An IT Life

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Waking up at 9:00
Taking kids to school at 10:00
Walking to office at 11:00
Pressing keyboards till 21:00

A beep in the system
Assistance till 1:00
This is my life
A robotic life

Its too late
I just can’t wait
The dinner I have
Called my wife to save

She was cross with me
The other night
The trip i couldn’t foresee
A project visit onsite

The friendly chats with colleagues
The purposeful chats with others
A money bearing goose
The name I earned from my kids

Messed up life
And the future we worry
With no time for friends or wife
And the chase for luxury

Watching from the cab
A couple with kids on their lap
Craving to escape from these chains
To live with my family and friends

How far have we evolved?

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How far have we evolved?

We do get angry like bears
and crazy like monkeys

does that mean that we are less evolved?

We ape the cultures of the developed
the wrongs and the rights

How is the code of culture determined?

facebooks and twitters have become part of our lives
crafts and books being the last ones chosen

Doesn’t that mean we are running away from nature?

new medicines and new technologies rise
new lifestyles and new diseases are born

Are we dealing with the boom in the right way?

desktop systems receive more care than the loved ones
losing a phone is more painful than losing a friend

Is technology dominating relationships?

Questions rise in my tiny brain
wondering what the world would be for the next gen.

The Perishing Beauty

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Walking on the roads
unaware of dangers around

A lovely peacock couple
were in my town

It was a rare scene
of beauty and glory

The peacock moved ahead
and the peahen followed

They moved with might and courage
it seemed like they owned the place

The place had lost its vegetation
only few tiny birds lived

Mobile towers and new buildings stood high
replacing the tall trees they adored

Homeless creatures they were
straying around for food

Finally with no hope
they disappeared into the woods

Making their last visit
to their homeland they owned

My problem with traditional desi marriage

Love, InshAllah

Eds. Note: This is a response to yesterday’s guest post, How I met my son’s mother. Have a perspective to share on love and relationships? Read our guidelines, here.

Update 11/26/13: Congratulations to writer Aisha Saeed on this post being chosen by the editors of WordPress for Freshly Pressed, highlighting the best posts on WordPress. In an email to LoveinshAllah.com, WordPress said: “Aisha Saeed’s response to your guest post about arranged marriages was a really powerful and articulate call for fairness and equality. She delivers her points with a great balance of passion and reason, which makes this piece engaging even for those who aren’t intimate with the debate surrounding marriage in south Asian communities. It’s a great post that deserves a wider audience.”

aisha

 

There’s a befuddling conundrum afoot in the desi (South Asian) community. You must first understand a few things:

a) For whatever reason…

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A Beautiful Journey

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Happily married in love
A vision remained in their young minds

Life foreseen and well planned
Twist and turns they survived

Overjoyed by young ones
Brought them up with love and warmth

Tiny toys and dresses they played
With little feet they cherished

Surprises and mysteries they perceived
Lots of realisations they retrieved

Young ones grew and new relations made
New path of joy was now laid

Making merry singing with their grand kids
Forgetting the pain they had on their hips

Finally saw their race had ended
For money and power they had secured

Thrilled they were,starting life together
Holding hands,they pray for peaceful end together