Sometimes you are so lost in memories that you forget the current version you are having. I wonder the creative and active version why and when it left my soul. Hehe well I heard from multiple people that when you say goodbye to your student life you will find it hard to give enough attention to your writing hobby. Well I always replied that I would have a variety of topics to write about. So this happened but I don't have enough energy to address them all.
Away from everyone ;
Contacts are saved in my phone but I have nothing to tell my friends where I am and how I am making my dreams true. My family keeps asking me questions about many things but I feel bored answering any question.
Prayers are not left unanswered;
Recently I was in discussion with a friend of mine about life, we all remain in inferiority that others are better than us. As a Muslim I always remained frightened about the hardships that might be I am not offering my prayers well that's why I am facing the circumstances.
Or maybe the Lord is not very happy with me. That's why not blessing me.
But now I have realized everything was fine and in place. The restrictions I faced made me beautiful. The unanswered prayers were fulfilled at the right time and surprised me.
You are superior;
We all remain in scenarios where others look more good to us. Before getting into the shoes of others we always imagined the comfort but when we do this we feel the stones are also there to hurt us. Me along with friends Imagined the life after completing the education. The dream job and reputation. But bro it's not that easy!!!! When you have to wake up in the morning and your eyes are sleepy because of last night over work you can't tell the students the reason for your mood swings. You are not tackling the single student, there is a whole family behind that person, you have to fulfill your words. And the odds of those who are causing the hurdles well you can't share your miseries with your fellow friends because it would become another amusement for them. I remember my teacher said it's not easy to stand in the teachers rostrum so they were right.
What's belonged prevailed best;
The surprises are not related to you, they are about the judgment of others. Well I was getting off from the topic. I told Tehseen that
we are still blessed as there exist hands for us who pray for us all the time.
We respect others emotionally and physically too, no matter if we were trained with these ethics or we had the fear element of elders. We earned something, right now there are few people who are having these blessings. I remember the time when my father gave me fruits to distribute among his old uncles and in return they always gave me prayers. Me who was a little girl and unaware of those kind words now realizing that the Lord fulfilled the prayers timely.
Through the imperfections;
I remember the struggle that I have done , my age fellows focused on the fashion and I was the one who was covering the body no matter it' was my mom scarf or brothers coat. I didn't have time for this stuff, still I can afford the fashion but why should I?? I am comfortable with everything I am having right now. I remember how much time my roommates wasted on boys and I was the one who was complaining about assignments and tests because I had to bring good grades. There was no one to ask me about my performance, instead I stood in the mirror each month and promised that one day people will be delighted to hear your name. Well I thought it might be hard to write all these feelings but right now I am feeling happy that yups I am back into the writers block. Love you all💙
