The Unspoken Love - Part 1

The word love in itself has got lot of variant meanings to different people. Mostly people remember their loved ones with the moments they spent with them , the emails or text messages they send to each other, with the gifts they exchange with each other , the poems written or the songs sung in appreciation of beauty of their loved ones.
But even with all these intelligence of communication bestowed to Man from Allah. Human beings still cannot handle love when the communication level is low , a person's words are never understood the way it was intended and the response for his words are never understood by the speaker.
So basically it makes no sense to believe that the bond of love depends on words what you speak.
In this blog i am going to mention about the unspoken love i experienced in my life , from a creature which could not speak. In case, if you have started to guess about me having a dumb girlfriend then NO , here I am talking about the she cat which i owned some 3 yrs back from now , who was named by me as BAKERY . Yes, you read that right it was called BAKERY(as in a bakery for bread ).

Bakery stayed with us for almost 3 - 4 years, I still remember the first time I saw her ,
Ours was a house with a terrace which was connected to other houses and building in the surrounding , In my home there was already a cat, a white one which had taken kindof refuge in our home and since I was kindof attached to cats right from my school days , I always used to pour some milk in the saucer for any cat which would come by to say hello(read as 'meow') to my home, and it was this habit of mine which attracted Bakery towards our home . On that wonderful evening Bakery came down from terrace walking down slowly with its soft paws with some kind of fear of being caught by humans , seeing that it was too hesitant to come down to have the milk I kept the saucer some 3 steps above the ground on the staircase, so It drank the milk and just went into oblivion and we too said her goodbye thinking she too was just a hellosayer kindof friend.
And so the next day too it came through the sameway and had milk , and this went on for some days , and Bakery from the staircase now got enough confidence to get into the house , As i said we already had a white cat which use to hang around our house so it was kindof fight between Bakery and the white cat. And few days later we realised the white cat stopped coming to our home fearing Bakery , and now Bakery became the undisputed pet of our home.Bakery made sure it created kindof borders to stop other cats from infiltrating its home (i mean our home) so when all this happened Bakery was still a very small cat but was very fierceful and also very playful and use to play all day.

To give a description about Bakery it was a feline with pure black color except for the white patches on paws ,the neck and a small white patch on its nose which used to appear like someone had applied a small amount of fare n lovely on her nose with their finger , It did not have a good fur neither was it like those persian cats with full of hairs and a fat tail , Bakery appeared very slim with its black hair appearing like they were oiled and combed well, a not so fat tail and its large whiskers were quite big than normally we see in other cats.  For most of the people who had an illusion of a beautiful cat as a White or a Grey colored persian Bakery appeared to them as quite ugly and scary, Many guests at our home were even afraid to keep their feet on the floor.
Bakery was someone whom i never forgot to say Bye when i used to leave home for college , trying to pull her thin cheeks and whiskers also sometimes , Bakery always appeared to me like a small cute kid .
So when i used to return home from college Bakery used to appear from nowhere and start making noise at top of her voice like trying to complain or say 'where the hell were you the whole day?' and she used to be silent only when some food of hers was given to her.
Usually cats have a habit of moving around feet of humans and rubbing their body , Bakery was no different in this manner,  It always used to try rubbing its body against my feet and when i used to walk around in home it always used to cross my way , It sometimes reminded me of a myth people here in India believe that 'if a cat crosses your way it is a bad luck for you' and I used to laugh at this belief of people I used to say them that 'My way is crossed atleast 50 times in a day that too by a black cat and nothing bad happened to me'.

to be continued... in part 2 

The Scooty Meshtru(Master)

Before reading the below story u guys please remember its purely fictional and is based on true rumours.

The story starts somewhere in early 90's when a boy Ramesh was goin to a school in his village , he was a very bright student always but he was never concerned about showcasing it to others since he believed in revealing by work than words , right from his school he was a friend with few of her village girls namely
Kamolika, Sonalika and Jyothika. It was common for Ramesh to help out his friends , right from his childhood days while he was in school he used to teach Lady bird to his friend Komalika and this inspired their other friends also to come and learn cycling from him , this way he was called as 'cycle meshtru' when he was still a boy in school .And now after his High school our Ramesh joined college in Bangalore City since he was a bright student getting a seat for him in any college was as easy as getting change from a beggar in Bangalore traffic signals ..Now our Ramesh is 18+(although he had ,many childish acts still in him,) and he travels daily from his town (which was outskirts of Bangalore ) to the central of Bangalore City , he was quite studious and used to really work hard in his studies and also used to help out his friends and most of the time when his friends used to come along with him in night after attending coaching classes , Ramesh used to escort them till their door and if reqd he used to go their home to teach them what they wanted to learn ..even if they were already knowing it. Ramesh used to celebrate his friend's Birthday multiple times in a year , the reason is whenever he wanted to see his friends he used to go their home without any purpose and when he was asked for what purpose had he visited he simply used to say offering some chocolate "i thought its ur Birthday today" so i got u this(some gift) ,his friends were very happy by this act of his and in return used to give him some gifts too .In this way Ramesh had a good collection of gifts with him which he used to cycle among his different friends, but he had also changed in these years and had acquired a new skill of bluffing and flattering people , so after his 12th he joined engineering in one of the reputed college in bangalore but his friend got into different college but still they were in touch since they were the birds of the same village.

may be contd...

First fast of Ramzan

As salaam alaikum,

since from today , the ramzan month has started and it was the first fast ,

so want to share my experience with you , so yesterday a day before ramzaan it was expected by people the new moon may be visible on friday evening , but it dint happen so and now it was confirmed that ramzan will be starting from sunday, so on saturday it was a state of full excitement for me , and me and my friend azam had been to the maghrib prayer together and we expected to see the moon as it has been many years since i saw the new moon of the ramzan month, after the maghrib prayer we soon came in the open to see the moon but we dint see it even this time too , so never mind we thought we may try to see it from my terrace which is the third floor , but still it was hidden in the clouds so , no view and now it was official that ramzan is tomorrow (sunday), so now the time for taraweeh ( this is the extra prayer done during ramzan after isha prayer) had come i had my dinner early so that , by the time i come home from taraweeh it will be late to have dinner and it will be difficult to even have sehri , so now i went to sleep early ( early means 11 pm , since usualy i sleep after 11 30) , so now it was not even 4 still in the morning and my mom woke me up for sehri and i had known that the end time for sehri was 4 50 so i was very lazy to get up soon , so i was simply lying in bed closing my eyes untill it was 4 :15 am so now i woke up and had sehri very early before the time and was waiting for the azaan , as it was getting nearer for the time for azaan , it was usual for me to feel some what thirsty and a feel like my throat has gone dry , and i had some water and again some water , then finally the azaan started i stopped drinking at once and now it was time for fajr and did wazu in home went to masjid , and i was in masjid 10 mins before the jama'at ,for the first time after many days i was so early for fajr prayer , and it was so pleasing to see so many people in the masjid , i was astonished and thought where does this crowd goes in other months , so after fajr prayer i skipped the morning dars ( means it is 10- 15 min brief lecture) since i was feeling too sleepy , so i came home and slept . since it was sunday, i wanted to sleep for a long time but suddenly my friend had called me and i went to meet him , there i heard some of the very meaningful talk on ramzaan , the person said that ramzaan was not just a month where you offer salaah on time and read Quraan because this is a routine to a muslim any one should do it even in other months , but ramzaan is special so that we do extra prayers as compared to what we do in other months ,this is the month in which we are trained so that we may have self restraint for the rest of 11 months , and i totally agree with what the person said so from there i came home , then sat for a while on net goin through orkut and facebook and sending ramzaan greeting to my friends online , then it was around 12 in noon and i felt sleepy again and i went to sleep hoping to wake up around 1 for the zuhar(aftrernoon prayer) but when i woke up at 1 pm i felt i had no strength at all in my body and thought of going to prayer at 1 30 rather than 1 pm but even at 1 30 i felt sleepy and extended to wake up by 10 more mins , but then i thought i ts enough of laziness and i may not miss my prayer so i went to masjid but the jamaat was over and i individually prayed i thought about the loss i incurred that is 26 x 70 times of sawaab what we get for individual prayer , so i was cursing my laziness , then i came home from zuhar read Quraan for some time then again went to sleep and this time i woke up at 6 pm i saw even now asar is gone so i prayed it at home itself , then after this i was time for iftaar , at iftaar more than the fast and the prayer(dua ) my mind was towards from where were the samosas brought , is the dates there , and which fruits are present , so the azaan for iftaar was given and i breaked the fast in the name of Allah , now i felt very much relaxed so went to namaaz with full happiness and came home to see whether dinner was ready , so now i had dinner early as i dont like to delay dinner in ramzaan as it creates acidity when u wake up for sehri , my heart was happy and content that my fast for this ramzaan went well ,thanks to ALLAH ,all praise is due to him