Two Paths; Choose Wisely

Many times in life, when you are about to perform a task or about to do something you come to a crossroad. You are shown two paths; two options. One path shows you the “good” or the “right” way. The other one shows you the “bad” or the “wrong” way. At that time it is up to you to decide and chose the "best" option.

More often than not we are faced with the same crossroad when it comes to our approach towards the sequence of actions in our life. We may see a sequence of actions in our life and think pessimistically about those. Or we can take the same sequence of actions, view them and come up with a totally different optimistic analysis.

In short you can choose to see everything in a negative way or you can choose to be positive about things, no matter how bad the things seem.

I was about to make this mistake of falling into the pit of negativity and pessimism. But something hit me quite on time. So now I am choosing to be very positive about everything. I have even transformed the shape of the seemingly unfortunate series of events of my life into very positive and auspicious ones.

I just pray that I remain this way and keep my “all-positive” glasses on all the time. Ameen. :-)

Loving Blue; Hating Blue

There has always been a lot of blue in my life. One reason is that blue is my favourite colour. Whenever I look at material objects, the blue ones are the lucky ones that catch my attention. I am always looking for blue pencils, blue sharpeners, blue clothes, blue ear rings and practically everything blue. This is the “loving” the blue part.

There is another face to this blue being in my life matter. Blue is also a feeling and the worst that I ever suffer. Feeling blue gives rise to blue tears, blue moments, blue thoughts and pure blue-ness. Everything seems to be clogged with blue. This is the “hating” the blue part.

It is so funny that one thing can have so many aspects and so many faces. That’s even funnier that you love some parts and you hate some parts. I guess this “blue” thing does not really fit into this description, but what’s the harm in making a comparison and saying it. We can say anything we like, right? Especially anything that is at least not hurting anyone, right? And I guess a mindless scribble would definitely NOT cause any pain, right? Don’t mind me and tell me I am wrong if I am wrong, right? ;-) hehe

I better go now. Catch ya all later.

Note: If you think the above is a rubbish piece of writing, then please forgive me. You might have guessed that I am blue so I am thinking blue which is not straight. So I guess I do deserve a big pardon. Right? ;-) hehe

Just Another Bee in the PuzzleBee Hive

Well yes it's true. I am now addicted to something new. It's the cool application of Facebook called PuzzleBee. Apparently it is a simple application but believe me it is highly addictive. It's an application that allows jigsaw puzzles to be made online.




It provides three types of puzzles; easy, medium and hard. Easy ones have the biggest pieces to join and the hard ones have the smallest pieces. Making a jigsaw puzzle allocates point that contribute in gaining a higher rank. Easy ones are worth less points while the hard ones are worth the highest points.



So far i have gained the "Spelling Bee" rank and i guess i gained it fast. Take a look at my rank progression:

My PuzzleBee Ranks

Can't wait to get to the next rank! ;-)

May God save me from this adiction! :-D hehe

"Blogspot" Blocked Again?

Just now I was trying to access my own blog but i kept getting a "page not found" error. I thought maybe the blogger servers are really busy. I tried again and failed. I tried opening my friend's blog and I failed yet again.

Seeing this I suspected the "blogspot" domain getting blocked by the "authorities". (I had my reasons of suspicion. One being this that this had happened before.) So I tried accessing the blog via a proxy. And THIS time I succeeded.

I wonder what has somebody put on their blog NOW that moved our authorities to block it. Last time it was the issue of people publishing the cartoons of our prophet Muhammad (PBUH). What the cartoonists, their supporters and promoters did was really unacceptable as well as hurtful to the feelings of all Muslims, but what has BLOGGER got to do with it? Why block it and deprive us all of even our own blogs!

Nostalgia

For the past hour I have been looking at old pictures. Pictures of family and friends. Pictures of places and things. Pictures of me or ones taken by me. Looking at all these pictures is making me really nostalgic. I once again want to relive those moments that have long gone. I want to experience all those feelings that I felt. I don't know what is this and why is it happening, but this bittersweet feeling is adding a dash of excitement to my heart. It is leaving nothing there but a sweet feeling of joy and happiness.

I am thankful to Allah that He has bestowed upon me such lovely moments in time (captured on camera and otherwise). I wish I can experience many more like these and better. Ameen. :-)

How Futuristic Should We Be?

I was wondering that how good it is to be futuristic. And to what extent should we be futuristic. Should we take up the little things that are going on in our lives and build big stories upon those to get a glimpse of the future? Even if we do that, should we always be scared of the unforeseen and build up a story that portrays the future as going from bad to worse?

I have no answers to these questions of mine. But I know that I have done this in my life. On some occasions I thought so much of the future that I scared myself. And due to that scary imagination, I decided not to tread those paths any further.

I also know that when this kind of behavior is shown to me, I despise it, especially when it is related directly to me. This might indicate that I have double standards; that I choose one thing for myself and something else for the other person. That is why I am confessing that I do this.

I still don’t know if one should be so futuristic about stuff. I also don’t understand this feeling and the tendency to drift away from the present only to picture a darker picture of the future. But whatever it is, it is excruciatingly scary. I have lost people in the past on these grounds. I wish I would not lose any more.

Continued Pursuit of Hot Water Caused a Casualty

The pursuit of the hot water continued today as well. But today there was a casualty. Yesterday the frost on the car wind screen was very thick. I used hot water to remove it. Keeping the picture of yesterday’s frost in my mind, I thought today would be same. So I asked my mother to heat up some water while I got ready for office. When it was time to leave, it was time to take the water with me. The available container was a plastic bottle. As soon as the hot water was poured into it, it crumpled. ;-)

Yes I know, I should have known better than to pour that hot water in a plastic bottle. But at the spur of the moment it happened automatically. Thank god the bottle withstood the heat and only crumpled instead of turning into a sieve full of holes. I was able to transport the water up to the car where I splashed it over all the glass I could see on the car. ;-)

When done, I threw the bottle away as keeping that wrinkly bottle was going to be of no use. That bottle was the brave casualty in today’s hot pursuit of hot water. May it rest peacefully in the dustbin.