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Thursday, December 30, 2010

I Gazed Around And Found Nothing New

A few days ago, I was walking here and there in the open city, thinking and thinking about this world. I don't know why, but really good thoughts were coming. I was remembered about the quote of Friedrich Nietzsche at that time:

"All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking."

I looked around, I espied and observed everything, but found nothing but nature. I read nothing but the novel of this world where everyone is playing a significant part. William Shakespeare rightly said:

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and thei entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages."

I gazed around and found that this world is going as it should be. It was straight and forward. Everyone here, whether good or bad is not my topic, is giving a life to this world.
We can see that a plant can even absorb muddy water for its survival. Similarly, we have to face evil to struggle for a true life. Living a life is no more than sitting with paralysed body; surviving for life is the reason for you to be sent down in this world. Hans Christian Anderson said:

"Just living is not enough. One must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."

Now, what is life? It's a wide ranging name giving birth to many philosophical ideas but still, the life remains undefined. What is this that we walk, we eat, we run, we laugh, we cry and we do whatever we want to do? Now everywhere I look, I look life. Life is with us, but we are not with life because life can define us, but we can't properly define it in terms of philosophy. Robert Bryne told the meaning of life in general as:

"The purpose of life is a life of purpose."

There is nothing new around us. The world was made for struggle and is existing because of struggle. When we look around, we hope to find something new (and we find something new but it's in our views). The truth is that, when you look beyond the thinking of an ordinary man, you'll know that nothing is new. You are living and just living; nothing else. You desire to run; you run very fast and assume it to be a new thing for you but no! It's in your nature to run. Nothing new.

A new thing happens at that moment when you die because your dying giving something new to this world. Now, let me explain it with the help of a transcendent quote of Richard Bach.

"Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is fininshed. If you're alive, it isn't."

Truth Is Simple

Truth always seems to be simple on the first look, but only a simple base gives rise to a great skyscraper.

Power Of Truth

Truth is always very strong to face the attacks of thousands of lies coming to break its existence.

Science And Philosophy

Science is always struggling to measure the level of philosophy, but still, philosophy doesn't know itself how far it can go.

Admiration

Admiration can distract a person's attention to achieve the cause of admiration.

Monday, December 27, 2010

What If God Was Not Present

This goes to a great argument. Firstly, I want to tell that if God was not present, nothing would be present. But let's think it otherwise going a little ahead. If God was not present, we couldn't handle the darkness swallowing the light or light killing the darkness. Voltaire said:

If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent Him..

If God was not present, I would rather think that even the present would never exist for the existence of man. If there is some existence, there must be a creator of this existence to exist in this present. Even if a person who doesn't believe in God, he might think some day that someone is up there looking him and helping him in the story which He made for him. Well, explaining this, I want to cite a quote of Homer Simpson:

I am not normally a religious man, but... if you're up there, save me, superman.

The God is the maker - the maker of the makers. If He was not present, how could we make our eyes look around, because every time you look around, you espy on something which reflects the greatness and presence of God. If God was not present, what was the purpose of us to be sent down here; what could be our purpose to look around and talk and hear and taste. When there is some purpose of us to be sent down here, there must also be a reason for him to take us back to him. Winston Churchill said:

I am ready to meet my maker. Whether my Maker is prepare for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

If God was not present, we couldn't know when a person was in space and in no time he stood beside us.
There would be blunders. Blunders not committed by us but by the laws of nature. It would be something real to us at that moment, but now it's completely strange. No one can explain what would happen if the God was not present, but little endeavours can be compiled to give a true shape to tell this unanswered question. We have to think differently to explain this topic because different likes different.



Sunday, December 26, 2010

Mystery

We have to stop and be humble enough to understand that there is something called mystery.

Blood Circulation

Teacher was explaining blood circulation: If I stood on my head, the blood will run into it.
Student: Yes madam.
Teacher: Then why is that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position, the blood doesn't flow into my feet?
Student: Because your feet are not empty.

Student And Teacher

Student: Teacher! Will you punish me for something that I have not done?
Teacher: No! Certainly not.
Student: Thank you! I did not do my homework today.

Waiting And Suffering

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

No One Can Lie

No one can lie, no one can hide anything, when he looks directly into someone's eyes.

Love

Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere.

My Poem In School Magazine

My poem "Knowledge" was selected to be written in my school magazine "Futurist".

Love - An Inescapable Trap

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

Blessing And Curse

Every blessing ignores becomes a curse.

Life

Life was always a matter of waiting for the right moment to act.

Happenings

Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.

Risks - The Beauty Of Life

Be brave. Take risks. Nothing can substitute experience.
                                                                                  

Isaac Newton





Today's Isaac Newton's 368th birthday.

Date Of Birth:
                              
He was born on December 25, 1642.

Date Of Death:


He died on March 20, 1726.

Information:


He was an English physician, astronomer, mathematician, alchemist and theologian. He was a great physician and physics became luminous after his work on law of gravitation, laws of motion and formulation of equations of motion. A common story known by everyone is that once Newton was sitting under a tree when an apple came down and hit his head. This gave him the thought of the reason of this fall. He thought and thought and at last gave his law of gravitation.

Some Funny Jokes About Newton:


1. Physics would have been much easier if the tree had fallen on Newton's head instead of an apple  :)

2.Gravity is a law and lawbreaker must be brought down.

3. The force applied by a boy while proposing a girl is equal and opposite to the force by which the girl slaps.

4. Physics would have been much easier if Newton was sitting under a coconut tree instead of an apple tree.


The Principia : Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy

Inception

A great and a transcendent movie by Cristopher Nolan. In this movie, Leonardo DeCaprio is a skilled a thief... a thief of thoughts and secrets. He is a great extractor who can extract the secrets of people in their subconsciousness. Now, he is given a last job which can give him back his beautiful life. The job is not to steal an idea, but to plant one. Can he make the impossible possibe.. the inception!

Funny Arabian Goalkeeper

Blood

Friday, December 24, 2010

Trust

The tree was there standing alone.
Patiently waiting to welcome the morn.
It had a secret of forest to tell
To one who could keep it well.

Nature blew the wind across.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
But bad! The tree could hardly stare
When the wind became the air.

A giraffe happened to come across.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
The giraffe came and ate its leaves.
It saw something and suddenly flees.

Many days and weeks came across.
The tree was always ready to break the laws.
But bad! The tree could hardly find a day
To say what it wanted to say.

One day, a bird happened to cross.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
But poor! The bird fell on ground
After a deadly firing sound.

A man with a gun happened to cross.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
The hidden secret was at last told.
The secret of forest was at last sold.

The next day, an apocalypse came.
The yesterday and tomorrow were not same.
The destruction of forest could be seen.
Every human was being so mean.

The same man with an axe happened to cross.
The man was ready to break the laws.
The tree which once stood like a wall,
After breaking a trust, had to fall.




By Jawad Haider

The Innocent

Once, Arthur bought a beautiful, eye-catching and lustrous new car. Hi son, Adam and his wife, Amy were very happy on having such a luxurious car.

Arthur loved his car more than himself. He washed and cleaned it everyday. He always cared for it.

It is an incident of one day that Arthur was washing his car. Adam was just sitting near, playing with his toys. Arthur took out a tool box and started browsing for a spanner. After taking the spanner, he turned around and he was shocked to see what was happening: Adam was writing something on the car's door with a stone.

Arthur went out of mind and was foaming at mouth. Not knowing of what he was holding in his hand, he hit Adam's fingers hardly with the spanner. Adam's three fingers were broken off. Adam was taken to hospital. That day, Adam had to remain in hospital. Arthur went to his home alone for some time. He was upset about what he had done to his son. As he was passing near the car, he looked at the car's door on which Adam was writing something. At once, tears came out from Arthur's eyes.

There was written:

"Dad! I love you."

Sunday, December 19, 2010

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After The Flood

Everywhere, there were sounds and cries. Cries of agony. Sounds of pain. The sparkling tears twinkled on every face and trickled down the chins, showing the signs of loosing something very special. Some people were running, not knowing what to do in such a critical situation. Beds were full of people waiting to welcome the death. It seemed like doomsday has come in the disaster stricken tent. Everything seemed to be strange, but a boy sat outside the tent. For him, everywhere there was silence and darkness. Whenever, he thought to look deep into his feelings, he saw nothing but vagueness and blurriness. He was thinking what to do at the edge of life. He had nothing left. Not thinking of what he was doing, he stood up and headed straight to that answer which was the only one to reply to his unanswered question. He reached the river.

The breeze started to blow to welcome his arrival. The sand swished past his feet, but he stood where he was standing. After a little while, he looked at the freely flying birds. He listened their chirping. He observed their happiness. The happiness in the air full of aroma.

"You know we are the like these birds which can escape your anger," said the boy, still looking at the flying birds.

"And I am not like you who raises his voice against the conspiracy of nature," replied the jaunty waves of the river.

The boy looked at the river. He thought for a moment. He was wrong! He came here to ask a question, not to point out the nature's doings.

"Why did you do this?" The boy said; for the first time, tears started coming from his eyes. "We often visited you. I used your water to give strength to my sand castles which were then admired by my parents. We loved your happy waves. I thought you could only break those sand castles with your waves, but you destroyed everything."

"Dear, it wasn't my intention to give rise to a flood. It wasn't my thought to drown your parents," the river explained. " I just obeyed what the hand which wrote everything ordered me to do."

The boy was shocked. "Is this what this hand always orders you to do?"

"No! It is the hand of creator. He is the only one who ordered me to give place to fishes in me just because you wanted them. He is the only one who orders me to make the air fresh and colder for your refreshment." The river told the boy proudly to tell him the greatness of its master.

The boy understood. "I am very thankful to you," the boy smiled.

"For what?" The river asked.

"For inspiring me to stop blaming you for all this," the boy turned around and started walking back to the tent.

Suddenly, he stopped. He had something left to say. He looked back towards the lively river.

"There is always a reason. There is a reason for the hand of creator to give me loneliness," the boy smiled. "Afterall, he created my existence for some purpose."

The boy looked ahead happily and went away.

Try, Try Again

Futile endeavours are the only life for the flower of success.