Amazing Grace.

Mahalo. Salam. Peace. Whatever.

This is the Mystical Sage speaking to you if you're reading this. Hi. I have a new blog. Have had had it for a long, long time now. It's called Abe Learning Things. I'm Abe. And Abe means me. Follow me there if you can. I learn new things every day. And it's amazing. Amazing Grace. How sweet the sound.

His falling from grace

         Once upon a time, God decided to make humans. Why? He wanted someone with will power to obey Him. Mind you , He already had angels by the millions to worship him but they had no will of their own.
        There was one who was not an angel yet had worshipped his way to the echelons of being considered one of them. He was a Djinn by the name of Iblis. He had worshipped God so much so that not a single place was left in the universe where he hadn't bowed his head in front of his Lord.
         Before God made humans the angels asked Him " Our Lord , why would you want to create something that will only wreak havoc ?" to which He said, " I know that which you do not." God made Adam, He taught him the names of all there is in this universe. He then tested both the angels and Adam and  when Adam came out victorious, He demanded of the angels to prostrate before
Adam.
       Iblis however did not do so. Too proud was he, that's why he didn't. He boasted of being made of fire while Adam was made of soil! For this ,God decided to banish him from heaven. Iblis however asked of God to give him till the day of judgment to lead humans astray. God granted him the time and said that no matter how hard he will try His loyal men won't be led astray.
      So here we are, on this earth with the devil and with time...



                                       

 

                                          The devil may have cared once
                                          Now he may cry
                                          for all I care
                                          He has no one to pry
                                          his fingers off his own neck
                                          God was right when He said
                                          Let the devil try!

Of such a magnitude is this thirst to write that no matter how much I do so I can't just quench it.What is this?More precisely, why is this?
It has got something to do with that feeling of uniqueness a writer feels all the time.The feeling of being the single salt speck in a large pepper pot. Yes it's true, writers are hard to come by these days. Not commercial ones; they're the buzz nowadays. Look at Stephanie Meyer and the likes. People  having nothing to do just grab Twilight and The Vampire Diaries while masterpieces which should have been bestsellers lie in dust, untouched in oblivion....
Randomness is so irrational that I don't even recall what I was writing about in the last paragraph and now here I am writing about sushi and how I would love to eat it...
In other words, its good to be back, not that a lot of people may notice it....

Love's reality : An amateur's perspective...

Uptill now I had this vague notion that "love" was some mad man's lament.How very wrong I was!A child blind from birth doesnt know what it feels like to see and experience things.Love's case is similiar.It's absence is not so uncomfortably felt yet its presence is a bounty beyond measure!
When you keep showing a candy to  a toddler, it will drive him into a frenzy!A frenzy that only the candy can control.Modern day scenario of the world is similiar.From vulgar bilboards to obscene chikflicks, all the stimuli fed to the average man are serving as catalysts in driving the guy into a sexual frenzy!The products of this unnaturally catalysed reaction are vouyers,perverts,molestors,rapists and to some extent gay folk.
With this scenario in mind and the wrong image provided to us by the media, the reality of love seems limited to carnality.While in reality this is false!The act of loving someone is not just for the sake of fulfillment of baser animal needs, rather its for the spiritual progress that love is required.
Our english professor rightly said "pyar vo hota hay jo koi agar aap kee maa behen ke sath karey to aap ko buraa na lagey...aaj kal ka pyar, pyar nahee 'par' hay ".
Hope y'all will understand...AND WHEN U DO, SNAP OUTTA THE STUPOR!...joking... lawl

A visit to Hobbiton (final pt.)

Rejuvenated and fresh, I finally decided that a week long stay was enough.I packed my bags and took my walking stick and ventured out of the inn at which I was staying.God bless all theTooks,Brandybucks,Grubbs,Chubbs,Bolgers,Proudfeet and Baggins whose reluctancy at letting me go was reflective of their hospitality.They offered me Ale as a gift, I refused politely.They,then offered me a pipe alongwith supply of  longbottom leaves.Man may have evolved in habbits and customs,but that i can proudly testify that where ever you go in the world, a tinge of hospitality is observable.

Now I must tell you that I am not entirey free at the moment.I am preparingfor MCAT.Whenever I need a break i smoke the pipe.....





The pipe

A visit to Hobbiton (pt.2)

                                   Tete-a-Tete with Tolkein

Atop a hill,alone in the dark night,staring at the stars I sat,smoking longbottom leaves and enjoying the moment.To my intense surprise , appearing from nowhere was the reverent Professor Tolkein himself! Young, handsome and medievaly dressed!

After I had overcome my awe, I scrambled to me feet  and rushed towards the man who was the creator of my eutopia.

"Ibrahim Abdullah , we meet at last.I was hoping you would come."

"Professor,It is an honour to meet you.I thought I'd meet you but here in Hobbiton I least expected"
"Ibrahim, a sage you  may be but you are yet foolish."

"That, Professor, I  agree."

"Did you not wonder why i created hobbits and the shire?"

"Sometimes I did ponder,yes."

"Both the shire and hobbits once existed in reality too.They were'nt always imaginary."

"Hobbits , dear Ibrahim, are a primitive form of humans and lag one step behind them in the course of  constant evolution.As for the shire, a thousand years ago any place you would have gone to would have been this much green,clean and pure.It is time that tainted both hobbits and the shire!"

"Professor, please elaborate for i am not witted enough."

"With time evolution came and half lings turned into humans.Lust,greed , malice,jealousy and the desire for power served as catalysts for evolution for all but some.These corrupted beings tortured Nature;raped it , scalded it, ripped it and in time,what once was resourrceful,beautiful,lush and evergreen turned into something unnatural,polluted and resourceless!"

"Professor how right you are.It was indeed the desire for escape that you built the shire from your imagination."

My mentor J.R.R Tolkein

"Indeed, and i made it available for a few selected ones  who wished for a similiar catharsis.Whose minds were somewhat free of greed and the present condition of the world did not appeal to them  the slightest.Which explains how and why you came here.You see,Student of Gandalf ,

                    an elf corrupted turns into an orc,

                    a dwarf corrupted turns into a goblin,

                   But a man corrupted remains  a man.

"But hopeless from men we mustnt be for there are some who are blessed with the Light and they can discern right from wrong.As much as man can be evil, he can be just as much good if he tries.This two-way tendency is quite fascinating."

After so much depressing reflections, we switched to lighter talk.Seeing professor tolkein in person clarified to me the meaning of the sentence that an author remains immortal.Tolkein may have died a century ago but he wanders free in the shire and the shire is preserved in the hearts of many.Beleieve me when I say that the sight of him sitting beside me on the cool green grass, smoking Old Toby was as real as anything I have ever seen!    ( to be continued)

                                                                  

A visit to Hobbiton...(pt. 1)

Recent Riddance!

View from a hilltop

Recent riddance from examinations propelled me to pack my bags,bid farewell to relatives and set foot on the road that led to The Shire. Troubled are you dear reader? Does your mind question the authenticity of my fore mentined statement?Be troubled no more for I shall tell you that I went to the shire for real and there is a road that leads to it... but only if you are a descendant of a wizard!



Sandyman's mill



Forth I ventured and sang in unison with the birds "Down from the door where it began,the road goes ever on....".The journey took me 4 days to complete.From the dense concrete, metallic and extremely nnatural jungle of the ever so ugly skyscrapers, I started my journey and soon i was in a dense forest with firs,birch,oaks,pines and larches.Trees ladden with pomegrantes,apples,mangoes and vines ladden with grapes and pumbkin patchs were only some of the breathtaking sights.And finally when Sandyman's mill came in sight,I was awestruck by the raw beauty.Flowers wild ang geese untamed complimented the magnificent building and the gentle turning of the wheel caused ripples in the otherwise seemingly stagnant water.

 The change in atmosphere was welcoming for i could tell by the looks of the south Farthing that there was little change if any.Bilbo's words came to my mind "....for things are meant to endure in the shire..."

Anyhow,my short height did me a favour . Hospitable were the Bolgers and Tooks,Brandybucks and Proudfeet,Grubbs and Chubbs and not to mention the Baggins!

At a local pub in Hobbiton, I sat among the Halflings and in the midst of smoking pipeweed and drinking Ale (not me no thank you) I told them stories of the Wicked World Beyond.All sat stunned and then they asked me some more questions to which I gave answers,some eagerly and some hesitatingly.....

Telling Tales

One of the questions was that how had I travelled all the way from the Wicked World Beyond to Hobbiton.I replied truthfully that I was a student of Gandalf the grey and that i can tread across dimensions.Solace for which i searched all the dimensions, I could only find in Hobbiton.At once they felt flattered and made me another mug  of tea....(to be continued)

My Teacher