I was just scrolling on Facebook and a video appeared shared by one of my friends. The video was quite lengthy; I just watched from the start and scrolled down. An elegant Indian Lady with affective personality sitting calm on a sofa was teaching audience about acceptance and expectations. I was not in learning mood at that moment so I did not bother to watch the whole video and did not even saved to watch later. I do not remember her name as I think the short part I watched she did not introduce her name otherwise I could have mentioned her name.
Later in the evening when I was passing through a place where I’m annoyed almost every day since last 4 to 5 years. That video was rewind in my mind and I started thinking about few words I listened from her that how important that lecture was to manage life. I came back home took some rest, sat down and started thinking about Acceptance and Expectations. The small portion of food of thought I took from that video I ate I started digesting. In a situation or about a situation, where other people are involved we usually have some expectations from other people. We expect people of behave in a way we want, if they behave in the same way we are okay but if they behave against our expectations we get frustrated, annoyed, angry and hurt.
Let me quote the same situation I stated up there. I usually pass from a place every day, sometimes multiple times in a day. A car decoration shop is in a corner of street where that street meets to main road. Cars are usually parked in front that shop on main road side but if the shop has more customers cars are being parked on entrance of that street which blocked in and out of that street. Parking is prohibited there from county Government and also it disturbs many people as that street is a busy street during day time. I get annoyed every time when it’s blocked, my time is wasted, I get frustrated and many times I told that shop keeper that why you do not understand that it is not parking area people has to pass through. Some random people also park vehicles there when they do not get parking nearby. For the years no one listened to me. I had expectations from that shop owner that he should not park cars which are coming to him for decoration or to get other services he offers there, I had expectation that when a random person will be parking his/her vehicle there he will stop him/her to park there. I’m disappointed almost every day. That day I wanted to pass through from there and again same situation I faced that my way was being blocked. But that day I behaved differently, instead of being disappointed and frustrated over my expectations from those people I accepted the situation and people who caused that situation. I was in rush, I had some important things to do in the office, so instead of coming out of my car and yelling at that shop owner and car owner who blocked the way I just accepted that there are many reasons they cannot behave the way I expect from them. I parked my vehicle nearby and started waiting the road to be cleared. It was taking time, again instead of asking them to clear I just called driver from the office to come to that place, I gave the car key to the driver and asked him to wait until road is clear and then bring car to the office. Myself I just walked to the office as I had to rush there for important tasks to be done.
That in the same situation I face for years, instead of being angry when people are going against my expectations or my will. I accepted the situation and people behavior. The result was awesome. My mind was not disturbed, I remained relaxed, my energy was not being consumed by negative emotions and my time was not wasted too. I finished other tasks with positive attitude without hurting my feelings or emotions by expectations.
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Her presence. . . Her presence is something very special to me. When she is with me I feel like I’m living. I’m living a life. . . I feel like a complete being. Without her I’m not even half. Because she is not my better half but fullest of mine. With her, I forget all pains and loneliness. Her presence heals me. She is more than all types of medications and above meditation. She entered in my life, rehabilitated me, cured my heart and gave me peace of mind. She is the only one who can retain my living life. That I have now. . . I always pray and beg to Almighty that please don’t take her away from me. Don’t let my life scatter again. . . Not again. . .
بارش ہے، ٹھنڈی ہوا ہے اور حسین موسم تم بیٹھے بھیگ رہے ہو وہاں اور یہاں اکیلے ہم کیوں بضد ہو؟ بار بار بلاتے ہو اپنے پاس دیکھو بہت قاتل ہے ہوا اور خراب ہے موسم قطرہ قطرہ بارش کا لگا رہا ہے تن میں آگ کہیں اس رومانوی موسم میں نہ رنگ جائیں ہم کہیں یہ مدہوش کر دینے والا موسم نہ بن جائے بہانہ لپیٹ میں آئےان شرارتی ہواؤں میں خراب نہ ہوجائیں ہم خاموش کیوں ہو گئے؟ کچھ تو بات کرو اب مدہوشی میں نہ مل جائیں آنکھیں کہیں اور نہ گم ہو جائیں ہم نا ہو ختم شرم و حیا، نا گریں اپنی ہی نظروں میں ہم سنو خیامٓ! فون بند کرو، اپنے اپنے گھر ہی سو جائیں ہم
From Cold Moon to Wolf Moon, From Wolf Moon to Snow Moon . . . From Drizzling Evening of December to Foggy Night of January to Combo Midnight of February. . . An every night walk together in Purple Streetlight. . . Holding hands so softly but with bonding tight. . . Breathing out cold smoke behaving like a child. . . Exchanging between Ice-cream after every bite. . . Hours of stepping together in freezing temperature. . . Warmth you’ll get more from your Love Knight. . . In pin drop silence expressions will give million words, Lips will be quiet but eyes will expose love dynamite. . . Oh! In all these fantasy moments we spent quality time, A kiss on your Forehead, I can’t miss O my Sweetest Moonlight . . .
She keeps me awake for whole night to tell her stories. She is a crazy listener who wanna know every details of story, from between the lines to beyond the lines. The real story might happened in ten minutes but her queries will take to hours. But more than a listener she is a story teller. A very boring story she will tell you in such interesting way that can attract you attention. You are feeling sleepy but when she starts saying,” you know what happened?” and all your sleep is just gone miles away. A story you have heard hundred times already and if another person will start it again with first sentence he/she speaks you will stop him/her saying that you have told already tell me something thing new. But in her case every time you will enjoy like you have never heard before. It is not about you are not enjoying but just pretending to enjoy but actually you enjoy like it is very first time.
I’m in the middle of something doing an important work. I’m suppose to pick her call and only for her. Like a child putting her leg in between whatever you are doing and wants you to leave all and play with her. How childish acts these are. But do you know what? It never disturbed me, but always gave me a smile and some unique happiness. I don’t know and could not ever define the type of this happiness I get. I adore her these acts. I adore her childishness, I adore her being a baby doll and yes I adore her totally whatever she does.
It happens when you love her and she is your only love. If you have been busy all day in hectic office work routine. You have just arrived home and nothing you want know but to sleep. But if you encounter her, see her happy face your all tiredness will vanish in air. If she is not in your life you will go to a messy bed and will fall asleep withing no time, but she, she is like a coffee and you will be addicted. She will take your head to her lap and will start telling her stories. You will forget what you have been through whole day. You will just jump to a dream life where there is no worries and anxiety but a life of fairies. I’m telling you, you cannot start telling your story to her unless she wants herself to know something.
Trust me! If you want to spend living nights, get addicted to her company. She has more caffeine than any drink and it is not harmful but good to your body and soul. . .
Look! Look here. . . See in my eyes. . . Just right this way. . . Don’t blink for a while, just think about me and close your eyes. . . (Both closed their eyes). . . Catch my mind’s frequency. . . Now just disconnect the call. . . (Call disconnected). . . He: Can you hear me? She: Yes! I can. . . He: Just think what you couldn’t say. . . She: I’m thinking. . . He: I can listen what you’re thinking right now. . . I can see your facial expressions too. . . Can you? She: Yes! I can too. . . He: This is how I interact with you when you’re not around. . . I feel you. . . This is the answer to your question that how I know when I’m not with you. . . This is the stage where souls meet. . . In fact our souls have merged together. . . Try to separate. . . You can’t. . . No one can. . . If our souls will be separated. . . Let me tell you one thing. . . The souls will not be same those merged together. . . But new version of two souls. . . Each will be consisting on half of mine & half of yours. . .
An imaginary character I built to fill up the blank space of my life. . . A place specified for my ultimate life partner. . . I picked perfect words to describe her and kept them in a treasure. . . A treasure, when I’ll open and present to her. . . Will describe her what I feel about her. . . Will tell her that no one else have ever told her about herself. . . The sterling words from the pure heart, arranged by help of mind. . . A flawless definition of her with the superlative degrees of vocables. . . It took years to collect pearls beneath the ocean of amour. . . A love of imagination for a clear unambiguous image. . . But when that imaginary character appeared in reality. . . When I saw you. . . I stuck in the moment. . . Just imagine when you face your imagination in reality. . . A period of being grateful started. . . Yes I have gotten my dream girl. . . I entered to my treasure of words. . . To describe you, to tell you that what you’re and what you’re for me. . . I’m hanging over there to arrange those words in such a way that I can express my feelings & emotions perfectly for a perfect partner for me. . . . . . . . . . . .