There comes moments, when you find yourself feeling so lonely and empty, despite being surrounded by people. You become unconvinced in those around you, just because you yearn for the presence of others. It’s funny how we human beings tend to always want what we cannot have & dream about things we cannot reach, but it’s soothing to also know that nothing is impossible, & it’s even more pleasing to remember that what we cannot reach in this life, we will, enshallah, reach in the after by God’s mercy. It’s a relief believing strongly in the afterlife, I cannot grasp how none believers find afterlife a silly concept. Isn’t it much sillier to live your life for the sake of living and having no proper judgment of the things you have done in that first life?
“the atmosphere wasn’t comfortable at all, i was twitching all the time… you were young, in your 30′s.. you had an Abaya & sheilah on and was greeting family members and friends who you actually couldn’t recognize.. everyone was in an awkward mood due to the fact that you cannot remember them but still shook hands and exchanged hugs and kisses, very formally… There came my turn, my heart was weary.. but i greeted you… i kissed your cheeks and told you i am “H”, i am your grand daughter… you said you knew me…. you said that you recognize me very well and have not forgotten me… the rush of blood in me continued until my eyes were wide open, & the dream faded into the background of my awakening… the joy of recognition was indescribable, yet, my heart still feels you came for a reason… a very good reason which i cannot comprehend… yet…”
Moodiness
I’m pretty annoyed at the fact that i tend to drift from project to another, goal to another, without fully finish any most of the time! please if you do know a good book that could teach me how to FOCUS on one thing at a time, do share the title, becuase i am seriously sick of jumping from one thing to another all the time >_<
Arabic
I’m loving the Arabic language these days more than ever, maybe it’s the style of book I’m reading, but it’s a beautiful language, i never get this feeling when I’m reading an English book. I’m almost done with the book
ثلاثية غرناطة للكاتبة رضوى عاشور
I like it, but have very contradicted feelings about it which i would share soon enshallah (unless i keep on jumping from one thing to another & end up forgetting! ughhh) hopefully, not.











This was actually a Kaaba view room, do you even see the tip of the Kaaba? 















