life

Demise

| Masuma

They leave

One day

They do leave

Consume their memories

Heartily

Their mad senior moments

Will make your tears to die

Being contagious with

Those struggle stories

repeatedly told once

Will make your worries to fly

Their wardrobe

Their corners

The little things

They used

Or maybe misused

Are those places

Where

Lingers their

Sweet traces of love

That we can cherish

And Catch them alive

They leave

One day

They do leave

In honour of their life

Kiss them a loving goodbye!

P.S: in memory of few of the parents of friends gone this year!

Spotted – London eye

| Masuma

Long time back I had watched on BBC Panorama – Ebola Frontline https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b04plw27

That introduced me to Dr. Javid Abdelmoneim (https://msf.org.uk/article/meet-msf-doctor-javid-abdelmoneim ) and the work he does. I started following his work and watched few of his other programmes.

So eventually I developed high regard for his work and contributions.

That sets the context for my awe for this young man for he does comes across humble, god hearted and bright looking.

Now I was at Trafalgar Square, London at the signals waiting to cross.

And I am walk past by a gentleman who looks very familiar to me… it triggers me into immediate processing of all my memory nodes, fetching the right pattern match and yes in time I recognised him, it was Dr Javid, dressed in casuals with a cap. After reaching the other side I voiced out loud – hey excuse me…are you that doctor?

He turned and looked at me

I said are you the doctor, I follow you. I watched your shows and you are doing very good work.

Guess he felt very appreciated and crossed his hands as a sign to accept my respect.

That’s it and we moved on on our ways.

to have met someone whome I follow and regard very highly was indeed a surreal experience, almost felt like that rare chance of a lucky lottery win.

I tried to reach him on social platforms and then found this event happening ->

https://m.facebook.com/events/829700471122811/

And so I have happily signed up for it.

I had photographed the colourful view of London eye that day! Looks so pretty!

What is paradise/heaven?

| Masuma

Someone asked me what does paradise or heaven mean to you?

I said paradise is complete sync with nature or maybe it’s the fictional visual of happiness flowing from one life form to another… that softens your heart and is rhythmically charged..feels like one is wandering in dreams.

And if you are asking in context of death, then I suppose to reach heaven it would be related to what you have given.

For e.g Like I love exploring the ancient royal buildings of London city, it draws me in to different flavours of joys, thoughts, inspiration and what not.. so that experience has been offered to me by many from the past, so in that way they have created heaven for me (and like me many other receivers too) so I guess they have reached heaven, for I am sending them love/support/appreciation.

the teachings of your caregivers, infrastructure by builders, books, movies, oh this list is endless…so much can be given..

So I guess if you have been part of offering joy that can be lived even after you have gone, then in a way one has reached heaven right..

I paused

I looked at that someone who asked me this question , and said what do you think?

Someone said – “I really liked what you said. Though It’s the state of mind when you die, if you are happy at that exit point.. then that’s reaching heaven, right….“

I said, “yeah.. that certainly is so simple and true”

🧚

A sweet flowing smile
After a
A brief period of time
Is all
That matters
For reaching paradise!

🧚

we all are always here in form of our offerings , and maybe that defines our state of mind when we become one with divine.

Winter love

| Masuma

❄️Winter love❄️

As the beats goes along

As the beats goes along

The melody in me longs for the song

As the days grows out from gold

As the days grows out from gold

The cold in me longs for the silvery hold

As the winters finds the roses to sigh

As the winters finds the roses to sigh

The fragrance in me longs for every missed try

As the letters builds into mountain of words

As the letters builds into mountain of words

The old story in me longs for the highs of the closest bonds

And then the now hooks

And then the now hooks

The elegance in me longs for good gum boots!

– love always, masuma

blind interview

| Masuma

It was my first round of interview for Juice Plus for a Java Lead position and this was scheduled to be taken by their Director of Engineering.

So like always I had rehearsed my CV and ready was I for the tide.

The zoom call begins, a smart looking young man surfaces on my screen.

Hmm, right there I am nervous.

Then he says I will do a blind interview.

Perplexed I ask, what is that?

He said, I won’t be looking at your CV right now so I don’t know which candidate I am interviewing and will randomly ask questions.. to initiate a technical discussion. This will automatically settle into a lot of sharing of ourselves.

Taken I was, like always, when there is any unusual innovation to experience.

And as the questions began the interview talk naturally grew, and, time ran out as it ended up into an interesting conversation where both parties participated without any hesitation of the fact that there is any judgement involved.

I cleared 🙂

this interview will always be remembered as one of the most unique experience.

Meet the reindeers

| Masuma

Meet the reindeers:

The guide asked the first question to the group of 25 heads, “Do you know the lowest temperatures that the reindeers can withstand?”

No-one shooked to answer.

A tiny little hand was raised.

And we all looked at her..and she was Zahra.

Hussain, Me and Amreen we all exchanged looks, what is she going to answer, gosh do I have a Matilda growing in my home.. let’s hear

And the guide like all of us was eager to know too and gave her the 🎤 to answer..

Zahra says – “Very very cold”

To that all of us, smiled, childish deep smiles..and realised how we humans are auto-conditioned to look for precision.. the exact..

Following that, engaging question answer session began…freely..

Zahru