God

As a curious kid, I always asked Mom, who is God? How does he look? What does he eat? And what not. I don’t remember the answers she would have given to my endless queries about God, but my brain is still inked with my self-reasoning and explanations.

While I eat, I thought God would eat ten times bigger meal than mine in one bite, but does he eats? When I run , I wonder God will overrun me in just split of second, or fly, or just by thinking he would reach the place he wanted to go *poof*. When children born, I asked Mom who is the parents of God, she would say, God is alone. But I always reasoned someone might have created God, and God of God might have been created by someone, it was like never ending.

With age I started pushing my queries back and back in my mind. I stopped stressing my brain to imagine the figure of God. Being a Muslim, I believe that God is alone and no one created him, and there is no one like him. He is the creator of everything. And he is above all human needs.

Time by time those suppressed thoughts will jump to front and I will push them back again; *don’t think about it, don’t think about it…* It was all until the day, when I was having discussion on the same topic on our company’s forum, where I expressed my view as “God has not given our minds the capability to think about him”. Many folks argued as human mind is great, it can achieve anything by expanding its limits etc. One of my friends solved all my queries by quoting a simple example; “If you try to explain the mechanism of a machine to cockroach, its brain would never understand it”

Like I said, it's beyond our minds to argue the God!

Five

We all know the basic five elements of life; Water, Air, Fire, Sky and Earth.


How do I define love?
It’s the water that is sweet and pure
It’s the wind that doesn’t mess with you hair
It’s the light that is divine
It’s the cloud with silver line
It’s the land where we sow
How do I define love?
How do I define love…

Stench And Scent

Typical work day ended with the usual workout at aerobics. In hurry of reaching home, I did not notice the dude sitting in the auto (Share auto, where we pay per head). Only when he turned his face other side, I remembered about the workout(Sometimes ignorance makes better impression than attention). I was sweating like pig, and could have been smelling like dead fish. So hot dude was trying to ignore the stench or whatever, who cares. Then a blow of wind filled my side of auto with his scent, it was so awesome that made me look at his face, but darkness won :(. Now and then his pleasant smell was filling my side of auto, and you can guess for the his side. I don’t remember his face but that scent is still in my head, and with all my luck he might remember mine :(.

Lesson learned: After workout, never delay the shower till home!

SuperMom

Incident 1:

Like every other normal day, I called mom in the evening after coming back from office to tell her I reached home safe.
My roommate had gone to her aunt’s house and she had planned to stay there overnight. I was scared to death to be alone in the night, cause of some stupid horror movie watched day before. Then around 11.00 pm Mom called, she never calls me at that time, what she said stunned me.
Mom: I can’t sleep, are you ok? Is X (my flat mate/friend) there?
I lied: Yes
Mom: I want to talk to her; I don’t feel good and want to make sure you are ok
I lied: She has fallen asleep and everything is fine, I will call you in the morning.

Incident 2:

After almost six months I was going home for Eid, the journey was too tiring, but I made home safely. Same night I got bad fever, and was too tired even to move, mom came to my room around 3 in the morning, and checked me. She said I had a feeling, that you are not well.

I think it is the love for her children that turns out to be sixth sense in mothers.