Ma ♥
Well, it was mothers day a week or so back and this should have ideally been written then but then again:
1. Mothers Day is EVERYDAY.
2. And, you have to agree with me, there are WAY TOO MANY MOTHERS DAY’s in this world!! LOL.
Anyways, Mothers. We all have the weirdest relationships with our mothers. You grow up holding her hand all the way and she makes sure she nevers leaves your side.
For me, I know my mom has been the biggest strength for me. Her continuous prayers have brought me where I am today and continue to allow me to stand on my two feet. This may be true just for me, but when I was a teenager and I’d hear everyone say ’ Your mother is your best friend’, I’d just shun the statement. But today, I know the kind of relationship I have with my mother and she is one of my best friends. I have the worlds most annoying conversations with her and yet I kn ow she loves me selflessly (fingers crossed!) and is always has my back. She is some one I can completely trust and rely on at any time.
So, mama..this one is for you. I may not say/show this all the time but I love you too much. Many much. Thanks for making me the person I am. Thanks for being there for me whenever I needed you. Thanks for always being around. Thanks for all your prayers. Thanks for being my very own personal favourite Ma.
Same.
Love Harry Potter (the books).
I would rather be a comma, than a full-stop.
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I have been feeling a little off myself lately. Looking for jobs is not one of the best things in the world as many would agree! It’s nice and everything when you are settled and have money flowing in the account, not when you are out of college and living off your parents.
YES YES! I am from those people who want to make it big and be independent and do things on my own sort of person. And maybe that is why I am here in London looking for place in this world. My mom asked me a question recently and although I did understand her question, I actually didn’t have a proof-read and logical answer for her. She wanted to know why I was going through all this. Why was I struggling, when I could be in the comfort of my home and relaxing with my family instead? The truth is, I don’t know. I want this for myself cause it will be something I will be proud of tomorrow. It will be something I achieved on my own account. It will be a boost to my ego and self esteem. All these things and much more. I don’t know. Sometimes I feel I may be just being stubborn. I’m not sure.
So, I moved down to London from Glasgow cause things seemed brighter and better here. And I heard something from one of the places i had applied at in Dubai. Good news..YES. Definitely. But, it didn’t seem to make me happy. Well, not very happy and overjoyed to say the least. I know working in Dubai will be familiar and do me good and my family would be overjoyed to have me close to them, but I know I wont be happy and satisfied from within. I am a sucker for total satisfaction! What can I say. :/
That is when I realized that I needed to pay a personal visit to God. And so, I did. A friend of mine had mentioned the London central mosque to me on Baker Street. Thankfully, he had mentioned that it was North Baker Street. Easier for me to figure out the way (Let me mention, I don’t like using the Maps app on my phone. I prefer the walk letting me explore more of the place!). I got to the mosque and it was a wonderful feeling. Speaking with God always leaves me peaceful. I prayed and thanked for everything happening so far and asked for help to figure things out.
Well, things did partly fall a little in place but there are still some gaps that need to be filled. Quite a few gaps. Some gaps that i have been trying to fill for a while now. Well, the clock is tick tick ticking and I now have a month to sort things out to my advantage.
Ready.
Set.
Go.
And then there are dreams..
