Wonderland

He held her hand,
Invited her to his wonderland,
She didn’t know how,
If after all these years he could allow,
A stranger in the creation of his mind,
Now that they shared one path to freedom,
They were lost for a reason,
They walked in silence,
Their eyes spoke volumes,
She didn’t let go of his hand,
The creator of their Wonderland.

They paved their way to Paradise,
Their endless journey of sacrifice,
He pushed away all his dreams,
She embraced his pain with her self-esteem,
Now that they shared one path to freedom,
Their worlds collided for a reason,
They walked for miles and miles,
Not a word uttered but their beautiful smiles,
She didn’t let go of his hand,
The creator of their Wonderland.

Their love grew with time,
Their desire to live together never died,
Differences was a part of their climb,
They had their reasons to question life,
They shared one path to freedom,
Love built them up for a reason,
They are old and fragile now but they keep walking,
They listen to the sound of silence in bliss but no talking,
They didn’t let go of each other’s hand,
The sustainers of the Wonderland.

Happy International Women’s Day 2015!

Google honors the women – Happy International Women’s Day 2015!

I don’t usually celebrate the international women’s day because there should never be only one day to celebrate women of the world. I am a woman and I know what it means to be a woman. It means that ‘everybody expects a lot from me’. I am not joking; 21^st century presents women like they have never been presented before. They are the bread-earners, the house-makers, the child-bearers and basically they are running this world but how this world treats them is awfully saddening. I come from an eastern background where people have the mind-set of a typical male-dominant society. Of course, there is a difference between educated and uneducated people (just to not offend anybody, there is a difference between socially aware and socially unaware people). The problem is that the difference seems to be increasing with a fast pace just like how the difference between rich and poor is increasing in these third world countries. By having a color television set in your house, you are not completely aware of the difference between right and wrong. Media is a powerful weapon in today’s world but they don’t know how to execute themselves in the right manner. They think that by reporting people about ‘everything’, they are doing their job. The problem with the media is that they don’t seem to have a neutral tone. They are biased which gives them the upper-hand to make people believe what they want them to believe. Apparently, media is only teaching the people to criticize everything and take no responsibility on their own shoulders (You can only preach what you practice – Story of Media’s life). For example: people complain that the city is not clean; instead of taking the first step towards a greener and cleaner city by not making roads and streets your personal trash bin, these people will blame the government in every possible way. Hypocrisy at its best!

Going back to the women’s day, I want to share a small story. Our house-maid back in my country is a mother of five children. Her husband earns half or less the amount she makes by cleaning houses. Sometimes she complains about being the victim of domestic violence even when her income is mainly running their house. Her husband does a day-to-day basis job which means that if he gets to work on the site, he gets the wage and if not then he doesn’t get anything. The woman instead earns a monthly income. As a mother, she is always worried about her children. As a wife, she is always worried about the work of her husband. As a woman, she is always worried about if she is making enough sacrifices to make things better for her family. Despite of her being the stronger pillar of their house, her man gets the upper hand. Bull-crap. My point is that I am not a feminist (because somehow I feel like feminism is more about degrading men than fighting for equality – no offence) but I believe in gender equality. Mostly, I believe in giving women the honour and respect they deserve. I believe that today’s woman is neither superior nor inferior to men in any way. I believe that men and women are all the same.

I want to address an issue that has been bothering me for a while now. Rape, it is! Rape has become a huge problem of the society. The disclaimer is that I am not going to only talk about ‘India’ while discussing rape. However, starting from India, BBC has published a documentary where they have interviewed one of the six rapists of a very viral Delhi-Bus-rape-case only to hear the criminal saying that ‘a girl is far more responsible for rape than a man’ because by being out of the house at 9 in the night, they are “presenting” themselves for rape. The man also said that ‘When being raped, she shouldn’t fight back. She should be silent and allow the rape’. This man’s death sentence is on appeal but after this interview where he showed no remorse instead blamed the victim, I don’t know what the courts of India are waiting for? Hang him up already (Nobody gets to tell me that he have human rights because I believe if he didn’t respect another person’s human rights, his human rights are void). If he is alive and have the courage to give such an interview, it encourages all the other people of his mentality to do whatever they want because they kind of know that they can get away with anything — just blame it all on the victim (The views of the educated class like the lawyer that defended this rapist will further surprise you if you read the article). Justice will always be served steaming hot! 

Ruling India out of the equation, recently an eighteen year old girl was raped in Leeds while waiting for her bus in the city center (Women raped waiting for bus was ‘attempted murder’). The police said that at the time of the rape (which was around 11 p.m.); the location where it happened seemed to be busy. Hence, they are asking for witnesses to come forward. I mean, who in the world don’t raise a voice when they see such an outrageous act in public. The girl suffered head and hip injuries and was left to die. What in the name of God is happening on Earth?

I understand the problem of India: it’s education. A 50-year-old man was raping an unconscious injured cow (yes, the same cow he has been taught to worship) using coconut oil as a lubricant (Man has Sex with Injured Cow Using Coconut Oil as Lubricant). The problem with East is that barbarism and illiteracy still prevails (because of rural areas, mainly). Also, what I was taking about earlier fits in here very well: social awareness. People are not aware of their rights and duties. People are blindly following the society; they don’t believe in analyzing and looking into the situation themselves. They don’t want to be the odd one out to try to fix the wrong. They don’t want to try to change themselves. They don’t want to lead the change to be a role-model for the society. They fail to realize that anybody can be a trend-follower but it takes a lot to become a trend-setter.  However, what is the problem of England? It’s a developed country. It’s a country where we will expect people to be socially aware of their rights and duties then how come nobody stopped that man from brutally raping a young girl? Something is wrong with us (humans) then. I feel like somehow the more this issue is reported by the media all across the world, the more it is being encouraged than being discouraged. Otherwise, why are the reports of rape only seem to increase?

This year, on this international women’s day, I only want to tell everybody that the woman who only knows to give; she should be the recipient of your honor, love, respect, care and admiration. I am not saying that women are the embodiment of absolute perfection instead as a woman; I am telling all the conservative/modern people out there that a man and a woman in today’s world are no different. Raise your voice for gender equality; raise your voice for the women rights. I wonder why we use a ‘He’ for God when ‘His’ love and compassion is usually compared to mothers. Why do we not respect women when it is said that Heaven lies under the feet of your mother? Why are women fighting for equality when Nature itself has already regarded her far more superior? I am proud to be a woman.

I thank mama and moi for being such an inspiration to help me be a better woman. I wish I had words to express my gratitude to these two beautiful women but for now ‘I love them both very much’ will work.

There is an old poetry I would like to share in this post:

When your eyes open for the first time;
The hands of a woman wrap you in Thyme.

When your heart beats to make a sound,
The ears of a woman are on your chest to be found.

When your lips play with a radiant smile,
Take a glimpse of the parched lips of a woman for a while.

When your tear-filled eyes spill a drop,
This woman upholds your pain to stop.

When your comrades forget to play,
This woman clasps you in her arms and sway.

When oodles of your work is undone,
This woman stays by you until the rising sun.

When your life shuffles happiness to invite sorrow,
This woman representing purity desires to borrow.

When you are lonesome and forlorn,
There is a blissful woman with you to mourn.

This woman is your mother, sister, daughter or wife,
The existent support and comfort throughout your life.

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Article Links & Photo Sources:
Delhi Bus Rapist Blame his Victim in Prison Interview
Woman Raped Waiting For Bus was ‘Attempted Murder’
India: Man has Sex with Injured Cow using Coconut Oil as Lubricant

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Diary of Nobody -III-

I am trying to sleep. Insomnia is not exactly good for my eyes; the eyes you liked so much. You remember when the other day we were by the Subway and the lady who was preparing our sandwiches told you that you were very lucky to wake up next to somebody like me every day whose smile could enlighten anyone’s day. She kept going on about how beautiful our couple was and bestowed us with her blessings. I liked that lady. You usually used to pretend to be upset with me for taking all the compliments. You were quite an actor; even better with your sense of humor. Anyway, we actually were quite a good-looking couple. We would have made the world jealous.

At this time of the night, I am hooked up on our very first and last public-display-affection (we both liked to keep our business private otherwise). You had your flight next day and we were shopping for your family. It was snowing and it was dead cold. Usually in the romantic-comedies, that would have been the perfect timing for the spicy romance. However, in reality the couples are just trying to keep each other warm; nobody have the guts to think about romance when their brains are freezing. We were waiting on the cab in the city-center. You held my left hand tightly and put it in the pocket of your coat (Warning: It was what you used to do when you would hear my teeth chattering from the extreme cold. I never misunderstood this gesture for romance because I knew it was just your way of keeping my fingers from going numb). Well, the cab didn’t show up for quite a while and you rang the cab service again to hear the very same response that the car was on the way.

I don’t know what got into you after you hung up the phone. You held me in your arms and kissed me on my lips for quite a few seconds. The shocker is that I kissed you back. You sealed the kiss with a very silent ‘I love you’. For that one moment, I didn’t realize that there was anybody around us. I thought we were in our home and you kissed me. I mean, for those few seconds, I forgot I was standing in the middle of the city-center and there might be people watching us. When after a minute or so, I realized that we had finally kissed in public, I was absolutely blown away. To tease me further, you kissed me all over again. Thankfully, our taxi was there after a couple of minutes or I don’t know what other things would have happened for the first time in your first snowfall with me.

Can you lull me to sleep?
Will you sing me a lullaby?
I need your arms to be my pillow,
Tonight for a change, let me not weep.

The Naked Truth

You told me,
It was you all along,
Who wanted to be set free,
Who wanted wings to flee,
Who wanted a key,
For another heart’s ignition,
You wanted everything but not me.

You told me,
There is no Forever,
Bitter but this world is clever,
Pain is an endeavor,
Never say never,
For I know now,
Lies defined our vows,
You wanted everything but didn’t know how.

You told me,
A story,
A legend,
You played your part,
With all your heart,
A man as fine as art,
Somebody extraordinarily smart,
I forgot that love was a forbidden fruit,
I forgot that passionate night my life’s route,
You took everything — it was a loot,
You wanted everything but not a dispute.

Today, I yearn for your heart,
I beg and plead to play my part,
But you’re a changed man,
You want your free-will,
You want your life,
You want your thrill,
You want a strife,
You want everything but not a wife,
For now, I can be anybody and see,
You want everything but not me.

Day 14: If you won the Lottery..

Lottery eh? It’s an interesting thought.

I will give the money to my parents. Period.

Probably, I’d like to thank God by taking a portion out of it and spending it on charitable purposes. I believe that whatever we have, we owe some part of it to the less fortunate as humanity is all about caring and brotherhood — world-is-one-big-family concept. Although, if the money is given to my parents, that’s the first thing they’d do as well given my knowledge.

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

Filling In The Spaces -IV-

You are my fairy tale and I can’t live you enough — my ‘happily ever after’.

N: I am scared of having the security of your arms and then losing it all over again. May be for a short while or may be ‘Forever’.
A: What’s with you and ‘Forever’?
N: Do you believe in Fairy-tales?
A: In books, yes.
N: What about reality?
A: It’s not impossible but it’s nearly impossible.
N: Well that’s my relationship with ‘Forever’. It’s an impossible that can be made possible. Only with you.
A: Don’t forget that I may have taken over your world but you were unable to conquer mine.

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Almost()

Almost absolutely,
He took away my breath;
Almost single-handedly,
He conquered my heart.

Almost immediately,
He confessed his love;
Almost spontaneously,
He promised me a ‘Forever’.

Almost motionlessly,
He made his first move;
Almost gracefully,
He lifted me in his arms.

Almost generously,
He blew his kisses;
Almost miraculously,
He built us up.

Almost quickly,
He savored every inch of my body;
Almost boldly,
He claimed what belonged to him.

Almost effortlessly,
He became my world;
Almost promptly,
We were each other’s abode.

Almost massively;
We grew in love;
Almost flawlessly,
We held each other.

Almost necessarily,
We chose a wrong path;
Almost certainly,
We agreed to separate.

Almost accusingly,
His eyes didn’t utter a word;
Almost mournfully,
I accepted the Fate’s challenge.

Almost shortly,
I realized what I had lost;
Almost horrifyingly,
There was no way back.

Almost carefully,
I took a wound to my heart;
Almost soothingly,
I lived in peace with the pain.

Almost hungrily,
I waited and waited;
Almost harshly,
I realized the truth.

Mostly, life will almost stop happening;
If I can precisely predict about its certainty.

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Be Inspired (Today And Everyday)

Evening People,

In this busy schedule, I am not likely to end up with a lot of time for myself or my hobbies but I try to keep pace with everything along the way. So for today, a little update from ‘Global-Unison’ or ‘Naima’ – any way you know me. 

I came across this video around a week ago and I am extremely inspired with this man’s words (Darryl Anka, a channel for an extra-terrestrial, Bashar) so I decided to share it here.

We need to remind ourselves everyday that we deserve happiness and every right to exist in this world because we are an essential part of this world. Think of this world as a jigsaw puzzle and yourself as one of the pieces of that puzzle then without you, the puzzle would not complete. Pamper yourself and let yourself be loved. Be capable of giving and receiving love, be capable of being you. I hope you all find these words inspiring too and this reminds you of how precious every second of our life is. 

Life is short, love living it and let all the odds be in your favor! 

Mighty Love()

Lonely yet I believe in love,
Sad yet I believe in happiness,
Evil yet I believe in good,
Wrong yet I believe in right,
Foolish yet I believe in wisdom,
Coward yet I believe in courage,
A loser yet I believe in victory,
I believe in me – I believe in my odds,
I recreate myself whenever I want,
I encourage my versatility,
I loathe those who judge,
I cherish my strengths,
I treasure my guts,
Love me, love yourself and love us,
We are different – noble and blessed,
Leave the hatred behind – do not judge,
This world is a small place for a grudge.

The Connection of My Soul with Evil

Across the shore, behind the rocks,
My wounded heart strangled in sinful locks.

I stretch my arms wide to embrace the globe,
The grief of denial – the soft whisper fondles my ear lobe.

The significance of my subsistence is fairly explained,
I wandered bare foot; my liberated soul detained.

The hustle bustle to seize the life’s train overwhelms me;
The horizon caresses my sight compelling me to flee.

Sorrow and distress soothes my soul;
Longing for agony performs a mighty role.

Blissfulness is neither my aim nor my consent;
Desires dwelling in my heart are slaughtered – twistedly bent.

The intoxicating air bruises my free will;
However leaving the world behind; my fingers feel the top-most hill.

Confessing my sins sanctifies me with a new life;
My soul is naked – transgressions excited to slash me with a knife.

The evil is tempted by the nobility of nakedness;
Thus wrapping the new-born soul in the garb of wickedness.

Several births in this world may not feed the soul with goodness;
Hence this world is the abode of evil upholding darkness and blindness.