Every spark that you cause,

Fills me up with a thousand suns,

makes me feel free and doubtless

That you are all and i am one.

Life is most difficult when you have to make a decision. The bigger the decision is,
the more difficult its going to be for you and bigger would be the impact on your life.
I have never made a single decision in my life single-handed. I call for advices, suggestions
 and yeah, i always leave the final say on my dad. It might be because i don't trust myself
or because i am a coward. But when, finally, i did make a decision, it promised to be life-changing.
I have yet to see what it brings. I have only just begun. The point is i believe now that when
 it comes to ones own life, we are scared to sacrifice or compromise or just change even
though sometimes we know its for the best. I have decided to go for a change. As cowardly
and indecisive as i am, i promised myself i will stand by it. What others think about it (which
they usually do regardless of whether you care or not) is an entirely different story which
i would be covering up as we go.
For now, i have enough to live on and live by. But as they say, its not enough.

Its A materialistic World...

The world has, for long, worn the blanket of greed.The greed that has masked the real motive of man kind on earth.Every person is blanketed by the greed to be bigger and better then others.Thus creating a veil between man and his real spiritual values and beliefs.Everyone is in the quest of something potent, something to mark their status,some prominent status symbol.and for this and entirely this reason people spend great deal. These extroverts don't mind flashing their showy personalities or forking out the green paper as long as their ostentatious lives are noticed.and not before long they are dragged in this gluttonous display to pay much attention to the real world.And this is exactly how a materialist comes into being.

Flashy latest modeled vehicles,elegant and fashionable dresses that cost them the entire months saving,stiletto high heels that stand out in all the parties.A complete package that station them at the top of the list of social braggarts and showoffs.

Now we have the other half;the intelligible part of the populace who are either not that well-off to afford this exuberant indulgence or ,what seems more likely,are clever enough to understand the more important and worth-the-worry things in life.They are aware of their motive on earth.Instead of engrossing themselves in the worldly glam and glitter,they settle on living a life ordered by the Almighty,followed by his faithfuls and liked by all.They spend their money on thing which give them lifelong happiness instead of glamour that is discarded after one public exhibition.Their deeds are worth a thousand peoples happiness and not worth a thousand dollar bill.They listen,understand,feel,acknowledge and help.

We are caught in this mystique,leading a flamboyant life,trapped in the mirage of materialism,Alas! leaving a dark mark on this world,claiming it to be a materialistic world.

To Sir Tariq.

I had heard alot about this particular teacher.I had not only heard of his great skills in maths but also of his way of teaching that had taken all his students by not only surprise but great enjoyment.My sister had the great honor of being this great teachers student and i was ever so anxiously waiting to complete my ninth grade and get to study maths from him and learn about his great tricks and skills that everyone talked about.So, you could have imagined our excitement when me and my friends got to know that our new maths teacher would be Sir Tariq,The maths mastermind.But along with anxiously waiting for our first lesson with him,me and my friends also wanted to experience his unique way of teaching.Finally all of my classmates filed in after the schools assembly.All throughout the assembly,we were talking about the next class.We had to Que up outside the class to wait for our class monitor to open the door.But that particular morning we did not.The first thing we noticed when we came back to the class was that the door was open as well as the light and fans. Inside sat the teacher.Our new teacher,The one all of us had anticipated to have a class with.I noticed he had an air of coolness about him.As all of us filed past him,he smiled and waited patiently for everyone to settle down.He introduced himself as Sir Tariq.He took our introduction then.He knew many of the girls who had been sisters of his former students.I noticed he always had a nice thing to say about everyone.When my turn came for introduction,he instantly recognised me because of the great similarity between me and my sisters features.The next thing he said really got all of us surprised.He said that we wont be studying anything today. Maths was one of the most lengthy subject.All math teachers intended to start teaching maths the minute they got the first class and even till the end of term we would be studying without a break apart from the occasional holidays that came along the way.Of course none of us minded.None of us can miss such a got opportunity of a free period especially the very first period when everyone is feeling drowsy. This gave us more time to explore our new teacher.We found out he had a great liking for poetry.He quoted great lines whether he wrote them or somebody else still remains a mystery.But i am guessing they were his personal pieces as they matched his moods and lifestyles.He always had great jokes to tell us along with some really mind blogging riddles.When it came to studies I would say he was the greatest mathelete that lived.He was so clever and direct.In one word he was a genius.Some girls did not take advantage of his great skills and its their loss.I admit I had been slow,bored and even a nuisance at times but i regret it just as much.Because I learned one of the many great lessons from him.Before I had been tutored by this amazing teacher,I had feared maths.Sure I had been good at it but the marks i lost in my tests were always due to fear.Fear of what I am not exactly sure about.After being taught by Sir Tariq,I started taking maths as an easy subject just like history etc.He had a very relaxed demeanour.Everyone was caught up in the way he taught us.Everyone had fun being taught that way.Everyone started loving maths the way he taught us.We used to eat in his class,crack jokes .Our maths class was more of fun then what math classes had been about since i had been studying maths. With few lines of purely beautiful poetry over there,some few tricks over here,Some hard calculations he had made easy for us there and the next thing we knew,we were math lovers forever. At the end of our lesson he quoted some lines from his refined poetry.We always waited anxiously for that.Sometimes we would not understand what he had quoted but we always knew it had great meaning and depth.He had been a great teacher,and it was absolutely amazing being taught by him.I will always remember him as the best maths teacher ever.May God help him always and give him all the happiness in the world.Amen.

No more!

The other day I was watching t.v and there was a program on a t.v channel.(wont name it though)...The topic was discrimination between men and women.The women of course kept going on about how females are actually the better pat of the populace.The man on the other hand were also staunch supporters of their kind and so they did not for 1 sec stopped to remind the women how men were the reason mankind came into being.Anyhow the discussion ended on the note that women of today are a better competition to men then the women of yesteryear's.The women on the show was feeling rather proud of her debate and by the looks of it felt victorious and the men also seemed rather pleased.The discussion ended,everyone went back home.But they did not realise that they had actually ended the discussion when it had just begun.Women are no longer competing with the males.Women have actually won the competition.The world has yet not realised that the women have moved forward and have actually revolutionised the world.It may sound cliched but Is not Mother Teressa, Benazir Bhutto a major evidence that we are no longer living in the same narrow-minded society ???

Some people are going to disagree with me.Only if it would not have been for these misogynists,the world would have been a better place.The sad part is that majority of the female populace is unaware of the victory.They are being overshadowed by the males and hence they remain in their own world where their belief is what they are made to believe by their male relatives.

Its about time someone gives them the wake up call.As for others, take a stand and prove who you really are.

More but not enough!

I went through all the ages,

I reached all the stages,

I passed through all ages,

My journey wasnot enough.

I searched through my mind,

I raced through human kind,

But for all that i colud find,

My search wasnot enough.

With my faith i could preach,

To human race i could teach,

To their hearts i could reach,

My faith wasnot enough.

Although with all my heart i tried,

Although in my abilities i had pride,

Alas!my love for life died.

For more will never be enough.