Tuesday, 9 September 2014
Tuesday, 5 August 2014
Wednesday, 23 July 2014
The bottom of one's heart, could not been seen from outside. They can only see what we choose to let them see. From smile they see happiness, from tears they see sadness, from the shape of one's face, others see oneself.
There could never be a worse tragedy. Not something at this grand scale. When one truly see and feel, one attains something different from oneself.
Every man and woman is different. Every boy and girl is different from one another. For one man, one thing suits him. For another, another thing suits him. There was never any conventionality about anything.
Humanity strive on an orderly system of everything from the bottom to the top. There are cultural, religious or just purely bullshit consensus of one should act given a situation.
Whilst there is a definite need for specific codes, but they must have strong reasonings behind them.
When one willfully does something, one does with one's wholeheartedly desire to act. One does not do anything for the purpose of nothing.
One chooses, and one does. One loves, and one chooses to love. There is no compulsion in anything, but remember true love survives anything.
Times could be hard, challenging indeed. At all times one has never wavered. One has one and only motive. None others than to love you.
Thursday, 17 July 2014
Tuesday, 15 July 2014
Monday, 7 July 2014
So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us - that's snatched right out of our hands - even if we are left completely changed people with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.Sputnik Sweetheart- Haruki Murakami
Sunday, 29 June 2014
Saturday, 28 June 2014
As with many other things in life, happiness is a feeling, a certain something that we all yearn to have.
All too often, we aim for the stars, only to find ourselves stranded on the moon. We know we can't reach that far, but we refuse to believe in what we know, and fall for what we feel.
To be rational, is to believe what is logical, realistic and sensible.
To be otherwise is futile, pointless and a waste of time.
Sunday, 15 June 2014
People are blind to the things they can't see. They believe in what they feel, but they are deaf to what others have to say in silence.
In whatever that you do, they'll be those who won't understand, will break you apart, and bring you down.
They say things to you, bad bad things.
Only if they know.
Alhamdulillah, may Allah bless you always.