Well well what to say, the days have started blooming, my heart is pounding with happiness, all those gloomy nights have started to fade away, all those devious thoughts have left my mind and after all those grime stuck in my head 24/7 my mind now feels like a fresh bud ready to explore a new day a new world. I’m free and I’m ready as in those few days all those crap that became my routine has made me learn new things that I didn’t give heed to before.Life has started to turn the way I wanted it to be. Things are coming my way and I can feel that now. And all this is happening in this pleasant weather, my favourite weather, and may be I’m feeling all this pleasantness because NOW m internally happy and satisfied YES m happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy :>
Love u winter, love u winter love you WINTEEEEEEEEER …HUH !!
PS: most of you’ll b thinking why 17 degrees…tu first of all that was to attract more bloggers towards the topic and second of all that was the current temperature here in Qatar ;>
Smiles :>
Sana.
How is it like to face the fear that’s standing just 10 feet away from you, looking directly into your eyes, feeling the soreness, the torment the scene is horrible. The fear of a little kid who has just broken Mama’s favourite antique piece and a chill has suddenly run down the baby’s body, the poor little thing unaware of what will happen next, will his Mama beat him up? Or let’s say the fear of a man who mistakenly took the wrong cut and saw a huge truck just an arms length away, the fear to loose his beloved wife n kids grips his soul, what will happen next? The fear of a young girl out with the one person who is the only important thing in her life suddenly gets the fear of her parents that she is out, and what will really happen if her parents got to know that? Facing the fear separates the skin from the body.
But there is just one look that exists that ensures you that nothing will ever go wrong, the look in the eyes of the baby’s guardian angel, the look in the eyes of the man’s wife, n the look of the girl’s true love that makes sure that nothing will go wrong. It’s the look of that Creator that is passed to its creature certifying him that He above is there to take care of all what is happening beneath, and it is all because of Him as He is the one to illustrate and to clarify all what is happening around and it is for the creature to witness and learn from his own deeds. Moments pass in a way as if centuries have gone by and that single glance shook every ones soul. Mama arrived at the devastated spot and just saw the innocent thing standing by the broken piece and she couldn’t do anything else but to grab her little toy n release it from its distress, she couldn’t even see the thing that was broken infront of the child’s innocence. The glimpse of his wife’s eyes made him actually forget about what was the fear that he was having and to his surprise he looked ahead n saw that the dangerous truck had actually managed to pull the brakes. The depressed girl couldn’t concentrate on anything but to think otherwise but the touch of her love’s hand n the truth beyond his eyes made her realise that there isn’t anything that can happen wrong if she has believe in the one Above, and to her believe she went back with the truth that was there in his eyes and got to know that what she believed in was true and fair.
----When there isn’t any way ahead and u feel like locked from all sides just look in the eyes of the one you love and believe in you will find the key to the hidden door.
What does really come in our mind when we think of this word “Mayosi”, “Hopelessness” and “Bleakness’, why are we getting into this thing and according to me this word is in general use these days. Even I have become its victim every time and forth, and why on Earth could something like this happen, don’t we have Faith in our Creator, don’t we have Faith in the strength of Dua. We are Mayoos over not getting the right Job, the right field, the right cell phone or the thought to loose something very dear to us creates Mayoosi, even mayoosi can be found in the slightest of our daily routine.
We being Muslims aren’t fortunate enough that we have been given so much to get guidelines from be it Quran, Hadith there is so much in it, that can be of greater help. But we the Muslims don’t believe in the power of Faith (Emaan) or Dua(Prayer) the power that people really consider in these days is Money, and after that Contacts.
Sometimes I even get bit by the venom of this predator though mashallah m able to offer my prayers regularly, but I can’t get my problem as in what is the thing that keeps on eating me chunk by chunk and the pain keeps on incrementing on each bite, I just have to get rid of all this grime, but how could I what is the thing that is deficient. My Best Friend narrated it to me in a way that “An Empty Mind is a devils Workshop” n m 100% aware of this fact but m not just getting myself into anything these days. Just to distract myself I have created my account in blogspot that may be this writing can be of greater help to me and for me its proving to be. I was literary planning to right something about what actually is going on in my mind and today m able to type down all what there was, that my friend is really true that an empty mind is a devils warehouse I should say. N it’s a shame indeed for me that being a Muslim having faith in Allah, praying 5 times a day I still loose hope in my own dua.
Oh Allah! Please Forgive me for loosing hope in your Qudrat , please forgive me for thinking otherwise, Oh Allah! You’re the Merciful grant me the strength and patience, grant me the will to make my own decisions. Oh Allah! My dearest grant me the one and only I wish to have.
I had just gone through the whole documentary upon Yusuf Islam formerly known as Cat Stevens life, and m so amazed to know that a man really doesnt know from where his life begins and where its about to lead. A person destined to rule the Music Scene forever all of a sudden turns his back upon his passion, his experiences throughout his life signalling him for what has to come ahead. Somethings do happen in life that seems to be strange, bt a man has to keep on shifting his paths till he gets a hold on his life. Allah isnt cruel upon us but sometimes he has to be cruel to show us how life can be cruel with us if he wasnt there to protect us, and if he doesnt shows himself up how can we really believe in his existence.
The supreme thing about Yusuf Islam that has inspired me was his will to stick upon his decisions, his decision to bid farewell to Music, his decision to help the needy, his decision to accept Islam and become a Muslim and most of all his determination to bear the most callous circumstances created for him, even facing all the misunderstandings that were born after his lecture upon Salman Rushdi.
The man has undeniably encouraged all those who think about doing things but are laid back because of some anonymous reasons. And to my belief it all happens for those who have set their trails clear and their minds focused on what they really want from themselves and this sensation can be felt at anytime of the life, and you cant keep on searching for clues here and there as life isnt a game show where you win if you get the clue as fast as you can, life is an experience that can be led by making mistakes and by learning from them.
I really would love to quote what Yusuf Islam had said:
“I am confident that, in the end, common sense and justice will
prevail. I'm an optimist, brought up on the belief that if you wait to the
end of the story, you get to see that good people live happily ever
after.”
http://www.yusufislam.com/
Smiles :)
Sana
Well since quite a time now i was thinking to make my blog account n to share some stuff that i have been until now storing here n there..for what m posting now is what i felt sme time ago bt it wld have been injustice to my blog if i didnt share my initials notes with all of u out there...though m really an amature in this writting business n my vocab isn't tht powerful bt guess for sharing ur thoughts u really dun have to use those hard english words as the worlds most complex feelings have been revealed using the most common dictionary words :>
so here my first post goes...
i was planning to rite smethng for wat these past few days have been for me,they were all alone,no1 to talk to,nuthng special to do nuthng coming on the TV...means the days were boring. I had no choice bt to remain silent n may b i got used to it as well thts why whn sme1 asked me smethng or tried 2 talk i used to get irritated coz smewat i strted liking my silence.Net was an alternative bt wat more can u use it thn orkut,facebook,n youtube coz m not a chat freak n i only chat wid hardly 2-3 ppl i got sick of it as well. Inreturn eventually i strted gtng sick of many thngs,music,TV,net,food n yeah Humans too i got sick of em too....
I still dun knw why all dis happened and why did i do dis to myslf as i hurted ppl alot,bt i dun get one thng whn ppl need time im always thr 2 spare my time n gve em my time bt whn i need sme1 to talk to..i need sme1's time thr is no1 for me..i care bout others bt others dun bother to even think about me and more over they even get mad at me for sme reasons.as in Why...??aint i human??dunt i have a life?dunt i hve emotions or a bloody pumpin heart?? Smetimes i wish i become a child again in my moms arms where she hides me,keeps me safe 4m all dangers,a life where thr is no tension of work nor pain of friendship, bt then again life is meant to go on,it doesnt stop at any station on the way just keeps on going working its soul out for the last station and when the train whistles before arriving at tht last station the poor soul realises tht he didnt even see the slightest of the happiness which was there in his fate,he didnt even njoy the small wonders of his own life...bt guess thts the time where the train just stops as there isnt any station ahead its just a dead end, the man wid a panting heart,weeping eyes and regreting soul leaves the train and gets on the train which leads him towards the next journey of hereafter...bt NO OOO!!! i dun wanna b lke that regretting soul,i dun wanna get on the train wid sorrows in my heart n tears in my eyes, i wanna b lke a soul who doesnt hve any wish left, who has seen the very slightest emotion of himself...i wanna be the Happy Soul yeah i wanna leave this place wid a shinning face wid a graceful smile wid sparks in my eyes,n yeah i will get tht shine tht spark n tht grace :) I will keep myslf happy,ill try new thngs,ill try all tht best to never make sme1 mad from me,ill try 2 apologise to all those broken hearts tht became the victim of my wrath,i will n i will be Happy wat i read smewhere that smethng like... yeah it will b like a Smile Revolution yeah this tiny phrase just made my day :) i will go on a Smile Revolution :)
Love u all, n sorry to all those whom i hve hurted in these days m sorry
Smiles :)
Sana