I dream of freedom, of a peaceful world, of beauty, success, inspiration, and big events. I wish for things that are unreachable sometimes, that are hard to get; but still, I wish for them despite everything because I know I can do it. I believe, deep inside, that good things don’t only happen to other people. They can happen to me as well, why not? I remain hopeful no matter what on earth happens and hold tight to that little dream. Incredibly amazing things can happen to you too, to me, to all of us. Our life can change now, but only in case we want that change bad enough, start acting, believing, searching and getting motivated. Don’t pass by the beautiful details in your day without taking enough time to notice them, enjoy them and appreciate their existence in your life. Kiss your mum’s forehead in a random morning; text a friend you haven’t seen for a while; write a letter to yourself and mention all the achievements you have done so far in your life, no matter how small they seem; have a big cup of hot coffee in a cold rainy night; enjoy reading a good book in an early morning; go out just for the sake of breathing some fresh air and smiling to strangers; make a delicious cake and have fun decorating it; party like you’re twenty and advise like you’re eighty; listen to good music and try to read between the lines to get the real meanings of each word; enjoy the sweetness of Quran and its incredible power of healing the scars of broken hearts and conforting the troubled minds. Life is a sweet cup of chocolate, enjoy it !
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jeudi 21 août 2014
A woman, is everything.
A woman is not the wife of man. A woman is a storm with skin, a volcano with bones. A woman is a river that falls down from a huge mountain, making absolutely no noise, shining under the sun just like bright diamonds. She is a tender and smiling baby when she is calm, and a wild animal when life pushes her over the bridge. A woman is a fighter, a fighter against all sorts of oppression, discrimination and disrespect. A woman is a lady, a classy lady, as classy as Queen Elizabeth, but when it needs to be, she becomes a rebel, a Lara Craft. A woman is an astonishingly beautiful flower that blossoms again with every new day, with every new sunrise. She is a burning fire when her feelings are taken for granted, and a sweet lullaby when she is treated the way she deserves. She is all the seducing and amazing things in life. A woman, is everything.
Be the change, in your own life.
Stop looking for someone on whom you can rely, who will make you happy and turn you life to paradise. Be that person for yourself. It’s not that hard; try it. Instead of caring so much about others’ feelings, care about yours. Instead of being afraid of hurting others, take good care of your heart to not have it hurt. Be a change, in your own life. Be your own source of happiness, of motivation and inspiration. Laugh, when there is absolutely no reason to be happy. Smile, even when everything around you is falling down.
Getting out from a dark hole, she finds it difficult to open her eyes, to admire the scenery’s beauty. She wishes she never walked out from where she used to live; hiden and unknown. She prefers loneliness over this bright light. God only knows how many shining stars used to make her life so bright which all faded away now, letting her struggle in a huge world of darkness. She never wants to admit it though; admit that she was not made for such places, that she is destined to shine and to move the whole world upside down, that she is the one who will change everything and blind them all.
Shut your ears and keep going
You can never predict what can happen without taking the risk to dare to try, to experience and to know it all by yourself. You cannot possibly say that this thing is not good or the other thing is bad without going through it by yourself. You should not believe what others think; they do not always tell the truth. One time they love you, the other time they start saying shit about you; is it true what they say? Of course not. Then what makes you believe them now?
When someone asks you: ” How old are you ? “, think wisely before answering because you may not give them the right answer.
In this blog, I ain’t trying to sound wise or genius. In fact, I may unpurposely sound extremely stupid sometimes. I just write whenever I feel in need to write and burst out all the hidden thoughts and wonders. In every article, there is a part of my soul transformed into words; there is an episode of my life, of my existence so far. Even though I ain’t old enough to talk about experience, but at least I can talk about life lessons for one starts learning ever since their first years living; it is only an experience when it leaves its scar on our souls, torturing us for a little while and leaving us thankful after getting rid of the pain or getting used to its existence among us and starting to live with it. No matter how painful and tragedic events one goes through, they should remain victorious until their last breath and never let defeat gets to their hearts. Your heart; it is what defines your age, your current psychological state and how many years you spent living. If I ask a thirty-year-old woman how old is she, she will automatically answer: ” I am thirty years old. ” with a confident tone though. If I will ask her, with a sarcastic smile, to think well before answering and answer again, she will definitely think I am insane. If I will be looked upon as insane for looking to everything in life from a different perspective, then let it be! Thirty years: ten years of childhood; marvellous memories though she can barely remember half of them, to not say none of them. Nine years of being a teen; the most tough and challenging period of time in everyone’s life, where one will have to make the most difficult decisions in their lives; whether to be a good person or to just follow their instincts and be considered as bad ones, whether to follow their childhood’s dreams of being a lawyer or a doctor or to just run after their teen’s dreams of being a bartender, a famous drug dealer or in the most decent cases, a football player, a singer or a movie star in the case of most females. Eleven years of realising that actually life is not paradise and one should suffer in order to get to serenity, reasling that all married couples ain’t as happy as they seem in front of people and that may be, if they thought wiser about it, they wouldn’t have ended marrying each other. Eleven years of analysing every second of their teen years, thinking about every situation they’ve been through and what if they’ve made a different decision than the one they took back then .. Too much stress and too much thinking; waved between ” what if ” and ” if only “, one doesn’t spend much time actually living and enjoying the current moment. If I may ask her again : ” How old are you? ” I want her to count the happy moments she lived, the moments when she laughed until her body hurt, the moments she spent next to the people she loved most in the world, and most importantly the times she decided to dry her tears and stand up instead of letting sadness gets in her body and control it .. This is what is called true living and that is what should be count while one is asked how old are you. One should, therefore, make every second of his life worth talking about and worth counting, never waste his time regretting his past mistakes and just face life with a large optimistic smile keeping his thoughts as positive as they could. I love you all !
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