No interest

What may seem like a serious business to one, may not hold any importance to the other at all. The whole idea of our being is being related to our self. I am here in a training, I have 34 trainees, and I have made them realize that they work they are going to do is going to bring in wonders in their lives. I have infused in them the corporate knowledge, the business need for doing something which is beyond their personalities but yet it is going to benefit them. I find all my trainees very innocent, and eager. The calls they are going to take are going to be an addition to the overall benefit of the company. I can see so many of these trainees here have absolutely no interest in this job, they are here, just because they have some responsibilities, or some expectations to meet. 

No interest

What may seem like a serious business to one, may not hold any importance to the other at all. The whole idea of our being is being related to our self. I am here in a training, I have 34 trainees, and I have made them realize that they work they are going to do is going to bring in wonders in their lives. I have infused in them the corporate knowledge, the business need for doing something which is beyond their personalities but yet it is going to benefit them. I find all my trainees very innocent, and eager. The calls they are going to take are going to be an addition to the overall benefit of the company. I can see so many of these trainees here have absolutely no interest in this job, they are here, just because they have some responsibilities, or some expectations to meet. 

Bloated Happy & Content Apple

She was about 5 feet and 4 inches tall, with a body shaped as a pear. Sometimes she thought she was becoming an apple, bulging out from all side. With this height of her's even the slightest weight would look as if she had put on a lot of pounds, but these were all self defying thoughts. She had actually put on a lot of weight. Sometimes she would recall her perfect figure a few years back, before she got married. Back then she would go on frequent diets, stopping herself from consuming any fried, carbs laden food, or fizzy drinks, try different  now she doesn't know when to stop eating or even care about what she's eating. After her marriage she even tried to maintain her perfect body, try to watch what she was eating. Trying to go on frequent diets off and on, but not as strict and not as off and on as she used to. Her face was now pale, without any makeup she would look a lot older than her age. Dark spots on her forehead, and chin, she didn't know from where they appeared, and became a part of her face, she would try to use some home remedies to get rid of them, but that too so seldom. That was just to remind herself that she still cared for self, her beauty, her image. Her hair so dry, lean, full of split ends, she didn't have anytime left now to apply egg, oil and yogurt mixture, which was a must a few years back. Her feet dry, hands dry, chipped nails, legs tired. Her clothes so loose that they could be used as curtains. Once the stylish chick she was, now turned into a practical, smart, witty, house wife with two children, two boys, whom she loved and adored. Most of her time was spent cooking, cleaning, taking care of her kids, her husband, every now and then she would help her mother in law in get out of her insane mental patches just by supporting her and listening to her. She would occasionally get online to check What was happening in the outside world, by connecting with friends and family through facebook. Running errands from Morning till night, she had accepted it all, she never complained that she didn't have enough, not regretting even a single moment of her life. 
            Despite of all the troubles she had in her life, there was one thing she always had on her self, which was better than any makeup any cosmetic product and any piece of cloth, It was her attitude. Her smile, she had it on her like a sparkling gem, better than a glittery piece of jewelry. The attitude with subdued calmness and understanding. Confident as ever that every thing was under control. When she was around, everything would be taken care. and She had the power the nerve to create everything from nothing, just by putting her heart and mind into it. Such was her aura, it was there before she got married, and it continued to be polished after that. It got better and better with time.. 

Zaroori Sajday

tu parh apniyan namazan.. mai keraan apne sajday..
rab koi sada wakhra na.. hisab tay saday wakhray..

A Bunch of Girls ..

We connect with people, with materialistic things, with animals, with our surroundings, where ever we go, we have the strong need of belonging to someone or something. As i have connected with my work colleagues and from colleagues to friends. Using the Mediums of Whatsapp, facebook and office Lync we communicate, we share, we praise each other, like each other. At times we disagree, and might even argue about different things. 

The thought of writing this blog came into my mind, when we were coming upstairs after having lunch in the office from cafe. Every one with their story, with their realities, with their sorrows, worries, dreams. And yet they are all living with it, all smiling, laughing. They all get up in the morning, get dressed, come to work and then we all connect. Connect through our souls, the souls which are pretty, which are pure, beautiful and above all strong. And i am proud to hangout and share myself with people who are proud of them selves, and who are going on with what life has given them, and yet they spread beauty and smile all along. We the bunch of girls .. are Living ! and we celebrate it each day with each other…