Heavenly Muse

If you are sitting in some waiting room and an annoyed personality (apparently without any specific reason to be) accompanied by forced elegancy, sits beside you. And if that very figure continue his/her stay with overwhelmingly delicate movements ,a slightly hostile frowing,and lips twisted in somehow grouchy as if just engulfed a bad ill-tasted candy ;then get sure you just come across by ‘ miss/mr Attitude’’. As per dictionary, one of the 9 possible meanings of this word attitude is : the behavior marked with a cool, cocky, defiant, or arrogant manner. When i pondered upon this definition it recalled me a number of people whom i can assign the title of Mr. and Miss. Attitude. Since the day I started observing society with a little bit mature eye, I keep on finding a number of figures that keep surrounded with an aura that their anger, their smile, their upsettness rather each and every move is observed by others .in case people made a great mistake of ignoring such angelic fi...

I usually don’t like sending or receiving forward messages. As per thinking ,it is one of useless thing one can ever do. Just to make sure that we are using our free package of sms ,we keep on sending jocks,qoutations and poetry to others. But few days back i read a forward message on my sister’s mobile (though it’s really bad to read others’ cell..ooops).and there was a message that i found close to my heart as it was about praying to God in a selfless manner. I just want to share this text with you people. I PRAY to God ‘’let all my friend be healthy and happy forever. God said: For four days only I said: Yes! Let them be every spring day, autumn day, summer day, and winter day. God said:’ No! Three days. I said: Yes! Yesterday, today and tomorrow. God said: NO! Two days. I said:’’bright day (daytime), Dark day (night time) God said: ‘No! One day’’ I said: Yes! God asked: Which day? I said: Everyday. God laughed and said: you really know how to negotia...

Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves. ''Pierre Teilhard de Chardin''

The title shows as if I am going to talk about my father in terms of some great deed done by him or something extraordinary he has done for me. This is not the case right now. When I give a look from childhood to my present phase of life, I discovered a lot of events when my father supported me and gave the voice to a little dumped Arooj.In grade 5 th when my teacher didn’t allow me to take part in speech competition as I was new comer, my father explained my capability in a very polite manner. When during my intermediate, a female lecturer showed a biased approach towards me just because I am a poetess and she considered poetry a useless thing, my father talked to her and removed her grudges regarding me.he never made any complain when he had to wait for me outside my school and then college. Today when I m 24 years old .have completed 16 years of education and doing a diploma ,my father again supported me when I was not mustering up courage to talk to simple clerk about my late...

I am a 24 years old girl .I have spent an ample time in the company of my own gender. I invested considerable time in making rumors about others, in discussing different ,so called ,important feminine matters; and in doing catharsis of yet to be fulfilled dreams .the most burning issue of any female gathering (where all girls single preferably) is to discuss about one’s ideal partner. By the way, I myself don’t know what is really meant by this word ideal. As per my observation and the time I killed during such useless debate, an ideal partner for a girl is guy with handsome look, with100 percent IQ level, with ample confident and attractive sound financial and academic background. The percentage of different qualities may vary from one girl to other yet the overall sketch remains same. Only few fractions of girl may be able to find out their true ideal, infact these little fractions just itself don’t know whether the respective partner deserved to be called an ideal partner, ...

Last night I was reading a poem written by John Donne in which he scolds his beloved that why she cares about the opinions of people about their relationship. As he believes it is something against the passion of any emotion to pay so much attention to one’s own reputation and people’s openion.this very poem drags me to my real world and the mess created by unwelcomed opinions passed by unwelcomed critics. When we stepped into mature phase of life, we find ourselves in the realm of strict observation and we can’t even figure out that when the shower of criticism gets started. We are not given any to chance to find out any slot to hide ourselves. Because, the people who pass their opinions about our personal matters, do this job with such an authoritative aura that we cannot even think about of checking them. But, do we really want to check them? I guess not really. Because in some other frame of reference, we are also the part of this very irrational community of critics. We also...