When I was a little girl, the world around me was like a bubble. I now think, if I would have popped my finger out of that bubble in those days, the world would have not been observed as a merry-go-round by me. A small girl who bombarded her parents with a “WHY”, “HOW” and “WHEN” frequently and who was fearless to burst the bubble and come face to face with the ruthless reality pertaining in the society; but Alas! The vindictive time, it always has a great timing! At the age of 4, this girl asked her teacher, “Ma’am, why can’t birds speak?” That day her teacher told her that every WHY in the world can not be answered and due to the undeveloped brain cells which failed to analyze the answer in the appropriate manner, that answer of the teacher was saved as a permanent file in ROM of her brain that could never be removed. Whenever, she faced a situation or a question and as soon as her brain used to prepare her for asking WHY due to the perplexity, the same stored file used to bang her head at the right moment reminding her of the teacher’s answer. She laid in her bed every night wondering how the sky is standing without pillars when no building can. She marveled how the sun shines so brightly when the moon was merely the opposite. She was bewildered when she questioned herself why the sea is so immense that she can’t see the ending spot. The perplexed questions ended every night with an exposure to the unexpected valley of dreams. Hence, that is the time when this 4 year old girl started coming out of the sealed bubble. She now wanted to be a colorful butterfly which can fly and be responsible for her very own flight.
This girl started developing wings and the bubble was harmed every time her wings flapped at any instant. She lived in the world of her QUESTIONNAIRE. The questions, she kept to herself which were ultimately the reason for the quest to discover and explore beyond her knowledge. She wanted someone to hold up to her and answer her; she again faced hard time analyzing which medium could be the safest. Yeah, her wit clicked, why not her very own mother; but again that permanently stored answer of the teacher amplified her mystification and that is when she discovered that there exist a PAPER and a PENCIL that can be her best friend and unlike any other beings on this planet, their mouths will be forever sealed. She was amazed to discover such an innovative idea and at the age of 8, she started maintaining her very own registers. She did not want anyone to know about her thoughts regarding anything; she wanted those journals to be as personal as her body was to her. She was unaware of the fact that an eight year old doll would not be given sufficient privacy to survive and hence would be intruded more than once if the hidden registers came across the eyes of her guardians. She tried her level best to never let anybody know that she writes to release the burden off her shoulders; she carried those registers in her bag every time with an unpleasant fear of her thoughts becoming publicized.
Around the corner, this truth was not concealed for a very long time and she found her mother reading one of her private journal once she woke up from a very sound sleep. That was the first time she ever yelled at anybody. She was crying, she was blaming herself, she was regretting for choosing paper to be her best friend as it eventually showed its disloyalty. There was nothing confidential mentioned in those journals which could not be read by her mother but the very mutual thought of how untrustworthy even a non-living thing can be occupied her and this trauma didn’t end well. Her mother held her, caressed her, kissed her and embraced her collecting her entirely in her maternal arms where she sobbed for an eternity. She kept repeating the same line of how she hated herself. Within this phase, she realized one of her very good qualities that she doesn’t require an eternity to get over a mishap. Within two days, she was the same cheerful girl who lived in her own world with the same innocent heart building more question with every passing moment but now she did not have any best friend. At school, she was a quiet and shy girl who always succeeded in academics with a remarkable margin but showed no interest in any extra co-curricular activities. The time continued to pass by and taught her various lessons of life but she missed that unfaithful friend of hers – PAPER! The only thought that used to startle her was that why could she not forgive her best friend? After a year or so, she recovered and was friends with PAPER again. This time she wanted to be more aware of her mother not reading anything; she was now growing into an adolescent and the life was chasing her like she was a bone being chased by a starving dog. She continued filling sheets and sheets with her personal experiences, her daily affairs, how the world haunted her, how she wanted to be everything but not a wife (like her mother), how she wanted to explore the space and etc. The dreamy world was yet not over until 12, subsided with mature thoughts than her age-group. Even her dreamy world craved the meaning of life and the reason behind her existence. She often used to write about it when she entered into a very charming and alluring phase of any human’s life – TEENAGE!
Now this doll was 13; no more a doll indeed. She was a grown up girl who was ready to flap her wings open and explode the bubble confining her abilities. She flew swirling around the boundaries of life and exploded it with a charisma. Her teenage was abnormal or rather should I say it was normal because it was not the same boy-friends, drinks, clubs, pubs and dance floors that united her life and thrilled her but it was her escalating confidence that made her “UNIQUE” in the gatherings. Her parents were astounded themselves, she was paranormal with her brain grasping more than required for her age. She was no more a shy doll but a confident and stunning girl who could sway around with daffodils and make the universe dance on her finger tips. She turned out to be a debater where her teachers encouraged her to debate frequently to enhance her inborn skills with the weapon of experience. The paper remained her best friend throughout; though it was disloyal at times but she realized how her best friend could be someone else’s friend too. Her acquaintances called her arrogant, rude, she was blamed for her attitude when all she did was smile – her gleaming eyes smiled to their remarks. She was blessed with an enriched soul, all her job was to nourish it with plenty of resources in order to live up to what is expected of her by the world as well as Him.
This girl is ordinary just like YOU. A compassionate soul living in everybody – the only difference between YOU and her is she listened and responded to her soul since the day it called out to her; she was accomplishing what she was asked for by her Almighty. This is a time to catch the right bus at the right station and listen to your blaring soul, let the questions seep your heart, get a medium to express yourself and immortal soul BUT be aware of the hazards and obstacles on your way because no accomplishment can be achieved without the audacity to try. Live every moment in a sacred way cause neither can you trust your breath nor your life – this little doll gave us the same message of how to never trust the voices you hear from your ears but trust the sole voice that you can hear from the ears of your heart and soul – the voice of Eternity.
Great post, I really enjoyed reading it 🙂
Thank you Matt! I appreciate you sparing some time from your busy schedule and reading my blog. It means a lot! =)
What a stunning post! You constantly amaze me. Not only great advice but worded so expertly and compassionately.
My PC has been down for a week but I will check for later post!
Love coming at you
Thank you so much June! And you continue to amaze me with so much love you have for all the bloggers around you!!
No problem! See you soon!!
Love you loads,
You’re 17? And you wrote that? I am astounded! I will say, I saw it was a long post, and I was just going to click another link, then I saw it was you so decided to read it.
I am really glad I did. It was extremely moving. Thank you for that Naima
I turned 18 last month, I think I need to update ABOUT ME section! lol. I have been seeing your photography but am not getting the chance to comment! Just know I am your fan with your camera!!! See you soon on your blog and thank you very much for expressing your love towards my writing! I am humbled!!!
With loads of love and blessings,
Thank you Naima – happy belated birthday
Thank you so very much and you are always welcome!!
you are a wonder, Naima….Love, Linda
It is all about your love, dear one.
NAIMA, WOW my friend this is so wonderful, you are just amazing thank you for sharing this wow I am just so enthralled with you!
Thank you so very much for reading and acknowledging it Len! Thank you for the smile you blessed me with your comment!
This is so stunning
so heart centred ! Gorgeous !
Thank you so very much for leaving a comment.
Much love right back,
Really really beautiful – no one is ordinary
yet we are all the same 🙂
You are so wise for your age 🙂 wow 🙂
Huge hugs xx
And you are always encouraging!! =)
Hugs right back,
i am glad You feel that way 🙂 xx
Have a great One xoxoxo
You know the best thing about yourself? You are just so awesome to boost the other’s spirit and self esteem! I have observed you commenting on various blogs and your enthusiastic comments blow the bloggers off their seat! Your excitement and love can be felt!
Hugs & Kisses,
I am Glad You can Feel Love 🙂
It’s in everyone ! One
🙂 i am not any different than anyone – at all
We are spirit – in human bodies
Just a matter of letting light shine outwards 🙂
Lots of Love
and much humility for that response .
But we are all the same ……………………
🙂 We are xoxo
Hugs and kisses Back xo
We are all the same and you are extraordinarily lovely, sweetheart! ❤
As Are You ! xo
Smiling widely …
Me Too 🙂 🙂 🙂
there are people who can be trusted out there. The bad part is they don’t usually wear yellow hats or a big sign.
At times, I wonder if people out there really know the meaning of this word! Seems like many don’t!
are you ?
What do you think?
Oh — answering a question with a question, very tricky!
Learnt so much from you only – especially the tricky parts!! [Smiling]
( smile )
I like that [Smiling]
are you a trustworthy friend ?
I believe so!
that’s good. Always remember that to have a trusted friend, you need to be one.
But on the good side, as unique as you are, if you can be a trusted friend, then there is bound to be someone almost as unique as you!
I have been really unfortunate when it comes to friends. I have never had a friend who isn’t selfish and at times think about me before ever thinking about themselves. People have used me and treated me as a trash can once taken an advantage of me. Does that prove that I am not a trustworthy friend? I wont brag about myself but I barely remember anybody blaming me for not keeping their trust!
PS– There is something about you, I can’t hold on things to myself when it comes to you! Can I trust you?
I would have to answer that with, you either trust me or you don’t. You must make that choice.
It doesn’t sound like you have always chosen wisely in the past.
Yeah, I have never chosen wisely. The people I have called my best friends have had been the real mess in my life yet I wont complain I don’t have good people around me – I really do have many but my choice has never been too appropriate! I think the very first reason why I fall so badly every time is that I am not judgmental and may be taking risk is running in my blood!
Anyway, I trust you! I was stupid to even ask you that! With you things come out from my heart on their own! May be daughter-dad attraction eh?
maybe trust is like a seed. You plant it, and if you water it too much it dies. As it grows you can water it more and more and it is strong enough to stand it.
Eventually, the little seed can grow a great tree, if it is nurtured.
As for judgmental, a knucklehead is a knucklehead, and it always makes sense to avoid them.
Now that you are a big girl, managing risk becomes more important.
Are you at school now?
No, I will be getting my visa by next week and then I will be off for my school!
I like the way you explained it but I believe I have been unfortunate to in the case of friends!
what an adventure that will be. Are you excited ?
I have already had enough adventure! Too much document processing, too much visits here and there – I’m excited and worried! In fact, I feel you are much more excited than me! [Laughing]
If I get too excited, I just take a nap.
I am off to bed, if you need to contact me with something you don’t want broadcast drop me a note.
Tomorrow I am off for Philadelphia to visit my youngest at art school!
I think you are going to bed now and you should be as it is a big day tomorrow! Hope you have a good visit there!! She will be too happy to see you !!
Good Night and Sweet Dreams!
Keep Smiling.. It is a power booster for many of us here!
Naima! What a tribute to the innocence of childhood, and the beauty of youth. To question and explore is a gift, and to follow your heart is courageous. I’m truly glad to have met you…(and I would love for you to post an extract from one of those journals, one that is safe to share, of course?!). Either way, thanks for sharing this insight into you 🙂
Thank you Alarna for your beautiful comment! =)
I surely will share something from those journals looking into the matter which can bring out something useful for my readers too!
Keep smiling and take care,
You are you and need be nothing further.
I like that attitude!!! How are you doing ??
Lovely Naima! Th epost is amazing and so sincerely felt and written with complete honesty.You just laid down your reflection as it is. Its beautiful to see the growing up of such a sweet human being right fom the beginning and now I can know the great knack and talent you have in writing is becoz of all this. wish you much luck ahead and hope you get the best of experiences to evolve you into a wonderfulwoman and an excellent writer.
Your comment brought a smile to my face along with tears. Such an emotional comment. Life at times becomes so judgmental and we keep living it as an examination! Thank you very much for your response – I’m honored!
welcome Naima and blessings !
Blessings for you and your family.
“to catch the right bus at the right station and listen to your blaring soul” is absolutely clever. i really enjoyed your piece here involoving your formulation in life. more importantly, i see a very confident lady that will certainly achieve her dream and goals:))
Thank you so much for reading Don though I know you aren’t a big fan of prose but your effort is acknowledged and I absolutely adore you for reading this one! Thank you very much for the encouragement!! =)
never trust the voices you hear from your ears but trust the sole voice that you can hear from the ears of your heart and soul – the voice of Eternity, This is the real path I greet you 🌹
Thank you so very much for your valuable comment. It means whole a lot to me! This was the best ending I could thought of at that moment!
Peace & Light,
Good point and structured very well 🙂 . When we start asking “Why” “When” etc, It tunes our sixth sense to think and perform better. Only few use 50% of their 6th sense remaining are below par.
Good way to comment when you start stating facts in between too! Smart you as always! Thank you for the appreciation!
Amazing composition of different stages in the life which was build using strong and unbroken words. Impeccable 🙂
Thank you so much for expressing your love in beautiful words! I am honored!
I was left only with words to express things 🙂
And those words were quite convincing =) Hope you are doing good.
It’s great to hear that ur convinced =) Good to see you back so soon 🙂
Hahaha . Back? Where?
Here??? from yesterday!!!
Too busy with my granny!
You made your granny busy or she made you busy!!!
Hi Namia! i have chosen you for the The Līgo Circle of Appreciation.it’s not an award but a appreciation. the rules and such are in my blog. this is the post from the lady that chose me if you want to read it to, http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/2012/10/01/ligo-circle-of-appreciation . you are so great at your poems and stories here! 🙂
Thank you so very much! I am honored to receive this from you!
I love journals.
Same hereeee!! =)
A pencil to naima is like a magic wand to an angel. You both make wonders with it!
Awwww… thank you so much! I am blessed to have people like you around who have such noble thoughts about me! [lol]
Anyway what about the translation, dude??
It’s not coming well 😉
Why is that so? If you can comment like a wonder guy then why not translate like a super translator [better than Google translator, I am sure]
I will try for sure 🙂
Btw, How can you write so well at this age? I’m still a tubelight 😀
Cause I have been writing since eight, TUBE LIGHT!! [Lol]
Jokes apart, it is God-gifted so I thank Him everyday! =)
And you write well too – just I do not understand the language ya write in! Poor me!
Do not write everything about you in internet! Trust me! Don’t publish this! Hugs.
Ummmm.. Thank you for your kind advice. I will look into it for sure =)
I think is a phyhological think, everytime I am asking to people not to publish my comment, they are doing it. What I am asking is valuable only for you. Ok, Mrs.? Smiling.
Goodness! Your comment was already published!! But how come I became Mrs from Miss???
PS– I am removing this post!
What a heartwarming journey this really is 🙂
I do not remember anything I did when I was 8 and that is because… well… because I really did nothing 😛 You already are steps ahead of me 🙂
I guess this happens with all of us, at some point of time or the other. I remember my mother reading my diary, thinking I would not know. But I do not know why, I did not mind. In retrospect, I can understand this- maybe because I was such a show-off 😀 or maybe because I simply did not care much about privacy.
But writing since 8 is a commendable achievement. The habit is good, even if the worldview is not that evolved at that time. And, when you see more of life, you would understand that the difference between things good and great is the habit of doing something naturally. So, the way I see it- this is a wonderful start.
I have been an avid movie watcher,a critic for an established newspaper here and for that reason, most of my learnings are from the movies I see. There is this movie “Dead Poets Society”- you should watch it. Once you are done watching, we can discuss it in detail. My favourite quote from the movie remains,” we must look at things differently” : and that is precisely my wish for you. Good luck and godspeed 🙂
Wow! You have been a critic for a newspaper – not that sounds more like fun ! I am headed to watch “Dead Poets Society” and then yes we can have a discussion but accept my apologies if I wont be able to do it as I am quite busy now a days! So yeah, I can do sit ups later on whenever you would want it!
Thank you so much for appreciating and you know, I feel you guys are reckless that’s why privacy ain’t your concern or may be you guys are too macho from the very young age to ignore things! [lol]
Anyway, I hope everything is good at your end =)
Ohh.. I did forget about your university thing. Apologies. That thing must be going on right ? Well… You movies can definitely wait for the time being, not for me though- I had an exam today and have one on tuesday again- watched a movie today 😛 Its a disease 😐
I can understand that privacy is not much of an issue with guys. But as I have come to think of it, I do not understand the logic behind a lot of unwarranted blocking that we do. Like the other day, I was talking to my lady friend about making albums on facebook public and she was bent on proving me wrong. My argument is, if at all I choose to hide things- it should entirely be my choice and not because of the existence of people who scan and ogle my pictures. I should not change the way I am because someone is looking. Of course, this logic does not go with everything in the world… but it is related, so mentioned around here 🙂
Do let us know how the thing with university went… 🙂
Good luck and godspeed !
I truly enjoy your blog and have nominated it for an award! Please see the details at http://tinylessonsblog.com/2012/10/07/appreciation-in-multitude/. Take care Tiny
Thank you so much, I am honored to have been awarded! =)
This Article is really beyond the vision!!!!Excellent one..The few words abt soul were superb ..Ur imagination is beyond limits..Few ppl r blessed with this capability..Keep going NAIMA….Hope ur wings will still grow bigger and bigger..and plz forgive me as I didnt read ur past few articles..I was a bit busy with placements frm the past one month…By the way a good news..I will tell u later…hope ur fine and my loving regards to mom and dad..god bless u “DOLL”…..
Hey, write to me on my new email. email@example.com
Write on this email and let me know of the good news and your updates!
Thank you for your encouragement and words of praise. I am on cloud nine on receiving comments from you! No need to be sorry, I can expect how busy a mechanical engineer can get but you keep rocking and studying and make your mum and dad proud and of course me too!!
Keep Smiling, Take care, regards to your mum and dad and deedhi of course!
See ya soon,
thanks a lot GURUJI….check out ur mail..u will definitely feel glad…
I already did and answered you! =)
Commendable job, Naima! You possess such a great talent really, and writing since you were JUST 8, is just so amazing!
It felt like a touching journey, and even I found my experiences of life here. You have written this with such honesty, the words flow to your head and heart at the same time. Lovely.
Good luck. Have a great day. 🙂
Thank you so much Tapish. I am even glad to receive such an honest comment over an honest post! Thank you for your wishes and love. Have a very good day too.
It is so interesting to read stories about the little simple dream we had on each of our childhood’s day, and it is even more interesting to know how one can keep a dream and good heart when face with many future adversities. You have set up a good dream, and with a good heart my dear friend, all I can say like a saying in one of the science fiction movie, ‘never give up, never surrender!’.
I used to write and keep journals of news and articles that I cut and pasted from newspaper and magazines. They are still with me even they are more than 20years old now. I do not remember if I have asked many questions to the world when I was a child, the only vivid thing I remember is that everything in the world is so beautiful to me, especially when I look at the galaxy across the sky, and when I say wow that I forgot to ask why :).
Wish you have the wing to soar ever higher, see further, and enjoy every moment of life, bless you :)!
Very fine post, Naima. 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Really glad to know much about our *thesubterraneanworld* gal! 😀 🙂
Awww… you have been sweet, kind and generous since ever!!
Hahahah! Tangu tangu. 😉 😛
Wise and creative words of a growing human being.
You never fail to make me smile and kind a*blush* at times! lol
Have a good early morning!