Any chance my plane can be canceled??Maybe some natural calamity....or something else? Doesn't matter what as long as my flight gets canceled and i get to go on a different day.
I'm leaving today for India.Going back to college.And here I am fantasizing like a small kid hoping the flight gets canceled. Obviously what i am supposed to be doing is be prepared and excited for going back and getting started all over again. And what do i do??Sit on my bed with my bags all packed,ready to leave within an hour, writing my blog, sulking about going back and still wishing the flight gets canceled by some miracle. Yup. Very mature.
It ain't all that bad. Not really. It's just that the little kid in me doesn't want to leave family and go. We all have a little kid in us somewhere..maybe hidden but it's still there. No matter how old we grow we still want a place called home,someone to hug us and fuss over us. That's how we always feel. But then we realise that we are living in a cruel world where if the little kid shows up too prominently we are going to get nowhere. And with a little sigh we smooth our hair, straighten our shirts and put on a brave face and pretend to act all brave. To face the world and make a life of our own. Just so we can be that little kid when we go back home. That's life. And now i am practicing my brave face. Wish me luck.
With love
A.B
P.S I am still fantasizing.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
The invisible bond
Hey all you bloggers out there.Hope life is treating you as good as it's treating me.I have been doing so much stuff lately,studying and attending my mid-semester exams,celebrating diwali,shopping...etc. I am in Doha right now..my birthplace.Well since i have been here after a long time have been busy. But all this time something kept bugging me..it was like this constant alarm at the back of my mind,a constant thread that kept pulling me,telling me that something was missing. And then i realized what it was..or rather i should say WHO it was..Khansa.
It was like I knew her from the day i was born. Her mother and mine were good friends and neighbors. And my friend Khansa was born 3 months before me. We grew up together, played together, went to the same school and well shared almost everything together. And then my family moved to India. It was another new adventure for us. We made new friends, grew up in different environments. In these years we lost contact but still remembered each other. The constant alarm at the back of my mind would always remind me of her..whether in good times or bad. And then I came back and after all those years met her and I felt grateful to GOD for finally reuniting me with my long lost friend. Unfortunately time and distance had pulled us apart. We were still the same yet our friendship was different. But we couldn't stay that way forever. We got close caught up on all those years. And then we both got busy in our own worlds again. Before long it was time for me to pack and leave. I will be honest. I didn't stay in touch. I got busy with college. And then yesterday i met her again after a long time and it was the same. All the time spent apart and the distance didn't matter anymore.
That's just how it was after i moved away. We were both busy in our worlds. But we always remembered each other. Like an invisible bond pulling us together again. It has never been broken no matter what time zone we were in. And it never will be. No matter where I go and how many friends I make...at the end of the day it is her who matters to the most me. And it's her name that comes to my mind. She is like a sister from another mother. Always close to me no matter what. And it's gonna remain that way.
"When my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when i look at you
When the waves are flooding the shore
And I cant find my way home anymore
That's when I look at you"
With love,
A.B
It was like I knew her from the day i was born. Her mother and mine were good friends and neighbors. And my friend Khansa was born 3 months before me. We grew up together, played together, went to the same school and well shared almost everything together. And then my family moved to India. It was another new adventure for us. We made new friends, grew up in different environments. In these years we lost contact but still remembered each other. The constant alarm at the back of my mind would always remind me of her..whether in good times or bad. And then I came back and after all those years met her and I felt grateful to GOD for finally reuniting me with my long lost friend. Unfortunately time and distance had pulled us apart. We were still the same yet our friendship was different. But we couldn't stay that way forever. We got close caught up on all those years. And then we both got busy in our own worlds again. Before long it was time for me to pack and leave. I will be honest. I didn't stay in touch. I got busy with college. And then yesterday i met her again after a long time and it was the same. All the time spent apart and the distance didn't matter anymore.
That's just how it was after i moved away. We were both busy in our worlds. But we always remembered each other. Like an invisible bond pulling us together again. It has never been broken no matter what time zone we were in. And it never will be. No matter where I go and how many friends I make...at the end of the day it is her who matters to the most me. And it's her name that comes to my mind. She is like a sister from another mother. Always close to me no matter what. And it's gonna remain that way.
"When my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when i look at you
When the waves are flooding the shore
And I cant find my way home anymore
That's when I look at you"
With love,
A.B
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Here we go again...
Hello everybody sorry i was missing from the scene from quite some time.I'm finally home for the weekend and so getting some time to do all that extra stuff i always liked doing...i.e. spending the whole day on the internet.Haha
College has been a great adventure so far.Meeting new people,seeing a new environment and discovering new things in yourself you never knew you had!Its been great.But sometimes i miss all the solitude. I know it makes me sound like a loner but these are the times i get in touch with myself. Reflect back to the day's happenings and wonder whether i had taken the right decision in every little thing or not.Get in touch with the inner me..if you guys know what that means.
Speaking of which i was talking to my long-time friend the other day and we were discussing our Indian culture. That discussion slowly led to an argument which pretty much lasted throughout the whole conversation. You know like they say there are always three sides in an argument-your side,my side and the right side. Well actually there wasn't much of a side in it just two different opinions on the same topic. What we both agreed on that the western culture was having too much of an influence on our culture. All the harmony and peace was gone. A few people we knew weren't happen with what they were...what they were born as. And we did not like that. What I don't understand is why people do not accept and love themselves the way they are. Why be someone else?Be who you are, love yourself the way you are and only then will you see love all around you. But just because you see a few people around you this way it doesnt mean every single living thing is that way right?What we can do is hope. Close our eyes,fold our hands and pray to God.Pray for sense in this world.Pray for a stop to all the hate and the war.And for peace and harmony. Focus on the positive in this world and get rid of all the pessimism. Because you see there are going to be two sides to everything and they all come down to the basic thing-positive and negative. Be positive. Focus on the good things. Love and you will be loved. Smile people life isnt all that bad:)
Wow its amazing how writing good things and thinking good things will make you happy. It feels great to be back. See you all around
With love
A.B
College has been a great adventure so far.Meeting new people,seeing a new environment and discovering new things in yourself you never knew you had!Its been great.But sometimes i miss all the solitude. I know it makes me sound like a loner but these are the times i get in touch with myself. Reflect back to the day's happenings and wonder whether i had taken the right decision in every little thing or not.Get in touch with the inner me..if you guys know what that means.
Speaking of which i was talking to my long-time friend the other day and we were discussing our Indian culture. That discussion slowly led to an argument which pretty much lasted throughout the whole conversation. You know like they say there are always three sides in an argument-your side,my side and the right side. Well actually there wasn't much of a side in it just two different opinions on the same topic. What we both agreed on that the western culture was having too much of an influence on our culture. All the harmony and peace was gone. A few people we knew weren't happen with what they were...what they were born as. And we did not like that. What I don't understand is why people do not accept and love themselves the way they are. Why be someone else?Be who you are, love yourself the way you are and only then will you see love all around you. But just because you see a few people around you this way it doesnt mean every single living thing is that way right?What we can do is hope. Close our eyes,fold our hands and pray to God.Pray for sense in this world.Pray for a stop to all the hate and the war.And for peace and harmony. Focus on the positive in this world and get rid of all the pessimism. Because you see there are going to be two sides to everything and they all come down to the basic thing-positive and negative. Be positive. Focus on the good things. Love and you will be loved. Smile people life isnt all that bad:)
Wow its amazing how writing good things and thinking good things will make you happy. It feels great to be back. See you all around
With love
A.B
Monday, August 24, 2009
FooLs Theory..!!!
Remember the very old story of a fool who used his axe to cut the branch of the tree he was sitting..??
Well yeah many of you would remember it because its some thing to do with fools, and no body really likes to be termed as a FOOL...!!!
But have you thought about the things that you did once with immense amount of hard work or seriousness is today considered to be foolish..??? Ha..! others do not consider it foolish but you yourself consider it..!!!
I thought of analyzing the story of the fool a bit and then i thought every one on earth has done some foolish acts.
Now Mr.X climbed up a tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it when the branch was completely cut he fell down and cursed the tree for having him down and again climbed up and sat on another branch and started cutting again.. ( These kind of people are common among our neighborhood, who do a foolish thing and again continue doing the same acts again and again )
Retake the action, Mr.X climbed up the tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it he fell down and then thought for the reason why he fell and climbed up the tree again and sat at the beginning of the branch and started cutting it till the branch got cut and fell down.
( These kind of people exist the second most after the first ones, i would want to say almost half of the Indians residing out side are this kind)
Retake the action again, Mr.X climbed up the tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it he fell down but on the way down he caught hold of another branch and climbed up the tree and cut the other branches sitting at the beginning of those branches. ( These kind of people are really the ones who excel in life, although they do foolishness but are quick to react to what they have done, I would say Indians are very few in these kind, but yeah when you look at the world as a whole Indians in this category are fairly high )
At the beginning of the article i was too serious about it, now am laughing about the things i just inked here. Now if you feel the same, decide on the category of fools you belong to..
Ramadan Kareem..!!! Kullu amun anthum bi khair..!!!
T.R.K
Well yeah many of you would remember it because its some thing to do with fools, and no body really likes to be termed as a FOOL...!!!
But have you thought about the things that you did once with immense amount of hard work or seriousness is today considered to be foolish..??? Ha..! others do not consider it foolish but you yourself consider it..!!!
I thought of analyzing the story of the fool a bit and then i thought every one on earth has done some foolish acts.
Now Mr.X climbed up a tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it when the branch was completely cut he fell down and cursed the tree for having him down and again climbed up and sat on another branch and started cutting again.. ( These kind of people are common among our neighborhood, who do a foolish thing and again continue doing the same acts again and again )
Retake the action, Mr.X climbed up the tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it he fell down and then thought for the reason why he fell and climbed up the tree again and sat at the beginning of the branch and started cutting it till the branch got cut and fell down.
( These kind of people exist the second most after the first ones, i would want to say almost half of the Indians residing out side are this kind)
Retake the action again, Mr.X climbed up the tree with his newly bought axe, he sat on a big branch and started cutting it, at the end of it he fell down but on the way down he caught hold of another branch and climbed up the tree and cut the other branches sitting at the beginning of those branches. ( These kind of people are really the ones who excel in life, although they do foolishness but are quick to react to what they have done, I would say Indians are very few in these kind, but yeah when you look at the world as a whole Indians in this category are fairly high )
At the beginning of the article i was too serious about it, now am laughing about the things i just inked here. Now if you feel the same, decide on the category of fools you belong to..
Ramadan Kareem..!!! Kullu amun anthum bi khair..!!!
T.R.K
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