Brilliance and the Captivity of Negativity

I have always been fascinated by brilliant people; I feel inspired by people’s abilities such as intelligence, creativity, knowledge, skills, and leadership qualities.  I find these inspiring people everywhere, in history books, in world news, as well as daily life. I read about them, I see them, and I wonder how these masterpieces of human race do all that great stuff which displays their sheer brilliance. And my respect for their brilliance comes irrespective of their caste, creed, or color, and when I read about them, or watch them, I tend to search patterns related to their personal and professional lives. Continue reading “Brilliance and the Captivity of Negativity”

Compassion and Humanity

I wonder how so many people walk over this earth without any compassion or humanity in their hearts. How we believe that we are so strong, so powerful, and so clever to be able to do anything. How we treat our fellow beings so unfairly and unkindly, so rude and mean to them, and cheat and lie to them oblivious to our own frailty. Continue reading “Compassion and Humanity”

Why We Fail Chasing Success

Dear old Confucius once said, “Our greatest glory is not in ever falling, but in rising every time we fall”, and how accurate he was. Continue reading “Why We Fail Chasing Success”

Things I Want Her to Know

She calls this room my “hujrah” (cloister / man-cave).

This is my operational room. This is where I monitored the entire 2013 elections, and in the words of my cousin Sidra, “as a one-man army”. This is where I read, I write, I cozy up in to my lonely self and spend time thinking, smoking, taking tea or coffee, use internet, go “social”, do multimedia of all types depending on my mood and just be with myself – most of the time just sit and do nothing. Continue reading “Things I Want Her to Know”

A Life of Adventure

All my life I had desperately managed to achieve what everyone would hardly call average grades, I always felt like a donkey with a pile of books on his back. But the evil spirit within me endured the years upon years of torture; I endured this educational brutality. Thanks to “gaaliyaan, jotay and thudday” of my parents, and sometimes by elder, finer, and brighter siblings too, for helping me endure this grinding process. Continue reading “A Life of Adventure”

Happily Never After – Last Part

Note: If you have not read part one of this two parts story – read it here: Happily Never After – Part I Continue reading “Happily Never After – Last Part”

Happily Never After – Part I

PART ONE

He stopped running, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his face, and threw himself on the ground. A shadow turned around and ran towards him and almost screamed in a melodious, young, worried female voice, “What happened? Are you alright?” He could not say a word in response; he was breathing so heavily, but waved a hand to reassure her that he was alright. Continue reading “Happily Never After – Part I”

Confessions and Relationships

I need to make certain confessions before I wear my “intellectual” robes and start making proclamations about human psychology, of which I know absolutely nothing, and about our inept attitudes towards relationships, yet I know you are still going to read me. Continue reading “Confessions and Relationships”

The Tree of Life

When I originally watched Darren Aronofsky’s The Fountain back in 2006, except for its magical music, I did not really like the movie. The non-linear narrative always confused me and seemed irreconcilable and incoherent for my little brain. The sporadic cuts and flashbacks were not just the only reason I did not quite liked the movie, as a dutiful devout Muslim, I felt really appalled for its Semitic references; the tree of life and the obvious connection to Genesis and Kaballah.   Continue reading “The Tree of Life”

First Impression; the Last Impression

There is this famous English saying, “first impression is the last impression” which used to be the only reason I gave myself when people did not really like me. Like every other selfie-obsessed person out there, I would often pause and reflect in my mirror and confess that the saying is so true. I never quite liked what I saw in the mirror, how could others? Continue reading “First Impression; the Last Impression”