I don't particularly like myself.

Is not a special man, nor one who plays a significant role in my life. But he deserves mention.

I only see him when I take my 'late' bus.. The bus that I take when I don't feel like going to work early.

The first time I saw him he was with a woman I presume to be his wife. She was holding a baby, I presume to be theirs. He in work clothes and she in ( Read more... )

But I have a strong feeling that I'm not meant to live in this country for long.

Interesting, since I've never been away for more than 2 weeks.

Ramadhan is quickly escaping us again, and it's the time where it's most crucial to take advantage of it. I haven't been consistent, but InshaaAllah.. InshaaAllah.. These 10 days will be fruitful.

And seeing that I've been spending less time eating/thinking of what to eat.. I've been given more time to reflect. Allah has the most beautiful ways of ( Read more... )

When I read their stories, I realize that I haven't been through much in this life. Whatever challenges I've faced in the past, is nothing compared to what some of these kids are going through. It's inaccurate to label me as the teacher - I'm learning more than I teach.

So in return, I want to give them everything I have.

What is happiness? What is truth? Does it matter? Does it matter to me? Does it matter to anyone? Should it matter that it matters to me? Why am I asking all these questions?

I don't know. Maybe more when I feel more coherent

Most of the time, books make better company than people.

It's funny how every time I think I am strong, something happens to throw it back in my face. I'm on the ground, put in my place, weak again.

Dayumn, I was gonna elaborate on the things that have been throwing me off balance, but somehow the words that I chose to describe my feelings helped to put me in a different mood.

There are very few things ( ( Read more... )

If we were truly the people of Alhamdulillah, we would never complain.

I need to make some changes in my life.

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I feel secondary. Maybe I should move you down my priority list too.

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