Day 2: 20 Facts About Me

So its Day 2 for the ‘Blogging Challenge’ and here we go with the 20 facts about me (I hope there’s no repetition of Introduction from the last post):

1) I am a very loving person. So loving that I don’t think I have the capability to hate or hurt anybody because I can’t stop caring for ‘others’ regardless of their attitude towards me.

2) I am a helpless romantic. It’s all about fairy-tales and happy endings in my book. Everything has to end well or otherwise its not the end!

3) ‘Expect the best and prepare for the worst’. For me, it’s the rule of life. I always expect too much of everything and from everyone (not really sure if I prepare for the worst though).

4) I am all about sincerity and loyalty although I am usually taken advantage of for the little I can/do offer.

5) I have a bad temper.

6) I am quite possessive but I never express it. Although I don’t get possessive about everything, it has to reach a certain level for me to have that sense of ownership to feel the ‘possessiveness’.

7) I will always sacrifice even with/for the wrong person, I seem to think that it’s my responsibility to play the greater part in every role of life.

8) I can forgive in an instant but it will take me an eternity to forget.

9) I tend to depend more on good memories which is a good thing and a bad thing.

10) I am not fond of make up or fashion but I prefer to look presentable (I don’t like shopping at all).

11) I am very particular about hygiene that sometimes I feel like I might have developed Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

12) A good cologne can catch me anywhere and anytime.

13) I don’t talk a lot (reserved but not shy) but it’s taken for me being arrogant, stuck-up, rude and proud.

14) Girls seem to stare at me a lot and run away from me, the reason has always been a mystery.

15) I always learn a lesson the hard way.

16) I want to be a bestseller author one day or an award-winning screenwriter (I want to be known for my writing).

17) I am a loud person but only those close to me (very close) will know.

18) Lately, I have been developing love for dark (‘darkness’).

19) I have a passion for learning to dance, sing and play guitar. I feel like a pop-star and that’s why I dance and sing around the house regardless but I’d love to be trained one day and become a rock-star for real (may be just for my mirror).

20) I am very self-assured and well-aware of my strengths and weaknesses. Although, it’s taken for me being self-obsessed.

Until tomorrow, Live, Love, Inspire & (don’t forget to) Smile. Believe in yourself and you can conquer all your fears.

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31 Day Blog Challenge (Day 1: Introduction And Recent Photograph)

I have been tagged by Nadine to join the ’31 Day Blog Challenge’. I don’t intend on tagging people to join this challenge but anybody who is interested has an open invitation to join it. It’s quite an interesting Challenge as it will encourage me to blog regularly for 31 days (at least). Also, I think it will bring out the creative side of me and provides me with an opportunity to explore myself with the given questions in the Challenge and interact with the audience that ‘actually’ follow my blog and keep up with my posts.

Day 1: Introduction & Recent Photograph

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People know me by the name ‘Naima’ and I am quite happy with this first present my parents gave me around twenty years ago. My family means the world to me. My parents especially my mother has worked really hard for me: for us (our family). I wouldn’t be myself if it wasn’t for her. I am not exactly a social person. Rather, I am the family-oriented kind. My siblings are my friends (the best-ones) and I can’t thank God enough for them. My sister has been quite close to me since I have moved to England. She is eight years younger than me but nobody can tell the age difference instead sometimes people are mistaken for her to be the older one which is quite amazing and a laughing-endlessly-moment for both of us (She’s super-mature and very sensible). My brothers have always been my heart-core buddies. They talk about everything and anything. Sometimes, they seem to forget that I am a sister and not a brother, although I have never felt like a girl growing up with these two boys. I have few other friends as well and they fill up the blank spaces in my life but nothing beats the family for me.

I have fallen down many times and learnt valuable life lessons at a very young age. I am very gullible and trustworthy. Hence, I have to keep a distance from the ‘people’ before they could walk all over me. I am quite stubborn and always follow what I believe is right. I am very much against blindly-following into the steps (traditions and rituals) of the so-called society. I believe that humans are given a brain and the capability to think for a reason: to use these blessings to make a difference (a positive one).

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I am very passionate about writing. It all started when I was 8. My starting point was a poetry: Betrayal. I edited and improved the poem later on and posted it on here. I have also been very keen about my debating skills and have been told that I’d make a great motivational speaker. I think my teachers and mentors stressed on my confidence and rebuttal skills to an extent where I ended up choosing to be a Lawyer — isn’t it funny? Although, I wanted to be a writer. I still want to be one. Reading has been a hobby for as long as I have known myself. Paulo Coelho is my personal favorite but I also enjoy reading Jodi Picoult, Sidney Sheldon and Enid Blyton (all-time-favorite). I also like to go on long walks (all by myself) — more like wandering. It helps me to think clearly and get rid of the excess baggage — in simple words, it’s a stress reliever. Sometimes long-drives serve the same purpose. I am kind of a person who savors freedom and solitude. I cherish the little time I can spare for myself. I am very fond of Nature and the way it greets me day and night with those enchanting sights, I am sure that I can’t have a better company.

I believe that I know myself but what keeps me going is the mystery that every day reveals a new side of the ‘Naima’ I knew a day ago. I am optimistic but sometimes being over-optimistic is as dangerous as being over-confident. I am quite selfless and it usually plays out against me. The super-hero I think I am and the responsibility of saving this world (or my loved-ones in particular) usually lands me in trouble but I don’t seem to back-off so I hope to make a difference one day. That’s all about it for now.

Until tomorrow, Live, Love, Inspire & (don’t forget to) Smile. Believe in yourself and you can conquer all your fears.

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Filling In The Spaces -I-

Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this post do not intend to offend any religious or social beliefs. 

N: I always wanted a dramatic love story, now I have my wish fulfilled. I mean we have a real-life ‘RamLeela’ (Romeo & Juliet) going on. The literature can’t even begin to understand and explain my love for you and my capability to sacrifice myself to own you, so fearlessly.

A: We will write our story differently and change the geography of the miserable history of love. We can take a stand to be accepted. I know neither I nor you care about this freaking double-standard society but let’s do this world a favor. Let’s do it for the generations to come. Let’s do it to make sure there are no more divides to ban the existence of love whether it be religion, culture or this society itself.

N: If I am handed over to these corrupt, pretentious and fake religious freaks in this society who might be drunkards, rapists, terrorists and a disgrace on the phase of Earth themselves; they will not see any flaw in their own actions but will point their fingers at me for loving you. They will cut me thousand times over if I tell them that I am in love with you – a Hindu!

A: I will slice them into pieces more than stars in the sky before they can even think of touching you.

N: You say these kind of things and my heart skips a beat. It’s like you rip open my chest to steal my heart and leave me to burn in the flame of your love.

A: Because as many times I rip open your chest to steal your heart, the more chances I have to wrap your heart with my love and seal it back again.

N: How will I stop burning in the fire of your passion if you keep killing me with the same sword?

A: You will not regret burning in this flame of passion; my heart won’t let you.

PS– Love is all about freedom so let it flow, in whatever direction for whatever means through whatever medium — just let it flow. The more we try to control things, the more entangled they will get resulting in even more out-of-control-situation.

Journey for two

We’re meant to be ‘one’ – two bodies but a single soul.

The core of my heart is blue,
Seeking love to breakthrough,
Enchanted in your spell, I knew,
Life will never give me such a view,
I abandoned everybody in my crew,
Fearless, I lived on the edge like you,
Suddenly, it was me drinking your youth,
I poised motionlessly on the truth,
I surrendered my freedom to you,
I poisoned my self esteem to get through,
I stabbed my courage before it grew,
I let my passion burn in ashes few,
I disarmed myself for there was nothing due,
No battles anymore, the pictures I drew,
The Blood spattered wind as it blew,
For now was the time to comprehend this clue,
The journey of love is a ride for two.

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Hope is blooming (Get the most out of it!)

I haven’t felt this positive and self-assured in a long while. Though, its considerably chilly in here; weather is as usual crappy (I mean, wet and dry); long hours of university; even longer hours of reading (Law books – beyond boring) but its a perfect morning. A morning where sun may not be shining in the sky yet the hope and the joys this day can bring are endless. The mystery of how I do not know what the next moment holds within the vessel of life-time; happiness or misery – it convinces me to play this life-game in all fair means. Hope you all have a positive and productive day. Do not let “hope” slip away; this is an essential virtue that you will never want to get rid of. Cheers!

Flying in the air for days,
He forgot there existed a land,
Fighting the battles in haze,
He forgot he was a man,
Living everyday like the last one,
Chasing happiness and misery along,
He forgot to remember,
The feel of life, the touch of a mortal,
The grace of love, the passion to give,
The audacity to forgive, the promises to get by,
He forgot to remember,
He was a man, born to die.

For One Good Reason<

For one good reason, I turned around, 
The threat gripped my heart as it sound,
The fear that I’d fell off on the ground, 
The answers to my reality which were never found. 

I embraced my life the way it was, 
For one good reason, I wanted to break the laws, 
I kept breathing until a silent pause, 
Misery swept away and so did my clause. 

For one good reason, I never looked away, 
The threat that night would darken my life stayed, 
The fear trembled me that I’d never see sun the next day, 
The key to misery clutched the period of my decay. 

I lifted myself for one last time, 
I risked my life ahead of crime, 
While preparing for that one last climb, 
I realized my heart chimed. 

For one good reason, I lived my life, 
I laughed, chuckled and genuinely smiled, 
I slashed my wrist to let the dead blood cells ooze the agony, 
The fears and threats were driven away by my mind’s symphony. 

Since that day, I lived my life to the extreme,
Personified my choices to challenge my self esteem,
I joined every single dot to dream my life’s theme,
Cause’ for one more time, my soul beamed. 

Passion

Passion – a dominating force.

The sole path escorting through Eternity

Sorrow or bliss credits the global Fraternity

Life’s a cheese cake; yet intricate to enjoy

Beating eggs, whisking flour and freaking sounds annoy

Love cradles my soul; suffering cuddles me

Is there any way out- any pending fee?

I swallow my breath collapsing in the soil

Inviting death after the long-termed toil

My soul enthralls my presence on this transitory abode

Passwords encrypted yet the accomplishments to decode

Passion to survive binds me training for the perilous flight

I crossed the stony beds, thorny deserts and mighty oceans; alas! My bare sight!

Blood implies the ending of my expedition

I lay back saddling my soul with the fire of ambition

The Subterranean World Is Reformed!

The Subterranean World – The greatest Word-Press site in all the land!

“Spam is a piece of crap trying to mess with you”, says Emily. Riana trying to clean the black eye pencil spooked around her eyes after crying for an eternity throws a thrashing glance to Emily through the mirror and Emily knew that it was a good option to stop babbling for that moment. Riana pushed the dressing stool aside as she got up to grab some more tissues and realized that there were no more in the cardboard box. “WHY ONLY ME??”, screams Riana with all the oxygen in her lungs and threw herself beside Emily in the bed.

“Sissy, life is the name to MOVE ON!”, cheerfully exclaims Emily but Riana is too tired to make the next move when all the disappointments have to hit the shores of her heart at one time. She was feeling miserably hollow as the vicious circle on the internet had destroyed her small world of passion, the world of her thoughts, the world where she escaped the reality, the world where she met people with her choice, a world where she was a celebrity in herself, a world which was imperfectly perfect for her – THE SUBTERRANEAN WORLD.

A bunch of damned spammers have had her account hacked and whenever she wished to log in, the message “INVALID USER ID OR PASSWORD” popped in breaking her heart every time she saw the same message on her laptop’s screen. The very first time she saw this message, she thought it was an alarm bell for her to change her old laptop as the keys of the keyboard are too retarded to type in her correct password. Trying about for over a  couple of  times she logged in through her i-phone and then through the desktop computer, hence the same message at three different receiving sources was a sign of a PROBLEM! Without her knowing, her world was hijacked – this certainly was a heart attack for her.

She wrote to the organizers and the team of the hosting site but all they responded was that the reported blog is deleted and if she wishes to continue her passion, she needs to start all over again. This was more disappointing as now there was no end to this lasting doom – the construction of a new world was not an easy task when all her mind recalled was her old world, the world she has built with dreams, love and all her desires.

One wonderful side of this entire trauma was that whether it was raining or thunder storming, her world was never away from her as she still received e-mails from the people who comprised her world. They were the one acting like the energy boosters who took her as high as a parachute and this love-parachute was not coming down instead going high and high up in the sky where ultimately with their encouragement and support she promised to make a great come-back.

Hello Everybody! Naima is back with a new world to rock on! Thank you so much for the over whelming support and cooperation throughout. Special thanks to Rahul (http://iamrahulashok.wordpress.com/), Preety(http://unpredictablepreety.wordpress.com/) and Donald(http://throughwiresinpoetics.wordpress.com/) – the three inspirations that are responsible for bringing me back with a positive spirit, thank you so much to all the readers who kept an intact contact with me through mailbox. Love you all. Stay Blessed. Amen.