My 127th Post: Why No Posts

I haven't blogged in the past few weeks....I am busy but I always was busy...that ain't the reason of me not playing in the rain of my words...I love to write and I always have time for this...the only difference this time is that I wanted to be heard and to be read....any thoughts in my mind, I just wanted everyone to share them and to be a part of my world but these days, I don't want to be heard....I don't want to be read....and I don't want anyone to be a part of what I have because somehow I have just grown a degree of possessiveness about my thoughts, my dreams and my words.....
I know this all sounds rude to many of you but I like to be honest and I feel it as my duty to at least convey this bit to all those who miss my writing and my updates....there are few who keep telling me to write and to post here and I do respect their motivation and their care but I feel that I need time for me....time for some silence to take over my space so that I can savoir the moments I have spent...I just want to be silent for a while and play in my head with my words and I believe somehow they are just too personal to share....they are too sensitive to reveal and to mess with....I just believe they are just mine and mine alone....my mind isn't empty or blank, there is a lot going on upon the roads and under the bridges but I have closed all the exits just because I don't want anything to go out.....
I would insha-Allah write upon some topic real soon....there are a lot in my mind which I want to write upon...just a few more days till I stand up upon the stage and would scribble my words so they can be projected towards your screens....till then take care and thank you guys for being there.....

My 101st Post: Hunger

It is the month of Ramadan going around in the entire world...all the Muslims might be fasting during this month and keeping their stomach empty for hours and hours....this month is believed to bring blessings and motivates the followers from committing further sins....during a fast, there are certain rules and regulations to keep in mind and the most important one is not to eat or drink anything...
People might think that I am weak while fasting because this is the first month in all my years when I really am feeling lack of food in my stomach....it is somehow tough for me this year to keep up with the fast but still, Allah is supporting me to maintain my fasts and keep a hold upon my hunger....

The best part of feeling hungry for me is that in my entire life time, this is the first time when I have connected with the poor....Masha-Allah I have been brought up in a family where am blessed by Allah to keep me well fed and well dressed....He never made me go to bed without food and never made me shiver in the cold winds....I have always had a roof above my head and I thank Him from the depth of my heart....this year, while fasting, I am beginning to realise what it is to pass a day without food....though the fast is only for few hours, there are people who go hungry for days and nights....during these few hours, when I churned the desire for food, I started wondering that what would it be to be poor...how do people survive when they have nothing to eat or drink....it is really tough....the strength from the body starts deteriorating and everything seems to fade away with time....it feels as if I am going to collapse if I don't take a nibble....nothing seems to cool the mind off and each and everything seems tasty to the eyes.....
There are people in this world who have nothing to eat or drink....they work hard but still in the end sit with there heads in their laps without a bite to swallow....how would the ones feel who have their families to support but they can't even fulfil their own hunger....world is tough for them...on the other hand, there are people like you and me who are blessed with enough food to suppress our hunger and are blessed with enough drinks to flood our throats....we never really realised what would it be like without food and water....how would we ever survive....
Well, I thank Allah for giving me this chance of understanding the importance of food and making me aware about the blessings He has bestowed upon me and my family....if it weren't for this month of Ramadan, I might never had been thankful for all the food am provided with, from my heart....I would have just taken it for granted but insha-Allah from this day on, I would always respect food and keep in mind that how well am blessed....I intentionally wrote this post while fasting because I wanted to pour out my feelings when am being irritated by my hungry stomach...
May He bless us all and may each and everyone be thankful to Him.....

My 18th Post: An Itch

Just got my hands free to type....its really an amazing feeling when you fulfill the urge to itch....my eye wanted an appointment, but I kept ignoring it till the time it became furious....in consolation, I had to provide the same services for its neighboring eye.....now I can type but still, there is some quota left....
Getting an itch is such an odd feeling...it gets irritating when someone tries to ignore it and it feels as if the body was like a union that is when one part starts to itch and you ignore it, the rest join in and keep on buzzing till you sooth them all....at times it gets so much violent that the skin changes its colour and also at times, the hands seem to wear out....but still the scratching should continue....the time you end, it feels way too light as if now you can relax and breath again...
It really gets tough when we are at someplace formal and we should stand still...the body behaves as some mean bully and starts prompting out positions to scratch....it is impossible to scratch in front of the group you stand in but it also gets tough to control....so in the end, there is nothing you can concentrate on just keep on thinking ways to get it down with cause it just feels as if life was going to end and you are given a minute to do something good in order to get into heaven....
The human mind is weak....we can use our's to control someone sitting in front of us....like in this case, just start itching randomly....first one hand then a little pause and then another and so on....after few strokes, the person in front of you, if they notice you, would start itching as well....the harder you itch, the more they would....even my words can make you itch...but you are a strong minded reader and I don't think if I say that I am scratching my right hand and its relaxing but o wait my right foot needs my attention....now my right cheek is calling me...I can hear my right hand's nails rubbing upon my rugged beard and that pleasure I am getting is amazing....aww the best part is to scratch the belly....o sorry I got so mesmerized in my itches that I forgot you were here...so yes, that won't affect you....even if you feel the urge to scratch your left ear, you can just ignore it and move on with my post....it is easy to let that tickling ear bug you to rub it...just forget about it, don't worry your upper lip would also leave you alone......
I hope all this writing made you scratch cause trust me or not, my words did work on me...I am going to end here cause my nose needs me :).....
Tc and do comment....feel free to scratch cause that is the life :D

My 17th Post: Love

Was definitely out of topics, as people refer to it, a writer's block...but I had one only for the topics....so this was suggested by my friend and I thought why not, I mean it is one of the strongest topics ever....there is a lot to talk upon this, so just wanted to express Love in my format...
People always talk about love, but rarely seem to know it....there are unlucky ones who know what it is but never owned it....for me, love is a pure feeling from the heart...though the brain takes all the actions and decisions, I still believe, that is philosophically, like most that love comes from the depth of one's heart....
There are many types of this passion....love can be for one's nation, it can be in the care of a mother, the love for a man for his spouse or even the love for a kid for his bar of chocolate...the only difference is that some stay for long and others just vanish with the winds....love can't be owned, it is earned....you can't say I love someone and they should love you back...that ain't possible....if a mother loves her child, it ain't necessary that the child loves her the same way she does....it just depends upon the child's selection....maybe he loves his dad just cause the nature of his mom, no matter how much she loves him, is strict and his dad is soft.....that doesn't mean the mother should stop loving her son....she should continue no matter what cause that is the true ambition of love...
Love doesn't means to get something in return, it mainly is the devotion of oneself to other....no matter what the consequences are, love should never end...if doesn't ends, then it is the true feeling....even when someone gets angry upon someone who is close to him/her, it is just cause that someone was special and when someone is special, it always leads to one conclusion that love consides in the heart.....
The blessing of love, has no match and that is acknowledged not after loving a child or anything materialistic, it is achieved by loving the Creator of all....the one Who has the power to destroy everything within a glimpse of a second....loving Him more than anyone on this planet, is the true kind of love and that won't ever take us to a downfall or ever hurt us...
Tc all, do comment and keep on experiencing the sensation of love....