ITS OKAY.

ITS OKAY.

Its okay to feel loneliness when no one is there to listen. Its okay to shout your heart out when everyone feels concerned. Its okay to push everything in. Its okay to let that anger out. Its okay if people can never understand your deepest truths. Its okay if you even tried telling them. Its okay of they help you heal. Its okay if they make it worse. Its okay if you were wise , Its okay if you weren't. Its okay to hate yourself for everything. Its okay to be naive and hate others for everything. It okay to isolate yourself. Its okay to put yourself out there. Its okay to be judged. It okay to be accepted. Its okay to you never got what you wished for. Its okay to dream big in the face of it all. Its okay to fall down. Its okay to get back up.

Its okay to be a human.

Last night i was wandering in the market,

Last night i was wandering in the market,

There I met a little boy

He was cute and very soft spoken

He was looking at the chips i had in my hand..

Although i was quite hungry, but i just gave away that packet to him..

He smiled and went away..

I dont know why i felt such pleasure, such unexplainable inner satisfaction... I just can explain in words..

Then i realized something..

Allah has bestowed us with countless blessing..

Just a few coins may be nothing for us, but they could bring that smile on someones face, that priceless smile..

Who knows what takes you closer to your Creator, Allah Almighty..

Spread smiles among his men and Allah will bring smiles to your face ...

You wont be complaining about peace of mind in your life ever . .. ... <3

I want to be your butterfly

I want to be your butterfly

You be my rose,

From dawn to dusk I'll fly around you,

And shower on you many rounds of applause.

I'll bring you the joys of sunrise,

The radiance of sunshine,

I'll neatly wrap you within my colors,

Kiss you a hundred times.

We'll sway together in the tender breeze

And unfurl the mystery of this universe,

We'll gaze upon the mountains with rapture,

Let the valley swell in nature's abundance.

I want to be your butterfly,

And you be my rose,

We'll talk all day long,

I'll hold you close.

Your tears are mine,

I'll wipe it off with my smile,

Allow me to breathe you as much as I can in my heart,

When I'm gone you keep me in your remembrance.

You call me a WRITER because you think

You call me a WRITER because you think I have the perfect and most suitable words to describe a situation but have you ever given a thought to what it needs to become one?

Let me tell you. Writing is something that, at one end causes you pain, depression and sometimes heartbreak and on the other it is the reason of your peace of mind and comfort. Yes, it truly is. What I bring you, is not a result of some magic pen through which all the appropriate and easily understandable words jiggle out. It pains when I cross out pages over pages of my note pad when I don't produce a satisfactory situation. It pains when I keep thinking of the perfect adjectives to describe my character or the situation for hours and still end up in nothing. It pains when I keep crushing pages, one after the other unable to pen down my feelings.

Indeed, it is a cause of depression when I am overflowing with the words I do not have. It makes me sick when my mind has overabundance of ideas and issues but still I am unable to produce a word of it. It causes abjectness when I keep staring at my note book, chewing the end of my pen and lack to express my thoughts. It is a cause of despair when I am unable to come up with something new for my readers.

Doubtlessly it causes a heartbreak when I put myself at the place of every character of my story to express what things feel like to them, to accurately give life to my characters, to make my readers feel the situation, to describe all that pain or happiness into a few words. Sometimes it is just impossible to depict the true emotions but I still go on unless I am satisfied what I came up with.

No doubt of it, that it is the reason of my comfort and peace of mind whenever I am able to bring you some stuff and the cause of my sleepless nights whenever I fail to.

The writer sees the world with a complete different view. He examines the events with a whole different perspective. He sees with the inner eye (not the ordinary one).

I write until my fingers are numb, my mind satisfied and my heart bleeds and trust me, it takes a whole lot of me to bring you something worthy. .. ...

Sometimes I want to be left alone.

Sometimes I want to be left alone.

Sometimes I want to be included.

Most of the time I want to be included with the option to be left alone....

I don't know who you are but yet I love who you were

I don't know who you are but yet I love who you were ...

I love to see the change in weather but don't want to see the change in behave...

I know how to walk alone with every storms , my mother told I walked straight in the 8th month of my birth...

I'm not challenging the phases even don't afraid from the false praises...

I know you don't like who I'm , but who I'm I like in me most....

I'll never say you damn care & ll never say time ll change the scene....

I'm there everywhere , where you breath with don't care....

Listen , my deaf , blind & dump soul ...

How I said listen just try to feel , my feeling less....

Promises, I didn't made but what I made always exist . .. ....

Silence is just an excuse but soul of mine noisy ... .. .

The truth is, no matter how hard you try

The truth is, no matter how hard you try, there are going to be days that leave you feeling absolutely rubbish. You will feel lost, worthless, sad, down, powerless and even tired of living. There will be times when all you want to do is hide from the world and run away from all the responsibilities, all the tasks you have yet to complete. Once in a while you will question why you were even born. Yes, days like these will happen, no matter how much you try to fill your life with positivity and good things. Life is not always going to be sunshine and pretty flowers, smiles and a heart full of love. And that is truly okay, for that is only human. You will be alright again. Until then, please be gentle with yourself. Stop being so damn hard on yourself and take all the time you need to mend your heart.

Not everything works out the first time.

Not everything works out the first time. That’s okay. Growth means attempting new challenges, many of which we will fall short of. We can see it as failing, or we can see it as practice. We can retreat into ourselves, or we can take what we’ve learned and move forward. Failure or practice. It all comes down to how you look at things. Your mindset is your destiny. It’s all up to you.

You’re going to have moments

You’re going to have moments where you break down over things you thought you had moved past. This doesn’t mean you’re not progressing in your healing. If anything, these moments of feeling, which you might have previously blocked or avoided, are proof that you are progressing through this.

The soul is tired,eyes are blocked,

The soul is tired,eyes are blocked,ears are ceased,legs are broken,the entire body is choked up,heart is sinking but still it is pounding, may be there's a hope out ov all bleakness but WHY?

U could get it urself,from urself,for urself!

U may wonder bleakly with eyes of a dark universe wherein the hope is inside a dark room like a jet black dot in a fully blackish corner full o' blackness! Again the question is WHY?

Ur soul urges u to find that answer coz u're wondering. Sometime at someplace u get that damn HOPE. U ponder every time either u nod off or u're sleeping with ur eyes OPEN! U're dead intrinsically or extrinsically although u get that crap, I'm sure enough u got that CRAP! Isn't u? For sure am talkin' about HOPE (u might laugh!). Ultimately,u got it but after frequent wander with apparent dead. Again there's a question from where u got it? From WHOM u got it?

He's HIM! The absolute HIM! Who fills u with great white hope and certainty to bright ur soul to glow fully!

Man up being!I'm here with you in u!Keep that faith in!🌼

^^If ur hope is in ALLAH then it's not a crap even so it's a thing with feathers!➿