The Lost Key

We are all in a maze

 

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It was a lost key.

That no one seemed to realize that they needed for all those unanswered questions.

The lost belief and faith

They lost it, and now they’re finding another one to replace it.

I am still finding the key; it’s the key that would bring all humankind together.

The key is our creator. We need to find him to open all our doors.

We need to realize that in the midst of everything, we have forgotten to find the lost key. We have forgotten that there is Allah, who is the answer to all our questions.

In the middle of our everyday lives, we have forgotten the beginning of that valuable breath. We are all in a maze, and we are all following one way; the way that everyone is going, because we are afraid of being left alone. Without realizing that we are not exactly alone. We just need to follow our hearts and find the lost key inside the maze, the key that unlocks all door.

We feel lost because we are lost. From the most valuable and priceless thing. And we only need to realize that we have lost it so that we can start searching for it with all our might.

He is our only hope. There is no other way.

I Write…

For my sanity

I write when I am happy

I write when I am sad. 

I write when I feel like crying and I know that there would be no one who would really listen and understand the echoes in my head. 

I write to calm down my <!–more–>mind’s vivid imagination; if I wouldn’t write, I wouldn’t have been able to sleep at night. 

And mostly, I write for my sanity. 

My writings are my therapy. They are the reason I can stay calm when everything around me is crashing and nothing is going too well. It helps me understand myself better and all the jumbled thoughts that are running around in my head – it helps create an order.

I question every thought in my brain, and I need to write to find answers. 

The shoulder to lean on that everyone talks about ? -That’s my writings for me. 

At the end of day, when nothing is going well and words cannot come out of my mouth, I know that I can always go back and just write. In order to share, explian all of the things that I believe in; with the people who would actually love to listen. And when days come by where words escape me from my mind and heart, I read and listen to others hearts. 

Writing and reading are just beautiful. They show you, that impacts can be made with silence too. 

When I write, I use my mind and my heart, they work together in such unison to create a perfect balance. It’s a complete definition of pouring one’s heart out. 

I just love writing. 

It’s beautiful how when one reads something, they interpret it in the situation they are in at that moment; in their own perspective. When you read someones writing, you are forced to listen, concentrate and understand. And it touches you, deep in your heart, because you feel exactly the emotions that one was going through. 

I know that when I read what I write now, ten years later; I will read everything from a very different perspective. It will be a different feeling, listening to the emotions that ‘were’- creating a sense of nostalgia, for the person I was.  Because writing is timeless. 

You could say I write for selfish reasons. I do it for myself completely. 

Disastrous Adventures

Confessions that mothers shouldn’t know about

Stove Fire Series

 

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At this point of my life – I am not a kitchen person. 

I try to avoid that territory altogether, hence, not a lot of disasters have happened recently. I have been demotivated by the number of horrible creations that

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Sister-In-Law To Be

The hopes and aspirations of an expectant sister in law

In most marriages, I mostly hear people speak illy about first, their mother-in-law and then second, their sister-in-law.

The grooms sisters are usually the biggest trouble they say.

I have not experienced it yet. There is no final vote on who is usually at fault, however I believe that it

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Illusions

This is my illusion

“Everything is just temporary; Emotions, thoughts, people and scenery. Do not become attached, just flow with it” _Anonymous

I’ve been trying to figure things out and itching to write about this for a long time but I’ve been putting it off because I did not know what to title it. I finally came up with ‘Illusions’ and I thought… Why not?

Every day I see things and I inwardly laugh to myself and at myself for all the things that are happening, and I’m like what are we even doing?

Living our lives like there will always be tomorrow or even the next hour

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The Independent Girl

Being independent as a choice of survival

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“I believe that we are who we choose to be. Nobody is going to come and save you. You’ve got to save yourself nobody is going to give you anything, you’ve got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want except you, and nobody will be as sorry as you if you don’t get it. So don’t give up on your dreams” -unknown

I live by this quote.

Whenever I feel down or berated

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