ABOUT MY PROCESSED MIND (1st chapter)

After a Glorious start to this blog page and with hardly two or three published stories now i wonder what to write. am running out of ideas and i a'int so imaginative recently. May be am getting old. Or may be am not as awesom as i thought myself.

My life examined on a detailed basis, there is a lot of scope to write about how stupid a guy can be with the chaos attached. Anything and everything i touch from my very childhood turned out always to be chaos combined with stupidities. To rewind about those days. I Always dreamt of being the topper of class, being the best basket ball player, being able to dance well, being able to sing or to atleast do a speech well . Some or the other way  to impress the opposite gender. But how to get there and its only possible once you hard work. Oh please ME! I invented lazyness.

i was that chubby kid who could'nt do anything usefull my entire school life .my inner mind now confirm its not feelings its true.  My Entire School life had 8 annual days in 12 years which i could have performed something. But what to do me the scared lazy kid never could dance  but i always imagine self dance scenarios in the brain. There i even equalled dance maestro Hrithik in some steps.

I was a member in redhouse of the four sports houses in school. On a positive note 7th and 8th grade of school i could do some sports activities like football , basketball etc because we were a patched up team of all the loosers. Even my performance in the team felt like of messi or sometimes bolt . Now you guys can imagine how stupid the team was. And one good part the girl i had crush at that phase was in our house. So me being dressed in red jersey at those rare occasions of a match made me feel so special because i got to impress her . But that didnt last long 9th std as the new term begin . There were major swaps transferring all good strong and handsome guys of class being transferred to the Red house. Now i became the substitute of a substitute in the team ,also water boy to the main sprinters. So thats an END to my school sports life and show off oppurtunity to my crush.

And then i decided to be powerful. To have an identity to myself. So gloriously gave my name to contest in School Assistant Captain elections. Yes i decided this is my chance to prove. My best friend encouraged . To have the entire school vote for me i prepared a speech with fierce and might. The best person in my life who knew english crazy well was my cousin and she was in 11th. Took a day off and with her prepared a great speech to inspire the school. Learnt it in detail word by word, line by line. Finaly the campaign day . The day to deliver a great speech. My name was announced loud for speech. I walked up and got some claps on the way. But what was supposed to be inspirational made me forget things. After each clap i forgot each line of the speech . So finaly when i reached up i had no clue why i went up. And its first time in my life i saw a huge number of people front of me. In panic and trembling somehow i managed to tell. *Dear all please vote for me* . Not sure how i told that too. So the inspiration i thought will be able to give turned out to be my death bed . And the result day i gloriously won 7 votes loosing myself to the hero of school. He had around 115 votes. But luckily out of the 4 people who contested i became the second last from down.

Disastrous! But atleast i tried something. But why do you try something when you know its disastrous. But i didnt know it will be this disastrous and i tried. But why do you try to for something that will make your life disastrous. Its always a disaster. Then why so you exist . It just happens. Why do it happen. Its destined. Why its destiny. I dont know. Fine let me just run away from all these and just EAT.

I hope you all realise why am always FAT .

THE AMAZING FRIDAY'S

The Friday Lunch- Ummachi's(My mom's) Special Delicacies.

Do not wonder my people. To us the GCC ones. Fridays are so special. Being a Bachelor now its not at all same . But here this is a memory ride to my school times.

The special feeling start from Wednesday night itself. Ahh yes ! Tommorow is Thursday. Thursday Morning to School ,To wake up ain't so tough,  School journey with dad ain't so boring. Its Interesting. The classes ain't so boring. The time with friends are a bit more fun. If the final period happen to be PT or Computer Class. Its double happiness and then at home there is lunch with Dad ,Mom and my sister. We always have it together. It was a compulsory rule at home by dad. Lunch and Dinner -On Time and Together. Evening Tuiton days usualy goes slow during other days but thursdays it moves faster. Remembering friday there aint any tuition makes it more interesting. Next is the Weekend outing with parents, Its mostly to Carrefour or Some HyperMarket out here for Purchases of daily home needs. Dad treats me and sister with some chocolates and fizz drink as our wish(This is exclusive to thursday only) and then back home. The best part about thursday weekend again is the permission to stay back late at night. Watch TV to hearts fullness( Probably 12 or 12:30am),to Have dinner late and when in bed remembering the excitment of Fridays.

Friday!!- Wakes up happy. Dad helping Mom at kitchen. The smell of Biriyani Masala ,Mutton Curry, Prawns Roast, King fish fry ( its not all of them together but definitely one of them) but still the aroma was special. Then the friday prayers journey with dad. Sitting along his side. Mind full of peace and then (may be its the Shaytan's work )there is also thoughts the aroma of that lunch delicacy afternoon.

After that reaching home. Having lunch Hearty followed by some fruit or icecream delicacy along with TV and This is where my good friday ends.

The Taste of Tongue and Peace of mind at this particular phase of life is beyond any words to explain! . 

"If reading this creates a bit of genuine smile in your face my blog is a win" and kindly forgive my grammatical Errors.

THE UNBROKEN WARRIOR

She listened so carefully as i complained about my life, how it sucked and how hectic it was. All she did was a smile. A smile with a lot of inner beauty. Till today every time I ask about her life, she always smile. I taught like, it could be very happy and also awesom. I dint feel to ask in detail , as i felt like it will be a normal usual desi family life.

This note is about somebody whom I came across in my career life. she was somebody associated with a company here in dubai and was my customer. She was in her early 30s, chubby, looks not so great. More than her physical beauty, I was attracted to her presence. Somehow she was full of positivity. She always speak so happy and spreads that positive vibes across everybody around. Even if its a damn tensed day, talking to her really relaxed the frustrations. Since we "dubai dudes" stay away from parents, such people around are a great blessing. It dint take long, as I became her friend. She would call me at times to ask advices regarding some particular products from our company. With time I became a really good friend of her.she being so positive, I never bothered to check about her life, or how she is . From her way of interactions, i was under a impression she is a real happy person with lot of blessings around.

Most times now, its to her I share my frustrations.When I become moody, or about my ex stories, Basicaly she is somebody I can call up if one or other way to tell things. she would patiently listen to me, Suggest ways on how to overcome the situation and also relaxes me by her kind gesture. I usualy check about her husband , kids and parents etc. She had 2 kids and also tells about them always. She once said hers was a love marriage, and after that I always tease her telling that. she just smile to me when i did that. Her work timings were a bit hectic. she works 10 to 16 hours on daily basis for projects. I used to like wonder, and also tell in my mind. why does she work this way. hectic .hard. continous. Restless. I always scolded her for doing so. "Your husband and kids will be missing you right" She just replied with a smile for that too telling "i love to work da".

Days passed by, and one day she suddenly dissapeared from work. I was wondering what happened to her. Tried calling and messaging her, but she was missing. After a lot of efforts i got to know that she had been through an accident and was seriously ill at the hospital . It was some friends taking care of her. At first it dint occur to me. Then it was like. Why friends. What happened to her husband, kids?. It was a confusing time for me. The emphasis was more on she getting well. So i kept this questions pending in my heart. Finaly she was alright. She came back to work and we all were back to normal life. And time came I popped this question to her . And she smiled. I was like" no not smile. I need to know this. Why they dint come "?. I realy need to know . She smiled and replied. "Da my husband and i r divorced . He left me when i had my second son . My children are with my mother. They are not here. I am working to pay of some debts made by him and to take care of my children. I saw a small tear drop in her eye . But i wil fight and win this life alone. Cannot give up.

All those taughts i had about her regarding a happy family just vanished. I was dead silent and blank for sometime. I taught  "Between us, all those we meet daily which we believe to have a happy life.Are they happy. Is life what others show us?. I dont think so". My prayers for that lady who dint give up her life. She is fighting through her battles and i am sure she will win it . 

TOGETHER WE CONQUER

Not necessary that every thing we see around in our daily lives, which is beautiful and also attractive , give us inner peace of mind and heart. There are so many places i visited, so many people i met and so many things i did in life. Some of it turn out to be good, as it gave me inner peace of mind and happiness. but this particular incident is a bit different from all those, How its different? Well, its just that i dint take any effort for this to happen. Just like that, right in front of my eyes. It was purely accidental that i saw this and that too in front of my work place. It turned to be one of the very smallest but really beautiful sight of my life.

i was walking through "karama"- (A small sub town of Dubai) park side, Back to my car after work. Its usually very rushy during this time of the evening as everybody will be in hurry to get back to home and also metro was very close by. On the way, I noticed two siblings walking ahead of me. One might be age of 4 years and other almost 7 years. Their mom was walking ahead and this two kids following them. I noticed this little sisters as it was realy cute the way they walked . As we went ahead, the crowd slowly started increasing and as we reached front of the main market and bus stop area, the crowd and rush turned realy heavy. It was  a zebra cross,a bus stop, and also market place, all of this surrounded area and office leaving hours, In that sudden bust , the mom got a little ahead while these two siblings were stranded back in between the crowd. I was a bit behind them and i saw the elder one gettng panicked as she couldnt see the mom front of them, i saw that tensed and alone look in her eyes. She was starting to panic as both of them were alone in the middle of  a main street surrounded by a huge crowd of unknown people. It was a sad situation and i started to think, may be i should go ahead and help them and i began to speed my walking but again i was getting stranded not able to go ahead due to the rush.Then as i noticed and saw that beautiful sight, The younger girl with a smile caught the Elder ones hand. She caught it so tight that i saw the pain and frustrated face in the elder one slowly vanished. Her tensed eyes suddenly got converted to a smile and after looking each other with confidence, together they walked ahead, In the rush together without leaving each other's hand they walked, i saw that people which were two times huge as them made ways for them to walk, the cars stopped with ease in the zebra cross. They walked ahead and finally they saw their mom waiting at the end of the road.

All of us are not created equally in this world, What blessing i have in life, its not necessary that my sibling have the same. Same way what blessing they have in life,not necessary that i have it. Life is complicated. we never know how life will treat us. It might go real cruel and bad at times. Life will be challenging.  One thing i know for sure is , if we stay together with our family and siblings. There is nothing that we cant fight. instead of not being together , if this sisters decide to go separate ways to find their mom. The story would have been different and it would have gone complicated in ways we cant imagine. But they decided to stay together. fight together and find together. And in the togetherness i just have a small paragraph of cuteness. Together we win the battles of life.

They are kids, but they showed me life.