The God's Word

Aisha was dejected and broken from inside, tears were rolling down her cheeks, as she stood on the staircase of yet another office where she got rejected for a job. She was really disappointed with herself and almost lost hope of achieving anything in her life. She was feeling exhausted and didn’t want to try anymore for anything. She just wanted to do nothing at all, she was left with no energy within her to try anymore. She was crying, uncontrollably. 

Then, she heard someone’s steps behind her and tried to control herself, wiped off the tears but, still the guy understood that she was crying.
Aisha looked at him from the corner of her eyes and immediately recognized him. He was the same guy who went for the interview next to her. He came to her and said:

Hey, don’t get dejected it was just another job you deserve better than this.  You were not meant to be here, you will find your destination. Whenever you get rejected somewhere or failed in something, just remember it was not meant for you. You deserve something better than this. Never lose heart for the small failures you face and there is no such thing as big failures. There is always something better waiting for you next door. Just keep looking around and never get too much disappointed. Because, too much disappointment and negativity makes you weak and distracts from performing your part well, that is hard work and hard work only. Just keep going and you will reach your destination one day.


He puts her arm around her shoulder to calm her down and left from there.  Aisha kept looking him going downwards, but could not say anything at all. She was feeling energized and motivated again. She ran downwards to thank him but could not find him anywhere. He was like an angel, whom God has sent for her to calm her down.

Feelings

I wonder why we have feelings. Life would have been much simpler and less complicated if we didn’t have any feelings in the first place. They make everything so messed up. Some days I feel happy the other days sad and frustrated. Though, sad is not the right word, it is a weird feeling. It feels like there is nothing good in life to be happy about. I don’t understand why it happens like, yesterday I was feeling everything is just perfect and right now I am feeling nothing is right, there is a lot that need changes in my life, in me, my attitude, in everything. Maybe it has something to do with being positive and negative. But these all are just feelings again, why do we have them?

My life would have been much different if I didn’t have them. There would have been much fewer problems, no mood swings, no complications, no unnecessary over thinking nothing useless. I think all these feelings waste our time and become a distraction between what we actually want to do.

I know this is just unnecessary stuff I am writing, but I have to write because I don’t have anyone to speak about it or maybe no one will understand. Again, it’s my feelings which I feel no one will be able to understand. I wonder is it even possible to understand what exactly someone feels because everyone has a different mind and different perception. You can express what you feel, but you cannot be sure of what the other understands.

Many a times we say to our closed ones that “you will not understand it”, I think it is true no one understand what are the actual feelings they just empathize with us. Recently, read about “alter ego” – a close friend who thinks or feels similarly to the way you think or feel. Is it really true do people have such friends in their life? I don’t have anyone like that or maybe I am not good in expressing my feelings that’s why they don’t understand.

Alter ego have another meaning too which means the opposite side of one’s personality, I think this alter ego I have. :D No, I don’t have any split personality disorder but I guess everyone have two sides of their personality, one which they shows to everyone and the other which they don’t show to anyone or shows to only closed ones.

But still I feel the feelings are unnecessary. (Again, I feel the feeling of feeling being useless :P) Do we have another word for the word ‘feeling’? Oh God, someone, please help me with my vocabulary. Anyways, enough of feelings now I am getting sleepy feeling because it's 2 am right now and just today I checked that most of my blog posts are uploaded in the mid of the night, such an insomniac I am. I think this insomnia is also a problem that I over think and get different feelings. Whatever it is, after typing all this useless stuff I am feeling good and I think I am back to normal mode. And for this my blog and this laptop deserves a big thank you. 

PS: A big thanks to you too, yes you the one who is reading this, my generous readers. Thank you for reading. 

Blogging - an idea discovered and evolving

I never had any idea about what blogs are till the day my friend told me about it and encouraged me to start a blog and write something to spend my spare time. Then I had a thought about it and I was so confident “yeah dude I can also write.”

Then the other day at 2.30 am I was tired of turning on my bed because of my insomniac habit, I decided to start my laptop and open a blog, but then I realized I have no idea what I will write on it so it was difficult to choose a name for it which will match its content. I thought about it till I was not bored of thinking while I searched some blogs with dear Google, who knows everything and I found some very good blogs which had awesome contents and I thought “am I again going to do something just to make myself feel like a fool in the end?”

My lazy brain’s lazy horses were running for almost 30 minutes and gave me this idea to name it “The Virtual Life” after all its virtual thing I will be writing about my real life on this virtual world and I thought “hmm.. not a bad idea.” And finally I created it with this name but after sometime the lazy horses again started walking with more slower speed and said “it could have been more better” and I shouted back “just shut up you idiot don’t waste your already finished energy and my precious time.”

So that’s how this blog got its name and our generous friend Google even offered me to “Let search engines find your blog?” and I said “Yeah, why not you are the one and only friend of mine.” I know no body is interested in knowing how I started blogging, why I started or how my blog got it's name? But still I am posting about it because I have nothing else to blog about so if you are feeling that you are wasting your time reading this, then I would say you are right and you can stop here and continue your important work (which you do not have I know that is why you are still reading :D).

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Then after gathering all the courage I posted few posts on it and I realized I am the only one visiting my blog and reading it. I got bored of it and thought “if I am the only one to read it then what is the need of writing and wasting my time (I am the busiest person on earth even Mr. Obama cannot beat me in this) in posting it on this stupid blog I already know everything.”

And for almost a period of two years I left this blogging thing with only 1-2 posts in 4-5 months and said “it’s not my cup of tea.” But then came my Messiah (and of many of yours too I know), the generous Indiblogger which said to me “We Blog, Therefore We Are” and gave me the honor of adding the badge of IndiWriter to my blog and I starts blushing when I read that word ‘Writer’ on my blog (though deep down in my heart I know it doesn’t make me any writer or anything, it is just for satisfying and sympathizing the poor bloggers like me). And I started posting a bit frequently than before things like poems which seldom rhymes and showcasing my poor photography skills which are clicked sometimes by God grace at the right time with right angle or shot.

But I am happy with this blogging thing now only because of the great IndiBlogger, as now I am not the only one wasting my time in writing these posts and reading it, but there are few others too who visit my blog and sometimes leave some good comments. And I thank all those generous members of IndiBlogger and some others too who visit my blog and waste their time in reading it, sincerely I am grateful to you all keep doing this and I will be thankful always (I know you don’t want me to only thankful and grateful, don’t worry I will also visit your blogs and comment too :D). 

By the way, you can also add your comments below and sometimes I take comments as comments (which literary means criticism) so it is not necessary that you add a compliment I also appreciate critics wholeheartedly. I knew you will read it till the end that is why I continued blabbing now you can post your comment below, its enough for today.

Once upon a time

“A few years back, we used to have a thin, hollow stick of plastic in which it had another thinner stick which used to fill with ink of blue, green, black or red in color. It was called a pen which was used for all the things related to writing which is now done by keyboards and computers.”

I can imagine that we may need to give an explanation to our future generations about what a pen was and how it looked. It may also be available in their time too but may not be so commonly in use and an old fashioned thing – just a piece of colored plastic filled with different colors of inks. The technology will be so advanced that all the things would be done through computers and laptops. We will type everything but not write.

Even now we send texts, e-mails, type articles on our laptops but not write. Typing is easier and less erroneous because we can always backspace out mistakes or errors and type it correct again with just a few buttons. While when writing with a pen errors and cuttings make the write up look dirty but those mistakes are always visible to us and we do no repeat them again because we remember them.

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Though technology is always a good thing to have and it is also saving a lot of time. But I personally like writing with a pen it gives me a feeling of a writer even I am not good at it.

I remember when I was in grade 4 everyone was so excited and joyous that from next grade we will also write with a pen like our seniors and elders. And I used to buy a new pen in every terminal exam because I was really fond of collecting pens even if they are empty. Pens of different types – pilot pen, fountain pen, parker pen were the most favorites and most expensive also at that time.

Slowly and steadily it is going to be a thing of past or history, an outdated thing. The children in schools are already so familiar with mobiles, iPhones, iPads, laptops and computers that all their projects need to be done electronically and in printouts and they always need Google by their sides.

I know all things of past become old and with the new generation, new technology, and new things appear but I will miss this little piece of plastic and a significant part of my childhood and education in near future.