The Death tolls…

An epilogue to encumberance…..

The marvel mamma … Soup for the independant woman’s soul…

Idle  mind is the devil’s workshop… So is this BEAST’s mind which is obviously dormant.

The devil put the decor of  dispiritedness into mine… I blamed that the bitterness of me being an average unemployed engineer on various reasons which hardly made sense…

But i recently got to read about a Pakistani young widow, in her late twenties, Anila Shaheen which made me reprimand myself for being so fussy about my cozy life. She lost her husband to a terminal kidney disease last yr. She is a mother of 2 yr old Gulshan. Shaheen’s husband worked for a modest appliance repairing store in Abu Dhabi when he was hale.

She hailed from Pakistan as a shy bride with practically no knowledge about repairing electronic appliances(and definitely not an engineer).  She learnt the rudiments of repairing, from her husband, with no idea that this is going to be the remnants of his…. Time has proved again in Shaheen’s life, ‘Give Shaheen a Tv she enjoys her day, give her the knowledge of repairing a TV, she enjoys her life’.

                                           When my misled countrymen went man hunting,

                                            My man stayed by my side,

                                            Mending machines men owned…

                                            Oh lord couldn’t you take only the sinners,

                                            And not make me yet another young mourner,

                                           Adorning the stigma of widowhood.

It must have been with heavy heart that she realised that it was time to get into her husbands shoes. Not just the shoes, but into his shop inheriting all that helps her win her bread to this day….

She works all day in the workshop fixing antenna receivers , televisions , radio transistors and every other electronic odds and ends… But she realized that she was not able to cope up with all the work which involved not just the repairing but also getting rebukes from her customers, and hired one other technician to do the more complex jobs…

She, having broken her cultural stereotype has ended up surprising  the residents of a yet another male dominated country. And now caters to many people of  her locality who are satisfied with her work. 

She says it is now her daughter that keeps her going with a look of belongingness at the little angel whose presence lights up her otherwise remorseful lonely days.

A tribute to all these women who don’t jump into the funeral pyres of her husband but choose to brave the wicked male-chauvinistic world, for the offsprings of their love-their children.

 While i’m here trying to chuck unemployment out of my life for the mere reason of killing boredom, here are these great women who work to save their souls..

To everyone who read this blog, please dont shun women like these under the title of widows…. because they are strong souls who work hard in the memories of their men….

You know why I’m a BEAST?

It so happens that I’ve made an acronym out of that ghastly word….

Well… I’m a BEAST!!!! because I’m a Bitter Engineer Articulating Social Taboos…..

That is precisely what I’m planning to do with this blog of mine…

I’ve had many blogs before , which I thought I must fill with thought-provoking contents… but none got beyond three posts from its author…

But here is the author again with her new blog… prepared to kindle philanthropic thoughts which she believes can make her fellow Homo sapiens to laugh over…

Well they are big words and looks hardly like a sensible statement…

But let me see what I get to accomplish as an author of this BEAST ly blog….

Oh hey… I dint tell why I’m BEAST though u know what kind of BEAST i’m .

This isn’t exactly a fairy tale …. but I’m into the romantic literatures a bit and would like to sound like Grimm or Aesop reincarnated…. 

So here is the abridged fairy tale….

Once upon a time there was this girl who was tossed  onto the earth’s crust  to add to the already swarming population. No one is sure till date if she’s a beauty .. but she definitely turned to be yet another BEAST…  She was  born by the mediocre sea-coast… She was brought up in a desert brimming with technology that is available only in exchange for bills , fresh from the mint… and retreated into a perennial jungle to become a stereotype of her race by bitterly hassling up an engineering degree , and that too in Computer science…. You know what happened after that…. She ended up writing this blog, to kill time…. 

I’m not sure if this tale has a “happily ever after” part,  but this BEAST is yearning to weave thoughts never thought-of, out of the mundane life every other individual leads in a society…..  

And so I thank all of you who have decided to humour me by reading my optimistically pessimistic articulations filled with obscure thoughts….

HAPPY READING!!!!!!