22nd Oct. 2012
The evening wind beckons unto me with a pleasant caress.
The rustling leaves lure my attention.
And as I hug my knees close, I can't help but smile at the blissful reminder of the oncoming winters.
The only little thought in mind, triumphant above all others,
"Then which of your Lords blessings would you deny?"
Quran 55:13
I wuv winters.
SubhanAllah. :')
1st June, 2013
My Mom and Dad are my most prized possession.
Only now do I fully comprehend.
I love you.
And there is a whole world of feelings buried beneath those letters.
16th July, 2013
I was in school playing badminton.
I felt parched. Dehydrated. Tired. Combined with the whole "I-Hate-School" feeling.
My friend was drinking my all time favourite soft drink, coke.
I couldn't, I was fasting.
[Alhamdulillah, grew a bit more as a person.]
I came back home, I slept, I prayed, I broke my fast and went on to open the refrigerator.
And then I have the biggest smile plastered across my face, for what do I see?
I see coke.
Haha. What're the odds? B)
Alhamdulillah Ya Wahhab! (The Constant Bestower of Gifts)
23rd Aug. 2013
When they announced my name and the whole crowd erupted with applause as I climbed up the stage with perhaps the happiest smile plastered across my face, it made up for all the times I was utterly disheartened, all the times my spirits were hauled low.
And one wise little fact looked me right into the eye,
“….and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know.”
Quran 2:216
So for all the times I lost something I cherished, it was perhaps the best thing that could happen to me. Even though i couldn't see it right then, the realisation now dawns upon me retrospectively.
Beside the heavy stuff, I was jumping about like a silly girl.
Alhamdulillah.
2nd Nov. 2013
Everything is moving so fast. I'm almost 18. 18 years of life have simply whizzed past me like one of those bullet trains.
And all I have, at the moment, of those 18 years of existence, is but a few handful of memories. Memories that I feast upon with great devour. But memories that shall also be buried with me. It's like trying to hold sand in your hands. It does not stay.
And it gets me thinking, is this even for real? This stark temporariness?
This life is but a blur.
13th Nov. 2013
Standing amidst the slight winter chill, hands warm in the pockets, trying to scrutinise the subtle beckoning of the few handful of stars twinkling at me.
Standing amidst the slight winter chill, hands warm in the pockets, trying to scrutinise the subtle beckoning of the few handful of stars twinkling at me.
Winters.
They're my thing.
3rd Dec. 2013
Having envisaged an awe-inspiring farewell assembly since the time I was 11, the fact that we were about to do something entirely impromptu was, to be honest, disappointing.
But the moment I stepped on stage, looked at the good 'ol Helen hall lit up with morning sunshine and all the familiar Mater Dei faces, the disappointment slipped away. And I was washed over with this utterly novel wave of realisation. This profound attachment that I possess. And I stood there then, and still am now, at a lack of words.
For, it is rightly put, some things are not meant to be said, they're meant to be felt.
Once a Mater Deian, always a Mater Deian. :')
23rd Jan. 2014
It'll shoot you, punch you, stab you, pierce you, chop you, chew you and spit you out.
Over-thinking is a wicked beast.
It's where all the fears dwell.
3rd June 2014
Looking at the sky makes me happy
It gives me hope.
I kind of agree with John Keats now, a thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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