MY MATREM (mother)

                            My life in Saudi Arabia was also a dignified one, making me realize my moralities. Often I used to spent time with my friends and I always got winding and winding of many things from them and tried to gear them up in my life, no matter to what extent. Honestly speaking I have never been through situations in an objective manner  excepting few.I must really thank my mom for making me what I am.She always made me subjective enough to get used to the novelties of my lifeMy love for her is priceless.She is one of my inspirations and a source for motivation.The Prophet of Islam Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him)said" الجنة تحت اقدام الأمهات"  meaning the heaven is under the feet of mother and believe you me that to me my mom worths more than my life.

                   I still remember during my schooling I was asked to prepare a project on village for science exhibition.As soon as I  told my mom about it she got it prepared for me in no time.I believe that if my mom isn’t there to support me,I can never succeed in my life.It is only my mom who taught me religion and moralities.She has been pretty gracious to me and agnizes me that she is with me every time, even if I am  pained.My mom always wanted me to be a good ,an honest and obedient in my approach.She always took care of my studies and cultural activities (if I had any )uptill my 3^rd grade or honestly speaking my mom didn’t emancipate me till my 3^rd grade(wasn’t that funny?).I got shifted to India in 2002  to continue my studies.I still remember when we reached India, we had no proper arrangements done for our food,my schooling, tables,chairs,books and many more things.But she took the responsibility herself and made sure that I have no disquiet whatsoever.For the first time in my life I secured 1^st position in my class in fifth grade. I was very happy and so was my mom.My mom always likes to be on the top of everyone and this thing of her made me pretty enthusiastic and today by the grace of ALMIGHTY I am liked by people.I just forgot to mention one thing that my mom is the best cook.I love her and God bless her.         

      

WHERE IS THE LOVELY DAY?

          The sun shining bright;
          Moon glittering in the night;
          People all without fights;
          Then why isn't this a lovely  day?

          This day is not a fable;
          To make all of us disabled;
          Neither is it a fatal;
          Then why isn't this a lovely day?

          High in the skies;
          The jets on their flights;
          What an amazing vie!
          Then why isn't this a lovely day?


                                                      

WHO AM I............?

The Skies Navyblue And Trees Evergreen,

Hello Meet Me I Am RoishUddin.

 

I take this privilege to introduce myself through what has come to be known as an  authentic way of expressing ourselves.Most humbly I beg to state that whatever I blog in here is simply a view of what my life is and has been all about. To   grasp   such  an opportunity is an achievement for me and if my ALMIGHTY  wills then  I am surely  gonna make the best employment of it or in the way I am expected to.

                                          

                         Well...... to begin with would be my childhood for certain.I was born in a city by name Jeddah located in Kingdom of Saudi Arabia,one of most beautiful places in the middle east.Right from my childhood i was pretty energetic and consentaneous in my approach.I was a pretty notorious kid but also an obedient pupil to my masters,an obedient child to my parents and a good pal as well.I am the only son of my dear parents,so  I have no brother for which i used to lament.But my father motivated me saying that "do not grieve my son because I am your brother".By the grace of ALMIGHTY through out my life my father has been very sympathetic and kindhearted to me and made me realize that he is always awailable to pick me up if i stumble and to disgorge my depression

  Well the city in picture is Jeddah.This city has played an important role in moulding my life.I have always enjoyed each and every moment spent here.One of the fascinating and alarming feature of this city is its crispy and delicious quizine by name Al-Baik.This is a non-veg food item and is loved by all the saudians and ofcourse people who live there.I still remember one day I along with my parents and sister had a lovely day at Al-Baik and we did enjoy it to the extent possible.
    I have done my schooling in Jeddah till third grade and the education imparted there  was a good one.As I said that I was an energetic child,I participated in various competitions conducted by my school, not executed fair enough though.I always like to participate in sports and cultural activities and even now I prefer sports to studies.My first ever participation was in my first grade in a relay race and my team ended up bagging 3rd position.It was an awesome moment for me where in I was praised by many for my talent and my family was proud of me as well.My fate couldn't fetch me any prize in my 2nd and 3rd grade even after having participated and so was a little dejectfull.Not only sports but I also particpated in various cultural activities bringing to my name not less than 35 to 40 certificates and yeah! man ewas cool.Regarding my studies I was never a merit producer up till my 2nd grade but did become serious in 3rd grade.I always liked to hurry up things for myself which was not liked by my parents so they always kept on telling me to have patience and which did help me alot in my life.I remember one day in my school we had a sports hour where in we were asked to play soccer.The hour was off and we had to get back to our classroom in a desciplined manner.Unfortunately out of amusement I along with two to three other buddies just walked away from there and planned out another way to get into the classroom.To our fortune we were noticed by our master.Wherever we ran hiding or bending he could watch us,he could see us (with a smiling face)and so could we with fear.Finally we were freezed by him and ofcourse punished.We often used to play in our classroom during lunch hours. One day we did the same and were pressing each other against the wall with whatever power and will we had.To our fortune we were again watched by our master (this time a different one) who asked us to report him in a classroom that consisted of our seniors.We were apprehensive and could not interpret anything.He called me and I went to him.Before I proceed I wanna mention one point with due respect that at that time I didn't possessed a good knowledge over spoken english.My master asked me few questions for which I randomly answered yes and no without knowing what was what.This made my master turn furious over me and he honoured me with lefts and rights.Haa.......! man pretty embaracing ofcourse.