Journey for two

We're meant to be one - two bodies but a single soul!

We’re meant to be ‘one’ – two bodies but a single soul.

The core of my heart is blue,
Seeking love to breakthrough,
Enchanted in your spell, I knew,
Life will never give me such a view,
I abandoned everybody in my crew,
Fearless, I lived on the edge like you,
Suddenly, it was me drinking your youth,
I poised motionlessly on the truth,
I surrendered my freedom to you,
I poisoned my self esteem to get through,
I stabbed my courage before it grew,
I let my passion burn in ashes few,
I disarmed myself for there was nothing due,
No battles anymore, the pictures I drew,
The Blood spattered wind as it blew,
For now was the time to comprehend this clue,
The journey of love is a ride for two.


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Almost()

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Almost absolutely,
He took away my breath;
Almost single-handedly,
He conquered my heart.

Almost immediately,
He confessed his love;
Almost spontaneously,
He promised me a ‘Forever’.

Almost motionlessly,
He made his first move;
Almost gracefully,
He lifted me in his arms.

Almost generously,
He blew his kisses;
Almost miraculously,
He build us up.

Almost quickly,
He savoured every inch of my body;
Almost boldly,
He claimed what belonged to him.

Almost effortlessly,
He became my world;
Almost promptly,
We were each other’s abode.

Almost massively;
We grew in love;
Almost flawlessly,
We held each other.

Almost necessarily,
We chose a wrong path;
Almost certainly,
We agreed to separate.

Almost accusingly,
His eyes didn’t utter a word;
Almost mournfully,
I accepted the Fate’s challenge.

Almost shortly,
I realised what I have lost;
Almost horrifyingly,
There was no way back.

Almost carefully,
I took a wound to my heart;
Almost soothingly,
I lived in peace with the pain.

Almost hungrily,
I waited and waited;
Almost harshly,
I realised the truth.

Mostly, life will almost stop happening;
If I can precisely predict about its certainty.


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Invisibility

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For as long as she was in his life, my presence wouldn’t count. For as long as I will have to be compared to an image of another being who was clearly seamless, I wouldn’t relish my imperfect reality. For as long as I was invisible to him, I would have to retaliate to convince him that I exist; that I have feelings too and that there beats a heart in the centre of my body that is capable of loving and hating. Now, it was in his hands to decide which of the lesser evil to choose.

Beyond Betrayal

I surrender to the voice of your heart; Hold me tight before the good tear us apart!

I surrender to the voice of your heart;
Hold me tight till death do us part!

I am tired of pretending that everything is fine;
There are deep scars behind this smile of mine.
I am over-thinking and playing with insanity in my head;
I am wide awake but my body is sleeping instead.
“I want to talk it out”, you screamed;
I stayed quiet and guide you through my thoughts as it seemed.
You penetrate through the cells of my mind;
My body’s alert with its defense guarded in case you’re left behind.
As my system senses an intruder within;
It shuts down immediately before it could sin.
I hear your voice echoing in my brain;
As my body experiences shock and strain.
My immune system is ashamed and has no other choice;
My body is already losing its voice.
What about my heart; will it stop beating?
Will you be satisfied now that finally God and I will be meeting?
Now that I know my body betrayed me;
Destined to be dead, destined to be free.

Be Yourself!

Being Yourself is the best thing you can give to this world!

Being Yourself is the best thing you can give to this world!

This life is playing with me, doesn’t it play with everybody? However, what is the gist for grief and joy to be a part of my life when I now wish that it should be neutrality to embrace me. My heart is fragile; it weeps when I am miserable and it doesn’t know how to confine the sorrow. It laughs when I am ecstatic not knowing how to cater for my bliss. Why is it that I am never contented? Is it just me or that’s normal for Earthlings?

I want a life where I can choose the outcome of my activities. I want to be a judge of my very own actions. Am I asking too much? Is it too much to ask for people to mind their own business and let me mind my own? Is it too much to ask of people to not watch me in a bizarre manner if my arms are linked with my best friend’s and my hair are dyed pink. I do not care what they think about me but when the ‘staring business’ happens frequently, it makes me curious of what beauty is confined in me that people are attracted to give more than a glimpse to an ordinary girl like me.

My mother once told me that I have to be ‘Myself’ no matter what other people think of me. Now, that I haven’t seen my mother in past six years; I wonder if her advice would be the same. Should I continue to be myself or should I start paying heed to the cold stares and judgmental looks around me? My mother watches down on me every night from the Heaven. I hope I make her proud.

I am fifteen years old. My life is shaking and I have passed the point of knowing what right to do in which right place in when right time. Regardless, I have learnt something: I am in a better condition than many people in this world. I have clothes to wear, food to eat and clean water to drink unlike people living in less privileged areas like parts of Africa. I will always complain about something not being right or as per my wish because that’s the part of my human nature but I can take the time to be grateful to Almighty for all that I have.

Before it’s too late, we have to stop this Human Hypocrisy. The truth is you may not be perfect but you are yourself. Be thankful for what you have and who you are.
Learn and Survive – life is all about learning and surviving.

A Call For Action

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This can not be my abode,
Life does not have a hibernate mode,
Suddenly killing people can not be right,
Can black ever be transformed to white?

The color of innocent blood stains my soul,
Every inculpable death calls out for a just role,
Is it that the peace is unwanted?
Is it that we pretend to be united?

We tweet and post statuses; we shout and protest in rage,
We sympathise and compromise; we pretend we understand this Age,
Praying to Almighty to show a miracle at this stage,
Hoping for the goodness to free itself from this evil cage.

When nothing seems to be working, we pray day and night,
Muslims, Hindus, Jews and Christians – they pray to Allah, Krishna, Moses and Jesus,
The concept of God is different but the call is one,
These religions are distinct yet peace is what they yearn.

Don’t let a man’s religion define him for you,
This world needs us and we need to be true,
No religion preaches terrorism, murder and criminality,
Let’s stop this innocent blood shed – the result of forceful brutality.

For making this world a better place, we don’t need to go to Gaza or Syria,
We don’t need prompt updates on this manipulative social media,
Disconnect yourself and stop talking – it’s time for actions to speak louder than words,
Little deeds of goodness can broaden our horizon – challenging the spirit of a free bird.

Brace yourself for it’s you who can begin this journey of good,
Embrace yourself for it’s you who can bring the change you should,
Stop fooling yourself and stop praying for miracles,
Your actions are your warriors, miracles would happen merely when your warriors would.

Clueless

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“You’re hilarious!” exclaimed Aryan. Estella was observing Aryan chuckling with his friends from the corner of her eyes. His crystal aura and blue eyes at once earned him the attention of an attractive woman. Estella was convinced that he was not an ordinary man. She knew that he will be her last resort. She marched across the room and introduced herself to him. When she smiled, his knees were weak and he fell onto the ground leaving the crowd clueless. His eyes were shut and Estella disappeared in the smoke of the night. Estella was his imagination – a death call.

Be Inspired (Today And Everyday)

Evening People,

In this busy schedule, I am not likely to end up with a lot of time for myself or my hobbies but I try to keep pace with everything along the way. So for today, a little update from ‘Global-Unison’ or ‘Naima’ – any way you know me. 

I came across this video around a week ago and I am extremely inspired with this man’s words (Darryl Anka, a channel for an extra-terrestrial, Bashar) so I decided to share it here.

We need to remind ourselves everyday that we deserve happiness and every right to exist in this world because we are an essential part of this world. Think of this world as a jigsaw puzzle and yourself as one of the pieces of that puzzle then without you, the puzzle would not complete. Pamper yourself and let yourself be loved. Be capable of giving and receiving love, be capable of being you. I hope you all find these words inspiring too and this reminds you of how precious every second of our life is. 

Life is short, love living it and let all the odds be in your favor! 

Happy New Year!

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So wait… Even before I forget what I am here for, let me say it loud! Happy New Year to my WordPress family. With law school, I feel like my life is in the fifth gear, where everything happens so fast and furious (Rest in Peace, Paul Walker). I can’t believe 2013 is already done and almost half of the month for 2014 gone as well. I wanted to do this post to shed light on what important happened in my life during 2013 despite of the fact that I have my exam tomorrow – I guess I needed a break from those thick books.

2013! I celebrated my last new year’s eve with my family back in my country unlike this year. After few days, I left for England and experienced the worst winters and snow of my life. Thanks to my immune system that I didn’t fall sick. 

I made a precious life-time friend, Syrics (Sisi) but I call her Gugu. She is one in a million. I can not go back and imagine my freshman year without her. She made sense out of my life and together we experienced and learnt a lot of stuff on our way. 

I and my family shifted to a new place back in my home country. My dad was working on that site for around 3 years and now that we have moved in there, I look forward to make as much memories as I can, when I go back during holidays.

I and Syrics no longer study together in the law school, she changed her course to Media Communication and I miss her plenty much during the lectures.

Moving out of student accommodation and living in a private accommodation is an ultimate joy. I feel like I own my place.It comes with more responsibilities but I find myself more independent and confident now. There is a tree outside my house, probably 100 to 150 years old and I call it Jade. We are best friends.

Plants vs Zombies (1 & 2) became my ultimate obsession and I can’t get over it. I am totally in love with my Zen Garden and for PvZ2, I want to hit million dollars and buy all the plants that are unlocked.

I wrote my very first legal assessed essay for Civil Justice System and in the very first shot, I secured Grade 1 that is 72%. Happiness on its peaks.

Tough luck embraced me closer to the end of the year and I had to make some tough decisions. Thank goodness everything ended well. I matured a lot during that period of time, I learn’t how crucial role the word ‘choice’ can play in one’s life.

Highlights of 2013:

Word of the year: Choice.
Strength of the year: Failure.
Color of the year: Purple/White.
Person of the year: Mom.
Love of the year: Dumbo.
Phrase of the year: For you, a thousand times over. – Khaled Hosseini.
Paragraph of the year (from a book): “She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy, Dr. Rasul. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.” – The Kite Runner.
Book of the year: The Lone Wolf.
Song of the year: Shiny Happy People by REM.
Show of the year: Prison break.
Best day of the year: May 1, 2013.
Worse day of the year: October 7 -8, 2013.
Lesson of the year: Motherhood & Forgiveness.
Blessing of the year: Dumbo.
Support of the year: My siblings!
Traits of the year: Love & Patience.
2013 in one word: Challenging.

Looking Forward…..

For year 2014, I have come up with few resolutions that I have to keep no matter what, at least try..

1) Reduce the consumption of coke.
2) Give a break to PvZ2!
3) Take time out to travel.
4) Whenever going back home, say ‘NO’ to Emirates and try different airlines.
5) Spare my hair some space and grow my bangs.
6) Brush my teeth in night (No excuses – I don’t want all my teeth to fall out at 40).
7) Avoid ignoring messages from people and try attending calls (have to stop running away).
8) Learn to play chess.
9) Forgive & Forget (Forgive part is easy, try to apply the forget part in real life as well).
10) Get closer to Almighty and continue the journey to discover my soul.
11) Eliminate working-at-the-eleventh-hour-rule from my life.

 

 

Hope is blooming (Get the most out of it!)

I haven’t felt this positive and self-assured in a long while. Though, its considerably chilly in here; weather is as usual crappy (I mean, wet and dry); long hours of university; even longer hours of reading (Law books – beyond boring) but its a perfect morning. A morning where sun may not be shining in the sky yet the hope and the joys this day can bring are endless. The mystery of how I do not know what the next moment holds within the vessel of life-time; happiness or misery – it convinces me to play this life-game in all fair means. Hope you all have a positive and productive day. Do not let “hope” slip away; this is an essential virtue that you will never want to get rid of. Cheers!

Flying in the air for days,
He forgot there existed a land,
Fighting the battles in haze,
He forgot he was a man,
Living everyday like the last one,
Chasing happiness and misery along,
He forgot to remember,
The feel of life, the touch of a mortal,
The grace of love, the passion to give,
The audacity to forgive, the promises to get by,
He forgot to remember,
He was a man, born to die.