At 5 am, still the sun is on its way and a kid wakes up all night with fear of getting late going to school.A flashback of the same feeling occurs.Fear of facing the world alone,trying not to leave hold of mother’s presence and dream of going into sweet dreams again…
I don’t know why I still remember when at 17 ,when mother l
eft me in academy and I still remember the touch of pillow which was the only soft thing nearest to me and I missed my closed ones…softness enveloped the cold heart.May be the events show you the parts of you which you are not aware of.
I feel the same when I have to wake up for my duty…that I am leaving my nest to face the mountains,storm and deep seas.
I ‘ve to fly even though I am scared.I’ve to go up higher even though tears roll down my cheek.I ‘ve to step out further even though my feet are numb.That kid has to do the same because he has to survive …..
I don’t see but I can see
the mist engulfing the shadow.
The breeze which can’t be seen but touched,
when the lily gifted it’s essence to it.
I couldn’t acquire the fact when it was clear,
it came to me when nothing was fair.
Simple is love when it’s there,
Special when it’s beyond you…
I couldn’t imagine I would be able to run for 27 hours.We think of limits.But when the challenge comes,one is open for it.
I know that the brain needs rest but when I am in the process of up and down,learning to cope with the negatives and positives, it’s the gain.tolerance is not tested in 5 hours.every person can show it easily.
Exposure to gossips and backbiting is the inclination I have to endure but the beauty would be to change my path.
To cover one’s bad deeds is the Divine Law and He ,The Wise taught us to apply the same rule.
A deep sigh comes out after an exhausted day but this is whatl life is all about…..
I just got free from thoughts. My thoughts….my present treasure which I want to convert into some practical purpose.Getting a comparison done,I see stillness in this dynamic world…stillness in having some tender feeling towards pain ,hunger, and blood.Drama is played on the stage but there is no identity of the actor.If blood and flesh is ahead on one side,joy and amusement welcomes us on the other side.In this circle of despair,I seek for the DOVE.
I look for my CARETAKER, Who urged us to ponder,to get solutions.
Why to fall when there is a slide to rise upon??
For example, there is a star. If it’s at one point, it’s radiations would be strong and perfect. If the star’s origin of light is disrupted….chaos is visible in its radiations.
If I am right,I get right in return….PAUSE!
Getting right can be getting anything right….not necessarily the expected result.
Have I ever fondled the soft petals of flower?Have I got the message of beautiful smile when a flower blooms??
Such a respectful inclination of grass I see,when I walk up the mountain.
This is the slogan of respect…respect for everything.
Even now,He answers when people call Him for rain.There is an apparent delay but infact it’s the right time because He knows when to ‘give’ exactly..
Open your eyes to see the truth behind the lie!
Desire is good but to leave the desires for something precious is the best.Renovation is going on inside.When I see my fellow injured,I desire to heal him,to support him or at least stand against whatever has hurted him!.
The Dove is around me.I see hawks and vultures haunting me.What I need to do is just to unveil the DOVE!
He talked rudely with me.My temper is going up.Flares started and my mind is not working.Why should someone have such an audacity to talk with me like that??My ego is so important.
Suddenly,anger ruins all the energy to go on further.Something strikes my mind.Where is this anger taking me to?My muscles are working more,my energy is being used up.My ego is satisfied in expense of my LOSS.
Why don’t I go for a good option?The best one! CALM DOWN.
I seek refuge in Allah The Almighty from the Satan.
If I am standing,I sit down.
If I am sitting,I lie down.
I drink a glass of water.
I feel sudden peace with just winning the fight between ego and forgiveness for a matter that doesn’t matter actually.
When I love someone,what are the rights ?What are the responsibilities?or just the feeling carries both together?
There is no ego and if there is ego,distance comes and it really hurts when you really love someone.Ego doesn’t matter much in usual kind of relationships.
Friends forever are not be planned,it just happens even if both people are not similar.You don’t need to force yourself for it.You just go for it.I remember there is a quote “Before we were born,in the world of souls,all souls don’t meet each other.the souls which meet,it’s easier to make up with them in this world but those who don’t meet there,can’t make up with each other.”
Sometimes,there is no reason to love and also not to love.One tries and tries but to no avail…
Just to end up with frustration and anger,it’s better to be at good terms with the person.
Silence is sometimes best solution than to speak up which is regrettable.
I know that once words spoken have an effect….really have an effect.it takes time to heal.
For the sake of living the world with beauty,go on even after you go down by some situation.
I got across an article TWO STEPS FORWARD by Eman Al NAfjan at saudi woman blogger’s website.i wanted to share my view. I am a Muslim woman,neither saudi nor western.I was born and raised in Saudi Arabia for 17 years.then I moved to abroad for medical studies.I must say that the golden life time enjoyments were in Saudi Arabia where I felt protected and was provided freedom to be participant in every part of life.I didn’t see females of saudi arabia being far from development.Rather ,they are open to new opportunities in their happy environment.I was open minded in KSA and limitations came when I came to Pakistan.the appreciation of being born as a girl was the most peculiar thing I have seen in hospitals of Saudi Arabia..I didn’t see this in Bangladesh and Pakistan .no doubt,bad and good people do exist everywhere but regarding the system I would say it provided me recognition.I have been to Queen Effat college,Jeddah once.I was astonished to see the well educated female faculty and students who were modern too. Saudi American Bank has female branch in Jeddah.I had visited that too.it was so nice to see young and qualified women handling each post of the respective branch.
after coming to Pakistan,I felt the practical importance of Mahram for travelling,the safety and freedom of women in segregated arrangement.
all this which I am saying is the practical experience apart from the religious commandments..
my extracurricular activities got limited here because of unsafe environment.in Pakistan,many crimes and rape cases happen but there is no justice.People weep and ask for justice. .Rate of divorces increased not only in Saudi Arabia but in all countries due to lack of understanding, maturity and tolerance.
ALL I can say is wherever I live,I remember Saudia as my homeland and always give examples of it to my fellows here in Pakistan, where freedom of girl is obscured behind the physical freedom.
I know there are many news about divorces,rape and crimes.these should be reported to respective officials.this is happening all over the world.We focus on the maximum statistics and bring out the positivity.
On the way of beauty,
Through the dale of ups and downs,
To the zone of delight and cheer,
At the time of sweet morning…
I think I’m quite happy;
With the hope of flight
Towards the sky of success,
Waiting for me to touch it.
Time is passing on and on
And the changes in world emerge
The flower of hopes and dreams
Still blooms to the full extent
And it shows that we’re all alive.
As I see the dim clouds roaming around,
The tension of sadness is vivid to me.
When the sun rays fall all over the world,
The existence of life is confirmed to me.
As the stars flicker at night at a distance,
I know the light of love is there to soothe the sorrow and me.
When the dazzling moon light up the world at night,
Portrayal of hope is after despair, this is known to me.
I can share my feelings with the sky and the sky with me.
When I have a feeling, I see its image on the sky.
I wonder what a friend Allah has conferred to me.
Should I be grateful to the sky or should the sky to me?