Category: Writings
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Happy Birthday, Grandma.
You’re bliss itself, you know that? I remember walking into your room in the afternoons to find you watching the news, and somehow even that was mesmerizing. I looked up to this genuine human being that had everything from class, sophistication, beauty, talent, love and much more. Remembering times when you taught me little things…
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Effortlessly Misunderstood
Did you understand what I said? How my ‘okay’ pleaded for a hug, and how my ‘never mind’ begged you to stay. Did you get what I said, today? ‘Good morning’ screamed ‘I miss you’, and ‘goodbye’ a thought so far away.
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Desk Job Thoughts
She sits at her desk, pen in hand Drawing the little sketches of flowers she sees in her thoughts She stares out the foggy window, imagining the snow-covered mountain she’d like to visit Phones ring as stories of a sacred love play on her mind Lost in daydreams, she finds herself..
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Reaching Professional Happiness
Today I attended a lecture by Mr. Faris Alshareef, and following are a few points to summarize what he explained: 1. Surround yourself with successful, positive people who will only bring you higher. 2. Dedication and consistency are the biggest keys to accomplish what you truly want. 3. Talk about your dreams to the…
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Transitions
In this new journey of self discovery that I’ve recently started, I’ve learned that transitioning from one version of yourself to another will make people around you feel uncomfortable. It’s not because you’re doing anything wrong, it’s just that they’ve gotten used to a certain idea of you and don’t want that to change. It’s…
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An Intimate Confession
I’ve always felt as though I was meant for something greater. I was told by people that I had a certain “je ne sais quoi”, but I never truly understood why. Lately, however, things have gotten clearer and have become more profound. Profound enough to notice. I see some things that I do and think…
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Bittersweet Understanding
There are things that come naturally to some, and to others it often feels like the battle of a lifetime. I sometimes wonder how it is that I understand and observe my surroundings, allowing them to sink into me. When it comes to myself, however, I am left baffled with confusion and uncertainty. I do…
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Carpe Diem
It felt right, and I want to be right for the rest of my life. I wanted to be right for the rest of my life. What scared me the most is that you could either be the happiest or saddest thing to happen to me, and that’s all in your hands. I wouldn’t allow…
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Confessions of a Workaholic
‘Do you like to work?’, They’d ask. I sit there for a second, and really think about it.. Do I? I like the fact that when I’m working, I can’t think of anything else. I can’t think about what happened yesterday, what’s going to happen today or what may happen in 10 years. I can’t…
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Winter Bliss
There’s a thing about winter that makes it special. A kind of loneliness in the air that makes you feel not so alone. The cold breeze through the window in the morning and the howling wind looking for someone to share the thrill up their spine. It’s a different kind of happiness. It’s a feeling…
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November
What’s more beautiful than the cold breeze of air through the windows in the morning? The winds between the locks of hair, sinking into the skulls of numb faces. Numbness. Familiarity in the senses, inside and out. Creating nothing but blissful balance in the struggle between what we are inside out. It’s perfect. For once,…
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Different Skins
Have you ever wondered if a mask could hurt you? Sometimes, you get so caught up in being someone else, that you do things your real self could never bear. It’s like you’re sitting backstage, with the camera just staring blankly outside while helplessness takes over. Is this me? I can’t really tell. I’m a…
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Merry-Go-Round
Remember that feeling on the merry-go-round? You can’t focus, Can’t look straight, and all you feel is a constant misplacement. That’s how my brain feels like. Like an endless merry-go-round ride, with bullies that won’t let you off the damn thing. It’s silly to think of it that way, but I like to simplify things…
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Dysfunctional
All night I heard nothing but the sound of my rumbling air conditioner. I saw nothing but the flickering night lights through the corners of my window, and felt nothing but divine numbness. Expectations soared high, like the kite I imagined flying on the white sand beach I drew in my mind. Nothing seemed calmer,…
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Thoughts Astray
She was lying down, her bare back covered with nothing but a thin layer of sheets and her misty hair. All she did was think. All she did was hope. All she did was remember the memories that made her smile. “I’ll come back for you.” The memories that made her eyes glitter by the…
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