why people suffer?.....(part 2)

There couldn’t be any written explanation of why people suffer? But it might not be due to our past life. We leave in a world where at every corner we face difficulties, tough situations. And at the time when we try to cross the hurdle, we try to remember God, the reason behind; he is the ultimate power and the creator, who made the world for us to live. He tried to make it complete and pure almost perfect, where every human was to be good, happy, would face situations without any challenges and hardship, will live in home surrounded by lush green garden and always obey his rules. At the beginning he was good, happy, ser passed every hurdle without suffering, but the only thing that he didn’t turned up like almighty wanted that was disobeying him. And that’s how the first human became impure. His impurities were inherited by his children and by the time they grew up, they became more impure that trend followed till date. Like for an example a child who is born with HIV positive, so is child should be held responsible for HIV, NO, the child is HIV positive because of the immoral of either his parents and that’s the reason he is suffering. It might be a genetic issue, but likewise, whenever we do something immoral which makes us impure that is transmitted to our decedents making them impure like us.



Going back, what happened to the first human who was living in the perfect world and who was the first human to disobey and made himself impure, well he wasn’t able to live up to God’s expectation. As he made it imperfect unlike the creator wanted it to be, hence now he started suffering for being disobedient. The creator now started to make him face his consequences, he started losing whatever he had, when he faced any tough situation it was not easy for him to get himself out of it without any challenge and hardship like before, he lost his home, his garden and when started losing he was not happy which made him more inferior, he started suffering, he faced hardships, and at the end with lots of suffering he died. Suffer and death, are the two faces of the same coin.


Each one of us carries some of the impurities with us at the time of our birth. Strategically it depends on us, how much space we provide to these impurities to grow within us, which could make us more impure. But when we realize our impurities and if we try to trash that could help us making the world like creator wanted it to be like. And of course making our decedents little bit more pure and less suffer.

why people suffer?....(part 1)

We all face hardships in our lives. May it be our personal life or professional, we hardly are able to find any explanations to these queries, is there any one who can convincingly give a reason, why there is so much suffering for us and people around? Do we know why we suffer or why people suffer?

We live in a modern century but many people believe that it is because of “Karma”. Karma is the actions of our past lives we lived, and due to our prejudices of past lives we face consequence or actions in present life! Though Karma is being widely accepted by people around the world, which is quite logical as some people suffer with making no fault, they are often born into very poor families and some are even deformed and crippled. It is believed that they are been punished of something they did bad in their previous life. Well I won’t lie but even I believed until I saw other face of the coin.
Today science also believes in humans past lives and Karma theory, but many still believes that human never had any past life so there is no past life regression in present life! Past life regression or Karma can prove to be true in individual cases but can it prove to be correct for the example I am going to state below.
Like in some third world countries majority of people are extremely poor, they do not have food to eat, clothes to wear and roof to live under, as a result the children there suffer from hardships of lives from the very beginning, they are often sick, starve, live in poor condition throughout lifetime, actually they have no future to live. Does it mean, all those children were bad in their past lives, and hence they are adversely affected in present life, and on the other hand children in developed nation are born in well to do families, they have better lifestyle, they enjoy better health and experience more benefits than those living in poor countries. Does it means children born in well to do families in a developed nation, all were better human in their past lives?
Is it reasonable enough to believe in past life? If we blindfoldedly believe in Karma then it will leave us in concluding that all people living in developed nations, who lead a better life, were better human beings in past lives than those who are living in poor countries, are suffering for something they did bad in their past lives, resulting in such adverse affect in present life.
Then what would give us a proper explanation to this matter. Is there any way to know the truth?
Well yes there is and I am going to disclose it to you in very next post. So until then think about the above line written and do leave a comment…

need to realise..its needed

Are we on a way of developing where in every Sunday edition we will read about Yemenis girls fatality or victimized by there traditions? Few days ago I wrote something about a Yemenis girl “Najood ali” and now again I read about a 13 year girl, who got married to 11 years elder guy and was victim of marital violence. What kind of society is really working in Yemen, where every third girl is married before the age of 15! Though the rule state 17 is the age bar, but is it really helping the poor girls there to save their lives and dignity? My question is don’t they deserve to prepare themselves for marriages, may be its not possible to give equal rights, like same to the boys and girls there but they can give them the right to grow! Can’t they act little bit of human. Well how can I raise my figure against any other nation, as where I live, there are so many people who defy the rules here. Who can make them realize that rules are made not because there should be an existence of one but it proves to be beneficial.



They are so many issues to talk about but if you really want to feel some of this kind of emotional turmoil, and if you love to read then please read Khalid hossenni’s “thousand splendid suns”. Wonderful book, must read!!...

i am your butterfly...your butterfly

Every time I am scared, any time I am alone.

I want to hold your hands, but couldn’t find you all around.


Those days when I was a kid, you always told me to see a dream.
You were always there with mee….e


But now I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.


You bought that red dress; you brought me those little cupcakes.
You said me I am your princess; you taught me when I made mistakes.
Now you are not around, now I call you without a sound.


Those days when I was a kid, you always told me to see a dream.
You were always there with mee….e


But now I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.


Every Sunday you took me for a treat, to the ice cream parlor next to the street.
I was to wait for the evening, to get my chocolate ice cream.
You always took me there and always gave me your share.
One day when you couldn’t make it up for me,
I shouted on you, thinking you don’t love mee..ee!


I am sorry, I am soorrryyyy, I am sor sorry.
I hurt you
I am sorry, I am soorrryyyy, I am sor sorry.
I hurt you


I miss you so much in me.
I learnt how to chase my dream.


You wanted me to fly so high..
Now I have wings to fly, now I learnt how to fl…y, now I have the sky to fly,
I am the butterfly, oohh I am the butterfly, yes I am the butterfly, yes yes your queen butterfly.
But Dad! I miss you in my life….

Like you were always there with me, when I was a kid,
I saw a dream, full of realm
You were sitting beside me; you showed your pride in me.
With all the things you have given to me. I learnt to dream and I live my dream….the way, you wanted me to be….


I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.

a dash of love and affection....all that works!!!!

What would make us a better person to be out of them both? Is it Sacrifice or being flexible? Sacrifice means giving others what they wish, selflessly, without thinking of getting own self hurt (which u may cause to you), something like I may lose something or may I be heart broken but at least someone else is happy who is very close to me.

Being flexible means your capability for adjustment, may be amongst your family, friends or even in a mob of folks. But being flexible doesn’t hurt you or anyone. It is mind set, may be for example” you need the calculator! Ok you take it I will do manually or may be later”. Though being flexible makes you feel neglected or ignorant sometimes in front of them, may be because they take you for granted, usually like “ah! She will understand, don’t have to think about it!”
But
Dear people if someone is flexible don’t take them for granted because he or she may expect you to understand them. They do little adjustment because they care for you a lot or give you much importance that you may never guess.
If someone is adjusting or giving you importance just try a little to return some in favor. To make them happy and you can be selfish because the little you going to do for them which they actually never had expected from you, they will return the more to you. And if you genuinely care for them then speak up!
PS
This little exchange of affection or may I say being 'flexible' makes us what we are that is human being or being HUMAN.
With love

lets enjoy our favorite again..!!!

We all have favorites, hai na, might be favorite dress, favorite food, or favorite color, which we say to everyone to our friends and all people we know but kya hum apni un khas favorites ke bare mein sabko batate hai jo hum shayad hamare deepest secret ho, ya fir unhe hum secrets maan kar bade hone ke baad kiddish attitude kehkar hass dete hai ya fir apne secrets ko sabke saamne kehne ke liye favorite ka naam dedete hai. Jo bhi ho par yeh favorite hamesha hamare aas paas hi hota hai, kabhi hume acha lagta hai to kabhi nahi. Like 7th mein mere maths teacher mere favorite teacher but the actually secret is I had a crush on him. Nimbu paani only with a dash of salt, my favorite, I can have it any time (it helps me to cut calories), john abrahim is my favorite (I wish my beau looked like him!!!).

But some time I feel ki hum un chizo ko kahin peeche rakh dete hai, jaise jaise hum bade hote hai hamare favorite kam hote rehte hai, kyoun bachpan mein to itni chizein achi lagti thi par aaj kyoun nahi, or agar aaj lagti bhi hai to unke mayne badal gaye hai. Bachpan balloons fulane mein bhi ache lagte the par ab time ki kami hai balloons kisse chahiye, who sari baatein jinhe hum bachpan ya apna alharpan kehte hai unhe hum aaj waste of time kehte hai, net pe ghanto bethne ya ape mobile pe batein karna Xbox pe game khelna to time waste nahi hai, to fir dosto ke saath har din milna ghanto tak baatein karna, cycle sikhne ke naam par naa jane kahan kahan bhatakna naye raste nikla hum aaj bhul gaye. Shayad apni hi zarurto ko pura karte karte khud ko bhul rahe hai, kyoun aaj white sheet dekhne par hum signature practice karte hai? pehle to likhe hue kagazo par bhi hum drawing kiya karte the, newspaper par bhi crayons chalate the, kya in chizo ke maynein badal gaye hai ya fir hum, kyounki who saari chize to aaj bhi waisi hi hai jaise pehle thi. Bachpan pe ek sikka bhi mil jaaye to use ek kazane ki tarah piggybank mein daalte the par koi sikka louta ta hai to hum keep the change kehte hai. Najaane kitne pencilo ko sirf sharp kiya hai, bas kiska spring sabse lamba hoga iski sharte rakte the par aaj uski jagah parkar pen le li hai, pehle to poochka kitne ache lagte the par aaj utna kutta pasand nahi. Sab kuch to hai aaj par fir bhi wo maza nahi, pehle apna shehar sabse acha lagta tha har nuke chohrahe par wo ice cream or candy floss wala dikhta tha.
Aaj kyoun mujhe sochna par raha hai mera fovrite kya hai kon si who chize hai jo mein pehle karti thi to mujhe kushi milti thi maza aata tha par aaj kitna sochna par raha hai, pehle to aisa nahi tha, kya hai mera favorite baar baar who cindrella ki story panda or fir din bhar khud ko cindrella maan na, chori chori newspaper se Rahul dravid ki photo katkar scrap book banana, rasna peena, school se nikalte waqt wo chane or imli lena. Kyoun apne hi favorite chizo se khud hi dur ho gaye hai hum jo kahin na kahin hume khudse khud ko jorti thi, shayad is bhagte hue zindagi mein abhi bhi der nahi hui apni favorite ko jeena ka. Or koi condition bhi to nahi hai na ek saath kaye chizein favorite ho sakti hai, kyoun ho sirf blue mera favorite jabki mujhe to rasna ka orange color bahot acha lagta hai mera favorite.
Dekha guys its too easy, capture your every moment, abhi bhi hare k baat hamari favorite, mat kaho “I am fan of priyanka chopra” kaho she is my favorite like zaheer is my favorite.. Agar agli baar koi sheet mile to try to sketch, teen flavor ki ice cream eek saath khane mein achi lagti hai to try it again apne bike ya car mein hi sahi kabhi jao naye raste par jahan pehle kabhi nahi gaye, koshish to karke dekho kya aaj bhi balloons phoola sakte ho, fir se rasna pee kar dekho bahut acha lagta hai pepsi, coke or appy fizz better hai, Maggie ko haatho se khao, word file mein hi sahi apni scrapbook firse banao, apni saari favorite chizo ko firse karo. Rainbows banao floweres banao make your life full of colors. Jhule par khare hokar jhulna acha lagta than a to ab kyoun girne ka darr hai, ek baar fir se try to karo bahut saalo ki practice hai. Barish mein medhak ke peeche kudna or use pakarna bhi acha lagta tha par aaj kyoun lagta hai ki haath gande ho jayenge, chalo iss baar try karte hai firse. Maza ayega, woh sab kuch jo hamari favorite hua karti thi jo hume simplicity ko zinda rakhti thi.
Favorite make us happy n smile whenever we think of it
So as I always say be happy and smile always….
Love Deepika