So tell me, is there anything worth dying for in your life?

Dr. Martin Luther King said "If You've Got Nothing Worth Dying For, You've Got Nothing Worth Living For!" In a quest to find what people take worth dying for, I have being posing some questions to most of my friends. First I asked, would you die for your kid(s)? All without hesitation said yes! At least all of my friends said so! Next I asked, would you die for your partner? Most hesitated and those eventually said no! Than I asked, would you die for your Mum? Few thought about it for a few seconds and those few said no! I continued to ask, would you die for your Dad? Nearly all said no and very few said yes! Hmm, interesting... Next I asked, would you die for your country? All said no! What? Last I asked would you die for your religion? This question made nearly all of them to go into a deep thought, as if they wanted to say no but found it hard to say so! Eventually they did said yes, more or less like against their will! At least all had something worth dying for, giving them something worth living for!

Well, I believe what Martin wanted to say is not about dying but something way old, like Greek old. Where how much passion someone had in life was with what they were judged! It is not about how willing you are to throw your soul to death, more of the passion to fight for a cause, for a belief, for others and your betterment and for the world you live in. In this passionate fight are you willing to die or rather struggle if it calls for it! In this respect, without such a passion it is hard to stand up and keep going, to hurdle over obstacles and difficulties that life so like to throw at us. However today, when we say passion, it is more or less tangled with another, but a much volatile word called love and even sex for some.

If I am to give an example it would be like the passion Muslims had in the Golden Age, I believe the passion for God is something worth dying for! However the concept of Jihad as used now-a-days sound both stupid and confusing, I would not recommend it as worth dying! It is also like the passion Romeo+Juliet had, though it was only a play and I would never recommend it as worth dying! These example do not fit to our world now, in a way I want to convey it, as today the world has changed, the fights and struggles has changed! However, I believe we humans are still capable of attaining such passion and to do great things with it. I believe altruism is the key for such passion! So tell me, is there anything worth dying for in your life?

Who are you role modeling or imitation?

It is said that in life we learn from our mistakes. However, I have come to this epiphany that nobody, I repeat nobody, in my known life has ever learned from their mistakes. No wonder why people all around the world make the same mistakes over and over again. They live their life over and over again with the same habits and ideas. Falling to the same traps right after standing up. Some call it habits, some blame it on genetics, some go as far as blaming others. Truth is we humans are not meant to learn from mistakes.

So the question is how do we learn? When it comes to behaviour there is only one way that I trust to learn. We learn by imitation or by following role models. Sure we have trend setters and leaders. Even they are shaped by the same rules and only very few have enough will power and wisdom to break free and prove otherwise.

The saddest news is my country seriously lacks good role models! So who are you role modeling or imitation? Or may I say, who would you rather role model or imitate?

Public Affection!

I was enjoying a coffee with a friend, in a stimulating conversation as usual, when suddenly all attention of the coffee shop was drowned to a couple walking in holding hands and practically clinging. I could not help but raised by eyebrow with a smirk at the girl, it was unconscious so can't help it. The guy show it and looked at the girl's returned smile, tightened his grab on her! Oh! my precious!

At that point my friend turned to me and asked. Why do you think they act like that? That question kept me thinking, with some reflections to the past! Well, truth be told, I was there, did that! To me enjoying a hug or a kiss in the public as a way of affection is nothing earth shattering. However, there are social formalities and absurdities. So based on my personal experience I told him.

A kid holding the hand of mum or dad is another story. Two girls doing it can mean anything! However, when a grown up couple does it I think such public affection can only mean one of two things! Either they are new in love or it is a sign of insecurity! Just see who is holding whose hand! If it seems that one is holding the others hand, the person holding the hand has an insecurity in the relationship. If it seems that both holding hands on a common ground and enjoying together, they are most probably new in love.

She unleashed into me...

This morning once again she came to my arms and I lugged her to me, and suddenly she was so tiny in my arms. It vanished, the resistant vanished, and she began to dissolve in a brilliant peace. As she dissolved, small and marvelously in my arms, she became extremely pleasing to me. All my blood vessels rushed me into stiffness. Yet, with a soft longing for her. For her quietness, for the penetrating splendor in my arms. Passing in to my blood and gently with a touch, with pure tender desire, softly I caress the slippery slope of her body up towards my lips. Coming closer and closer to the very end of her, and she wanted me like a blaze of desire, yet gentle, and she swept herself in the desire, she release herself, her breath raised against her will, with a silent marvelous force of insertion, and she freed herself to me. She surrendered, a moan fancying death, and she was all sweeping to me. If I left her now it would be mean. She was all gaping to me, and so desirable.

She made another longing moan, a strange and exciting. As it might come with a wipe on a delicately opened body, and that would be fatal. She grasped in a sudden agony of fear, but it came with a mysterious relaxed hope of wanting, a wicked hope of pleasing, and a slow unusual rawness, such as that marked by the sacrifice of a soul.

And her fear haunted her heart, her heart risked to let go for wanting, she freed everything, she risked to set free everything! With an unspoken yearning, my morning coffee, she unleashed into me...

I prefer affection over love

Today let me tell my take on love and affection! Affection or 'kulunu' is purely born out of respect to someone! A deep feeling of admiration for someone with regards for his or her feelings, wishes, rights, or traditions. A respect can also be born for someone's abilities, qualities or achievements. Affection is spiritual! Now don't take my word for it, just take a person you have a lot of affection for and ask, why? And just say 'Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam!' :|

For God said is the Quran 30:21, "And from His signs is that He created for you mates from yourselves that you may reside with them, and He placed between you affection and mercy. In that are signs for a people who reflect".

Now comes love, the so called love as we know is a combination of both fear and respect. Now don't take me wrong here, fear is a good thing. Fear keeps us in the due places, it keeps us bound to a reality. Just take someone you have or love, and simply ask yourself. Do you have a fear? A fear mostly of loosing, or at time of insecurity, or parents, or relatives, or it can be anything. If you have ever fallen in love, just look into your life, what really drive you to love is this fear. :)

Let us look at it from a lady's point of view. Let us picture a superior, masterful and a cruel man! It would take a lot of courage for a lady to bring such a man into her way, to change him into a compassionate, tender and nurturing man. Isn't such a brave and daring act worthy of olympic medals? Love is the journey where a lady decide to exercise a strong passionate garrison over a man, what an exciting but frightening journey? ;)

But why take such a fearful journey? It is all about procreation! To mate with the best, to create the best of offsprings, so you and your offsprings survival is high. It is all biologically wired into you! Can't help it! ;) However, with today's social conditioning, bollywood and hollywood, peer pressure and relatives, only very few will dare to become such a diva, the rest who fall to social subjection is called 'society'! :P

As for me, I had enough of this, I had my experiences of love and I think it is about time I prefer affection over love.

After motherhood the man become unloved

Why is a beautiful and high self-esteemed lady interested to take the risk of falling in love? Yes, it is a risk, falling in love is the single highest risk that a lady will take in her entire life! So why do it? Well, the real pleasure is in letting go, giving herself completely, in body and mind, to such a risk! A fantasized pleasure by making a choice, a gamble, that just might turn out to be the right one, against all odds and choices! Of course success depends on her skillfulness to teach the man to love!

Hence, this love will die after marriage! Why? Well, after taking the journey from a virgin to a mother, literally, the pleasure of living such risks are far too dangerous. So love has to turn to affection for survival and after motherhood the man become unloved. :(

How can a man fall, even when he wants and needs to!

Who says that love is an easy thing? Yes, I say it is suppose to be hard, especially for a man with strong ambitions. For such a man is a warrior who believes in loyalty, integrity, power and death. Living and Loving is an evasive affair. Though we all crave for happiness, friends, partners, children for joy, these very needs create frailty. Such is an unbearable weakness for a man, for whom weakness is next to suicide. So how can a man give in easily when love is a promise of a lethal vulnerability! How can a man fall, even when he wants and needs to! :P