The promise


It was late night, and I was wondering what to do with the paper scrap accumulated at my place. I took the scrap out and saw the pages and books, writing pads, binder and an old notebook. I took it out and kept it aside. A was curious to check it. I winded up everything quick. The notebook was pretty old but the cover still had a shine. I was surprised to see it. It looked very recent but smell old. I tell you the smell of pages is so exquisite for me. It’s a different series of book, said my mind. Being a stationary lover, I follow certain series of notebook for a time to stamp when I used it and then replace it with new series. But this one was tough. I tried to recall a lot, but gave up.

I wondered through my mind when I first took that book, felt like someone has mentions Her name to me. I remembered when I say goodbye, perhaps last one to her, how hard it was to say first hello to Her. Destiny plays sometimes and gives us a hope that our dream may come true. I was annoyed by these thoughts and speedily opened the book.

It was blank. I again check and found some writing at few Random pages. I opened the second page (I usually put first page empty in my notebook) it was titled #Swear ! I immediately recognised by whom it has been written. I closed it slowly. My heart skipped a beat or two. She once again flashed in my present. I recall the exact line, we shared to each other…..

” I swear to be with you for the rest of my life”. I went to the next page to find another writing. “I swear I’ll be true to my feelings for you”. I gasped and flutter more pages, “I swear I’ll share my smile and tears with you even when Life is hard, and there’s nothing left”.

A few more, ” I swear i’ll erase everything and i’ll forget about you, if you ever leave me”

There was a note beneath in small,”Too bad Masoom” in red color. In blue the reply was “this might be the hardest thing I will ever have to”

Emotions started building. “I swear I will be eye-talking to you in every phase”

This made a rise and after few more turns before the end of book, in the opposite side it was written,

“Hey Masoom, I swear my life is more than blank without you”

Tear slipped from eye, as pupils couldn’t hold on the emotions of a person who made me understand the meaning of friendship and compassion. The atmosphere changed inside out. I couldn’t find anything else but the flash of sudden events, I would never have to be with. I put the book and tried to sleep but failed. A blank notebook which has few of the strongest words; had melted my heart and existance.

Why did this happened ? Because of The person ? The feelings ? The emotions ? The bond ? or a Nature’s signal of something special.

I was speechless and thoughtless for the rest of my night; Remembering her name and lyrics,

“But I have not the words here to explain Gone is the grace for expressions of passion But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain To tell you how I feel But I am speechless, speechless That’s how you make me feel ~ MJ “

Note: In this digital age, people might have forgotten the notebook, but I still adore them. I write and preserve them.


He is a science graduate currently working on the planetary atmospheres in Space sciences. He is a Python and Perl Programmer. He blogs about the anecdotes on feelings, life and social experiences. He can be contacted on Twitter @masoomjethwa.

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My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes

If you are a woman

Have you ever wanted something that is considered ‘manly’? Like a basketball, a cell phone, a dog, a camera or a new laptop? A new car or motor bike? Ever wanted to be a pilot? A doctor or not a nurse? And the manliest want of them all – The remote!  As a kid did you enjoy playing with a bat and a ball? There was a time when books were considered ‘manly’, women authors had to pretend to be men – would you say books are still rather manly – women should want to embroider and crochet?

If you are a man

Have you ever wanted something that only women are supposed to want – like bags, shoes, clothes, creams, perfumes, babies, flowers? A peaceful home and a happy family? Have you ever been afraid of the dark or of insects? As a kid did you ever want to play ‘teacher-teacher’, cooking or did you like playing with a doll? Have you ever enjoyed cooking? Bought something in pink? Loved chocolates?

Are magazines and books, TV News and blogs for men or for women? Religion and God? Pets? Politics? Air planes and cars? Technology? – Who should want them, men or women?

List below atleast 10 things you have ever wanted or done which your gender is not supposed to.

1. As a kid (and still sometimes today), I was called a ‘tom boy’ because I loved sports, mingling with boys and wearing jeans. I disliked frocks and skirts (I still do).

2. I hated playing with dolls; I never had those Barbie’s.

3. I love cars. I think all women should learn how to drive so that they can be independent.

4. My greatest wish was to get a tattoo and I have 4 of them.

5. I’ve lived alone in a different city with no one to call my own.

6. Cooking is not my forte. I can’t make round shaped roti’s.

7. I don’t know how to wear a sari. I think of it as the most inconvenient attire ever. Also, I do not fancy nor have I felt the urge to.

8. I cannot stand men who have pink lips or wear fancy colored trousers – reds/greens/orange. Men without mustache & beard are so feminine. I wonder how girls are crazy about ‘clean shaven’ men.

9. I can be one of the guys when I want to. Overt jokes don’t bother me and with the right people, I enjoy them.

10. I do not do ‘damsel in distress’. I pride myself on being able to take care of myself. I can carry my own bags and open my own doors.

11. Love gadgets which are the men’s toys.

12. Are books considered non-girly? I love books, and don’t care what sex they belong to but they are mine.

“This post is for Day 2 of UBC and Daily Chatter

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