Watch me Get Over Dramatic :-p You'll Enjoy!

I put my hands on the counter with despair. How can I be so easily tempted to something like that? I look at the counter with longing and fear. I know this decision can affect me badly. I have worked so hard for this opportunity to come. I know I should not mess with it. I cough a little to clear my throat. But what more harm can it bring to me? I have been feeling bad for a couple of weeks. I don't think this make it any worse. Despite all the careful thinking, I want it. I want it very bad.

The more I try to fight this temptation, the more it grows. My mind is losing against my heart. I never make decisions like this, I remind myself. But it’s of no use.

Desperately, I run to my sister and ask her for advice. Her wise answer is the same as of my mind’s. I go back to where I stood first.

My mind has finally lost and my heart has won. I go to the place where the red bucket sits comfortably. I open the lid and take out a packet. A devil in disguise, I think to myself. I take a pot, fill it with some water, and place it on the stove that is breathing angry fire. I tear open the packet and empty it in the pot. The smell is so beautiful or maybe the temptation has amplified it. As soon my work gets done, I take the pot off the stove.

I tell my sister, “What can I do if I like spicy noodles? I know I have to go to university and do community work after a couple of days, but I have been going through this off and on flu thing for weeks. I don’t think spiny noodles can give me a sore throat.”

P.S: I am enjoying my spicy noodles. Yummy!!! Hey,was that dramatic enough?

Just a Humble Fan of Understanding Human Behavior

“If I will not be able to become a doctor, I would like to become a psychologist.”

I really love psychology. I mean you look at someone and you immediately know that this person is good or bad, confident or in-confident, responsible or irresponsible, weak or strong, and so on. Psychology can either make your life easier or it can make it miserable. You may not trust anyone and it may become difficult for you to cooperate with the people around you. However, the biggest reason to love it is that you can help special children. I think that is a reason enough to love psychology.

“Hey, I do not believe in astrology. I only observe people and read about different horoscopes, as I believe that people born in the same month have similar characteristics. It just makes it easier for me to deal with different people.”

Let’s look at an example.

I am a Libra. I always had difficulty dealing with Aquarius people. But, then in college I made an Aquarius friend. I studied her behavior and through that I learned to deal with these people.

I used to tell her that, “You are under my observation, you know?” She used to smile and say, “Yes, I know.”

I learned that the people of this particular horoscope have mood swings. They may become very annoying from time to time. If you deal this through fighting, you are at loss. So, the best way to deal with them is to give them some space and keep a light mood.

I learned that they love you, but they show there love through fulfilling there duties. They love gossips (nearly all Aquarius women are like that). They are very intelligent. They will keep your secrets even after you become there enemies.

“You know, I don’t understand people at times. Some people may appear very bad from the outside, but they may prove to be very good at heart. It is very difficult to judge human behavior and to make a distinction between good and bad for me.“

You know some friends of yours don’t have a very good reputation, but sometimes they do something really good for you. I believe that one should be good to everyone, even such people. Maybe your personality can have some affect on them and by the way everyone has the tendency to become better. Sometimes that person turns out to have very good qualities that you might even not have.

But remember don’t trust anyone with your eyes closed.

Sometimes I want to know other people just to keep a check on my own personality. Just to keep it balanced and good.

P.S: This post is sounding like ‘Once Upon A Time’ to me. You know with the snow whites good and the evil queens evil. But what can we do, such a distinction exists. 

Moreover, I am becoming an Environmental Scientist. I love this field of study and I really happy with it, Alhamdulillah.

The Return of the Attarians- A Short Story By a 14 Year Old

So, due to the positive response to my last post, I have decided to type, let’s say, the second chapter of this short story. For reading chapter 1, click here.

For those who are new to this story please keep in mind that I am not 14 now. Please forgive me if you see any grammatical mistakes :-)

You can comment and tell me if you like this story and want this story to go on, or even if you don’t like it. It will make it easier for to decide whether I should keep on writing this story or not.

The Return of the Attarians

Chapter 2

“Why are you so angry? He looked like a good person to me,” he said.

“Well just leave this topic,” I said.

“Oh, no. I completely forgot to tell you. Your mom called. She told my mom that they are going to Newyork for some reason, so you’ll be staying here with us,” he said.

“Oh no!” I said sadly, “At least she should have talked to me about it.”

“What do you mean by ‘oh no’, Sera?” he asked me while trying to read the expressions on my face, “We’ll have a lot of fun. We can play video games, we can go for skating, we can…..”

“Yeah, but….” I protested.

“We can even go to meet that guy.What was his name?” he said, “Yeah, Array.”

“I don’t wanna go out there and meet anybody,” I said. He totally knew how to annoy me.

“Ok, then we’ll go to Serena’s house,” he said and looked at me as he was expecting a reply of some kind.

Yeah, he knew that I really liked hanging out with Serena. Excitement rose inside me.

“That will be fantastic, Joe” I remarked, “..and Serena, and Maria. It will be exciting, Joe.”

“That what I wanted you to say,” he said and smiled. “I am very tired. I just want to go to bed.”

“But I think your mom is waiting for us at lunch,” I reminded him.

“I completely forgot,” he exclaimed.

We ran towards the dining room.

“Hi, you kept me waiting for a very long time,” she said while looking at him with love.

We had a very fine conversation and very nice lunch. The lunch consisted of Italian food and his mother was kind enough to bake her special cupcakes for me.

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“Let’s go to see Array,” he said as soon as we entered his room.I think it’s because of the sweet cupcakes. They have acted like an energy drink on him.

“Not again,” I whispered. A whisper that was drenched in annoyance.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing. Let’s go.” I replied.

We ran towards the backyard door. He opened the door. The backyard was replaced with a desert like place. I could see the ugly looking huts everywhere. My observation was hindered when someone suddenly touched my shoulder.

“What’s up?”

I turned to see who was that. I saw a boy of our age. He had very different features.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I am Abbay,” he replied and shifted his gaze towards Joe. Joe was a tall fair boy. He had brown almond eyes and silky brown hair. The thing that was most prominent on his face was his big round ‘Harry Potter’ glasses.

“Hey, you look interesting,” he said while his eyes moved from me to Joe and Joe to me,”I love chickens!”

“Wait, what?” I asked pushing Joe away from him.

“It’s just that I like Americans. Especially the white and fair ones.”

“Oh, I am glad to hear that,” I said trying my best to hide that I was annoyed by this encounter. “Joe! I am not feeling well. Can you come with me for a second?”

“Hello, I am Joe,” he said completely ignoring me.

To be continued......

"Which One Do You Feel Comfortable to Communicate With, Speaking Or Writing?"

This question was originally asked by my English teacher during one of our classes.  At first, I got confused because I wasn't asked ever before to choose between speaking and writing, but then I made my choice and replied, "Writing, of course."

Well, I can say that she was quite surprised when many of us answered that they feel comfortable with writing. She, herself, as I could see by the look on her face, prefered speaking over writing.

She told us that speaking is easier and better because of many reasons. I am listing only a few of them.

1. Speaking requires gestures only and you don't have to waste a lot of words to explain you emotions.
2. You can shape your words by adjusting them to the mood of your listeners. You can even change your way of speaking to be more convincing. You can defend yourself, whenever required.
3. No Punctuation is required.
4. You can communicate in two way manner. You can observe the response of the audience to what you are communicating.
5. Speech has its own grammar. So, you can be easy at grammar usage. For example, you don't have to use complete sentences at times.

I said that I feel comfortable with writing. Maybe it's because I love writing. I am very shy in formal settings, while I am very confident in informal ones. So in formal setting I can communicate better in writing. I mean I love to express myself through colorful adjectives. I also feel that through writing I can communicate my ideas more effectively, and more confidently.

The best thing about writing is that you don't have to see the faces of your listeners. You can communicate without caring for the response you'll get. Writing makes you more brave. I love that writing has a structure and organization. You may not think before speaking, but you think before writing, so there are fewer mistakes. 

It's also easy to settle disputes and say you're sorry through writing. You can say sorry to a friend who doesn't even agrees to talk to you in school by texting her a long and elaborate apology with a lot of plzzzzzz..... Trust me, I have done this before and it is effective. 

Writing provides evidence. You can keep copies and do not have to worry about getting trouble for something that you didn't do or say.

But,I do love speaking too. I love speaking in informal setting, such as in friends, class fellows and family. I love making new friends and I usually don't have any trouble doing that. I am also trying to love speaking in formal settings. To express my ideas more confidently and fully.

Although I am a very talkative person, I feel uncomfortable with speaking in formal settings, such as in front of guests, in presentations, etc.

So, till the time that I become confident, I definitely love writing. Although I am good in public speaking, I would like to get better at it.