Wednesday, July 2, 2014

shaadi--

getting  married  the  first  time  is  a  duty
the  second  time  stupidity
the  third  time  madness--german saying

one  must  make  sure  to get  married  , if  the  spouse  is  compatible  life  is  good
or  one  can turn philosophical   for  free

marriage  is  not  a  honeymoon but  a  test  of  life--german  saying


page 21--

the  moon  casts  its  light  in the  dark  night to  light  up  the  earth, without  sharing  its  blemishes kept  close  to  its  heart

two  things  in life  give  lots  of  pain, one not  getting  what  you like
two  getting  something  you  never  wanted

if  you  ask  for  someone  in your  prayers  , but  your prayers  are  not  answered  remember  you  are  also  with  more  passion  being  asked  for  in someone  else"s  prayers

remember  , that  your  own shadows  leave  you  in the  dark  also  in full lights
likewise  people  reject  us  when  misfortune  befalls  on us  
and  we  too  reject  others  when we  enjoy  good  fortune

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

from previous--

before  the  storm , long  distance  guests  had  left, after  the  storm the  local  staff, visitors  and  musicians  also  left, others  were  staying  in  hotels  booked  for  them, the  detective  was  left  alone  with the  wedding  gifts  from distinguished  guests, the  winds  and  the  rains  were  at  war  , the  noise  was  deafening, but  the  sound of  explosions  drowned  the  noise  of  the  storm, it  was  not  an earthquake  as  the  worried  grandfather   thought, looking very  tired, the  lights  also  went  off, the  whole  island  was  sunk  in the  gloom of  darkness , some  consolation to  the  detective  who  was  alert  for  any  attack  from anywhere 

from previous--

the  bride  was  an  orphan , it  was  in her  home  the  wedding  feast  had  been given, the  pile  of  wedding  gifts  were  kept  in the  room, the  detective  had  come  prepared  , though he  disliked  this  type  of  job  , with pistol flash light , sandwiches  and  books  he  liked  to  read, placing  them all before  him on the table, the  storm broke  out  outside , the  men were  drunk

from previous--

it  was  a  simple  wedding  , arranged  in the  church  nestled  amidst  the  hills  on the  island,  in the  guests , the  poor  detective   got  his  head  spinning , when he  met  a  russian princess, a  russian general, some  diplomats, an english  earl, a  danish  baron, american head  of  state,and  more  of  the  same  kind

from previous--

he  had  reached  at  ten morning  , from san francisco in a  motor  boat  ride  for  two  hours  , he  was  to  stay  till the  next  day  , hired  from his  agency  the  detective  at  the  last  moment  was  replaced  by him,  his  job was  to  take  care  of  the   wedding  gifts  , 

Pas Ayesh--

it  was  a  reasonable  sized  island , far  away  from the  madding  crowd  of  the  city  noise,  retired  distinguished  people  had  settled  down , the  colonies  had   inhabited  attracting  more  of  their  kind , banks  , offices, postal  services  , all the  markets  schools  and church , hotels  and  anything  one  could  ask  for  was  there  for  the  residents  of  the  kory  island