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Tell me, when has the Almighty God let you down? He has always carried you thus the one set of footprints on the sand. He has never left your side. I suppose the main diagnosis that's coming out of here is your lack of faith leading to impatience. He has said to be still and know He is God. He has said when the time is right, He the Lord will make it happen. He has given wisdom that everything under the sun has its time. So what are you anxious about dear heart? Don't you know that He is preparing your marriage? It's such a sacred matter that He wants it perfect for you, tailored for His glory. Be still.

Always easier said than done when it comes to patience.

Come on Let's be real You know better than this Your gut is already speaking up Listen to it Take it slow Don't build something out of nothing You've raised the bar Keep it high He needs to climb to it You're not anymore attracted to bare minimum efforts, you're also not in a rush You are somebody without him Don't forget that He either matches you, or you say bye You have not survived all that storm only to enter in another one You are precious You are wonderfully made And the same creator will provide You need only to be still And have faith

It's nice.

Part of evolving is seeing details only your eyes can see and details only your soul knows.

Another year, another weight lighter. Not because your memory's faded Rather Im a step closer to full acceptance That death is the only thing certain Thus you gotta savour every moment Because life's beautiful Since the passing of my soulmate I wasn't sure what's next A lot of anger and denial took over Blaming to some extent How dare you leave so soon and break all the plans we had together? But every new year, Im reminded that Death is the only thing certain

There's nothing else but to live

At first this may sound negative and sad but it's none of that. It's the reality.

You're in a plane, heading back home. You look outside the oval windows and it's completely dark, apart from some dots of lights below you, probably cities you'd imagine. The person on your left has her head resting on this oval window, probably dreaming as she blocks your view to see more beyond the flickering faint lights. On your right, someone's watching a movie, or so she was an hour ago. Now her head's leaning on her shoulders with a neck pillow in between. And you? Well you're torn between trying to get some sleep vs continue contemplating about everything your mind decides to welcome and retrieve. One of them, a quick one is how small we are against a world so big that from up in the sky, everything below is tiny; a bird's eye view. Perhaps we should investigate more of how bird's view the world.

Where is the love in all of this? Have I lost it? Indeed.

Alrightie. Let’s start typing. Like the good old days. Dear diary, it’s been a while again. I feel like I’ve written that sentence far too many times in the last 2-3 years. The reason? It’s because I was consistent with writing and creating and doodling and all those beautiful things in my younger years; up until university. Soon as I started working, and letting life take its course, I gave up one of the most unnoticed de-stressors of mine, writing. Another underlying reason I may not want to admit is fear of imperfection. You see, English is not my first language, neither was I good at it during my school years. I hated composing essays of given topics I was not interested in yet little did I know, all of those were exercises to unleash or strengthen one’s ability to craft something out of indifference. Alas, here I am today, sipping on a nice chai latte at 10pm in the world’s largest mall, alone and content, amazed not only by the size of this grand atrium and humans from all over the world, but also by this freedom and quiet power to choose my drink while comfortably typing on my laptop without having to worry about theft or calamities. Not long ago, I was seated in this same café, a high school student, worrying about what will be like after graduation. Next thing I knew came university applications and before I could even savour hall lectures and research papers, came CVs and interviews. And just like that, I’m now a working adult, with a full-time job and full-time responsibility of making decisions from schedules to purchases. I’m no longer bound by what an institute requires of me rather, and unfortunately, bound by what I think others require of me. The pressures an adult faces no longer comes from school grades rather unclear societal expectations. Thank God there is family. And though I must recognize that not all can agree with this statement, the circumstances I’m placed in prompts me to be grateful for my family’s unconditional love and unwavering support. My parents and brothers are still here with me in the same country, fully well, healthy and capable of working. And so it’s both empowering and humbling to witness all of this here and now. Time flies, they say, and I can resonate with that. Nevertheless, I can also resonate with savouring every second like it’s the last. On the grand scheme of things, life’s been a finger snap. On the day-by-day, it feels like being stuck in rush hour traffic. All in all, good is God all the time, and all the time, God is good. May we always keep the faith. May we always find joy and hope. And may we always be secured in His Love. At least for me, this has been the only way to be where I am now, at peace and with joy. Though I’m unhappy about abandoning my passion for writing, there’s always a place to start again. It’s February 1st and coincidentally, I felt the need to embark on this journey again. It’s freeing, satisfying and brings simply joys to the soul. January was a good start to initiate plans like joining ballet class and signing up for Arabic tutors. Now is the month to put more effort into these areas and unlocking other avenues such as pursuing professional certifications and being financially literate. Let’s go February!

Growing up is another universe, so much to explore yet somehow familiar with what seems to be insignificant. It's in this that we're confident to continue the process; a balance of knowledge and curiosity, igniting desire to awaken passion. And when it's bloomed fully, one cannot fathom its miracle. Simply out of this world, like it's another universe. That's what growing up is about.

the concept of forever.

Not a rule, rather an observation from someone who's not able to see satisfying results in a week.

Looking forward to another day where things will feel like they're organized better. Perhaps a bit of chaos is needed?

It was an accident until time healed what was shattered, eventually strengthening the tears from within. It no longer leaks from the heart, rather peacefully slides down the cheeks when it needs, unrestricted and fully aware of the freedom in letting go.

No way U r hot baby How I wish am there now Will devour u Softly What a body to devour Unfair it's too far Wohhhh love her Amazingly hot Was amazing to c all ur body baby