My 128th Post: Hydians (People of Hyderabad)

Hyderabad nests people of different casts, race and nationality even but there is one thing in common which unites their attributes, their hospitality to the people who are living besides them or are our guests....people might seem rough and tough on the outside but they are soft hearted if you share an experience with them.....once a hydian likes and respects you, you would become the center of their world.....this city is a treasure chest filled with great friends who would do anything for you at any time of the day not because they want something in return, just because you spent time with them and shared a laugh or two....

People are usually seen fighting to be the first one to leave but here if you ask someone politely, that someone would stop each and everyone just to let you pass.....they are good by heart and they know how to love and respect others.....hydians simply help others just for the sake of a smile on that someone’s face.....call for help and people would line up at your service.....here people try not to lose a chance of providing a helping hand....a rickshaw would be seen pushed by some random biker, an old man’s cart being pushed by some random youngster despite his status, some kids in the street would be caught carrying groceries for a random lady or the least, some strangers shouting out to a biker to lift his stand.....hydians are the type who would stop their work to help you out and if required, would ask another hydian for advice just to get you the best results....

There are some who are the opposite of what is written here but they are in minority....if you haven’t had the best experience then your luck led you to the minority....give hydians another try and you would will to be a part of our world....hydians are not the best, but they are worth falling for....

My 125th Post: And Then There Were Four

There is a rule of this world, we come alone and we die alone...doesn't matter how many friends we make or relations we succeed, we leave them behind without giving them any right to our time of death...they hang around to see one's body getting laid deep down the ground and shed tears but that doesn't affects the one descended to a place from where there is no return....losing someone is not that easy as one thinks it might be....no matter how much you fight or hate someone, after that someone dies, the world crashes...maybe for a while but still the life gets sucked out of your body....no matter how strong one might be, it is not always easy to hold back....
 When we grow up, we find people in our life in different relations...some act as our parents, some as our siblings and others as friends or foes.....we just get attached to them with time....their little things matter to us and become a part of our daily routines....they become just like a computer program which is incomplete without certain steps....without these people, life seems to hit a pause and nothing seems right.....everything messes up and the mind gets trapped in a maze with walls surrounding each exit.....
I have been trying to write this post from the first day but didn't have the strength to type....honestly speaking, I still don't think am strong enough to pour my heart out in front of you all....usually my posts are my thoughts about things happening around us but this post is purely filled up with my feelings....I just want to write and I think it is fair for my sister that I publish this article online....though she didn't read my work, she always appreciated my efforts and boosted me to write and always had a hope served in a tray for me so that I don't feel as if losing once ends each and every efforts....
On the morning of 2nd April 2014, we the family of five lost one member and now are left with the number four....I lost my sister on that morning....she crashed in the hospital....to be honest with you all, am a different kind of a guy....I really don't understand the type of love I have for people and I really don't know whether I loved her or not and I can't evaluate that....I know that I wanted always to be there for her, I know I wanted to secure her future the best way I could and I know that though we fought always, I never could watch her getting her dose of injections....I don't know whether that is love or not but I do know that she was a part of my life and she would always be there in my heart....I know that her death has shaken me up and turned my insides upside down....I know I miss her fights and her stuff....if that is love then maybe I did love her...maybe that is why I can't stand near her grave without a tear in my eye and maybe that is why I can't talk about her with people and maybe that is why I just can't keep my eyes dry while writing this down....I am strong masha-Allah but still am a human....
There is a lot to share but I don't think I would be able to do that right now so maybe in time I might write something else but I don't think I would post it here....but before ending I would just share, she fought with me on the day of her death and that proved that she recognized me where as she wasn't recognizing anyone else....
Do pray for her soul to be accepted in Jannat and may Allah save her from the torments of Hell....do keep her in your prayers.....

My 122nd Post: I Will Be There

When the sun goes down

When your face grows a frown

I will be there

When you would turn around

When you would lose your ground

I will be there

No matter what

Today, tomorrow, whenever you call

I will be there, to catch you from your fall

At times, it gets really difficult to hold on to people and to be with them from day to night....feelings change, people change and even the situations change...there are multiple reasons due to which a rift might bridge a part two people and send them to different corners from where they wouldn't want to be around each other....sometimes it is a mutual decision but at others, one has to suffer while the other walks away....
There are people who never leave....though they might leave physically and break off each and every thread binding two people, they always remains tattooed in the heart....they are among the ones for whom a person would love to cross the limits just to light a smile upon their face...the ones who would never be forgotten and would own the rights of one's care....
People fight and people drift off but at times the heart keeps on saying to them that I will be there no matter what happens...no matter how tough things get or how far a part they are, the inner voice would always tell them that don't worry, the person owning the rights of this heart and voice would always be there for you no matter how deep you fall...this someone would always jump after you without thinking a thing or two....people are not always compatible with each other or they might start developing new feelings or adopt a different nature....reasons like these rot the relationship and leaves no other alternative rather than to end in respect....but some of these people are precious and no matter how hard you try, you always feel that you somehow care for them....you always feel the will to fight for their smile and still you don't want to be with them or aren't with them....
Well, I know there are some people in my life whom I still kinda care about and would always want to be there to hold them up when they take a fall....I am not only talking about someone I have been in love with in the sense of guy and girl thing but someone who means a lot to me....that someone might be a sister to me, a brother to me, a best friend, a special friend, someone special or someone from the past but I know the list of those someones whom I am going to be there for no matter how things turn out between us....so I would like to say that I will be there when you would need me, I will be there when you think you got no one to talk to and I will be there when you want a hand....there is no need for me to mention their names because simply reading this post would prompt the ones whom I am conveying this message to...

If there are people in your life who you feel are important to you or you think you would always be there for them, do tell them one way or another....show them that you mean it and make them count on you....make them realize that someone really cares for them...do it before the time runs out....if you find it hard telling them, then simply share my post with them and dedicate it to them...they will clearly understand your intentions and your motives.....

My 121st Post: The One

Fairy tales, t.v dramas and every other script which is based upon the concept of love, somehow ends with the same story that the guy and the girl finally are together...there is this image fed into the audience's mind that the hero was meant to fall in love with heroine and no matter how much they fought or didn't get along, they would finally be together...there are always differences between them but with time, the expected couple always would evolve into a one soul two body kind of image....I mean come on, does this really happen in real life? Is there someone there we don't notice but keep on avoiding or having arguments with but is the one we are going to end up with as if we are a part of some play and the cameras are pointed at us....every show airs that like Richard Castle and Kate Beckett from Castle or Ross and Rachel from Friends....both of these couples always fought but in the end, they got together because they were meant for each other....
The one....so in my case or in any of yours' case, there is someone we know and maybe encounter but that someone is in our life but maybe we are in a stage of ups and downs with that someone...so basically, for me, she is just around the corner and is in my play but we aren't together and won't get together until the time is right...can this be true...I mean the main lead in my play, the one who I am going to be with for the rest of my life is here in my life but I don't really see her that way or maybe she doesn't notices me as the one for her....I might have loved her once, but she didn't...then there might have been a time when she loved me but I didn't and so on so fore but we never confronted each other and moved on....then comes a time when we both would realise that there is no one else in this world meant for us rather than the one we are thinking of and we finally fall in love....
This can't be true...this is just like a fairytale come true...fairy tales don't come true but if they do, then these are really messed up but on the other hand there are mostly beautiful ones...if each one of these stories are properly traced down from the beginning of time till the end then Shakespeare's plays wouldn't even be known to the worst stages in this world....
I really don't know whether it is true or not but I do know for a fact that what so ever my story is or going to be, I really want to know or wait better, I really want it to be written down....the day am going to get together with that one, I would write down our whole story and maybe she was here all along but we never really knew...maybe the one is always around the corner and just waiting for the notion to play our part and get together....this gives a hope to look out for that one so if someone broke up with you, just means that the one who is really meant for you is around the corner just waiting for the cue....

My 119th Post: My Lady

When a guy grows up, a girl walks into his life without any invitation at times and remains not as a tenant but as the owner of his heart....he lets her be around him all the time and without her, he thinks he is simply incomplete and feels weak to face this world....that someone changes him and brings out someone whom the world had rarely seen....the perfect girl, though she might not be perfect for others but she is the jewel for that guy, the jewel which no one can value except him....
My lady, this seems a beautiful achievement in one's life and it is precious but the thing is that a jewel remains valuable until it gets praised by the world....this is the part where a guy falls behind and with time his lady feels that she is nothing but a trophy won and has earned a place upon his shelf....a lady ain't a trophy to place upon a shelf, she is to be cherished through out....
There are many girls who complain to their husbands that they don't have time for them or they don't care about them or stuff like they loved them before they were married and the love drowned after signing a piece of paper....mostly, they are wrong.....I am not defending those husbands because I believe that it is entirely their fault....a girl who left her house and her family to start a new one with a guy who once was a stranger, would want attention from him....she would want his time and his compliments.....loving someone and flirting etc is easier before marriage but continuing it afterwards is the main task in hand....guys mostly fall back in this situation...they have a thought in their minds that now that they have got the girl of their dreams, they need to concentrate upon their future so that his family may stand up strong....he isn't thinking wrong but the fault is in his balance.....when a husband comes home, his wife expects him to look at her and compliment over her dress maybe but mostly guys just change clothes and hit the sofa because they need a break and want to relax...
Ladies aren't tough to handle...little things are important for them...they make them happy and when their guy appreciates the effort, it is like a big achievement for them....instead of getting home from work and hitting shower, a guy can give his girl a hug and compliment upon maybe her dress or her hair or the flour upon her cheek....anything, it just shows that he notices and a girl wants nothing else just the thing that whom she exhausts herself for, notices her or not.....this is an era of mobiles and each and mostly everyone has one....when you were her boyfriend or fiance, there isn't any moment when you didn't message her and asked her what she was doing....after marrying, same can be done....it takes way too little effort....just show her that she is there in your mind....though she is there all the time but you need to show her that....just a simple way, tell her that you love her from time to time, that would fill her heart with butterflies...
I know I have compared a lady with materialistic things but my motive was positive...a lady is the most precious thing a guy can ask in his life time....she is the one who diverts him towards becoming a gentleman rather than turning into a beast....take care of her and make her view her as the centre piece of your life...if you achieve that, you would achieve a trailer of heaven upon this planet....
Even if you haven't met your lady yet, share this post with the ones who have that is if you like it and all :)

My 118th Post: Hilarious Life

One moment, I am sitting at my porch staring at the moon, just dreaming about my future...thinking about the best possible ways to get along and eventually getting my hopes high with the image in my mind that nothing is going to fall apart this time...nothing is going to stop me from achieving my dreams....nothing is going to leave my side, not this time....the next moment, I brush my jeans and move back in because life had something else coming for me....
Things don't really go the way we want them to...there is always something else stored for us in the back but we rarely come to know about it until it seems as if it were a joke...at times, it really feels as if we are the centre of a ring where life is our master and we are there just to please it....instead of getting rewards for our efforts, we are tricked into another act which follows the clouds of misery and sadness...it is just like one craving for water but instead gets plenty of food served....that someone wants a drink but no, life wants him/her to have food....
I don't know but life does sometimes seem to be a comedy act and it really seems that it is cruel and unfair but that is just our illusion....though at times we might think that we deserved something which someone else received, we are wrong.....the fact that we are humans, we look at things limiting the span of our future...we don't really think far because that isn't in our power....life knows what is good and what is bad for us....it knows when to serve us something and when to take away something....though the moment we might think that it was cruel and is playing jokes upon us but that is just our ignorance of the fact that nothing belongs to us more than our life and that makes it sure that life cares for us more than any human being alive....maybe that someone didn't get a drink because he/she would have started eating food after eliminating the thirst and that food might become a cause for his/her illness....
There is always a motive behind things.....though you didn't get something today, maybe you might get it tomorrow or maybe you would get something better....you would get what is better for you.....today's hurt might be a strong ally in the future...
Life really ain't hilarious much, though its ways are but that doesn't means that one should drown in the ideas composed by our high brain....so cheer up and look for the next sun rise to start all over again and search for the better option for our future....

My 117th Post: Random Words

It has been around two months since I came out with my last post....somehow I am unable to write....when I write, I just lose the sight of my path and then there I am, with my words hanging without an edge and I keep on removing that post from my published list....I really don't know why but somehow I believe that I can't write any more....it is like I have a major block in my head which is making me post nothing though there are so many things to write upon here....I have many topics waiting for my mind to put out in words but when I start writing, I end up watching some video or playing those stupid facebook games....it is just like I have a torch while walking down the path in a darkness filled valley but what I miss are the batteries for my torch...somehow the writing spree is hung up as that light from that valley....
I really do want to write but I don't know why I keep resisting....I do believe that I am not a bad writer but well I guess there is this voice in my back head which keeps telling me that you really don't have much readers and it simply means that my writing is way worse than many....that voice has conquered my will I suppose....somehow I have lost the battle with that voice but I want to prove it wrong and want to win this war...so what if it won the battle, the war is still for me to win...

Writing all this has really brought me up....well literally speaking then I did change my posture from lying down to sitting up but well I think this is working....there is this light I can see at the moment which is trying to tell me to find the path....it is telling me that I haven't diverted much...the path is still there and the light is vibrating...o sorry, that was my cell phone so I guess no light at all....
I really think I should write again....I really do love writing and I was an idiot for ignoring this beauty...now writing all this I really think I have missed my hands upon this keyboard and making sounds like tic tic tic....and the pain from typing is really amazing....I don't know if you guys are really reading this still and if reading, you guys are not having an image of a lunatic blogger but I will write....I guess my block ends with this post and from tomorrow onwards insha-Allah, I will blog properly once more....
Best of luck to me guys and please keep on motivating me with your comments and your views...thank you...

My 111th Post: Song 'Neele Neele Amber Per'

To be honest, I really don't have anything today which might interest me to write upon...waited the entire day for something to come up but my brain is dead...I guess, I need some sleep just to relax it a bit and would definitely write something tomorrow insha-Allah....
So instead of missing today's post, I just thought to upload this song from the movie Kalaakar (1983)...I am a fan of old movies but somehow I have missed this one...so I am unaware even of the cast which is by the way Sri Devi and Kunal Goswami (hail google)....would definitely see this movie sooner or later....
This song, Neele Neele Amber Per, has been on my play list from years now....it is a nice and a lovely track by the great Kishore Kumar.....it is not a deep lyrics kind of a song but is filled with love and passion....
I will end my words here and you guys play the video and enjoy the track....

Neele Neele amber par by Aamirlove73

My 106th Post:Do Men Really Hate Women?

Man has always relied upon women for his existence....he depends upon each and everyone of the ladies in his life for his success....it can be the positive or a negative impact of a women but in the end, a women is required for success...to start, men also needs a women to take his foot out in this world...so he is totally dependent upon that specie....still in the end, a lot are heard saying that they hate women and don't want them in their life....in the blood of frustration, they claim that there is no space for a woman in their life and they are better off without her....they put up this sign in their head that the love for the opposite gender just died after their worst experience with them and preach to the world that it is better to avoid them and stay aloof from them....
Well, is that really true? In the end, each and everyone winds up in a certain relation with another one....so saying that men hate women is just a statement to make them realise that how much we want them in our life and to which extent it hurts when they leave us one way or another.....we become spoilt kids and things turn grey....men do not hate women, they just hate the fact that in the end of the day they need their support to regain their energy to face the next day of this bitter life....we need a mother's lap in the end of the day for a peaceful nap, a sister's love and joy when we get back home and a lover's awaiting eyes....
It's just the frustration talking because man needs a woman to prosper....she provides him a reason to reach the stars and she is the first one in most cases to believe in his dreams...she always stays by his side in his good and in his bad just to support him when he falls....men really love women to an extent that most of the times, they overlook the mistakes and the silly wishes or better to say unreasonable requests by women....if men really hated women, till now, the world might had ended because of the stubbornness of the male specie....none of my forefathers might have existed so in the end, I might not be here typing this post...
When a person is hurt, he/she might blabber foolish words just like a drunk....if someone says that he hates women, he just might be hurt...I know some of you might think that he might just be gay but I would disagree because no matter what someones orientation is, this statement comprises each and every women in his life....no one can hate each and every women....so the hate for the whole specie is just impossible for someone to achieve....whenever you hear someone saying this, just realise that he needs comfort and is hurt by someone and needs a fresh start.....
Women really are a blessing in this life....it is a wonderful thing that care and love came in different forms.....

My 105th Post: My Lover's Killer

I killed her, I just killed her....No, I didn't but yes, I killed her! I didn't want her to die but, I killed her...she was all I had and I don't know her but I love her...I am all she has and I know she would have loved me too but no, that can't be possible...am just a monster and I just killed her....I wish, I just wish that her thoughts would have changed after all we went through but no, I killed her....that night could have been different...I could have asked her out like any other guy does when he likes a girl but we slipped....I slipped...
It was raining heavily and as always, me and the gang were out at Joe's for the night.....beers were coming and going and the night wasn't dying....we were just about to leave as a blond entered the bar....she was in her early 20's.....sleek body with curly hair tied back in a puff, all soaked up.....she was a beautiful girl....at first I thought it was the alcohol talking but when she came near the bar to ask for the phone, I could see her face clearly in the yellow light of the bar...she was beautiful and somehow, I just wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her that am going to be hers for ever....but well, she went to the back of the bar to make a call and I headed out through the front door....
I thought it ended there but how wrong I could have been, I never had imagined that....we were three friends but others were missing when I left the bar....suddenly one came running towards me and led me to the back of the bar....I was confused, couldn't understand what was happening.....I was running wildly after him and wasn't able to balance myself because that night, I was high enough to call myself the President of U.S....there were thoughts going around my head but none of them made any sense....
At the end of the trail, I saw her lying on the road....something had happened to her and she wasn't moving much....as I neared to examine her, she was crying....I got confused, couldn't concentrate on anything....then I saw my friend standing besides her, fixing his belt and tucking in his shirt....I was bewildered by his image....washed the rain off my face and looked at the girl once more....she was lying on the floor, her shirt loose and my friend pointing her to me....he was saying something that didn't I want her, so there she was for me to have....at first, I was all baffled and didn't understand what was happening....my other friend stood from the girl's side and pushed me down upon her.....they left me there alone with her and I don't know what happened, I just lost my self control and that girl saw a beast in me.....
After few hours, I was travelling with my friends somewhere...I didn't know what had happened next...they told me that they dumped that girl off at near by hospital and now it was time to move on.....I just went wild and beat the crap out of them....left their company and went back to the hospital....I searched for her and when I found her, she was unconscious....upon that, I was told that there wasn't any hope of her getting normal again....I enrolled my relation as her husband and because there was no one to claim her nor she had any id with her, I was allowed to take her back with me....
Last few months, I have been there for her day and night....I wasn't a bad guy, just got driven by the devil and his mind controlling water....cared for her as my angel.....took her to bed, changed her clothes, did what a real husband might do for his wife....she never spoke throughout that period, always laid in her bed looking at the ceiling....she was just a body in my house but still, she was mine and I cared for her more than anything I ever cared about....like a baby, I had to forcefully feed her...would tell her stories and stayed most of my time in her room, holding her hand.....I always cried at the night when ever that incident crossed my mind but those tears meant nothing to her...she didn't even feel my presence I think....she had lost her senses....
Yesterday, it was raining as it had been that night....I fell asleep while reading her a story....was dreaming about our life and kids and suddenly heard her screaming....first I thought I was dreaming but no, she really was back....she was screaming which meant she was back...my love, my Jane, she was back.....I woke up and held her in my arms....she cuddled me and then commanded to turn on the lights...it was the happiest day of my life till I turned on the lights....she, she just starred at me....there was nothing else....she went pale and looked at me....I smiled and as I went near, she dropped back in the bed....
I hurried downstairs and called the next door doctor....she came running in her pyjamas to my house and checked her....Jane was gone....the doc said that she is in a deep sleep and won't ever wake up....life drained out of my eyes and I fell upon my knees, sobbing till my eyes went dry....
Jane still lies in her bed and I know she won't ever get up, but I won't leave her...no, I won't ever leave her....one day my love is going to help her get back on her feet and one day, I would ask her to marry me and become the mother of my children.....one day she will wake up, one day she will forgive me and love me back..... just one day.....

My 104th Post: Relations

Every one of us might have studied enough chemistry to know what is bonding....well it is a long process so am not going to define it but just going to say that its main purpose is to join two or more than two atoms together....that same process, just with different rules and regulations, is applied between living things and is termed as relation....as bonding can be of different types, relations are also of various versions.....there are professional relations and personal relations so here I am going to just focus my writing upon the personal relations....
Personal relations require the connection of hearts.....when hearts combine or bond spiritually, a relationship is said to take place.....the problem occurs that it is easy to bond but difficult to maintain the connection....there are a lot of reasons due to which people separate and the most important one is the ignoring nature of human beings....they tend to ignore each and everything once they feel that they possess its authority....our mind drifts us towards the vision that what we own, would always be ours...no matter what happens, that something would pledge its alliance again and again....
When you have everything, you just become reckless and treating that something as a piece of trash after time....though some do take care of their possessions but sadly those are the ones who mostly get played with....there are a lot of things which go off track while in a relation....a person is just a human being walking on two legs and is supposed to fall while covering different paths....he is supposed to make mistakes because he ain't perfect but what one should do is to learn from the previous mistakes....if someone aces that then he/she will always continue the relation made but if fails, unfortunately would lose that someone....
It is really amusing when someone blames the other for not maintaining the relation properly when that first one didn't even care about you until the day you ended.....don't lie...sure one can have secrets but that doesn't means you lie....there are other ways as well...ignore the topic or be straightforward....maybe things would drift apart for a while but still you guys would be together....
Honestly, I don't know what I was going to state in this post but now it is just a gibberish post because of what's on my mind.....well I guess this is a part of my personal experience at the moment and in the end I would just like to say that if one can't be the right hand of a relation, then don't even dare to blame the other person.....you won't only kill the relation but upon that you are just going to destroy your image as well.....

My 91st Post: Prince Charming, Every Girl's Fantasy

"In the moonlight, he would come riding on a white horse galloping towards me...a handsome prince, who dreamt by many, would come and swift me off my feet and carry me away from my world towards his beautiful heaven....."

All thanks to Disney, most of the girls await their prince charming to come and steal them away from their little life and take them to their dream world where nothing else would reside except them and their love....from young age, when life still hasn't shown its true face to them, they start weaving dreams about that prince who would be perfect from each and every aspect....a prince who would devotedly love them and would stand against the world just to see them smiling....a prince who is wealthy enough that he has nothing else to do just to be there and spend time with them....

Stories like Cinderella, Snow White, Beauty and the Beast, all these tales revolve around the same things that a prince would one day arrive in the girl's life and would change her world completely.....a perfect someone who each and every girl would definitely receive and would live happily ever after with him....the young mind doesn't realises that that is what happens only in fairy tales not in real life....no one is perfect enough to give a girl that kind of life...no matter how much a guy tries, there would always lack something in him....even a prince in real life can not provide a girl with all this as he has other duties to look after....
There was a novel I read recently in which there was a girl who always dreamt of her prince charming and she married a prince the way she read in her stories....the only difference of her marriage was that the prince wasn't what she had imagined him to be...he was a nice guy but there were other things upon his mind besides only loving his wife...so there isn't any perfect prince charming any where not even in realistic tales....
Am not saying that a girl shouldn't dream about her prince charming....that is definitely not what I want as I believe when a girl believes in a prince charming, no matter how old she is, she is still innocent by heart and believes in dreams and that is a beautiful thing in a girl.....all am saying is that no one is perfect in this world and no one can be the perfect prince charming one wants.....there are always flaws in humans but they can be mended with respect and love....don't just dream about a prince charming but make one...a nice guy can become your prince charming so make him one, don't just expect to find a Disney's prince to come on a white horse and ask for your hand....surely it might be a white car these days but still you get my point I hope....

"For every girl, there is a prince charming just waiting for the right moment to arrive in your life and fly you towards your dreams....."

My 89th Post: Love After Marriage

I wonder how it would be to live suddenly with someone whom you may or may not have known but still you don't share feelings with that someone...that how someone feels after winding up in a wedlock with someone for whom there wasn't a feeling of love ever shared....the entire life changes from that moment on...you don't only have to care for what you always had to but there is a new person in your life whom you have to love no matter what, have to wake up each morning looking at his/her face....
This is just like going to a new school without the knowledge of anyone there....that is creepy but there we don't really have to love anyone to move on neither does anyone rely upon us....but in a marriage, the eyes of that someone follows our every move....both are in the state of adjusting to the other one and it is awkward for both....but what I am really trying to visualise is that how do two people, who are married without any kind of motive for each other, fall in love....is it because there ain't any other option for them or they develop a habit of being around that someone and then naturally just fall in love with time....
I don't know and most probably wouldn't ever know how it is to live with a stranger and fall in love with her because I intend to follow the path towards love marriage but still ain't sure about the future, anything can happen.....but what ever happens, I think arrange marriages are good too...it's an entirely different experience but eventually mostly everyone falls in love....how, not sure but I would just go with my theory that with time, people become habitual of their surroundings or the ones near them....with time, a husband starts caring for his wife as a bestowed duty upon him by the world and with care there are moments when there is a spark developed in between them which lightens up the relation and that care somehow, maybe magically, becomes love....love which makes a couple live and die together in this world with the image of each other in their eyes.....
The love which develops in the hearts of both man and woman is a blessing from the heaven....just think if that love didn't develop, it would be just two strangers living together under a roof in a single room without any feelings....life would be way too complicated for anyone to understand....a wife working day and night to look after her husband's family, would be just a duty and duties can also be performed by machines...the only difference would be that machines can't raise children and people can.....but, that isn't what happens....two strangers fall in love, never ending love...they may drift apart at times but still, love binds them together....the best gift of marriage, someone to be there to love you even when that someone was no one until you signed a sheet of paper and agreed to be legally wed.....

My 87th Post: The First Love

From the day we are born with the brain of our's, another organ leads our life...it takes over our every moment and gets attached to every sight we experience....we develop sentiments for things which we didn't even really pay attention to....our heart, that meddling devil, clings to everything but at times, it sticks so hard that it seems impossible to head on without that structure in our life.....the worst part is when this devil acts as a cupid and grabs on to a person specially for the first time.....
People say that it isn't possible to love more than once....or lets just say that it is believed that a person loves once and if he/she loves again then there is no purity in the heart.....I totally disagree....I have always believed that a person can love as many times as he/she find someone beautiful enough to pluck the strings of one's heart.....but yeah, first love is always the first love no matter how many times a person ties his/her heart with someone....
First love....well that is heavy for everyone....when ever someone is asked about that, the expressions change from normal to something outta this world....that single expression shows love, care, happiness and even unfortunately for most, sadness....it is kinda impossible to forget one's first love....no matter if that was the science teacher in 4th standard or the girl in the neighbouring class in grad 2....whom so ever he or she is, their image always remains in the heart....though maybe in the back of it but it remains there....
First love is just like an imprint upon one's thoughts....what ever next happens in life, the experience from that never leaves the mind....I am really confused of what to write here further....I know it is one beautiful thing to happen because it is the thing which makes a person realise that he/she has real feelings and ain't selfish only to care for oneself....that Cupid's arrow unclogs a reality of life but, the dreadful thing is that it is tough to let go....
Those feelings always remain attached and the worst happens when one isn't successful.....the irony here is that no matter how hurt a person is and what ever he/she utters, they really love that first one till the end....this is amongst the precious worldly love affairs that follows a person to his/her grave.....a person might be loving many but that first love, always has the key to the throne.....it is like the kingdom is built around that someone and even with the fall of time, that someone remains there and sought to never leave through the tiny doors of the heart as there are no good byes to the first one....
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My 81st Post: Black And White

Stand in front of a mirror and concentrate upon what you see....for most of you, there would be two eyes, one nose and one mouth which we call a normal face...but after you see that, your eyes would drift towards the complexion you are having....complexion....somehow the world stands still when it comes to that part of the face....every inch of concentration starts diverting over that and your image remains in the mirror for next half an hour till you are completely satisfied with what you have or know how to change it and make it better....
This complexion, the colour your breed is, became the reason of many fights over the history and still is a reason for degradation and difference amongst the society we are living in....what kind of a world is this where we want peace but a white can't proudly accept black or a black can't truely trust white....the rest of the colours are outcast....how can this world unite if this racism is passed on from generation to generation.....how can peace be blessed upon us if we can't stand the sight of someone of different colour or can't stand with them without moking their type?
It is true that these days the problems have reduced as the newer generations don't really care about cast, creed or colour but still the wars go on and daily thousands die due to their differences....this hatred have blackened the hearts of many and no matter how much someone tries to reeducate them, things are the same in their mind....I always wonder for example, Pakistan and India fought way back in history and so got seperated but that really doesn't means that we, the new generation continue that war....I don't disagree with my readers from either side that there were unfair acts but that are done....we can't just keep on raging the fire which once destroyed millions of homes, instead we can try to come to a peace point which might balance both nations and let each other breath their own free air.....in the same way, the difference in the colour is just the shade nothing else....that doesn't really describes a certain personality....it is not the colour which contibutes positively or negatively to this world, it is the person under that skin who chooses to create or destroy our world.....
Noone has a right to judge me upon the type of skin I wear.....I may be black, white or somewhere in between but that doesn't tells anyone what I think....the torture in the past by many due to colour difference is just outrageous and undefined...that nation can't stand in front of the world with that history and call them as the elite nation from the begining....those my friends were worst than barbarians and can never be titled as 'The Gentlemen'.....I don't know where this came from but somehow I was baring this thought in my heart....or maybe it is just because of the novel I have been reading recently which have really pinched my soul....
I hope things change and discrimination ends with the upcoming time....

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My 79th Post: Another Chance

This world is filled with people and the people are listed in the category of morons....I don't mean to offend any reader here so just hear me out first....people keep on commiting mistakes again and again...they can't make proper choices and be perfect....after failing they ask for another chance....now where is the logic in that? why would someone award a second chance....things could have been properly mapped out in the first place but the moran had to do a blunder...why? couldn't that someone be simply perfect like a machine? wasn't there a code of conduct taught to each and everyone, so why a mistake?
That moron my friends, is a human being and that poor soul is allowed to commit mistakes because there is nothing like perfect in its system....we make mistakes and learn from them but can't learn if we aren't awarded a second attempt....giving a second chance is essential no matter how wrong that someone was...maybe that someone really wants to clear the debt of guilt and maybe that someone really is willing to learn and straighten things and try to shape them back into a normal image....I agree that things done or said at times leave a permenent mark in life and can't be erased no matter how hard someone tries but still that image can be covered up with something pretty in the future....
It is known from centuries that the one who forgives is mightier than the one who asks for forgiveness...giving a second chance is just like forgiving the past mistake and giving a chance of reattempt....this is easily done in exams but not in life....in life people can't start off from scratch but they can edit it a bit....
Many of us deserve a second chance and the one's who you think don't, try not to judge them just give them a go if you can...that is all you can do to make things better....at times people break off just because they feel guilty to an extent that they shread into pieces and if by luck they are able to stand up and try again, they are hurled back by saying that they don't deserve it....I know it hurts when someone ruins the things in the first instance but it hurts more when that someone who wills to glue back things, realises that it is destroyed forever....so don't be cruel like them and try to put things behind...if there is a thought of getting hurt again, just forgive that someone and give a second chance but this time providing with a set of hard limits....
The one's who haven't tried for the appeal of another chance, do it quickly till you can....it would feel devastating once you get to know that time has slipped out of your grip and there isn't any form left to be filled for another attempt....
People do make mistakes and for that noone can call them a moran but the one who is habitual of stepping on the same wet floor again and again, moran is a small word in vocab to describe them....try to smile in life and with that also try to become the reason of someone else's smile....try not to let someone down but if you do, try to act quickly and tie the broken threads....
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My 76th Post: Suppressed Dreams

The day we are born, we start dreaming of different things with each step we take...some dreams are just our fantasies which are impossible to achieve like having the powers of Goku but other dreams make up the aim of our life...with each growing year, we mature through our thoughts and evaluate each and possible way of achieving them....sometimes we are successful in our motives and at others, we sit down with a frown upon our faces...some of us stand up again and keep on trying, while others stay behind and accept defeat....
There are two types of people...some who have a totally independence over making any decision which they think would help them out and others think they lead but in reality, they totally depend upon their parents or any other guardians....being the second type would really hurt because at times, dreams are modified in something which their guardian wants...so in simple words, their dream dies and start living someone's else's dream.....

When we are young, we are asked again and again that what we want to be when we grow up...that is the question on each and every person's mind who meets us for the first time...we tell different things with time but somehow our aim was always linked together, it just got more realistic with maturity....then comes our parents who tell us that we can become what ever we want but when we grow up, different questions arise and our dreams are mostly crushed because it is not a good career to to be a race car driver that is what we are told by our parents....the thought in my mind here is that if we really can't decide what to do, then why are we given the right to dream....I mean if we aren't capable to live our dream, then that is our loss but if the time comes to live the dream and with all the capabilities we are denied to follow what we had in mind for the past years of our life, then it is soul crushing....
If a person is allowed to dream, then he/she should have the right to follow it completely only with the set of guidance not the authority of changing it from head to toe....if someone is given a task and offered a reward in return, that someone should be awarded that reward when the task is fulfilled....giving a task is just like telling someone to dream and then when the requirements are check listed, then he/she should be allowed to head towards it....I don't know why people don't understand that when someone, for example, is given the permission to learn lets see a guitar and if he/she is successful then he/she can try to become a rockstar...that someone hangs on to the dream and would learn the guitar because the parents allowed him/her to follow the path they dream on...but when the task is completed and he/she is told that being a rockstar isn't the right thing to do, become a physicist instead and no matter what that child has to listen to the parents, the dream is thrashed and clings on the negative side of the brain.....that would hurt a lot because that child proved his/her capabilty but still couldn't continue that because he/she was told not to....
If that is how parents want things, then there is no need of letting the child dream because in the end the path would lead towards what the parents had already planned from the being....supporting a dream and planting the idea of stepping forward and then when the last step remains, pulling back the ladder would hurt the child badly....it is better not to dream if there is no sense of independence.....
If a parent wants the child to dream, then let him/her pursue it if it is the right thing to do and if there is some problem with that, then state it clearly in the beginning ..don't take time and rule out the decision when the child is just about to grab it....that would help both the child and your relation....
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My 72nd Post: The Disgust in Love

The post title might be suggesting that I am the type of a guy who would run away from love and the love stories...in other words, I might be completely an unromantic soul but that is not what I meant to implant in the readers' mind...I am a guy who accepts love and supports it as well but here I am stating the love developed by the 21st century generation....Yes, I am a part of that generation and no, I am not some 25 or 30 year old guy who is stepping into maturity now....I just ended my teens a year ago and this new type of love disgusted me then and disgusts me now...
There is this guy who likes this girl....he goes to her and tells her about his feelings...the girl feels the same and they are together....isn't that supposed to be it? I mean, they like each other, are in a relationship and if things go well, they might marry each other....through out that period of time, they greet each other as special friends but still maintain their limits....a simple and decent love story...what else is required here? I don't think there is a need of any type of spices here, it is perfect as it is but no, there are many who would shout out to the world, proving my insanity....
For me, getting in a relationship is just getting an approval and then with time trying to know that someone better so that the future might be perfect or well seen....on the other hand, for many after proposal comes the time of dating and stuff like that....these days, the life after marriage is same as the life during some relation, only the difference is that after marriage, you can become a father in front of the world....I am not saying that everybody has turned out like this but still there are many to be seen....
Getting physical with someone who is only a girlfriend, someone who is legally not a part of your life, is a shameless act....what if you two don't end up together and a day comes when your spouse finds out about your plays and all or what if you are a guy and you find out after marrying a girl that she was once one of your buddy's girlfriend and they were really into each other? Try thinking over this by standing at the end where it might hurt bad, the point where you get to suffer due to someone's guilt....what would happen to your male ego then? It would be thrashed and crushed....
Some of you might just agree to the part that being physical is not a good idea, that gift should be wrapped till the wedding but what about those private chats and dialogues....you love someone, you tell them...what is up with sending kisses and hugs to someone you have no connection with....I don't want to type inappropriate stuff here but some chats are disgusting and are just off limits....alright fine, sending a hug or a peck is kind of a way of showing continued interest and affection but that should be it...no need of digging into details and describing the scene by taking it away from romance to a porno...is that seriously some kind of love I am unaware of? I really don't think so...
Love should be enough pure that you would easily present it in front of your parents....it should not be the type where your father would have to bend his neck for his entire life....have you ever imagined what would happen if your chats are seen by your family? do you really think your parents would be proud of you and specially for girls, do you really think after viewing all that your brother would want to stand there for you? No, no one would....I said specially girls because no matter which society you are from, you are respected once and when there is a mark upon your forehead, it is never erased through out your life....
 Take care people and its my advise to all to love but in a manner that you would be able to maintain your old relations and wouldn't let anyone down specially your family....do comment your views and share it on....

My 70th Post: The City Hyderabad, Pakistan

When one is asked to write about his/her city, it mostly starts off with a phrase: "The City of Dreams". Can every city have that title tagged along in its description? I guess, it can. It is the city of dreams because the writer is mesmerized by its beauty and when he/she starts to describe it, the flawless beauty eves upon the screen of the readers.
'My city Hyderabad'. Somehow I have this proud feeling when I call it mine because I believe in the fact that no matter how rough it is around the edges, it still is a gold mine. I can't decide what is special in it, the people, the lights, the excitement or that beautiful sky above our heads. Everything seems to add up to the recipe for making it one of a kind.

With each new morning, the Hydrabadis set out with an aim to make a name of their city. From a honker who sells vegetables door to door, to a Wadera who sets his foot in his Prado and heads off to his lands. Each and every citizen residing in this average sized city works hard to make the city proud. If you think you are doing nothing, then you are mistaken. Each and everyone is playing his/her part. It just depends upon the kind of talent one has. From a craftsman to a footballer, each and everyone is important because when all stand together, they shape up Hyderabad.
The outsiders are well aware of our talents and that is why they rarely question us upon that. The thing I get questioned upon mostly is that Hyderabad has very few places to roam around and enjoy. I don't argue with them, instead I just wake up one morning and take them on a tour. Though it is impossible to mark each and every place, I still try my level best. From Shahi Bazar to Kacha Qila, the expressions are worth capturing. Their face brights up with each new road as if they were watching Indiana Jones. Through out the journey, there are different screen plays which would amuse them and with each new act, the love for the city would increase. As the night falls, I change my route from the hectic life of the city towards the party life. Places like La Moosh, Breeze Point or Subhan-Allah Restaurant are the toppings for the night.
For all the criticizers, I would just place a question that which city is perfect? Yes, I agree that there are sewage, electricity and road problems here in Hyderabad but everybody is trying his/her best to cope up with them and live in a better manner. If some Hyderabadi is complaining, it doesn't means that he/she hates the city instead it clearifies that someone wants answers from the government. I can bet if the local citizens are given the hold of this city, we can make it better over nights. This ain't the proud me speaking, it is the spirit in me, in a Hyderabadi which is waging this bet.
After reading this, if you still don't have what it takes to respect my city then my dear friend, we aren't in need for such a respect but still we would respect your city because we are Hyderabadis but over that, we are Pakistanis.
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My 68th Post: Forcing Ain't Respecting

The key to earn respect is by respecting others...you can't just go around people and hope to be respected....it requires hard work and if I continue with that statement, I would be completely wrong....being respected isn't tough...you just need to be the right person in the right situation...honor others and treat them nicely....that is it...a perfect recipe of earning respect...but, people have forgotten that....they think it is a game, tougher than the game of thrones...they think in order to earn respect, they need to have a game and play random tricks...trust me, that only fools a person but in the end the respect meter stays empty or in my case, it just falls behind the line...

Being strong and aggressive or powerful due to the job status, doesn't really earns anything instead it just plants a sense of fear in a person's heart which leads it to bow in front of that mighty one....that someone isn't respected, it is just seen as a duty by someone who fears him or her....in other cases, people think that by doing sweet talk and showering flowers upon someone would earn them respect...they are again the ones who have little knowledge...talking to someone sweetly is one thing but sweet talking to earn respect is foolishness....that doesn't really works because they kind of force people to act as if they did respect them and due to that, they hide their true feelings and sometimes they spit them out behind that someone's back...o there is one more kind which I may also fall into....the ones who are simply respected because of someone else....most of the people know me because they respect my parents and due to that, they find it as their duty to care for me and respect me as well....but I am truly aware of this fact and I accept it and maybe I don't misuse that...if I do, then I do a really bad thing because in a way I am not worthy of what I am getting...instead of being a jerk, I simply should be thankful for that....but there are people who take advantage of that and instead of realizing the real deal, they think they are loved....so to all of them I would like to make a wake up call.....
Be sweet, gentle and caring and try not to lie or hurt someone's feelings....lower down the attitude and imagine yourself as a nomal human being rather than a diva or something like that...just lower your shades and stand shoulder to shoulder with people...if someone follows these, then that someone would be respected from heart....doing great things doesn't only mean to invent internet or stuff like that...making a crying kid smile, is far most the greatest thing a person can do....being simple is great and great people are respected in each and every society....be great, not a poser as respect is earned, not taken....
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