FRIENDLY FOES: A World of Sentiments

Strangest explosion rocks the Karachi international airport just as a massive deployment of US marines arrived the busy airport. Stories of victims and their relatives, responders and their purpose, perpetrators and their reasons, unfolds a tale of current resolutions based on old conceptions.

The narrative tells of the most diverse colorful global characters surrounded with a good mix of friends and foes.

David Holden is the English Doctor who loves humanity more than his origins and Abdul Kazaar Ali is his opportunistic aged patient who lives out his perception of Muslim norms like he desires. Aaamu and her mother Rael, live by their wits as their circumstances allow. Fatima is smart enough to outwit her sexuality but too human to resist normalcy.

Ruth is the Israeli genius whose Jewish father gave her a lot more than just his name and Lee is her Chinese boyfriend, trying out fantasies alongside opinions. Then there is Sean Samuel, the Irish-American reporter with a huge reputation he constantly seeks to live up to, like his country.

CHILDREN LOVE A ‘WHY STORY’ THE MOST

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It is a fact that children love to hear a ‘WHY STORY’ most of all. I learned this by complete chance and this revelation had set me on my greatest literary adventure yet.

A ‘WHY STORY’ is a very believable fictional story about why animals exhibit certain biological and behavioral characteristics. For ages adults told these sort of stories to their children and used them to thrill, entertain and educate them.

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YOU & YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE HOOKED.

When my grandson was a couple of months away from his fourth birthday, he thought sleeping was some sort of punishment. He dreaded going to bed and we could only put him to bed after he nods off to sleep in a chair or on the floor, while playing with his toys. When he rarely gets into bed awake, only imaginary reptiles and small animals lurking on the floor, would keep him in bed until he sleeps off. He was terrified of small animals but regards squashing tiny insects his birthright.
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The boy loves stories and adores hearing them, like most children do. He also likes telling stories himself, in his childish nonsensical style. The first time I told him a ‘WHY STORY’, he loved it so much that he told everybody else. Going to bed became much easier, with a promise to tell him a ‘WHY STORY’. He always has questions and these gave birth to another and yet another ‘WHY STORY’. He got into bed with little prompting and sleep time became a lot easier for all of us.

A ‘WHY STORY’ thrills and entertains children, it also educates them on the simplest things and builds their imagination. Read the words creatively, at the level of the child. Add a bit of something here or there, to make it more fun as the words paint pictures in the child’s mind. Few children stay awake after a ‘WHY STORY’ ends and they always want to hear it again and others like it, over again.

This Valentine and always afterwards, read your child a ‘WHY STORY’.

HERE ARE TWO GREAT STORIES TO START WITH-

WHY LIZARDS CRAWL:
Lizards were lazy creatures and got their name for their laziness. They walk slowly on two legs and were not as fast as dogs, who had always walked on their four legs. The Lizards have sharp crafty tongues and can talk themselves out of any trouble, but are not quite smart. That was long before they had to scurry about in secret places, crawling in sneaky fashion, hiding away from everybody else.

WHY CHICKENS WALK:
There is a simple tale behind why chickens do not fly like most other birds do and it is the story of a young boy who wanted to have more fun than it is safe to have. Chickens were wise brave birds and once had long thick feathers in their wings, when they flew as high as eagles. Chickens were the oldest flying birds in the world back then because it took them long to grow thick feathers in their wings.

The bold prints and simple words in these books makes it easy for children to read themselves, in due course. The captivating tale encourages children to improve their reading skills.

Adults and children alike, enjoy reading, telling and hearing a ‘WHY STORY’.

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LOVE’S LOVE

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This isn’t the story of our wives;
With each and all we share life,
Parting and bridging as we leave.
Each and all of us is this thief.

We lead with all emotions canal,
Lustily wanting all just temporal.
For we only tell from the external;
Wishing, hoping it is so internal.

Rolled in next is the nature,
The feelings growing to mature.
We regard or discard a culture
To marry dreams, make a future.

The investments yield their sanity,
Our character tests its immunity.
The lucky are in blissful humility,
Off springing, living, fostering humanity.

Measurement elude even more less,
For all other lust is meaningless.
Finally, love rules all the featureless,
Together we die till eternity endless.

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LIL’ SIM

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Have you had some difficulty in explaining a complex term to a child before? A simple thing like sex, birth, love or death could prove more complex than it normally is when you try to explain it to children.

Stories in any simple form get you there. 

It has worked for ages, ancient folks had tapped at the unlimited resources of story telling when it comes to educating the young. 

Singing the tales in cute rhymes makes them easy to remember and children always love to sing. Sneak in a lesson or two, you are done and dusted. It stays with them all their lives and gets passed on for all time, if it is good. 

For centuries kids have ‘Row, rowed their boats,’ beneath ‘Twinkle twinkle little stars’ and ‘life is but a dream’ for these ‘Diamonds in the sky.’

You hope and pray that you can keep them safe.

In their warm beds and for every story end,
You hope for the best for each of them. 

You hope they hear you and the messages, use them and just be normal.

Sim played ‘a lil’ house’
On the Muddy’s bank.
Then came a lil’ mouse
And Sim’s skin shrank.

Sim slipped and fell,
Splash into the Muddy.
Soon lil’ Sim could tell
To swim is so hardy.

Lil’ Sim so drank
The bad muddy water.
As her tiny head sank
No one saw Sim later.

Where lil’ Sim will be
Clothes are not clean,
Eyes dark as night be,
They eat no lil’ bean.

O lil’ Sim’s friends
Don’t you wish her here?
Warm beds and story ends,
Like all here who hear.

THE WAR THAT WON A BATTLE

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The rocky coast of Macbeth’s fate
Must be taken up to be like the bait
That clips the pet Eagle’s keen claws
Or ties up a feeding Croc’s weak jaws.

The lesson in any story is found
And in any form it will astound
The minute detail of our simple act
Or corrects excesses in our daily act.

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The Whole Story

She talks about the single story being the stereotyped impression which is an offshoot of a one tracked creation. The impressionable nature of the mind is easily steered from the beginning and it there that the alterations should recommence. Not, of course in those long gone old starts, but in the new ones that are emerging all around us now and again. The beginning is always relative because those whose misfortune it is to discuss the beginning much later were never privileged to be present at its onset or privy to the nitty-gritty of its fundamentals and humble beginnings. That may be the reason why they discuss it and not disclose it.
To so many, the mystery does not seem to matter to the evolution of things, as it is subsequently revealed in their immediate present or indeed their theory of it. It is almost always shrouded in logic’s incomprehensible knowledge of basic facts and the reasons for them.
Some chanced existence and influence of luck or that of a supreme deity, does not elude simple imagination like it does appear to confuse the common sense of it.

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“A person who won’t read has no advantage over one who can’t read.” -Mark Twain

When I was young, I thought that everyone had to start their lives in the Bay Area. I couldn’t imagine what people did in other parts of the country if they weren’t taking day trips to Jack London State Park, spending summer nights watching the boys in black and orange light up the Bay, and driving through wine country to eat lunch at Mankas Corner. These were things that I took for granted and was shocked when people didn’t know that summers in San Francisco are more like winters. I was even more surprised when they assumed that I surfed every day and knew celebrities because I’m from California.

When I moved to South Carolina, I thought that I had a pretty good grasp on what life was like there; I thought that I knew…

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