Chocolate

Even after too much sweetness chocolate gets bitter at the end, with its choco taste, even its not complete without a taste of bitterness in it !! And we are arguing about other things in life for not being sweet or joyful all the time.There are shortcomings with even the chocolate, even its not perfect. Too much of it or the less preparedness of it, actually is bitter.

So much to ask from sugar to keep helping everyone reduce the bitterness.I won’t be surprised if sugar in it making exist in a state where it is not sweet infact, it would be unfair for it to be sweet all the time!

The chocolate does not remain sweet all the time… it needs sugar to be sweet!

After a long time

The phrase used in the title of this post, itself is used so many times before starting to write letters, posts, conversations, blogs, articles..news..

so, after a long time, I’m back at writing some post on this blog. Few days back, a friend suggested that 1 year in a different country can be a topic for my blog. Hmm, I thought, nice idea. But,there are lakhs or should I say millions of students who leave their country and study somewhere else, whats so new about me leaving my den (if I’m the tigress..just because I want to use this word). Umm, nothing new.May be or may be not.

So , besides the fact that I’m happy about survival, I have nothing else to say about it.

Hunger and its perspectives, thats the topic of my blog today.

Hunger means the want of something or some body ( mere food).From the stone age, I wonder how the man must have realised his feeling of hunger.I mean how must have he felt for the first time, that he needs to eat, rather put something in his mouth, so that it will disappear in its body and he will get rid of this feeling where the stomach aches for food. Later on, to practice that when he had kids, that child needs to be fed to keep quiet or to put to sleep.Than to realise that whatver he put in his mouth made him feel better and he could work and roam around only when he ate something.Wonder how the process took place.What did we realise first, the feeling of hunger or the prospect of puting things in mouth ?

Besides food,there are many other kinds of hunger, man must have started realising.In a way, if serpent is not involved in the story , it was this hunger of Eve which led to totally another perspective to this topic. Which not only led to mankind but also the rising of pain and hard labor.

Hunger of success must have arised after that, may be much much later in mankind, when he started facing competition, when he realised, he feels nice to win.It is in one of its wierdest forms, right now, in these days.Lack of this hunger is now seen as lack of ambition or willingness or talent.But,it must have started only with a small delight of being able to kill the  fastest rabbit for the man’s delicious meal.

Hunger of power should have arised during the same time.Power to rule the animals , fellow human beings and to lead their small group.This kind of hunger is a core of today’s society. This one prevailed for a long long time.It still exists.No individual will deny power.As it leads to change,Change according to your own wish and will.

Hunger of Money. Not the least important one but definetly the last one I hope of this lineage.I think the last one ,but the most killer one. Man is so badly craving for it that it has become the basis of other kinds I mentioned.. SUCCESS, POWER, FOOD and SEX.Man thinks, he can get all other stuff fulfilled by the presence of money in his hand.

I have not bothered to mention more sober kinds of hunger. The simple versions such as love, attention , affection and care is the one neglected form of hunger,  the one not mentioned openly and expressed to each other that often,but experienced by the millions of unfortunate ones in this society. The ones who slept that night crying in the bed! Believe me,even this kind of unfullfillment,  is devastating in its own sense.

Man, I havnt eaten anything since morning, see.. Hunger can make you write blogs!! Time to finish work and eat!!

Cya

:) just

I’m sure, don’t like its flavor..
Umm its bitter sweet..
It’s salty sour..
Or is it..Its mixture of both..

It’s not for the first time you are tasting it..
I know, I know.. still I don’t want to remember it forever
I dnt want to recollect it later

Its wierd .. or is bad.. Noo ..
Its always wierd….

Let it go..you will never ever remember..
It was more of bitter sweet,this time…
Hmm I agree….

Forgive me and bless me at the same time O’lord
Not again. Never ever

Part 2

It was early morning around 7a.m. and Edward was already back, at the gates of his workplace, Cemetery.He opened the gates ,started the car and drove down the main lane.He had opened all other gates as well. He reached his office, kept the bag and immediately left to get a cup of coffee.It was,yet, dark outside.He walked down the main road adjacent to this gate. It was already getting crowded and the traffic seemed building up. “One cup of Caffe Latte”,he said. Edward was a regular customer, the guy across smiled and went in. Edward glanced through the newspapers at the stand. “We are ready for the Summit”, said the Politician beeming at the camera’s.Edward took one copy and paid the shopkeeper.On his way back , he felt that it was colder compared to last week. He remembered that it was December and it’s going to be worse till February.
The work at cemetery is not described.He is working with associated Church. He usually knew about the burial schedules before hand. He was then responsible for all the arrangements. Today there was not much work. Otherwise he was also in charge of the work done by the gardener in maintaining the trees, bushes in and around the cemetery area. Though he was appointed by the Public services of the city, he always had to report and discuss with Edward before he executes anything.
He noticed that people have started using the main lane already. As told earlier, it was short-cut for many to the other main road. Obviously,Cemetery gates did not allow cars to pass by, yet there were many people who liked to have morning walks in this place.
Edward started reading the newspaper. At around half past 3 , he heard some noise outside, it was a loud noise making group of youngsters. He gazed through the window and stepped outside the office to have a closer look at what was happening.The guys started running back to the main gate.
He came inside, sat on the chair and started thinking of that past,which he prayed everyday not to think of and ask for forgiveness from All mighty. ..smoke. Smoke.. fog… ” RUN, RUN RUN .. he cannot catch you ” He ran as fast as he could, he looked around … everyone was dispersing and hiding in different directions. He was panting and breathing quite heavily. .he touched his chest… jacket.. fingers.. blood.. he couldn’t believe his eyes..No ..No…
… Edward …smoke smoke…

He shook his head. “No,No..”He said to himself.He looked at the watch , it was half past five. He had to leave . He convinced himself someday he will forget everything. He will. But, its just so funny that idle mind not only loves to dream about the future but it also reminds you about the most painful memories of life.They are always in your head somewhere, you hate to admit it, but you just keep them to convince yourself time and again.. ” It was not your mistake” , Edward said it loud to himself.He got ready to leave.

He looked at the Calender.It was Thursday tomorrow.
She would Come.

Abstract

“Yes” , he thought to himself, “2 months completed and I’m still here” It was not long before that Edward had joined this position , he was supposed to take care of the Cemetery area. One would wonder, what is supposed to be taken care of but, if you see this beautiful Cemetery you wouldn’t ask questions.Its amazing how much do humans suffer in their life yet people want them to lay in a beautiful place. How about having a beautiful life instead.Edward looked at the watch it was 6, time to leave.The winter was at its best since the beginning of this December. He packed his bag, opened the door checked for his Car keys.The Cemetery was spread out an extremely large area of land. He used the Car given to him to cover the distance and close all the doors.Before entering the car, he glanced around. It looked quiet.

It was different in summers and winters. It’s difficult to believe but during Summers people came to this cemetery to not only pay their homage but also to enjoy the scenic beauty of this place. It had tall trees which in summer showed all the possible shades of green and turned perfect yellow in fall. These trees formed a major road that lied between two main gates of the cemetery which joined perfectly two different worlds.

Rest of the scenic beauty comprised of extremely old trees, well maintained gardens, and all the graves were surrounded by trees and plants of different varieties. Families had a free will to plant a tree besides the grave though not in immediate proximity. The Main road of the cemetery was usually used in day time by the people to reach the other side quickly.

Edward felt the chill of this winter evening. He entered the Car, closed the door,removed the keys and started the car. He looked around near the graves.Some of them had light in front of them, many people lighted candles, he thought, before Christmas. It was very natural for people to be reminded of their loved ones during the festive season.Just then two bicycles stopped in front of him, he knew what had happened, they realised seeing him that the door must be closed and they cannot pass by. They turned around for the other gate.

Edward saw that they were youngsters. He did not switch off the car lights and helped them find a road. In winter, it was getting dark early and infact this morning there was fog too. The trees without the leaves in this fog looked even more tall and cold! He was reminded of also the high suicide rate of this town, winters lead to depression, loneliness and festive season worked perfect for all this.
He had reached the second door, he closed the door and locked it.Parked the Car just outside the gate and left.