Tasteless Words!

(Coming Back To The Abandoned Words Is Never Easy But Opposite Is Just Not Possible For The Passionate)

All of a sudden your possessions seem meagre and insecure and your claims turn more hollow than ‘O’.Your lips tremble against your will and your eyes blink at their own whim.Your thoughts come in no smoother form and your acts appear to be opposite to your perception.Your hands wave at unfamiliar ones and your feet head towards none of your destinies.You seem to be occupied,or may be preoccupied or maybe just not,but it obviously seems to be something not too odd to call odd.
In this state of desperation,you seek refuge of your words.
Alas! They have turned tasteless,for they weren’t used for some time now.
Indeed,words lose their taste when kept a bay from their meanings,when not used to express frequently and when stacked upon one another only to build castles,and that too in the cosmos that even angels didn’t give a try to conquer!!

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A Page,Not The Whole Book!!

We have those bad days,bad episodes,bad spells,or bad times,but we must believe that they all are ephemeral,and don’t describe our whole life and identity.

Our life is best symbolized with a book,where every next page describes the contrasts of day and night,and every next chapter a greater avenue.We must understand this game,and adhere to it’s principles.

Now,when we fail,which is quite natural to,we try to burn our whole book,which is unreal to,and end up messing up uglier and harsher.Our failures should not consume what is good in us.Failures should eat up our weaknesses not strengths;frowns not smiles!

So,if it was a bad day or a bad spell ,then don’t think your whole life has gone to abyss.Maybe,you’ve spifilicated a page or few of your book (of life),but you still have a lot to discover and write on.Make sure,the rest of your story is the best of your story!!

Written By:

Aojhal Junaid 

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Messed Up Me!!

Let’s Understand The Problem And Try To Find A Solution!!

It is autumn,and an ugly one,to say.A road is in the view,which is partly macdemised with dust craters large enough to hide a hen and her seven chicken!
On both sides of the road are scarcely planted tress,stripped off though.Not a single leaf hangs down,for they are all scattered around.The leaves are dry and crispy,sucked of their life and moisture.It is a dusty late afternoon,and sun seems to be in a haste to meet it’s destiny.


A man appears on the scene.He is walking like a wounded horse,his gait is sickly too.He may be in his late thirties,but his hairs are a decade older.Black and grey and white hair in equal proportions,but a layer of dust makes it look uniform though.
His clothes are soiled.He is wearing a shirt with three holes,and his pants are teared at the knee spots.I am not sure if he is conscious of his zip or not!
He hasn’t shaved for sometime,I can see.That prickly beard will need a lot of conditioner quantity to set it the way it would have been like once.See,his complexion is slightly darker,and his lips chapped.I can feel this cold breeze,squeezing through his chapped lips to send a wave of horror down his spine.His eyes aren’t gleaming and neither is his gaze open wide.These scattered leaves around him,if shown a slight spark,will surely burn heavens too!


His back faces sun,and his lowered gaze gives me no clue as to where he intends to lead himself .As he hastens,as he could,he crosses me,without asking anything,but I just couldn’t,so I began to ask,and he started to reply-

“Hey,Where are you leading yourself to?”

“I don’t know.I just choose to never think about it!”

“How can it be so,I am worried?”

“It is as it is,and it doesn’t worry me.I choose never to know!”

“May I help you?”

“No,You just need not to.I choose not to be helped!”

Sensing some trouble in air,I didn’t ask anything more and kept my way,then.As I waded along my way,the man changed his intentions and directions and started following me.I felt it is getting worse,and assumed him to be out of brains.I hastened,panting,and he accelerated accordingly.I ran fast,and he did it faster.As I was trying hard to escape I took unconventional routes,and hurt myself enough to fall down,and never rise again.The man was approaching with a serious grin,I was helplessly about to surrender.As he grabbed me by his arms,and opened his mouth wide,I saved myself by opening eyes,that were locked for the whole night!!

Yes,it was a dream,a darker one though.I was awake now,sweating and feeling shivers,my head was rolling and my hands and feet numb.I was literally petrified.I didn’t know what kept me breathing,but I just felt losing it completely.

I waited for the sun to arise,and birds to chirp,and morning zephyr to touch the flowers again,but till then I kept gazing at the empty wall that remained unmoved in front of me!

Finally,things became brighter and I started to ponder upon my dream and was very convinced to believe that the horrific character was actually me!

It was that messed up me!


It was an image of my unorganised self,where my resources appear to be scanty,my capabilities look ordinary,my looks aren’t well enough,my words aren’t meaningful,and my destiny is blurred!

I think you can relate to this picture your own state too.Maybe you are a student and feel entangled in a situation where it is hard to learn.Maybe you are a friend and feel like your another part doesn’t want to keep you along now.Maybe you are a son and feel like your parents don’t love you now,for you shook their expectations.Maybe you are a daughter and feel like you are hurting your parents by so many demands.Maybe you are a leader and you feel like losing the will to lead.Maybe you are you and feeling like to be someone else or so!

If you picturise your problem I am pretty sure you’ll find the same above man,in the same above settings.I know by now you will be feeling depressed and down,but don’t panic I have a solution!!

While I was developing this script a verse of Quran was resonating in my mind,and I always felt in it’s reflection is the cure to this misery and mess.

In Surah Aala…

Allah says,”Indeed Are Those Successful,Who Purified Themselves!”

See,what do we do when a thread is entangled and disturbs itself?
Obviously,we cut it from somewhere.Once done,it gets easier to unwind it and straighten it,and finally relieve it off the torments of disturbances and upsets!
That is what purification is!!
We don’t have to like all of a sudden restart our life,which just isn’t possible,but fix the issues that consume the contents of our life.

Recall the man above and the situations around him.See,you can’t change the season and time,neither can you return verdure to the landscape,nor can you stop that chilly breeze.Things that aren’t in your control can’t be changed,but there are other things you can work on.You can sew the holes up,comb your hair,and at least try to smile.That’s what purification means.You must relieve yourself from the torments of thinking about the things that aren’t in your control,but that doesn’t mean you give up at what you have authority on!

So,let’s wind it up-

It is raining what I should do?
See,You can’t stop it,na?
So?
Take an umbrella!
It is so simple!!

Written By:

Aojhal Junaid

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Harry Potter And People Around!!

(This is Harry Potter time here.This post is a shorter and readable version of ‘relation with Harry Potter series’,fired at audience who wished to study at Hogwarts,but just couldn’t,for the wall on the railway station was never that cosy!!)

(What Harry and Dumbledore with Lestrange and Voldemort!!

Harry,!We never thought you would do this to us!!)

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Here we go!!
We all had that feeling of being Harry Potter somewhere down the lane.Our wish to own his smile,innocence and of course that magical wand is a collective fantasy of us,all.We don’t see many Harry Potters around.People aren’t that smart,charismatic or at least true and sympathetic as he is.The Harry Potters around are a cheat.Their false smiles and manufactured innocence erodes away,once the times of test arrive at doors!

Well,you do wish to have a Hermoine Granger around,or be one.When we see Hermoine Grangers around,it is obvious to feel envious or jealous.’How the hell can you…?’ type of feeling comes at that time.Like how the hell can you appear in all classes and don’t even feel to bunk a class,and still be so pretty?…How the hell you remember all those formulae and procedures,when you were with me all the time,all this week? How the hell did you break the rule,you just taught to obey other day?…Well,we don’t have many Hermoines around,but the ones there are enough actually!!

You want a sidekick,you want Ron Weasley around.There are many Ron Weasleys around,clueless and faithful,I say.They don’t study much,neither do they want to think about it.They just need you around,even if you take them into hell called library or adventures of forbidden forests!…They are like typical Kashmiri….’Hayyy Boiiii…..Hayyy Boiii….’type of people.They make things good,and happy go!!

Well,you do feel like Hermoine should have been made for Harry,not Ron,but I am not in a state to add more to it,though!!

No,it is hard to have Dumbledores around.A grandfatherly sort of figure,witty and religious.I think he maybe loosely related to a pious Peer Soub type of person-a guide,a sage.But I do fear to add to his character,for we have Gulzar Peers around!!

Now,if you are in a college or school,then Proffessor Severes Snape has to be there to confuse you and feel like ‘Yi Cha Meaii Vuchan,Kineh Govv!!’type of a thing.He will be spotted with your “enemy teachers and mates”taking selfies,but next moment he will tell you his own tale.It is hard to know about them,whom are they inclined to,and what they actually mean by their smile.Is it a sign of love,or a masked grin?…Also,these people won’t ever spot you when you would come out of ‘Masjid’,but will be omnipresent to catch you at the other ‘bad avenues’ you occasionally visit!!…They are what they just aren’t!

Well,We wish we had Hagrids around,life would be better actually.Those fat ,but cute,uncles ,usually jobless and unmarried,around would make Hagrids.They come down to your age and fail not to talk mature.You wish they had more organised beard and hair,and change their ‘Feran’ or coat,but they just wont.They are beautiful the way they are,and they do console you best,when you get lower marks in your tests!!

Wooh!There are so many of them,Draco Malfoys.Your evil competitors.No word of guidance can set them right,and no ‘Waaz Khwaan’ will bring them to tears.They are just composed of hate and arrogance.Sometimes you feel,they are accidentally in 46 chromosome category.They are a different,wicked species!You can’t avoid them,actually,and that is the problem!!

You are in a school or college, and you have Proffessor Lockhart there.Irritating man,with false stories…You feel like,”Khudaya Reham….Yi Kya Wanan?”In his 45 minutes of class,he talks about his childhood adventures,and stunts on social networking sites,or maybe his association with some celebrity.What hurts you more is that he has got a following,a large one!!

There is always someone you lost in life or just lost correspondence to.There is always a friend like that,for there is always Cedric Diggory!

(Well,there are many other characters I wish to relate here,but I need to know if my audience feel like reading that stuff.I will be more than pleased to see your comment down here,or under the link on Facebook or elsewhere!!)

Compiled By:

Aojhal Junaid

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