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I see all thing in this world as natural.. and totally believe we are the one who make it be positive, negative, interestng, boring, enjoyable or anything...

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Perfectly imperfect

I once loved by a man who almost loved me, but not as much as this man love me.He loved her for almost everything she was & she decided that was enough to let him stay for a very long time.

He knew one of the women well, and had shared his universe with her. They had seen the same mountains, and the same trees, although each of them had seem them differently. She knew his weaknesses, his moments of hatred, of despair. Yet she was there at his side. They shared the same universe.

We are all headed in the same direction. We are being driven by a universal force to the same destination. We are all individuals taking different journeys and along our journey, we sometimes bump into each other, we cross paths, we become altered... we take different physical forms. But at all times we too are 100% perfectly imperfect. At every given moment we are absolutely perfect for what is required for our journey. I’m not perfect for ur journey and u r not perfect for my journey, but I’m perfect for my journey and u r perfect for ur journey. We’re heading to the same place, we’re taking different routes, but we’re both exactly perfect the way we are.
Like you, they are headed to the same place and no matter what they may appear like to u, they have taken the perfect form for their journey. How strong our relationships would be if we could see and respect that we are all perfectly imperfect for our journey.

All I want from u is to trust me with what little u can, and grow in loving people around u with the same love I share with u. It's not your job to change them, or to convince them. U are free to love without an agenda.



Family to be.. In Shaa Allah..

Let the picture describe how happy I was.. Yes...I fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes cried for it.. Alhamdulillah.. Praise to Him for everything.. My patience. It worth me twice..

So tell me who is the happier woman in the world?? Yess... Me! Me! What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.

In Shaa Allah.. Someday. We will. Sweet. Alive. Amin..

“Rules for Happiness: something to do, someone to love, something to hope for.”