance, and a resolution never to turn back.

Sinful

Every now and then,
I get a chance to be good again...
but,
I simply destroys it by merely
moving back to the sinful days
I had been in to...
When I get a chance to do a good deed,
which comes in plenty in life,
I hesitate, and misses it
but when I get a chance to do a sin, which is rare
I just falls in to it... and regret for my choice...

what a bad day to die

You know,

this world is somewhat funny in some of its ways...

It lures us with baits...

tempting us to fall for it,

and we, at a point leap for it...

it is so good a trap that it

makes us FEEL the taste,

and suddenly we reach the obvious fall...

and now, we are hopeless for a while

then, we pick up slowly for a new life..

and there is our next bait, waiting with

better offers,

and we, who do not learn from our past,

go for our next great fall