Half and Half: Footstep in Sand

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According to Rumi Love is to fly to a secret destiny by steps without our feet.

I just thought of sharing this photo of mine on a white and sandy beach and the famous poem on this week’s subject.

And here we go with the famous poem on footstep, the Foot Step in Sand.

Footstep in Sand

One night I dreamed a dream.
I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
There was only one set of footprints.
I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life.
This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.
“Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way.
But I’m aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints.
I just don’t understand why, when I need You most, You leave me.”
He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you.”
-Margaret Fishback Powers- 

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Half and Half.”

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Lock: The Ultimate Limit

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Lock provides protection and emphasis limitations

Every Day life we see lots of locks and latches emphasising us the limitation our life; where can we go, where should stop proceeding further.

We could say that it’s a command by the authority that it doesn’t wish anyone further through it without prior permission. According to John Austin, the famous philosopher, if you break a command prescribed to you by an authority, you will be penalised.

Everyday life we have limitations. We do not have permit to access to lands and properties that belong to others. We do not have authority to open luggage that belongs to others. We do not have authority to use a motorbike or a vehicle that belongs to others, even if the the key is in the keyhole. We do not have authority to use other’s mobile phones.

The limitations imposed are to protect property, life, reputation, and rights of others and the society.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Symbol.”

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My Muse: Sunrise

Sunrise at Raalhugandu, the famous surf point in Male’, the capital of Maldives, is one of the best place to watch beauty of the world.

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A New Dawn: Even the Dark Disappears

Even the dark disappears.

Even the dark disappears….

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I write for myself

It has been more than a year since I posted my last blog post. Today, I’m back with another wisdom in me: that I will keep on writing for the rest of days as long as I never decide to end up blogging.

I wonder sometimes is there anyone to read my thoughts. I’m a writing interesting stuffs for readers? Do I have a writing style? Lots of question floats while I write this post. However, my mind never stop its imagination. Thoughts which come across my mind, sights which passes and often saves in my mind and my perception that creates the patters of my mind gives one reflection. Yes, thoughts are mine.

I write for myself. I’m back again with this  thought in my mind.

Here is a beautiful poem I found on twitter which made my day.

“Cover me with soft earth.. Jasmine, lilies and myrtle; and when they grow above me.. they will breathe the fragrance of my heart into space.”

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Prisoners: How a father tried to find an abducted daughter

Last Friday I watched a movie called Prisoners, which was about how a father of an abducted daughter tried to find the abductor. When the police freed a suspect the father kidnapped him and tortured to find the truth about the abducted daughters.

The characters are mainly the detective and the father who occupied most of the part of the movie  and the film was fully depend on how they unveil the truth on the abduction.

The detective was very patient, where he never fall with the emotions of the family. But he was very much influenced by his senior. I think that detectives or investigators shall not be forced or shall they be influenced when they investigate such kind of cases. However, they should be directed or shall be channeled to the right paths. It seems that the seniors will need only the result. They would not mind on how the results are attained. That’s how it works.

A friend of mine who watched the movie with me asked if whether the father was morally right in kidnapping and torturing the person to find the truth. We had a good debate over the topic.

He believes that if the father had not done so, the detective will not be able to find the truth. And the procedures of police and criminal proceedings are too weighted to the accused.

Those procedures were established to maintain the innocence of the people. It’s a universally accepted fundamental right that no person shall be arrested or detained for any alleged offence unless there are substantial evidences to believe that he might have committed the crime. Police shall not be mandated nor shall be given the power to detain anyone on their discretion.

On the other hand, no one shall be subject any harm or torture. Police shall not use force nor any way to “utter confession” from the accused.

I’m of the opinion that evidence shall be collected legally, and no one shall be subject to torture for even heinous crimes. Sometimes, the accused may not be the wrongdoer, but he may confess during the interrogation because of inflicting severe pain and suffering.

Later the kidnapper imprisons the father. She was in a war against God. It’s worth watching the movie.

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Back to Blogging After a Year

It has been a year since I posted my last blog post.

Last 12 months I had mixed feelings, where none of my writing hopes and plans worked. I made some plans that I  will  at least write something good on each day. But none had worked well.

I do had some plans on reading . I read Nazi officer’s Wife, a book based on how an ordinary Jew survived in Holocaust, and how did she made her way from Germany to England and finally to Israel. It was very heart breaking that how she escaped from the asparagus field works, and how she pretended that she’s a Jew and made her way to a safe destination.  After couples of days now I’m reading the Fault In Our Stars. Reading many articles, blog posts, documents related to my work, and News Papers I had acquainted  and attached them so much. I have some more books waiting in the queue which includes The Mocking Bird, Anna Frank, The Republic.

With regard to writing, I had a bad experience. I do start with lot of topics and headings. I do write on lot of subjects. But with the belief that I need some time to re-read and re-draft the texts, all of it falls in the queue again. And all those texts are still in the queue left untouched. Most of them are not related to the current context. I had a feeling that I should write a at least an article a day, and should re-write and edit it on the next day. But the next day has not yet come. I do believe that I still shall follow the same pattern but should never leave any text in the queue.

I had some books on creative writing. I read often on the topic. What I found now is that I need to write before I’m try to become a creative writer. Firstly I should have some ideas to write regardless of the creativity. Thereafter only I should spend some time on re-shaping, creating, modifying, modeling and adding colors to the articles. Most of the writers often advice to write write and read read and read more.

I had some poems made. I thought poems should be posted on other blogs because the interests of the people may differ. However, I have decided to stop keeping mind on those blogs and focus on one blog.

Writing relieves stress and it keeps me fresh in most of the times.

Here again I’m starting with another hope that writing should not stop. I know it’s a new step, a debut, that has lots of steps ahead, and the final destination in these step-full journey is limitless.

 

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