Scattered Thoughts

Woman’s Real Beauty !!

2012-02-09T05:37:00.000-08:00

I found this beautiful poem, worth reading..

Woman whose face was glowing

with beauty was asked,

What make up do you use?

She answered :

For my lips, I use truth.

For my eyes, I lower my gaze.

For my hands, I give the charity.

For my voice, I speak kindly.

For my figure, I wear my Hijaab.

For my body, I perform my Salah

(Prayer) regularly.

For my heart, love for the universe.

For my mind, Faith and Islam.

For my soul, obedience to Allah (swt)

A Click.. With Love

2011-08-13T00:25:00.000-07:00

Waiting to CLICK
into your heart
To open the WINDOWS
of love

START a
beautiful life together
RUN it with
trust and faith

REFRESH every moment
with happiness and laughter
DELETE your
sorrows and pains.

STAND BY your side
in tough times
Forever, until my eyes
SHUT DOWN

Ramadan Kareem

2011-08-02T04:10:00.000-07:00

Dear Bros and Sisters,

Ramadan Kareem to each one of you.

"When the month of Ramadan starts, the gates of heavens are opened and the gates of hell are closed and the devils are chained"

Ramadan..

A month of Blessings..

Let us pray to Allah (SWT) to give us our share.

A month of Mercy..

Let us open our chests and beg for Allah's Mercy

A month of Forgiveness..

Let us cry our hearts out to be forgiven.

A month of Worship (Ibadah)..

Let us grab every minute to worship and convince Allah (SWT).

A month of Prayers..

Let us plead Allah (SWT) to listen to our prayers with utmost attention.

A month of Charity (Zakat)..

Let us give away charity from what Allah (SWT) has given us only to gain His reward.

A month of Rememberance (Zikr)..

"Verily in the Rememberance of Allah (SWT) do hearts find peace".

A month of Truthfulness..

Let us be true to ourselves and one and all only to impress Allah (SWT).

A month of Rewards..

Let us do our best to bag as many rewards as we can from The Lord of The Manking, Jinn and all that exists

"May the Holy Month of the revelation of Quran, Usher upon us Peace, Happiness and Prosperity"

Aameen!!

Caller Tunes.. Nope.. Killer Tunes

2011-07-29T23:44:00.000-07:00

You are getting late to office.
Finishing all the pending work @ home, you are rushing to take a Rick. You are still not comfortably in and the rickshaw wala pulls along throwing you almost out of the Rick.

Just then your Mobile phone rings while you are still not comfortably seated

"chadti jawani meri chaal masta...".

"Hello!"
"Bla.. Bla.. Bla"
"Bla.. Bla.."
"Bla.. Blaa.. Bla"

And then you hang up and throw the mobile into your purse.

Thanks to the touch screen phones, a number gets dialed on its own.

"Thank you for your request. Your caller tune will be activated within the next 2 hours"

Immediately you get a text message from the mobile operator.

"Your request is accepted. Your caller tune has been activated. Your account balance is -95.58 Rs. Thank you"...

Huh!!!!
A good friend has just recalled you are alive and calls you.

"Abe!! Ye kya caller tune lagaya hai"

"Caller Tune?... Kab Lagaya?.. Kya baat kar rahe ho?"

"Khud ko call kar aur sunle, koi Toh 1947 ka gaana baj raha hai"

"Bla. Bla.. Bla.. He He He.. Ok Bye"

You reach the office and dial your number holding your breath and then..

"Aur is dil mein.. kya rakha hai.. tera hi dard chhupa rakha hai..."

Huh!!
You then realize that you had kept the landline on speaker and you just gave a little torture to all your colleagues.

You tell them the whole story.

And what could happen next?

You start receiving calls from each one of them.

"Aisi deewangi.. dekhi nahi kahi.."

"chitti aayee hai aayee hai chittie ayee hai"

"Dil vil pyar vyar".. "Ae mere hamsafar".. "Hai mera dil".. "mera dil bhi itna pagal hai".. "Dil kehta hai.. chal unse mil"...............................

Enjoying the 'Bollywood Tadka' of 1980s and 1990s the day starts.

Not sure if you can call this 'A good start'.

But for sure you gave a few 'A good laugh' for the day.

Thanks to my morning as on 28th July 2011.

I’m Back

2011-07-23T10:40:00.000-07:00

Well Guys, It’s been more than 10 months that I have not been blogging.

I can’t tell you how much I missed it.

The best thing about blogging was keeping in touch with all of you which I’ve missed every bit, I must say.

I’m sorry to have made you wait for so long.

For fortunate reasons time had kept me very busy and it still has. But, I heard myself saying “Its time you think about yourself”.

“Time for Myself” meant nothing other than ‘Blogging’ to me.

I wonder how some people give 100% to follow their passions, I’ve been bad at managing though.

Nevertheless here I am, back with my “Scattered Thoughts”.

On a Break...

2010-10-25T07:06:00.000-07:00

I'm going on a Break.

So low these days that nothing is motivating me to write.

I would like to apologise for this, especially to all the beautiful people who have been regularly motivating me through their lovely comments.

I'm sure I will come back with a Bang!!

But, How soon? I'm not sure.

I will definitely be reading all of your posts and commenting.

So.. will not let you guys forget me ;)

Warm Regards,

Zainab Urooj

Fire in Mouth... My First Stunt

2010-10-03T02:28:00.000-07:00

A Journey in Pain

2010-10-02T06:30:00.000-07:00

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 15; the fifteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

This small village, I have known
For years now, I have seen them grown
A part of my life, they have become
Coz the moment I’m here, I feel awesome.

Happy and Jolly, they look always
Though a few would come, with a sad face
'Hiiis' and 'Hellos', a few would say
'Goodbyes' and 'Kisses', the rest would pay

Their little chit chats, would keep me going
For I would know, How they were doing
Laughter and Smiles, a few would share
While a few explained, how life is unfair

Yet! I’d see their lives, sail with ease
Oh Lord! I prayed. This moment, I wish could freeze
Today the furious winds, conveyed a wrong sign
My heart kept saying, wish everything is fine

Like always, I expected the same chaos
But to my surprise, came a big loss
Where have all gone? I began to wonder
That’s when I overheard, a series of bomb blasts befall as thunder

Those smiling faces and busy talks, now no more
Thinking this, into pieces my heart tore
How cruel can humanity be? I questioned in pain
Just then the engines began to roar and I said… Thank God! I’m just a Train.

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Credits
Image - Alston Station by Wandering Soul
Courtesy - www.deviantart.com via www.blogaton.in

My First Award!! Yippi

2010-09-09T00:57:00.000-07:00

"Someone is Special" A good friend of mine honored me with the following awards. Yippi!!

Well That's not it, there are some rules of acceptance.

1. Thank those who loved you enough to bestow this gift.
2. Share seven (7) things about yourself.
3. Bestow this honor onto 10 newly discovered or followed bloggers–in no particular order–who are fantastic in some way.

I would like to thank "Alexander Mariadas" my colleague, the guy who introduced me to blogging. It was only after his blog, that I got motivated to create something of my own. And then, my new blogging friend, the guy who honored me with these awards "Someone is Special". I was a writer unknown, until this guy pitched in. Thank you so much guys.

The introduction on my home page talks a lot about me already, so here are few things about me which I believe not many know.

1. The ‘once upon a time artist’ has died in me. Not that I cannot draw, but I cannot bring in that passion which was once there.

2. I’d like to be appreciated for everything I do; rather you could say I wouldn’t do a thing good, if I don’t find appreciation in. If you say I’m good at so and so, I will prove it to you that I’m best at it. FYI… Appreciation here means a simple ‘good’ or a ‘pat on my back’ not looking for catchy words or a speech. This also means I’m all ears for critics.

3. I’m not good at putting my thoughts on papers, it takes a lot of efforts for me to write even a paragraph on a random topic.

4. I love giving gifts 10 times more than I love receiving them.

5. My general knowledge is equal to zero :(

6. I wanted to be a Doctor by profession, which I dint become for not having enough guts. I regret even today.

7. Sometimes I wish I were born a boy for not having enough freedom to meet my dreams.

Coming to the next.. I would like to tag these awards to the following fellow bloggers-in no particular order though.

1. Nandan Narula
2. Venice
3. V.V. Nandan Kumar Gollapali
4. Amity
5. Masitaaa
6. Jaspreet
7. Sadiya
8. Kiran
9. Maddie
10. Sidra Sayeed

The limitation is 10 else would like to tag more of you guys. Nonetheless, this for all of the people who drop in and have all the patience to read my write. :)

Thanks you so much Saravana, once again.

RETURN

2010-09-03T23:12:00.000-07:00

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Unto Him is the Final Return.

Neither a diamond nor gold.
There is nothing that I wish to hold.
Clean my thoughts and wash my sins.
For, i wish to return a purified soul.

An elegant crown or a majestic throne.
Nothing it is that I wish to own.
Increase my good deeds and accept my prayers.
For all I wish is to return, like I was born.

'Pleasure and treasure' I call them bore.
Nothing in this world attracts me more.
'Faith, Love and Trust' I'd walk on this road.
For all I seek is, in the heaven 'Abode'.

A step towards the 'Straight Path' I have begun.
For I know 'Unto Him is the Final Return'.

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Kudos to Analytics Team!

2010-09-02T01:56:00.000-07:00

Working in the recruitment industry for the Analytics space, our team in Pylon qualifies itself in analyzing any given random topic and pulling it to the extent unimaginable.

Though there are many such topics I'd like to pen, this one tops the list.

As always, almost accidentally we got this topic 'Recruitment for a Zoo'.

What if we had to recruit for a zoo? Maybe a monkey? Asks one, the culprit responsible for starting this discussion.

The brainstorming session began, expert ideas flowing out of the brilliant minds the conversation starts.

Following is the conversation with our candidate Mr Bandar.

Bangalore ke zoo mein apkeliye ek job hai aap apply karna chahenge?
Badiya hai.
Aapke baare mein thodi jankari chahiye, Aap ke skill sets kya hain?
Ohh Accha Accha!! Kaafi talented lagte hain aap.
Toh aap ko khujli karne main kitna experience hai? Ohh aap roz khujli karte hain.
Aap ko jooen (lies) bhi deknna aata hai? Aha! aap specialised hain is mein?? Bohot Badiya!!
Kitne logon ka khana chheenke khaya hai apne aaj tak? Arre Wah! Aap toh kaafi kamine nikle.
Aap ki poonch kitni lambi hai? Oh! Dhai feet ki hai?
Chalang lagane mein bhi mahir hai aap? Awesome!

Apki current salary kitni hai? Pachaas kele? Hmmm.. Highly paid lagrahe hai?
Aap kab tak join kar paaenge? Kya?? Eekkk mahina lage ga??
Oh!! Mumbai se kood kood ke aane main time lag jayega.. Aha!

With a hearty laugh our analysis ends.

"Tribute to Dad" - How Can I Thank You Dad?

2010-06-19T02:20:00.000-07:00

This post is for the contest "Tribute to Dad" on Blogadda in association with Pringoo. All praises for coming up with such wonderful topics and giving us a platform to express our heart felt feelings to our loved ones.

I was 9 yrs old studying in 4th Std. In the middle of a class entered my class teacher and called for me. She said "your father has come to take you".

Joy filled my heart.

I packed my bag, said bye to my classmates and was happy to leave for the day.

I came out and was searching for a face I had seen two years back. And there my eyes lay on a familiar face, it was my cousin sister. Standing next to her was a tall handsome man, I was sure this is Him. I ran towards him into his arms, he hugged me and kissed me. He also gave a small bite on my cheek as he always did.

He asked me "Who am I?". I said "Abbu". He then asked "How did you recognize me?". I said "from your beard", he had a french beard, something unusual for me at that age. Both of them laughed, I just kept looking at him as I couldn't understand what made them laugh.

Little did I know the meaning of 'Dad' then. For me you were just an Angel who came with loads of chocolates and gifts for us and Mom. An angel, in whose presence my Mom's smile would enlighten, the one who would play with me, kiss me, hug me and love me all time. And then would go back for another 2 yrs leaving my mom with tears in her eyes and a sad smile on my face.

Today I understand..

How difficult it was for you to stay away from your family for 22 yrs.
To stay without mom.
To cook for yourself.
To stay alone.
Not to see your kids when they opened their eyes for the first time.
To receive stranger looks from your own kids.
Not to hear your kids call 'dad' for the first time.
Not to see your kids grow.
Not to be able to support your kids when they took their first step.

Who could have sacrificed so much? Only you Dad.
And what more, you did all this just to see a smile on our face?
How can I ever Thank You?
I love you Dad.

My Dad was working abroad for 22 yrs. My parents got married in 1981. He would visit us once in 2 yrs for just 2 months. He finally returned for good in 1998 when I was in 9th Std, my sis in 11th, my brother in 4th. It was only after that, that we really got to know him. A wonderful person he is.

Happy Father's Day

The greatest gift I ever had
Came from God; I call him Dad!
~Author Unknown

I Should... Should I???

2010-06-11T02:47:00.000-07:00

There are many things that I think I should do, but I don't.

Because the reason for not doing them make more sense to me.

Your Opinion?

I should get up early in the morning
Sleeping in the office? I just don't like it.

I should help my mom in kitchen
Experimenting on my dad's stomach?? No!!

I should reach office early
My boss thinks that people who stay back late are dedicated.
I think he is right.

I should talk less
Don't understand how much is less?

I should end this post now
When you guys are still reading, why should I?

I should use my brain.
I managed without it for close to two and a half decades now.

"I should stop blogging"
Now before you guys conclude this.. Let me stop here.

Travel Photo Contest from Blogadda - I Wish...

2010-05-29T05:02:00.000-07:00

This post is for the Travel Photo Contest from Blogadda in association with Pringoo.com. We have to post 5 of our best travel photographs from your journeys anywhere in the world clicked by us and describe what the picture tries to convey or in what situation it was taken. Here is my story.

Clicked in Pondicherry – Nagore Beach, Tamil Nadu

I’m walking all alone today, no one to hold my hands, kiss my forehead, give me a warm hug, share my happiness, comfort me when in pain and wipe my tears.

Clicked in Pondicherry – Nagore Beach, Tamil Nadu

Here I see a small dream and I know you will come crossing the seven oceans and turn the world around for me, bring back the lost charm in me, give me a reason to live, make me feel beautiful, shower your love all over and hold me in your arms giving me a confidence that you are always there.

Clicked in Ooty – Klooney Manor, Tamil Nadu

Together we will build our small world where love is endless, hatred and jealousy will always stay outside the window, where we celebrate every small success, share problems and overcome them.

Clicked in Ooty – Klooney Manor, Tamil Nadu

Sitting in our balcony we will see our children blossom like beautiful flowers in the garden, running around behind our pets in their muddy clothes. Hearing the most beautiful voices shouting, crying and laughing will bring tears in our eyes. Let’s promise that we will keep these little angels far from this cruel world and give them always the best and more than they deserve.

Clicked in Ooty – Botanical Garden, Tamil Nadu

How satisfied we will be remembering those beautiful moments that we spent together, while our grey hair are giving signs that it’s time to retire from this world. Our children have grown up and have taken up our responsibilities. It’s soothing to see them keep up to their promises to their children that we had once kept for ours.

No regrets and No complaints.

Today is the day to thank life for giving us a chance to live.

My Little Angel has arrived

2010-04-13T07:32:00.000-07:00

On April 6th 2010 @ 7.50 pm came into this world was one of the cutest thing on earth, My Niece Nawal.

I had to wait for 24 hours to see her as she was kept in an incubator.

And when I finally saw her she looked all pink.. pink.. pink.

As red as a tomato were her lips, cute little finger, well shaped tiny nails, soft skin, apple chin just like a bird.

It was like I was holding a Pink Cotton Candy when I first took her in my arms.

She looks like her dad is what everybody said (I'm too bad at this though), but for me she looked just like an Angel - a pink angel.

All she did was sleep.. sleep.. sleep

I had to wait for another 24 hours to see her awake.

Her little eyes went left then right and closed again left and right and closed as if she was searching for someone.

Then came a cute expression, her red lips slowly moved down while her eyebrows came together.

And then she cried Quii.. Quii.. Quii.

That moment filled my life with happiness.

I prayed that this little angel should get the best in life and I will see to it that she gets.

INSHALLAH

"3 Idiots" pass "4 Semesters"... (Journey of Vee, Dee and Zee)

2010-02-16T03:43:00.000-08:00

"How to concentrate in class?" The biggest question asked among students.

We dint give it much thought because we were busy researching on

"How to pretend you are concentrating in class?"

And this is how we succeeded..

HR Class: Fifteen minutes before the class starts you would find us in library, not browsing through books but busy jotting down few sudoku puzzles enough to cover the two hours class.

Marketing Class: Would go in pulling out unwanted discussions to the extent that they start sounding so important which was just enough for another two hours.

International Business Class: This guy used to give us lot of assignments and forget about it. Just when the concentration curve started decreasing, we used to remind him of the assignments we need to present. By the time your turn would come two hours are up.

Productions and Operations Mngmt Class (POM): Keeping your face over a folded fist gives an impression to the lecturer that the student is concentrating. All he dint know was that between the face and the fist was a veil covering the fist which was holding a mobile playing the latest music on FM. It was unfortunate that the lecturer dint enjoy the music as he was partially deaf.

MIS Class: All the students would be busy taking down notes. While we would be busy counting how many times he repeated a dialogue he often used. Sorry I cannot recall the dialogue.

Consumer Behavior Class: Well.. the lecturer was so handsome that there was hundred percent 'attendance' from girls and hundred percent 'attention' also.

Economic Class: The order of the class usually would be front row occupied by boys, the next two completely occupied by 16 girls and all the other rows across the class occupied by boys. In Eco class there was a slight change.. front row occupied by boys, the next two completely occupied by 13 girls and all the other rows across the class occupied by boys except the last right hand corner where sat the "3 idiots".

Seminars: Though seminars were meant to bore it helped us to connect. "Passing the Message" was a game we had learnt as kids but best implemented as adults in the Seminar hall.

The research did give us good results...

Vee: Topper of 1st Sem MBA
Dee: Beat Vee and Zee in 2nd Sem MBA
Zee: Topper of 3rd Sem MBA

Finally the "3 idiots" passed with flying colors.

PS: This post is for the contest Friends Forever on Blogadda in association with Pringoo

Floppo Lava…. I mean Choco lava (The gruesome murder of a Temptation)

2010-02-15T05:46:00.000-08:00

It was an hour past the tea time, the right time when our stomach starts calling.

The empty stomach gave rise to a brilliant idea to make it happy.

‘The Ultimate Choco Lava from Dominos’

The so called brilliant idea gave rise to a lot of discussions, starting with number of orders to place, mode of payment and finally is it a treat?

People could not stop their temptation even when they got to know that it wasn’t a treat the money had to go from their own pocket.

A little Google search was required to find the Dominos’ guys number.

Imagining the ways we would eat and lick the cake we dialed the number.

My colleague: Hello!!
@ Dominos: How may I help?

My colleague: I’d like to place an order.
@ Dominos: Yes please!

My colleague: 7 Choco Lavas. Pls make a note of the address.
@ Dominos: 7 Choco Lavas and ?

My colleague: No that’s it.
@ Dominos: Sorry Ma’am. We regret to say that we don’t deliver only Choco Lavas. It has to go with a pizza.

My colleague: But… the order is huge isn’t it?
@ Dominos: Sorry Ma’am Company policies you see.

:( :( :(

We kept quiet but the stomach would not right?

Finally bread, butter and biscuits replaced the Choco Lava.

Working on a Saturday is so much "OFF" fun

2010-01-30T03:31:00.000-08:00

I arrived 20 minutes before my usual time. That gives a good reason to kick off the day with enthusiasm.

Started the day, talking to the new team member about our old team mates and remembering some good old memories.

Then arrived one by one all the late comers.

All of them were energetic, even it being Saturday.

The work started with lot of 'fun dose' distractions, everyone pulling each others legs, everyone's sense of humour hitting the heights.

Rising within us was a feeling not to feel bored, though the mind kept on reminding us that "its Saturday after all".

Then entered our Boss with a Big smile. He was in an extra ordinary mood, which made the day more interesting as some work did happen after that.

Then comes the CLIMAX... Lunch Time

One of my Lecturers in MBA had told during his afternoon sessions "When the skin of the stomach expands, the skin of the eyes contracts".

How true he was... I was proving him right every time I yawned.

And then I finally fell on the desk.