Saturday, September 18, 2010

Words are Numbers, Numbers are words

Let’s write about an unexpected encounter with a complete stranger. The good thing is that stranger was a Jamaican. He was twice my age, and that made him pour down his wisdom to me. With time on my side, I listened patiently to that stranger. Please bear with my short-term memory; because, I will be referring to him as a stranger throughout the blog.

It all began when he asked the time. For this I have to take time to thank my mother for gifting me a watch before my departure. This gentleman asked for the time and we were a group of students waiting for the bus. We were standing just five steps away; just then, the stranger began humming a song. It was a beautiful song, and please pardon me for not recording that tune. I don’t have monies left to buy a good cell-phone. This man had an amazing voice and he was singing it so sweetly that I inched a little closer to catch all the words.

Every song comes to an end but I wish this shouldn’t. The stranger then looked towards me and said that this was not a choir song. He made this up himself; furthermore, he opened his mind so that I could digest the truth of the world. Pointing to the ground and consequently raising his finger towards the skies; he utters a simple word which in itself has all the complexities. He says, ‘Son, I have got some words to tell. You have got some numbers to work on.’

At first, I could not understand what he meant. He further adds up, “Son, my number is 51. Yours must be 24. I will tell you some words and it will take you 27 numbers to understand those words. Understanding is the key.” So now you must be scratching your brains as to what am I trying to tell. Let me explain.

All he meant was that he is 51 years of age and I am 24 years old. He has seen more life than me. He has got more words to share. All he demanded of me was to listen. But listening in itself is not more than enough. We all listen to what others have been trying to tell us. Unless and until, we don’t understand what we are listening, it makes no sense. In whatever endeavour we undertake, we have to grasp the basics. Instructors, Teachers, Bosses, Superiors and Parents will keep telling us to do this and don’t do that. This is completely wrong and out of this world. God created us to enjoy our time to the full and he will receive us with open arms whether we get the understanding or not. It is in every one of us to be passionate about understanding the nature.

Man has not created the world, yet he never ceases to impose his own will. Doing so, he is challenging the creator. After bidding his time, he has to answer back to his creator. He wont have any answers and will repent his decisions. So think carefully and understand.

Simply put, do something for the Mother Nature. She is the same in every part of the world and no nation can change that. America is the super-power of the world but it has the same soil as in Afghanistan. The technology created by us is to help us at the cost of nature. Treat every human you meet as your brethren. God doesn’t expect this from us. WELL, IT IS TIME WE SURPRISE HIM.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010


                                                             Pirates of the Wireless

Hi there. It’s been a long time since the last post. Switching countries is also a cumbersome task. But fellows, I am back.
I have always desired to buy a laptop for a long time but finally I have got one that I am not so proud of. Why should I be? It is not a Mackintosh neither is it Vaio. Have you people heard of Acer? You have not. So i decided to put a big image so that you get fairly acquainted with this brand. 
Hrithik Roshan, I bet would be using a Mac. But I am not being sarcastic but he is the brand ambassador and is hence paid well to promote a bad product. If only somebody had forced me into buying Apple, things would have been different. Apple is gifting I-touch along with their laptops. So I would be busy touching the iTouch and fiddling with it to my satisfaction, but I wonder what are the ends to my satisfaction.
Now in the process of crying over my recent purchase I have wasted both mine as well as your precious time by diverting from the topic at hand. This device enables me to surf net as per my convenience. I am a man who likes to jump at every freebie thrown his way. So with my new found love for mobility I am running hitherto searching for the signals. Wish I was born a Tony Stark, the owner of Stark Enterprises, flying over the free airspace donning a suit carved out of iron. But wishes are wishes and are not as simple as cooking dishes. Even I am preparing myself for the big job at hand. 
I have a dream of opening my own restaurant serving snake food, but there aren't many takers. I would be cooking the food, injecting loads of venomous sauces in the food so that my customers are dead enough not to visit any other food chain. I am heartless, ain’t I. Only when it comes to cracking jokes.
Time to end the topic which anyways never made any sense. Come on, what made you read through the end of this. Or was I successful in making a fool out of you by keeping you somehow interested till now. The heading itself was a jest. There are still some writers left in this world who don’t make sense. They belong to a completely different genre.  Lets name their writings as idiotically nonsense as only this term could do them some justice. 
But I will seriously be starting a completely new topic. I will be maintaining a journal regarding my college life and it will have everything I have to encounter in my day to day life.
Till then Goodbye, holy souls. God Bless you all.  
Yours Comically, insanely Sapera.