Sunday, December 9, 2012

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Symbolism in doors

Have you ever wondered what went behind the mind of a human being in the creation and installation of doors in buildings? Me neither. Seems obvious doesn't it. That where there should be a place, building or a boundary, there should be a door.

But lets think about this, what created the need for such a thing? I will tell you a story ...

In the beginning of times when humans were scarce and small in number. They never really cared about doors or windows. They were happy living in their caves and trees. Sometimes they had to scare off animals and had to light fires outside to keep animals at bay. Then as the time passed on humans started covering up their entrences with wooden or stone slabs at nights to protect themselves in a better manner from threats.

Lets shed some more light on the word threat.

A statement of an intention to inflict pain, injury, damage, or other hostile action on someone in retribution for something done or not...: "the family has received death threats"

A menace of bodily harm, such as may restrain a person's freedom of action.

So if a door was introduced to keep foriegn threats outside, to avoid unwanted guests, others from taking over one's place then doors can be considered as symbols of 'avoidance and mistrust'.

Further since humans do allow some individuals close to them inside the doors from time to time and others whom with time they come to know better shows that even though humans are social animals still they need to categorize themselves in social circles and can't let everybody join that circle instantaneously.

That is the reason why humans like to emphasize so much on territories and boundaries.

Thinking on a wider scale, doors show that we as people never really can live together and would rather stay apart unless there are some common interests that serve us in living together.

How often do people share their inner most secrets with others? Hardly ever. Even if there is a friend or a lover with whom they share everything still there are certain thoughts and conjectures that stay inside never to see the surface and be heard of ever. There is a partition that we like to create of our thoughts and ideas within ourselves hidden from the world. Unless there is a need to share them, in a more reformed manner, in a way we deem suitable or in a manner we see fit to the world or that will not have any adverse affect on us. That is, if someone is in a reasonable frame of mindset.

Doors are just an extension of the human state of feeling insecure and finding ways to secure themselves from any foriegn threats. Physical or psychological. Humans are never really at ease unless they know they are secure and warm.

But isn't that just obvious?

Saturday, November 17, 2012

I would give up my Hummer

We hear so much, give this up in the name of your Lord. Give that up. Etc Etc. Well I was thinking that  even though I don't have one but I would like to give up my Hummer in the name of God.

What I would like to do is purchase a brand new one, all shiny and black with a shade of red in it. Drive it like crazy on top of hills and rocks and really wreck it. Run it into walls, hills, barricades and what not. I mean like really do things that are unimaginable with a vehicle such as a hummer.

Then once its really wrecked and the chesis is out of shape then shower patrol on top of it and light it up. There goes my sacrifice in the name of Lord. Take my sacrifice my Lord I did it all for you. The fire lit in background with hummer burning and exploding in the darkness of the night is a symbol of the Lord's light and fire burning in my heart. It's the Lord doing His work in me and I am lit in his fire. Burning and being consumed.

There goes the new Hummer up into the smoke as it explodes like Lava out of a mountain that was dormant for so many years it is the sacrifice that I would like to do for my Lord.

Now wouldn't that be fun? 

Friday, August 24, 2012

Is FaceBook for ever?

The answer is obvious isn't it? We all know it. But still at the moment it is one of the biggest things on the internet and there is no shaking it. Tell you the truth, I myself being a small blogger and a sunday web developer am a bit jealous of the whole facebook ordeal. Why should one guy have so much fame anyway? haha, but that's not the topic here.

What I'm contemplating about here is that above all things, will facebook prove to be a lovely social media companion for the up coming ages? Or is it going to turn into just another stock pile of dirt what people faintly remember about but don't really bother to clean and look over again.

Thing is that, technology keeps on changing and people do so too. In the start there were emails. Then there was chat. While both those things are still with us but we wanted something else. We had buillten boards, forums and now it has come down to facebook. What if there is a leap into future and someone pulls out a new rabbit from the hat which becomes the new trick of the century.

What type of technologies will really beat online interactivity currently being provided by sites like facebook? What if instead of tagging people on a page. You could tag people in a real life place? This already has begun with the advent of things like Near Field Technology, where people can find out where their friends are if they're using the same system.

I believe in the near future, real life places will also have a virutal translation onto computer somewhere. Google Maps could be used to achieve this. I go to the market, leave a comment in the market at point A. Anybody who passes by on Point A sees that comment on their cell phone and can reply. So suddenly the whole world has a virtual extention and people don't even need a website or a plateform to communicate anymore. All the communication is being done in air. There are some apps already doing this but it hasn't really picked up speed yet. I'm thinking it should.

The information is in the sky we just have to download it.

Share your thoughts.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Are you In Jail?

Jail: A place for the confinement of persons in lawful detention, especially persons awaiting trial under local jurisdiction.
Consider yourself walking down the street thinking what you should do today. You think about different options that you have, going to eat somewhere, finishing up on your work, going for exercise, meet your parents etc etc. You have some options, then you start filtering out the less important ones from the more necessery ones. Finishing up your work, have to go to the office tommorow. You're answerable to someone. So you weigh out the possibilities and in the end go on to do something that the situation has forced upon you rather than what you want to do yourself. 
Life if we look upon it on the whole is a bunch of random actions that we do out of necessity and situation. All the time we are trying to get control over things when things are actually controlling us. Our actions are always marginalized when we think about the outcomes in terms of availing our options. On a bigger scale, there are some sets of rules under which we are living our lives and we are confined to a certian limit and boundaries that noramlly we cannot cross. 

Think about the planet earth. We dream of flying somewhere out in space. We use our telescopes to look at the distant stars. In our imagination someday we will go there. Just like a prisoner looking out through the window into the abyss dreaming of a day he will be free of the confines of the place he is in at the moment. There is a common thing about a so called free citizen and a prisioner. Both of them are trapped in an evironment they think they can take control and leave one day but they actually can't. They are not able to. It's just a bunch of dreams and aspirations. 

Do you really think you are free to do anything you want or like? Think again! Can you drive as fast as you can without any consequences? Can you walk into a bank and take off with all the cash you want? Can you eat all you want? Can you curse all you want? Can you control everybody else around you? Can you control each and every aspect of your life? 

The answer is a big NO!

Think of religion. Do good, please God, please humans, await trial, go to heaven or hell. You're on this planet which we call the Earth. What if in another galactic language unknown to us 'Earth' means 'Jail'. A place of confienment where people have to live out their lives in lawful detention where after a time their actions will await judgement. 

Now think again, how free are you? Will all the money in the world give you eternal life? Keep you from getting old? Keep you away from unknown danger? Lets say you get all that even, eternal life, youth and no danger. Still you're here. What then? Travel the world, see everything. Study, ready a lot of books, know all. Meet all the people. Hundred years, five hundred, a thousand. Sounds like a long time to serve. After a time you tend to get bored of life, things around you and everything. No matter how excited you were at the start. It's just like watching your most favourite episode of a drama or even a movie. You watch it once, twice, ten, twenty times. There will come a time when you won't be able to bear it. 

That's the reality we are in. It's unbearable. It's  a jail. We can't realize it most of the times because we're too busy in trying to take control. But, can we?

Think about it.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Who are we trying to please?

With the advent of Ramazan, people stop consuming food throughout the day. Suddenly become religious and adhere to everything and anything that is remotely is lines to religious conundrum. All of a sudden everybody is a good human and even a sudden thought of doing something awefully remote that is out of the scope of religion becomes such a vanity in the eyes of others.

where is god

Ramazan, such a blessing for us lets us be free of the sinful lives we have been living the whole year and now we are good human beings. We are suddenly in a shell packed with all the good and all the bad is no where to be found in the new boundary that we have set up in our life. This goes on till the end of the month. Slowly and maturely people start getting tired of the continous labour with no supplication to provide them energy throughout the day.

Some of them start missing Travih's which they pledged to never miss ever in their lives again in the start of Ramazan. People start longing for the days when there will be no obligation on them not to drink a glass of water througout the day. Some even break a few fasts out of weakness or inability to comply with the hardships of pratical religion when it comes to facing the daunting challenges of the 21st century.

All that is well and good since God only looks at our actual intentions and can see through our so call spiritual hearts. We know that God knows that we are trying to do our best to please Him and doing our best  to do what is best in the path of our religion. But, wait, we are trying to please God, right? So the question that arises in my mind is, what if no one around you was a muslim. No one wanted to pray or fast in the sense you understand it. What if as oppossed to the generally accepted tradition it was NOT a tradition at all.

What if fasting wasn't known to anyone  and people would think you're crazy and would want to put you in a hospital for worst of a mental facility for commiting such an act.

Again, the quetsion is, would you do the same thing you're doing right now in being such a good muslim to please your society? Oh, I mean, your God, sorry? Would you still do what it takes to please God? Are we even pleasing God when we pray or fast? Is it about self belief? Just belief and it is? Then why can't we believe that God is pleased in any act that we do no matter good or bad as long as it pleases us? What's so wrong in that?

Have a nice Ramazn folks. :)

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Comó quisiera poder vivir sin ti?

Sin ti mi vida es incompleta. Pero yo entiendo tu tienes muchos amigos y probablemente un novio o esposo. Tu no necesitas la compaña mia. Esta bien pero duelo mucho mi corázon cuando me pieñsas sobre tu.

Algunos tiempos yo quiero muerte. Yo no tengo un ambicion en mi vida sin ti. mi vida es una carretera sin coches y pueblo.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Things move on so fast

You look here and you look there Somewhere close to you but not there Fine day it is for work you swear Still you think that life is not fair I got to get up and set my hair Call my office maybe they wont care Call in sick and just relax on my chair I do nothing isn't that my common affair :)

Friday, March 30, 2012

My heart will go on Violin theme

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Thursday, March 22, 2012

Pakistan won the Asia Cup Final .. by mistake!

No where in the game till the last bowl did Pakistan look like a winning combination by any means possible. There seemed to be no real dedication in the players and the whole outlook of the team was simply lazy. Just like Misbah ul Haq the current Captain of the team.

Leaders are so important in any field of life and the whole Pakistani Cricket Board is filled with uneducated and incapable people who don't know anything about management and discipline.

I don't know who thinks Pakistan has a very good playing unit. There are so many players in the team that are not fit for cricket at all or at least for one day cricket. I always thought Misbah isn't a good option for one day cricket. Same goes for Younis Khan. I don't know why they keep him around in the team anyway?

Younis Khan has only managed to score 6 fifties in 2011 out of 24 innings. He hasn't scored a hundred. Which shows that all of his knocks were pretty ordinary. He comes in to chip in for some balls. Mostly wastes diliveries. If he is not getting enough runs on the board at least he should be scoring them at a faster rate. His overall strike rate is only 75.81.

With that sort of a track record I wouldn't want somebody coming at number 3 or middle down the order. He's not a match winner by far when it comes to One Day Cricket.

I don't even understand how Misbah ul Haq is even considererd as a candidate for being in the team, let alone the Captain of the team!

Misbah hasn't scored a century in One Day Cricket out of his 86 innings to date. He only has 19 Fifties! We're getting the same kind of pattern here. Someone who blocks deliveries, uses time and does not take the team to finish. His strike rate is 75.22.

Are these the kind of players you select for your anchor role? We really should have players that can control and dominate the game rather than block and stop the ball and call it another day type of cricketers who don't even understand the game.

But besides all the drama, here are the happy winning moments. :)

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Ancient Mariner by Coleridge

Sometimes I think that we give old poems too much importance simply because they have gotten popular over time. We should consider the fact that most writers writing something quite extraordinary, in other words, a word that is out of the norm and not ordinary might just be having a fit of anger or hillucinations when they were writing something that we now think is quite inspirational.

I think Coleridge had a really twisted mind and could have been crazy as well to imagine such things as he did in the poem 'Ancient Mariner'. A mariner having to tell a story to any apointed man he sees otherwise he will feel a huge burden over his soul that he cannot encumber at all? Spirits coming from water into the bodies of dead crew and sailing the ship? Huge bird, the Albatross attacking and eating all what they had and the Mariner killing it then feeling guilty for it?

The whole thing shows how twisted his mind was once he was writing this poem. Probably he was disturbed to such extent that he could not fathom that life had something sweet or charming about it. That's why he had to spoil a good occasion like the marriage party those three young men were walking to and simply tell them the most horrific story he could come up with. Leaving the man who actually heard the story sad and desolate for his life.

This also shows that Coleridge must have been suffering from mental delusions and was not able to concentrate on good things of his life for much long. Mariner first finds all the creatures of the sea ugly and wants to kills the Albatross as well, which is in reality probably a very beautiful bird. Then he learns to appreciate all the beauty of those creatures later on once everyone on the ship dies and he has to confess for the first time all what he has been through to the Hermit.

I think that was not the original theme of the poem. He introduced this idea later on to make the readers acknowledge the beauty and appreciation of the creatures of God. This was a second thought that must have come to the poet's mind after he had written a scary and sick piece of work. He wanted public appreciation of it as well that’s why later must have changed some lines.

The real theme that comes to my mind from this poem is that Coleridge thought that life was not worth living, people were always alone in life and they had no partners. We can relate these deep routed feelings with his life as well. Coleridge in his childhood was sent to a school where he was mostly alone and had to face harsh and strict environment where his teacher made him read all kinds of poetry as punishment. He was rarely allowed to come back home and meet his family which can leave damaging affects on a child’s heart and mind.

 His marriage wasn’t that successful which left him alone and loathing in the end.

Considering all that I think ‘The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’ is not a great work of art but ramblings of a person who was suffering deep inside with no hope and love for this life. He needed help that’s why he had to stop people right in their tracks to talk to them in his poems and tell them stories of no hope and desolation.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Reaching for the Moon

There are times when I am sitting and your thought comes to mind. I know it has been so long and you might not even know where I am, if I ever existed. But my heart reaches for you whenever your thought comes to my mind.

I wish I had magic, I wish I had some power over you or this world to change things the way I wanted to. I wish I could get close to you, like I wished, like you probably wished once too even for a little while. Even though I know how things are, life is real, it's not about dreams but still I like to dream.

If I ever find you back into my life, if you ever catch my sight even for a while, I hope it lasts forever. Even if it doesn't I will make it last inside me as long as I am alive.