Sunshine...My World .!

Every year is a flood of memories ..which are so precious for each one of us ..since we spent our lives in that year ..it leaves behind the memories sweet and bitter ..the times easier and difficult .. the feelings of joy and despair. All and all its always a precious year, each day of which, makes us all the more wiser and changes our thoughts. Its a reflection, when we can say we are different in our lives for this year, which changed us and our way of thinking and somehow enriched us. As we are about to leap into the new year, wish this year adds more dreams and the belief and courage to make them a reality. May this be the wiser, joyful and all and all a wonderful year to come by.! Wish you a very happy new year 2007 ..!!

There is something really beautiful my dance instructor said yesterday, which was also encapsulation of what I was thinking of writing, since sometime last week. I wrote this post to keep these lovely thoughts with me and to share it with you all, who come over to my blog to read my mind. :) The thought started on the aspect, that she was stressing on enjoyment in dance and not just dancing. And parallely my thoughts on this post was coming in from an article from Osho on the control of the state of mind. I am trying to jist it down to my own words and thoughts here. I hope I get across this thought as nicely I learnt it. The way we are brought up somewhere we can feel that its very easy to be angry and its really difficult to smile and enjoy. The difficulty comes from the simple fact that a smile cant be genuine unless it comes from within and on the other hand bringing out anger can be really easy. Envision this...can you be angry for an hour ? I would think its not difficult at all

The movie seemed like a long since dream of someone come true. A dream to make a real action movie in bollywood and he was lucky enough to just get it right! An outright Hritik Roshan movie..the more i see him the more i like him as a performer. On screen he makes the others fade in the background like they never existed :) . He danced his heart out and those are the only songs worth a watch in the movie bound to leave you unblinking for those moments(the music otherwise is quite mediocre)..its almost translation of dance like a magic, when u can see the reflection of enjoyment in dance, in the eyes and the spirit catches u on. The stunts or the thrills were awesome and first of their kind in this industry (bollywood). Aishwarya looked stunning in her power yoga Don Quixote (in fact may be the first movie where I liked her style)..and the rest about this movie is history. The movie lacks the story but who cares.! after all not many movies are focussed on stories..its a fast paced ente

Today's post somehow triggered from my early morning sleep..Yeah u read it right, me napping in the morning hours, while traveling to work..Winters are setting in and so is the morning sleep which somehow automatically sprawls over. And when I was still drinking in the changing season, somehow I remembered gulzar from his lovely poetry, which somehow gels with the season so beautifully. barfili sardiyon mein kisi bhi pahaad par vaadi mein gunjti hui khaamoshiya sunein aankhon mein bheege bheege se lamhe liye hue dil dhoondhata hai phir vahi fursat ke raat din.. That's what Winters symbolisms to me ..Its a season to relish the sunshine, laziness, food, flowers. Its an awesome feeling to just lie cuddled in a blanket and fall asleep as if u have not slept for long hours. The sun is not so warm but is still such a welcome with not a care of tan and heat stroke. There are so many colors of the flowers ..infact the winters in Delhi is not so harsh, which helps the winter plants bloo

Sometimes its nostalgic thinking about past. This morning was just one of those days. Today I completed nine years of my association with my current organization. Its been really long time and as a dear friend reminded me ..infact when i logged in my machine that was the first message out on my machine and it brought me back the picture when we joined here. my friend :Nine years back we started a journey, together Many seasons passed, many dear ones became pictures on the wall - my dad, an aunt, my granpa.Summer, winter, monsoons, all went marching past We walked in long strides our own ways... Got smaller and smaller trying to fit the horizon....Nine years .... it almost seems like yesterday.... me : true ..its almost nostalgic ..how much we changed and our lives changed since those years. When we joined this place, we were more happy go lucky people no fear in the world and a passion which would think nothing is impossible and now its a little mellowed attitude ..i guess years in t

One of my best friend shared it with me this morning and i liked an interesting conversation which followed and I wanted it at my blog too, so here it is :) I AM not your friend if..... you have to think before you speak to me! I am not your friend if..... my presence ever makes you feel uncomfortable! I am not your friend if..... you have to thank me for everything i do for you! I am not your friend if..... you have to say sorry for everything that you don't do! I am not your friend if..... you have to ask me for favors! I am not your friend if..... you think i would not be curious to know your new philosophy of life! I am not your friend if..... you go by what i say and do not understand what i don't say! I am not your friend if..... you think that listening to your dreams would put me to sleep! I am not your friend if..... you think that seeing you in pain, would not bring a tear to me! I am not your friend if..... you think I do not remember the first time we met! I am not

Diwali..the festival of light,of hope,joy, love, jubiliations and happiness. Every year this time of the year there is a new excitement around us, a new passion a new perspective and a new spirit. May this spirit of the season light up your world!

There are certain times when mind goes blank ..it seeks direction for it own self. It needs to be directed towards joy.. Being a Piscean, I have always lived in my own world..its like my own space, where I put across my ideas and I believe everyone thinks the same way and should behave the way I expect. I know the real world is so different and this world of mine is almost like a book, which tells a story and later realizes it was just a story, which wasn't real and its over. Well that's how dreams are too. But somehow all the Piscean's stay in this influence may be because of influence of Neptune. I wonder does Neptune also contribute, when one dreams at night or even during the day if when one puts across a vision for something. If yes, than why don't we attribute this to all the other sun signs? I know I am crossing my own thoughts here..but i am still delving on this thin line what we call as faith. If you have faith in astrology that's when it works ..but his

When I looked at the title I thought this movies theme may be portraying the scarcity of water and the repurcurssions of it in the future world.There was a movie getting scripted on the lines, when water turns more expensive to Gold and other Jewellery and people may end up killing for water. May be that one is still in scripting stages meanwhile, this water is all about defining the need of submerging the fake rituals in the flowing water. The movie is so much spell bounding from the very first shot to the last, that it leaves one hooked throughout. Its based on a lives of widows living at Haridwar or Varanasi ghats, and the portayal of the movie seems so close to reality. Its invokes a kind of sadness that the world around us is still not as thoughtful, as it should have been. That inspite of proclaimed moderness of today's world there still stays a part of India, who yet believes in the rotten traditions, taking them as a "scriptured version" of our old vedas/upanishad

Its been really long since I posted, sometimes when I don't write for a long time the craving becomes a little more stronger. I had been busy for a new assignment which came in and that gave me a big excuse to stay back for a while till I got the grasp of how am I going to plan it out ! Meanwhile I didn't drop on my other activities though. I finished a book which I was dying to write a review for. This one is Deception point by Dan Brown, an amazing page turner it was. This one starts off with a political rivalry for the most solicited position of the strongest nation of the world, when both the peers are fighting hard on the issue of NASA funding. And as the story unfolds it goes in depth to what NASA can really do and how it uses the enormous funds it gets. It takes the understanding to a new depth and if all Dan's books are compared they are so well researched that it may seem like he is an encyclopedia himself ! It takes the understanding of Extra terrestrial life, Und

If you have been following the news channels, you may know already what this is all about. Its on the supernatural phenomenon as the media would name it. It started from the sea water in bombay turning sweet for a while. Science claimed it to the excessive rains whilst faith claimed it as miraculous powers. Cant say which one weighed more fact or fiction ? And few days back yet again the thread started flowing further, God's idols started drinking milk again. Science called this capillary action..my question to that arguement is capillary action is not a one day phenomenon?? The lighter side of this incident lets me recall from the past, when something similar had happened in the past a few years back, people used coke and pepsi and God loved that too :). Than there was a face impression of Sai Baba (Indian God) seen on the outside wall of a building in Gujrat on its own. This was followed by Lord Ganesh's picture engraved on its own on someones home one fine morning, again as

It may be perfect to say Alvida to the much hyped Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna. This movie bought a question mark to what a waste of such great talents of the industry. The movie is different ..yes the movie fails to evoke any emotions to bind you with it. The screenplay is immensely weak, the situations are so weakly portrayed that it leaves you asking if any of the actors questioned themselves why did they do it! Rani who was outstanding and amazing in Black, portrays a role of a dumb wife who wasnt even sure if she wanted to get married..huh ! She was an obsessive cleaner, but an idiot. Why else would someone fall for a stranger for unknown or illogical reasons. A stranger who is sarcastic, full of negativity and what she has on stake a loving husband ..it defies all logic and feeling. No reasons why should SRK and Rani relationship should start at first place..lest they were people who may leave each other too for any other person who may walk in their respective lives for any other couns

Pythagoras says: Choose for thy friend, the friend of virtue; yield to his gentle counsels, profit by his life, and for a trifling grievance never leave him. You cannot choose your father, your mother, your family - but you can choose your friend. You can choose your woman, you can choose your man - that too is an extension of friendship. Choose one who has some grace, some flowering, some quality around him, who has an energy field of virtue. By virtue is meant one in whose company you suddenly start feeling a tremendous well-being; in whose company, in whose vibe, something starts dancing in you; whose presence helps you to soar high.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy and enough money to buy me gifts!

You are not happy because you are well. You are well because you are happy. You are not depressed because trouble has come to you, but trouble has come to you because you are depressed. You can change your thoughts and feelings, and then the outer things will come to correspond, and indeed there is no other way of working. -- Emmet Fox Afterthought A Japanese warrior was captured by his enemies and thrown into prison. That night he was unable to sleep because he feared that the next day he would be interrogated, tortured, and executed. Then the words of his Zen master came to him, "Tomorrow is not real. It is an illusion. The only reality is now." Heeding these words, the warrior became peaceful and fell asleep.

One of my favourite cousin once mentioned during our conversation that "The intensity of problems in life keeps increasing with age". This thought from her has stayed with me for a long time, I agreed to it that time as well with her. Infact I correlated it with the fact of computer games we play, each level is tougher to crack to the next one. We solve a problem and convince ourselves that we are capable and the next trouble would be a piece of cake. I kept pondering on that, for it was too true. The problems are all the tougher to crack for your spirit keeps getting strengthening with the past troubles you cracked so anything simpler would be child's play to handle. Yet still do we want really more tougher problems? Honestly I dont, I wish and hope that life becomes easier from there on. And I can bet quite a few people would believe the same spirit. We do fall week when we see the next tough round ahead, however like today while I dont know why when I was comprehending

If you havent got a chance to catch on Kkrish , watch it now ..its not only a fun watch for kids but an awesome work done by Hritik Roshan. The whole movie belongs to him, each frame of it. He truly has performed the best ever and actually comes out as an Indian superman. The best stunts from Matrix and other Hollywood flicks and even well executed performance leaves the audience gaping. It could not have been any better than what he did and the whole movie is a adventure ride (ofcourse there are a pit falls as well with old Rekha and dumb Priyanka) ! Another good thing to read - I finished on "Truth, love and a little malice". This was a lent by a friend, who insisted it as a good read and it proved well upto the mark. Its lucid and honest autobiography of Khushwant Singh, where he has touched the lives of the great leaders he was in touch with in complete honesty. And the more interesting is the flow of urdu shayari, which he learnt in his school days (as he writes it), spr

Isnt it a strange thought...so many species have venered on this earth and disappeared without a trace, yet human beings have no signs of extinction. They have adapted to climatic conditons and the species has populated this planet in huge numbers. But yet this most complicated species is not perfect. No one can still clearly define how all the parts co-ordinate with each other, how do so many diseases surface and how this brain reacts ? It is said that God made man as the finest of his creations - thinking and refining the shortcomings of previous species. Does that mean that He lost his creativity and could not create anything better than mankind? Is not that a little too difficult to understand phenomenon ? We still are a hapless specie who yet doesnt know how and how do and which thoughts do enter our heads, how do creative or destructive ideas filter in the mind. How may breaths will we take in our life span and is it the only crux of life ? We have tried to be logical and scienti

It was still dark outside, and my breath floated like a frosty cloud in the cold air. I was feeling sorry for myself again. There was a reason they called it a rat race. Day in and day out, the same old thing. Up and out of the house before daylight. An hour and a half commute to the office. Eight to nine hours at work, and then the same commute home, still dark outside. The short winter days made me wonder: Did the sun ever come out during the day? I wasn't sure anymore - if it did, I certainly missed it. I made my way to the train station on that bleak Monday morning. My week stretched out before me like a deep black hole. The week might be new, but I was feeling old and worn-out. The brief weekend respite hadn't provided much relief, what with the laundry that had piled up, not to mention the supermarket and the dry cleaners and the myriad other errands that ate into what was supposed to be our family time together. We barely had a chance to play a quick game of Scrabble bef

Fanaa ..isnt it a beautiful title for this tale ..I loved the movie (though the script could have been a lot better but dont all the movies may it be hollywood flick come with some flaws). Aamir was absolutely fantastic in the role he was portraying infact the feel of the role was immense the inner conflict of a person who is showcasing to the world a camouflaged image. He played it well to the mark ! Kajol had nothing much to do in the movie but to look good, which she did..the script didnt have too much of potential for her to show while she played the blind.It was nowhere near what Rani did to a blind character in Black..and later too except the killing part she was just her usual self. The kid was adorable very natural and very lovable. I was talking to nama who said she wished Rehan shouldnt be killed in the end, and to this I quoted what aamir said in an interview ...the character was ruthless he took lives without thinking twice and in the end this was the best fate could have d

Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite his luxurious lifestyle, was neither happy nor content. One day, the King came upon a servant who was singing happily while he worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the Land, unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant had so much joy. The King asked the servant, " Why are you so happy?" The man replied, " Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don't need too much - just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies ." The king was not satisfied with that reply. Later in the day, he sought the advice of his most trusted advisor. After hearing the King's woes and the servant's story, the advisor said, " Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of The 99 Club." " The 99 Club? And what exactly is that?" the King inquired. The advisor replied, " Your Majesty, to truly know what The 99 Club is, place 99

Before the look of the building was plain and ugly ..thats when the creative artist Eric was assigned the job of painting the wall to bring life to it ...and the results are hard to believe ..chk out !

I was wondering while walking down the lane to my home, how many faces do I see who are smiling ..infact I thought would count it out for once. But alas the number was too close to negligible. The only smiles people share are the acknowlegement smile and they are not soulful. One such smile I remember is of a sardarjI uncle I used to meet for my morning stroll in the park, close to my place, where I used to go for morning jog. We would meet and smile and wish good morning and he would say" God bless you my child"and I would ask if he was doing okay. And I think we would look forward to this small interchange everyday. He said his blessings from soul for they were so toughing and he had such a pleasant face. And if I would go after a gap he would ask me "Coming after a long time ?" The reason I remembered it is I felt sorrow for the people who actually needed laugh clubs to laugh the happiness which one soulful smile can pass is so much missing these days. Neways ano

I was contemplating on this thought for a while now..of intending to put a topic based site, where i can learn and keep adding my learnings there for enhancing the site (kind a niche topic site). I was fighting on various topics in my mind..mmm...technology (what i think can be future and what the world thinks of future) , or on short stories,or on financial analysis or finally on photography. And more so it was a friend Abhi who trigered it again yesterday, while I was chatting with him. When i finally couldnt decide on one topic, I thought of creating this site which is interrelated and tries to weave it all in one thread in a meaningful way..actually they all cant be collected in a bunch ..broadly the weave will target technology and how each of these are impacted by technology in their own ways. The current blog stays as my personal space filling up my ideas on what all I like to read and write. So here is my new blog url http://techrunningfuture.blogspot.com/ Its still nascent but

There was a lot in my head yesterday ..lot I wanted to put down and all diverse thoughts. I was contemplating on the fact what I like to do most and I could think of nothing better than dancing...I simply love it and than I was wondering do we tend to like only those things what we are good at or what are taught nicely or where one gets a lot of appreciation. May be yes ..even if I sketch and no one passes me a pat I may not be able to claim or say I like it as profundly as I say about any other hobby. I may just pronounce that as a hobby. Likewise reading ..I love reading and more so sharing them in short forms (I hear sometimes comments that I tell stories in a nicer way specially when i am relaxed and in a mood to talk). BTW I just finished on two books. First one being "One night at a call centre" which is so well narrated book in the begining that characters come to life and when its to be climaxed the book lost its touch completly. I wondered whatever happened to the au

May you be blessed with all things good. May your joys, like the stars at night,be too numerous to count. May your victories be more abundant than all the grains of sands on all the beaches on all the oceans in all the world. May lack and struggle be always absent from your life and may beauty order and abundance be your constant companions. May every pathway you choose lead to that which is pure and good and lovely. May every doubt and fear be replaced by a deep abiding trust as you behold evidence of a Higher Power all around you. And when there is only darkness and the storms of life are closing in May the light at the core of your being illuminate the world. May you always be aware you are loved beyond measure and may you be willing to love unconditionally in return. May you always feel protected and cradled in the arms of God,like the cherished child you are. And when you are tempted to judge may you be reminded that we are all ONE and that every thought you think reverberates acr

I am wondering what today ? Its been a funny day ..not exactly funny ..its incomprehendable. It goes down and comes up ..sometimes lets u alone and then u have handful who are there with u. We run in our lives one thing after the other ..if we dont run so much, we think we are left alone by this world with nothing to do. I call creativity the best phase of life..whenever I am doing something creative i care a damn about the world ..no care even if the bomb blasts in any part of the world and half the world collapsed. Thats the best phase about life ..and may be creativity only is life..as french phrase says is c'est la vie....

Yesterday I was browsing TV for stories on Solar Eclipse which happened on 29th and they started talking about the vastness of universe and the origin on life on planet.Woops it takes you spinning round ..considering the facts they sited ..the whole universe is full of carbon and it was just the correct balance of environmental factors that life starts taking shape and we all living beings are made up of carbon element in us (carbon dating remember). Far far away there may be a place which may have similar or even better conditions and there may be life on there too. Would they be using language to talk too ? Would they have planes to fly and satellites to capture all what we want to ? Would they be happy and sad just like we run into ? Its such a boundless thought ..and here we are attimes sulking for a small thing bothering us .."small"...yes its small for this world is too big to this small moment. Or for that matter a moment when we feel ecstatic and this moment what rele

"The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins." - Bob Moawad [Author, Speaker and Coach]

Time to wish .............. The first wish came ..Which made me feel so special ! A woman of real beauty smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress and grows brave thru prayer. Send this to a beautiful woman. I just did... I got another sweet wish via the link http://www.touchninspire.com/woman Here is wishing to God's most beautiful creature a very happy women's day !

Attimes when i think that what if there was a device which when connected to head could write all the thoughts down.I always dreamt of such thing eversince i was a child :)..but inventions do take time and i dont see this device too far away in future now. There is so much happening around us, which we see listen and move on. Its like they say public memory is short ..they react a little and than forget all about it,as if it never happened. There are so many learnings to assimilate to make one wiser. The happenings are good and bad and they both leave an impact. Some cheer u up and some sadden but nevertheless become a part of memories to relish.And when i think abt them its a much needed desire to pen them down ..attimes i am not even near to my comp or a simple paper and pen so i assimilate them and slowly i see them washed away. I hate them getting drained like that ..for they were my learning base ! Even when i get time at work, I dont have time at all ..since there is so much to c

You can make a big list and you will be surprised how many fears are there, and still you are alive! There are infections all around, diseases, dangers, kidnapping, terrorists...and such a small life. And finally there is death, which you cannot avoid — your whole life will become dark. Drop the fear. Fear was taken up by you in your childhood, unconsciously. Now consciously drop it and be mature. Then the life can be a light which goes on deepening as you go on growing.   OSHO

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet.He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped the money into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote somewords. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words. Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?" The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way." What he had written was: "Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it." Do you think the first sign and the second sign we re saying the samething? Of course both signs told people the boy was

Reading these wishes are such highs..love them all for being such wonderful people I am blessed with ! ---> Micks dearest....a boquet of flowers for our best flower!!!!...Many happy returns of the day....loads of love from all of us in Bombay. ---> hey Ms. Gorgeous! a belated happy b'day to you.. hope you had a great great time. wish that you be an year wiser, and look just as great :) adi ---> Happy b'day to u...Happy b'day to u. May there be thousand reasons for you to smile alwayz, may there be zillions of flowers joining u and may stars light up ur way ! - ankit ---> A smile on ur face increases a moment of my life but a drop from ur eyes takes away a day of my life. So keep smiling and wish u a happy b'day - bunny ---> Look at sun and u c the time...look in heart and u see love...look in the eyes and u see life..look at this message and u will c who is thinking of u. Its me ..happy birthday ! - aman ---> say is there a law against those who look

Gone are the days When the school reopened in June, And we settled in our new desks and benches. Gone are the days When we queued up in book depot, And got our new books and notes. Gone are the days When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers. Gone are the days When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat. Gone are the days When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds. Gone are the days When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons. Gone are the days Of fights but no conspiracies, Of Competitions but seldom jealousy. Gone are the days When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast, In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks. Gone are the days When few rus

Easy is to get a place is someone's address book. Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart. Easy is to judge the mistakes of others Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes Easy is to talk without thinking Difficult is to refrain the tongue Easy is to hurt someone who loves us. Difficult is to heal the wound... Easy is to forgive others Difficult is to ask for forgiveness Easy is to set rules. Difficult is to follow them... Easy is to dream every night. Difficult is to fight for a dream... Easy is to show victory. Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity... Easy is to admire a full moon. Difficult to see the other side... Easy is to stumble with a stone. Difficult is to get up... Easy is to enjoy life every day. Difficult to give its real value... Easy is to promise something to someone. Difficult is to fulfill that promise... Easy is to say we love. Difficult is to show it every day... Easy is to criticize others. Difficult is to improve oneself... Easy is to make mi

"Always there remain portions of our heart into which no one is able to enter, invite them as we may." -------- AfterThought: i believe that each person is like a long "gulley".. a small lane, in which as soon as you enter you have the "bazaar", our personality - what we project to the world. this market place is what we show to the world to attract onlookers. going a deeper into the gulley are plain homes, where our thoughts and feelings dwell. they are not as flashy as the bazaar so only a select few enter till here. ..and then going deeper inside.. beyond the shadows and clouds, seated on a throne inside a cave is each one of us - waiting that someone will come this far and discover the real us. sometimes its we who close the entrance of the cave, or put obstacles in between.. but mostly its because no one really enters so deep in the heart of a person - you need to care so much you see.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my eyes and all is born again.~Sylvia Plath, "Mad Girl's Love Song" ***** When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran ***** WHY IS IT that when you eat too much for lunch, you feel drowsy all afternoon, but when you eat a big meal in the evening, you stay awake all night? -- Etienne Leclerc ***** "At the end of the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box." - Italian Proverb ***** Time is uncertain Time is always uncertain. It is the difficulty with the mind: mind wants certainty -- and time is always uncertain ***** I never ask God to give me anything; I only ask him to put me where things are. ~Mexican Proverb ---- Afterthought Tell me what you need and I’ll tell you how to get along without it.! ***** Invigorated morning ... fresh dew ... scent of flowers ... all new birds chirped ...the first ray

" The man who goes alone can start today; but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready." - Henry David Thoreau AfterThought: ----------------- The dervish Nasrudin entered a formal reception area and seated himself at the foremost elegant chair. The Chief of the Guard approached and said: "Sir, those places are reserved for guests of honor." "Oh, I am more than a mere guest," replied Nasrudin confidently. "Oh, so are you a diplomat?" "Far more than that!" "Really? So you are a minister, perhaps?" "No, bigger than that too." "Oho! So you must be the King himself, sir," said the Chief sarcastically. "Higher than that!" "Only Allah is higher than the King!" "I am more than that, too!" "What?! Are you higher than Allah?! Nobody is higher than Allah!" "Now you have it. I am nobody!" said Nasrudin.