"Tiny Drop of perfume"

She was in hustle to get ready for the party, sitting next to her dressing table after fixing the lines and edges she searched for her perfume on the table having a look on the bottles her eye stopped at a bottle which is always there on the table but never used, she picked it up it was having a Tiny Drop of perfume in it, but she was scared to use it, an undefined, mysterious type of fear, with traces of uncomfort, but today she decided to use it what ever the after effects maybe, she sprayed it on herself, closed her eyes, and took a deep breathe, and joined the party.
Moving into crowd, the hall was full with people with royal dressing and  makeovers, she wasn't a party girl so confused moving forward looking here and there the party lights, people with full fashioned clothing, dressing, sparkling makeup, shiny colors, head spinning scents and noise, just lost in all in the next moment,
A guy passed by her rashly but wait ! there he stops after moving one step ahead like the floor had gripped his feet tightly , he looked back the lines on his forehead his appeared, a smile appeared , eyes reflecting the face of her and heart dancing in the rhythem of scent and fragrance,Mind confused that what is Going on? the girl is also confused About what is this? she is confused blinking eyes instantly and looking here and there to avoid or ignore all this, But that guy still like someone had frozen him going back steps but seems like some tiny magical threads are pulling him towards her, the music of her soul had covered his ears, and heart had lost its beat,
After an instant the girl moved on avoiding him, the party was over when she came out she met the same guy down stairs walking and singing, she thought he is drunk but no he was in senses but out of them also, his one hand on his heart and moving like some magical dust is surrounding him, She was curious To know that what happened to him ? what was all that ? many questions in her mind she decided to ask him, walked gently towards him and called him Hey you! what is your  problem ?
the  guy turned around ...! and stared for a while and walked away singing " The Fragrance Of yours..." "Keep pouring it.."

Girls confused returned home sits to her dressing table thinking, but wait there he spotted the bottle of perfume with the tiny drop she sprayed and she smiled :) ........!!??


Remember: the dressing table and stuff over it, is the characteristics,behaviors,reactions,properties of you or what you want to put on, there are many on your dressing table which you put on to go for a party, and party is where people enjoy and show what they want to be look alike, to impress people,to be praised,to cheat,to tackle and dodge  others every one have that perfume bottle covered tightly on  his table but no one spray it on him self because its the actual you the actual solution with the ingredients of what you actually are, that's why they don't use it always thinking that it have only a tiny drop and this wont be enough to go for a party, but remember it volatile it spreads without showing it it attracts the people around you,it make them feel good and comfortable and make a cloud of peace, so never hesitate to spray that tiny drop of yours that Tiny Drop of perfume..
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By: Xyed Naumi

Down To The Ground

A new fresh Tree was learning to shadow the people and the plants was happy with the fella's and the birds around was proudy of the height and fame was growing with the excitement of new heights and growing up up and up...
As alot of smile bring tears, the same new freedom and excitement bring fears, One day a roaring storm hits that place,ruining the garden's grace, it go mad and turned the freshness of garden fade, The Bird were scared they flew away from the branches, the Nests with eggs crashed down which were ready to hatch But alas! no one down there to catch, the roaring sound of storm everywhere and broken branches flying bushes, scattered leaves Oh Dear!
Then a hard Blow hits and that tree cracked down and hits the ground, Flat in the mud Dirt on every Bud, lying down with no hope,

In few days The Autumn Strikes, slowly slowly dried the leaves and the buds, time goes on and the spring breaks in, the flowers,plants all around opened their eyes smiled after observing the tree on the ground they started to laugh on it that Oh Poor Tree! No height ? No branches? No leaves? No shoots? oh poor you..!
The tree was Hurt and determined  in its heart , it starts covering itself with the mud around to hide from shame and recover the lost fame and go down to the ground from its core from where it belong.
bearing the pain of shame the laughter of others feeling like thorns and finally covered its stem in the ground,

The Season changed the Autumn kits the flowers go down to the place they found. the tree with hope with belief on itself was waiting for spring for its time to rise. The rain watered the land and Spring breaks in, the flowers,plants and the bushes too were ready to make fun and laugh on the poor tree, But

Some tiny buds were sparkling on it, the stem of strength had given birth to new hopes to rise again growing day by day leaf by leaf, the flowers were shocked the bushes stood stuck the time passed by 
Now the whole Garden is covered in the shadow of those tress,Now flowers grow in their lap, The birds sits on their branches weaving nests and laying egss, Now storm do hit but hey stand still because they are standing on the base of "stem of strength" which is unseen but always "DOWN TO THE GROUND"

****Things to remember****
Stem = your strength
Buds= your hope
Rain= The Help
Egg/nests=   Patience for success/Happiness
Storm= The tough times
Seasons= Ups and Downs/situation
bushes/plants= the other people aim with less heights

Written By: Xyed Naumi!
Inspired By a Dead Tree in Garden!

Grey sorrows surrounding me.....

These flowers the necklace of flowers..
when i am holding in my hands..
i wish these only for you..
but i cant bring it to you...
becaue your streets has thorns..
rivals are part of the sorrows..
your eyes are really hunting...
it makes me cry...
your eyes are looking at me full of anger..
i know i understand..
that you are waiting for me..
your beautifull eyes are wide open for me..

you are looking at me with all the hope you have.
but i have compulsions..
i am helpless..helpless...helpless
there times like thorns..
and the warm tears..
when it flow on my face...
it makes me and my flowers wilting...
but i cant do anything...
with the hope and wishes...
the  days of life are passing..
whether the thorns of our way
will burn into ashes??...
and the distance between
the times will shorten and becomes near...??
wether such time will come?
that the sky and surrounding would be smiling..
the necklace of my tears
or flowers in my hand...
will i make it to put it around your neck?
it looks like red flowers are
surrounding me..
but i am lying all alone..
grey sorrows are covering me...

O dear God is this blessing or tormit?
i am crying surrounded by flowers..
is this the measure of my patience..?
my luxurious life turned into poison..
and my rest into a monster..
i found no way to escape..
even escape is another black monster...
the red chains of fortune are surrounding me...
i am lying alone.....
grey sorrows are covering me...

why you made me like a candle why.... why?
the light spreads when i am on fire..
if i blow off this fire..
the beauty and the garden will turn into dark garbage..
i swear travelling on your way
is like dancing on the fire..
all the grey dark mountains are covering me..
i am lying all alone..
grey sorrows are covering me..
God was tired of making good so that he made me..
what if i complain thousand times.
what if i cry thousand times...
for one drop of beauty of love..
i will destroy all my life..
if my every breathe & sigh makes fire..
i will lit the whole world bright with love...
it look likes red flowers are
surrounded around me...
bu i am lying all alone....
grey sorrows are covering me....

Xyed Naumi

Story: "and i am her teddy.."

The story starts from the day when she was with her mom shopping at the mall,as her mom was busy in shopping she saw me i was hanging in a toy shop she smiled and giggled that momy i want him her momy turned towards me had a look and said ok. they bought me from the shop and when the shopkeeper handed me towards that little gal she hugged me and shouted with joy "woooow!" she was so excited and happy to have me when we reached to her home.she introduced each and every toy,family member showed me all her house and her clothes too,
                Now the routine was "she wake up in the morning and searches for me and then we play the whole day even she gave me the chips/choco's/sweets a tiny miny bite of them, and then at night she go for sleep hugging me tight with her fairy tale.then she got admission in school now what i did was just to wait
for her all day she returns and share all what happened that day at her school the teachers dress and friends lunch box,the lessons every thing we fight with each other she punches me into my face and we go for sleep in same condition arms in arms slowly into the valley of dreamland thinking about chocolates,marbles,loly pops,dark night and shhh....ZZzzzZzzz....

After Some Years..

Now she was Grown up learning to cook food,how to wash clothes,setting the house hold items,going out for shopping and helping her mom out as the time passed the toys she used to play with were slowly slowly transferred to the showcase/cupboard except me,
One Day she returned home but this time she was a bit changed i dont know what was that change what was the reason? but she look's like lost inside smiling after intervals and after a few days at night i seen a pic in her hand of a handsome boy. she took me in her lap and said "sorry i didnt shared with you "am in Love"
i was shocked she was blushing and all the day lost in her thoughts dreaming about him,
Now i was playing the role of imaginary version of her Love,she shared all the feelings she had about him,hug me, complain about many things,then they started texting,chatting,calling with each other as i was in her lap watching all these things like an unseen thread was pulling them together or she was setting her self all at risk trusting him to be pulled away,the day she go out to meet him she dress perfectly and ask about 100 times from me that how am i looking? would he like me? blushing,hiding her face with shy while looking into my eyes thinking about him.at night put her arm over me and go for sleep dark night,melodious sounds,loving music,romance all around,his face,lost and shhhhhh...ZZzzZZzzz......
i was so happy that she is in love but at the other hand i felt jealous of him that she likes him more than me? but i was still with that smile always ready to hug her and say "i love you" things were going perfect but as every blossom have an end every flower have to meet the mud.. every color have to go fade... the same...!

One day she came back to home entered her room and thrown me away from the bed i felt really bad i was hurted but wait.. she was crying and shouting in anger i could see the fountain of tears rolling down from her eyes,she was up all night like a candle burning her self and tears rolling like molten wax. she picked me up and said :
"teddy he left me, for someone else,he cheated with me..."
"teddy will you do the same to me? will you hurt me too? will you leave me alone like he did? will you make me cry?
and i was again with the same smile drawn on my face and same hug i could offer,she cried whole night i was almost drowned in her tears observing each and every drop on my furr as the secret of a girls inside is her tears so i cleaned them to remove the avidence.she slept like the same little girl who go for sleep crying for something she wants the most and wake up in the morning forgetting all about that with new smile but this time things were different she woke up in the morning with dead and red eyes and some how she managed to over come her wounds,as i know how much she suffered and i heard,whipe, healed...

I know someday she'l marry someone.. and leave me here in the showcase,cupboard or gift me to some other lil girl but i am proud of being me...
i was with her till to now not because she is kiddish, not because she is abnormal,not because she have low mental state, But just because she is a GIRL and she

have a heart of a "girl" full of emotions,love,care,complains,sorrows,joys,giggles...and much more patience..
and thats why she need someone who can hear but not ignore..
who can care but not cheat
who can love but not hate
who can be oly her own...
and there i am.... I am her Teddy...!
Written By:Xyed Naumi

Sip of inspiration: From A Huge rock to a tiny stone

Sip of inspiration: From A Huge rock to a tiny stone: When i opened my eyes i was the part of a huge rock at the top of a mountain.all i was' was just because i born there at that height and the...

From A Huge rock to a tiny stone

When i opened my eyes i was the part of a huge rock at the top of a mountain.all i was' was just because i born there at that height and the feelings that am at the top where no one can reach or no one can even touch me i start feeling proud on my self.looking down at the ground and other mountains that look how far i am! and specially at the stones on the ground which seems so tiny and puny and i laughed at them "hahaha! you lil puny stones"
one day felt an earth quake on the ground i was standing on' right in my base, my base was shaking trembling with fear i felt cracks in me and suddenly i cracked in pieces and start falling down towards the ground.
Now i was rolling down on the ups and downs of life and loosing strength, pieces and gaining more speed my fella's turned into sand in front of my own eyes.and at last i was at the ground turned into a small piece of stone!
all i could see was dirt,mighty sky and the ground with those tiny stones i use'd to laugh at.i h'd a look on my fellow mountains with the hope that they will help me out to gain my place back. But instead of helping they start laughing at me that see how tiny you are and once you laughed at them when you were here.

Shouting,crying and hopeless i was feeling but in the mean time i heard some foot steps coming towards me the hope refilled!! when they reached just close to me on of them kicked me hard. i shouted but all i could here was my own shout then Another kick! shouted again but no one heard my shouts.then it became a routine whoever passes by was kicking me playing with me and my fellow mountains were laughing at me i was fed up of my life always staring at the mighty sky that once i was there at the top.

One day some one picked me up instead of kicking me he threw me up towards the sky. wOw! i felt really good like am going back to the place where i belong towards those heights moving up and up i looked down towards the same ground with tiny puny stones then had a look at those mountains who laughed at me now i was laughing at them that " see am going back to my home place you are nothing hahahaha!!"
but
after reaching a certain  height suddenly i felt like am going downward "what No stop NO .......!! i dont wanna Go Down!! plz Stop it....! noooooooo!
but i was going down with more speed i could see the ground clear now and in the last moment all i could see and hear were "my shouts, the laughter around me" and i drowned in the sea of my own regrets,sorrows and shame...!
and i stayed there forever at the most lowest surface and thats where i should belong!!
i wish i could thanked for what i have......!
rather than laughing on other or looking down with proud...!
and that was my story
 "From the Rock of Heights towards the stone of shame"
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Written By: Xyed naumi

Story: Do Not Depend on others

A man was punished by government and was locked in the Cell (Jail) for 10 years. he was really feeling hopeless even he don't eat his meal which was always placed in front of him.he though he'll die in there.
One day as he was sitting with his meal in front of him a cockroach came and h'd a bite from his meal and crawled back to his hole.Everyday the cockroach came and eat  a bit fro his meal and then leave that place.
The Man felt really entertained from this Act he started to eat his portion and leave some for the cockroach.
days passed by the Man and the cockroach became friends with that single Act.The man trained Him when he said stand Up the cockroach stood straight on his tiny feet ,when she says roll around,dance,go left go right!
the cockroach did the same.
Then after 10 years when he was released from the Cell he took that cockroach with him in his cap.Now the question was how would he get something to eat he has No money in his pockets and No job to do??
then suddenly an Idea jumps in to his Mind,he though if he showed the cockroach to the people of new world they will really entertained by this "Unique" thing and they will lend him some money.
Now he walked towards a resturant.the waiter asked what will you like to eat sir ?
he replied: i'll but there is a problem !
waiter: what sir ?
He replied: i have no money ! But i have something which will make you to give me food without money!!
Waiter: what is that thing sir show me ?
in answer he showed him his cockroach and his dance on his command !
Waiter: But sir i am a worker here if you show that thing to my manager he will surely give you food for a whole week....!
The Man stood up on his feet and walked towards the manager Desk!
and placed his cockroach on the table!
The Manager was really in anger and was talking to the marketing man that he didnt sent the fresh vegetables after a while he dropped the call in anger and then when he saw a cockroach on his table he took his register and "BANG!!!" smashed the cockroach threw it away and said"
"how may i Help you sir ?"
The Man was just up to Die Coz he depended on someone not himself
that was his weak point As we humans are much stronger than any living thing on the universe but we depend on others that's our Fault .....
so DO NOT depend on others
"BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF"
By: Xyed Naumi

But you cheated!

Hey you!
Come and tear apart my heart in little tiny pieces using your knife of hate and of ignorance. turn it into millions  pieces of my heart. lock it into the cell of darkness and throw away the key into the forest of blinds where no one could find were no one can see,then after doing all that wash your innocent hands with the water of my tears which were tipping down from my eyes in the name of "you" wash the blood away from your hands and then store that blooded water in a black  pot of broken trust to hide the evidence and proof ..

when your done just go and pop my eyes coz they were responsible for all those pretty dreams for all those fantasies i'd imagined with your love, but hey store them in a safe place or frame them coz they have only one vision stored in them and thats you, and am sure you wont mind hanging your own pic on the wall ?
the knife you'd used put it in my pocket as you did nothing at all and never you will fall.
NO!! dont be afraid of being caught coz evidence is in the "BOX" box of broken trust and when the trust is broken no one will believe coz i dont have eyes and tongue ? haha!! is stapled in with lips..
but hey!!! stay cool and calm,happy and amazing as you were in past and hopefully in your future...
cOz no one will ever know that you were the killer, you were the murderer...
the world believe in innocence and i believe you are the package !!
No one will ever know !

but
Hey
You cheated!!
:)
and thats Not fair ?

Love: A heal on wound's

After visiting alot of forums based on the discussion about "love"
i'd seen that 95% of people talk about how it hurts when they are in love!
how the pain is,how much you'd cryed for someone !
and how miserable life is when you fall in lOve!!
.BUT.

only 5% of people h'd mentioned how delightful,relaxed they feel,
how they'd learned to heal the wound,
how they'd learned to stop their tears
and how they are living there life ! after falling in love!
and to me
they are the only and the pure one's who are not treated as they deserve !
but are treating the best they can!
and they are living in paradise in heaven on earth!




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Is Imagination More important than knowledge?

Today i'd see a title of page named Imagination is more important than Knowledge and my mind stopped on this point because it was something different i havent thought about!
i started thinking about the theme and the idea the actual idea behind this that how can something be more important than knowledge in this world?
i was like sitting in a dark room but suddenly a ray of light clicked my mind and i agreed with this that yes imaginations are more important that knowledge and again i will explain my point of view with a few examples!
that imaginations starts where the length of knowledge stops. knowledge deals with what you see and what you'd experienced  but imaginations cover the entire world and universe!

here the question was if knowledge is about the experience & imagination is about fantasy than if you face a difficulty on your way then an imaginary bridge wont get you to other side unless you walk around or bear the problems?
e.g
A whole in your way ? you have to step down and then climb up and there is no way out and it is really a problem for you! but imaginations will make you feel that the whole is not actually a problem it is actually a way downward and then upward towards your destination or maybe there is something interesting down there!
another example !
if you are locked up in a container with all food facilities available what knowledge will tell you will be that if you stay there your gonna die with boring and mental disorder death!
but what imaginations can make you feel and get you out of that situation is simply that you'll think about the container where it is placed ? in a jungle ?! where there are alot of fruit trees and flowers around your container and just behind the wall of your container is a flower bed with all kinds and colours of flowers !!
or maybe your container is placed just in the ground floor of your own home and you can feel the presence of you family above the roof of your container!!?
so here the container is what knowledge knows about ! and out side of that container is what imaginations can see what you want to see !
i think i'd cleared the whole statement over here but in the end adding another point about religion.the basic concept of religions is based upon Imaginations in which you believe ! how strong you believe is how much you gain
will be back with some more unique thoughts hope you liked it!
Thanks
-xyed naumi-