Fatiha

Inspiring !

Wish you be stay always inspiring..
Just I found a new note book,
Still I am learner, what to write?

How to write and for whom?
No idea, how to move my pen?

Afraid if I miss spell, might get punishment,
Oh, God, drive my pen, with care fully,
I can’t miss my line in my test,
It’s so hard to go through the rest,
I don’t know how to over come up,
I don’t know before my bench,

A strict teacher is there,
Still my hands are weave ring,
Paper is so short to draw, what I have to draw,
Worried that time is so short,
If my God is with me and there,
Sure I will win the great fort!

I am wondering in many streets …

I am wondering in many streets,
I have no Idea which street is calling me,
Perhaps I lost my self some where,
Not able to come back again,
How long the path goes?
I am still walking and walking,
I have no idea when that street will bring me,
The destination I wish!
I feel always, I run on one way,
When I will see? Two way traffic,
I don’t know how long have to move ahead,
I have still long to go, one way,
But sure will get the turn back,
When it is rainy, feel moving alone,
An umbrella is not fit for to cover,
I afraid if I go long in rainy,
I might caught in the cold,
The street is still so long,
It will take time to reach,
Far to find warm to save cold and rain,
Oh, air is so harshly blowing,
No way to save umbrella,
Only the one and only,
Can save me , the God !
Please rain, just wait a little,
Still I have to reach for my wish,
Where my wish is dwelling,
Still in cool but in warm bed,
Oh, I can’t say its cruel, but so cute!

Courage is standing up for what you
Believe in without worrying about the
Opinions of others.

It's following your own heart,
Living your own life,
And settling for nothing less than
The best for yourself.

Courage is daring to take a first
Step, a big leap, or a different path.
It's attempting to do something that
No one has done before, and
All others thought impossible.

Courage is keeping heart in the face
Of disappointment, and looking at defeat
Not as an end but as a new beginning.
It believes that things will ultimately
Get better even as they get worse.

The showers will come,
There would be a blast in the sky,
Light will shine every where, and,
I am waiting & waiting for the rain,
,
I am testing of my self, or,
Testing your waiting,
I am crazy in waiting,
I am waiting & waiting for the rain,

Watching here & there, like a baby,
For the chocolate,feeling it as a gift,
Waiting for, but not a dreaming,
It is a fair fact for the waiting,

Here I am on the bank of the river,
Watching current of the water,
Moving so quick and active ,
The next bank of the river is not so far,
Feel to jump up there, but alas!
Weaves of the water in middle, pushed me back,

Waiting and waiting I enjoying,
Beyond limit of the joy ,
That I couldn’t get in greetings,
Waiting is a gift or a gift is a waiting,

Wishing not to loose my joy in meeting,
Wishing for ever for a waiting &.waiting!
Clouds are dark for ready to shower,
Let the waiting liberally, it’s a greeting !

Surprise

On 28th April, 2012, we were in the reception hall of the hotel waiting for a bus to return back to Makkah, at Medina. It was a big and well decorated hall to seat for the customers for . There are some sofas and tea tables which were highly polished. On main wall there was a TV, in which Hajj live program was running.
Both of the religious cities( Makkah & Medina ) were crowded with foreigners from whole of the world. People come from every corner of the world, those are all Muslims. Specially in big cosmopolitan cities, we can find so many people of the world. But, here in these cities, we can find so many people of the world in large groups. Therefore we can recognize them from their dresses and physical structure. Like Indian, Pakistani & Bangladeshi, Indonesian and Malaysian, Chinese & Japanese , Afghanis & Iranians,
Egyptians & Turkish, Africans, Eastern and westerns.
Still a bus was not arrived at hotel. My wife and my self was sitting on the sofa and watching Hajjes in the TV- live show. But , I went to my room for some work and my wife changed the sofa to seat with a woman came from Mumbai. During that time a couple, to whom I had seen them talking with each other near sofa, may be they are from Turkish or from Egypt. Seated on the sofa just for a while and went to reception counter. My wife seen a currency note of a 200 Saudi Riyals on the sofa where a couple were sitting and before them I was sitting on it. She called that couple and showed that this is your currency note, please collect it. They refused to take it and said that it was not their’s. But my wife forced them to take that amount. Reluctantly they accepted that amount..
When I backed from my hotel room, I told my wife that I lost 200 Riyals some where.
My wife said, “oh, just before your arrival I gave it to that couple, those were not ready to accept it, but by forced I gave them , believing that it was their’s.” At that time that couple left the reception counter !
It was really surprised thing that same thing happen in life innocently and we can not do any thing so far .Money was not important . Repentance from any one is useless when destiny has fixed the situation prior. What more we can do ?