I am A Beggar !

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Sadness In Eyes !

Rain is a pleasant thing for people, In fact for me too ! A blessing and a much awaited blessing specially In our Areas.

Then what is the reason that after rain, everything seems so silent, so still and so sad ?

May be because people says there is sadness after every happiness and happiness after every sadness. I feel happy when it rains that is why I feel sad after it ? Don’t make much sense to me.

And weird sad things happen to me when it rains. This is weird ! May be because I feel sad from inside, I see only the sad side of things ! Yes after all I intend to be sad. Sadness gives me peace, to my mind and to my soul.

Same sadness that you see in eyes of a child who had nothing to eat all day and he keeps begging and get nothing but criticism and castigation. The same sadness that you see in the eyes of a Mother of 12 or more children or an ill husband waiting at home for the money she earns through begging . The same sadness that you feel on the face of a father who can not find a job and at the end of the day, starts begging because he don’t want to go empty handed in his house where many eyes are waiting for him. For him or for food ? No one knows.

Sadness may have many reasons but it has one face. The deep intense feeling when meets with silence, stillness and a somber sigh and appears in the form of a dim light in eyes, makes the face of sadness.

While having a drive with my family today , Instead of watching the happiness in their eyes I was busy in noticing the sadness in eyes of people outside. Whenever our car stops at a food place, Many poor children and women come rushing towards it. And If anyone of us give anything to one beggar, they all keep standing there without moving and keep asking !

Yes I can understand the irritation caused to my parents by this. But sometimes I can’t understand. Each time they say them to get away my hearts misses a beat. My mood swings to the sad one !

I tried to Imagine myself on their place today. Dirty hair, Ragged Filthy clothes , Bare feet and hands wide open , joined together ! Mouth saying words which I could never say in front of people and belly carving for food. Head heavy with the weakness. Shameful bent-down eyes and sadness……..

The feeling while watching other people sitting in cars, eating delicious food , wearing colorful clothes and talking with each other, Happy faces !

The feeling every time I spread out my hands to beg and every time I  was rejected with a sentence, a single word, a hand saying to move forward or just a finger or sometimes a mere movement of an eye-brow !

The feeling of rejection….. As If someone kicks on my face and move forward by putting a step over my corpse !

The feeling when people see me with greed, hunger, lust and dirt in eyes. Their eyes going through my body and tearing me apart. Their shameless smiles and cheap signs.

The feeling of embarrassment and humiliation…..I feel like the ground tears up and I jump inside hiding there forever !

My brother offered me an Ice-cream which I rejected to eat. I wasn’t able to tell him I am already eating one, Of ‘Reality’ ! It tastes ‘bitter’ !

I was trying to hide my tears from all of them so I closed my eyes . From the reality, From that horrible picture of me and from more people like I imagined myself and wasn’t even able to bear that mere imagination !

Why is reality always so tough ?

People with one leg or arm broken , blind , deaf, or diseased were still moving outside, begging ! And we think only we are ‘Humans‘ !!

A song in the voice of ‘Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan‘ was playing in the car……

ko’ii to hai jo nizaam-e-hastii chalaa rahaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
dikha’ii bhii jo na de nazar bhii jo aa rahaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(Someone is there who is managing the order of life
He is God, He is God, He is God
He is invisible still He can be seen
He is God, He is God, He is God)

nazar bhii rakhe sama’ateN bhii, vo jaan letaa hai niyyateN bhii
jo Khaana-e-laa-shauur meN jagmagaa rahaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(He keep eyes and ears too, He knows even the intentions
The one who is illuminated in our subconscious minds
He is God, He is God, He is God)

talaash us ko na kar butoN meN, vo hai badaltii hu’ii rutoN meN
jo din ko raat aur raat ko din banaa rahaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(Do not search for Him in the idols, He is in the changing seasons
The one who is changing day to night and night to day
He is God, He is God, He is God)

And My search For Allah continues……..Along with the words of the song. Would I be able to get Allah if I become a beggar one day, In front of people ? Would that pain be enough to led me to you ?

You say you don’t see the filthiness of body. You see the heart, the soul. Then why we make our hearts and souls filthy and our bodies decorated and clean ?

I don’t have the answers. I want to experience the answers. I am a beggar, I beg you ! I beg you and only you I spread my hands only In front of you. Lead me towards yourself ! Aye Allah…………………….

That Scary Day When They All Were Killed Brutally………! ;)

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They were all horrified and scared….Of the future !

Every body seems to be in a hurry. They were building underground camps and vast food storage places. They were building shields to protect themselves. Every body was working hard even women and children were up and working like men. Meetings were being held in the Assemblies and on the top levels and every body was in search of better plans to fight. They were collecting related weapons. A great hustle could be seen among them.

With the effort of a few days , abundant food for almost a month was stored in the food storage places and all of the people were moved in the underground camps. There were few soldiers who were on duty outside the camps in case of any emergency. The high level authorities were encouraging their people , cheering them up and upraising them to stop worrying and wish for all the best. But every one knew in his heart, something bad is going to happen soon………….!

They still remember the day when it started raining suddenly, but they were astonished to see that the color of rain was black and it was not liquid, it was powder. That powder was so dangerous. The powder made people unconscious as it touched them. Some were killed too because of staying unconscious for too long. It started raining for 5 mins and these five minutes were like hell to them. Their loved ones were effected badly and many of them were died. One fourth of their total population was lost. They were crying on their losses . High authorities were pressurized for not having strong enough defense system .

Everything was improved after that horrible day to stay safe from any future rain of this type.

Then It started raining again one day, But the color of powder was white this time. It was not as powerful as the black one but it effected the people badly too. People were anyhow satisfied that their preparations are enough now to fight against it. They were considering themselves safe.

Then there was that black scary day when it started raining at the morning and it was water this time, But the temperature of water was extreme high. It was boiling. It burnt everyone it touched. People were running here and there to protect themselves but there was no way. They were watching their loved ones die in front of their eyes but they couldn’t do anything. They were striving to save their lives. Half of their population was dead due to this rain.

It was after this rain , they made all these preparations. According to the high authorities they were all safe now and there wasn’t any chance of getting anyone hurt again. They were satisfied by their defense System and preparations. Two weeks were passed peacefully when this dreadful day came………..

The morning was a bit red that day. They were hearing some rush and noises , their was no peace like the other mornings. Their hearts were drumming in their ears while they were praying for their safety. But it looks like their prayers were not accepted…..

A splash of Boiling water came and it started raining heavily again. The pressure of water was much more this time and the temperature was much more higher than the previous time. It was coming with a very high speed and intensity. People rushed towards their camps . The water killed all the people who were out on the streets and then it started destroying their storage areas and flowing towards their camps. They were considering themselves safe inside the camps but soon they realized they were wrong. The flow of water was so thick and fast that it ruined everything coming in its way either it is the strong defense system or the underground camps. Soon all people inside the camps were also killed.

It kept raining for almost half an hour and in this time their entire civilization was wiped off that area. Their were dead corpses all over the streets floating in water. Their broken legs and heads were gliding in water. Without any sign of life, this place looks like a graveyard now….

Death is an ultimate truth…..

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

-Mark Twain

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Mr and Mrs. Ali were standing in their backyard in front of their back door where there were some signs of struggle . Two big jugs were laying right beside Mr. Ali and they both were looking at a big area which looks like a mixture of mud and water now with tiny holes .

I guess this water thing worked this time” ! said Mr. Ali.

Yes, I think so too. Last time when I told you the trick I was sure it would work but you did it the wrong way” , said Mrs. Ali in a sarcastic tone.

Mr. Ali’s face turned red but he was the ‘husband’ here so you know……. He had no right to say anything .

Yes, darling you are always right” He said with one eye brow going upstairs….and the lips contracted.

The black and white powders didn’t work well though the shopkeeper was sure enough it will work” He added.

Yes you never do anything right” It was Mrs. Ali , as usual.

Any way I am sure the ants would never come here again. They use to eat all the left over food from our kitchen and they use to climb our beds and tables too in search of food. Even they use to bite us too. I am sure they have learnt their lesson ! ” said Mr. Ali

And Mrs. Ali smiled at him…….

They looked at the bright fearless morning together while Mr. Ali’s hand was going towards Mrs. Ali’s arm to pinch it hard with his nails…… He was feeling bored without listening to the special morning occasion: Showering of bad words and curses out of his wife’s mouth…….

I Got Ya ! ;)

I Got Ya ! 😉

THE END

Good Memories Of My Hostel Life

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My university

My hostel life is about to end now ! Just three months left behind out of long four years. I have gone through thick and thin during this life. Faced hard times with good times too.

I remember the first day when I was here with my mom and dad to take a tour of hostel. And some of the girl living there took me to her room and showed me the hostel. I was so scared back then, I came to my mom and dad and started crying ! I don’t know what was making me cry. Hostel or going away from my parents but I cried in front of a teacher and my parents that day. And my parents kept consoling me !

Then the first day , when I entered my room with my stuff. My room mate showed me the wardrobe and other things. And I was so scared inside that day. Seniors came , tried to make me laugh and speak but I smiled. I faked a smile the whole day and I was up all night. I can’t sleep.

Then time started passing. I hated my university and hostel at the first place but then they started becoming a part of my life, a part of me ! I laughed and cried here. It was big four years ! The place where I grew up, where I got mature and where I learned what life is about actually ….

I should say I had the most memorable time of my Life here. Today Sitting in a quiet room I want to recall all the Good things I did here. How I enjoyed with my friends and How I had so much fun. I should remember that I should stop complaining to myself about my life.

I remember in first year, When our hostel warden didn’t issued us passes to go out. and we all were so desperate to go out and have dinner. I faked the signatures of warden lol without practicing and no one recognized that ! I don’t know why we were not scared of doing this back then

And when we went out to eat ice cream from MC Donalds at 10 o clock at night and we were so afraid while coming back in the rickshaw and the rickshaw driver change the route to our university . We felt like he is kidnapping us but he was a good person .

Can’t forget how we use to eat together. Every time at lunch and dinner we four friends gather in the mess to eat. How we use to talk so much and Laugh so much. We sit for hours talking and talking and never stop. How we use to stay up all night just to have gossips.

Recently we had a water fight while it was raining . We were standing at terris enjoying rain and we started splashing filthy water towards each other. It was great fun !

How we use to get up early in the morning and went out to have breakfast. I never had breakfast somewhere out when I was at home. And the jokes we use to make at each other while eating naan chanaas and halva puri.

Can’t remember my last birthday When my friends planned a small surprise party for me and I was so happy to see all that and when one of my friends rubbed the cake all over my face to wish me 🙂 It was the best birthday ever !

How we use to go out to some restaurant for having dinner and after looking at the menu when we feel prices are high we slipped out of there saying ” We don’t like your interior” or “We are coming back we just forgot something”

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I can’t even remember many things at the moment . But I must say, I am going to miss my hostel life hard !

It is all about cherishing the moments you have. Live the moments you get to their full potential. So that their is no regret left behind. And I must say there should be some memories in the form of pictures or a daily diary to mention all the happenings. It is fun when you sit alone far away from this place and remind yourself of all the things. It gives you comfort and happiness !

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Cherishing the moments

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My University

The 2 Min Snack With A Twist!!

Let’s talk about food….. Food , Food, Food where is it ???

Okay Sorry that was my tongue watering on the name of food 🙂 Yes I know your tongue does the same with seeing or hearing about delicious food because food is necessary for living and now a days people live for food as they say

“Don’t live for eating food but eat food to live ” 

I don’t really know cooking….I am really afraid to go near fire…I can’t even lit fire in the stove by myself 🙂 But I really like cooking. I use to watch cooking programs and read recipes on internet. I know many recipes by heart but haven’t tried them yet. Actually my mom is afraid ti give me charge of kitchen. She use to do things perfectly and she says

” You will learn cooking after you ll get married and when you have to handle responsibilities, don’t worry ! ”  I love my mom…Aww I miss her 😦

As I live in hostel for my studies, I know making small tasty snacks an easy way. Although I request someone else to lit fire for me 🙂 I have a mask of being strong on me but I am very weak inside. Imagine I am even afraid of  fire 🙂

Anyway I am going to tell you recipe for a yummy snack but an easy way and it taste delicious too. You can have it when you are carving between meals or as starter.

Knorr or Maggi 2 min noodles :

You all must have made them, for yourselves or for your kids. Kids love them. Everyone has a different way of making these 2 min noodles.

1-You can boil them and drain all the water. And then mix the taste maker stuff with them and eat !

2-You can boil them and after boiling , without draining out the water just add the taste maker in it. Cook for a min and serve them in this soupy form. Grab a spoon drink the soup and eat the noodles.

3- Boil the noodles with a little water and mix the taste maker stuff in it and wait for the water to dry. Have these somehow wet slippery noodles and slurp!!!

4-If you want something more healthy, skip the taste maker. Stir fry some chicken in oil. Stir fry some vegetables of your choice. Boil chicken and put them with the chicken and vegetables. Add some soy sauce, chili sauce , vinegar , salt and black pepper. Cook for some time and serve.

5-If you are a cheese lover, make noodles with some salt and black pepper. Put it in a dish spread lots of cheese over it and bake !! It comes out yummy.

I have tried all of these methods but the method I like the most when I am not in mood of cooking and the easiest one is preparing the noodles in oven.

Following is the method of doing it:

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1- Put one packet of noodles in a bowl.

2- Cover them with water . All the noodles should be covered in water. keep the water level not too high nor too low.

3-Put one tea spoon of crushed chili powder in it.

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4- Put the bowl in oven for about 8 mins.

5- Take it out. stir it . You will see now the noodles look like double the amount then before. They have absorbed water completely. Put all the taste maker powder in it ans stir again.

6-Put it in oven again for about 5 mins.

7- The noodles are ready. You will see how amazing taste has emerged out of it. Have them with some crisps I love eating them with potato sticks or some paapar (poppadoms) . Split the poppadoms into small pieces and place them over the noodles and then eat them ! They taste amazing !! The flavor comes out best with the spicy flavor of these noodles.

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I love the masala (spicy)  flavor of these noodles. Sometimes chicken flavor feels well too. They have a variety of flavors now and these noodles are becoming the favorite snack of children as well as youngsters. They comes in many flavors now like chicken, bar-b-q, lemon chili, masala, chatt-patta, chicken sizzler and many more. Match them with your mood and eat the matching one !!

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Wanna Have Some ?? 🙂

I have many other delicious recipes for noodles too. Do tell me your recipe for these noodles. I would love to add it in my collection. Please leave a comment if you like anyone of my recipe idea. Thanks 🙂 Take care.

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