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His words
Prompt : Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you? Edited Prompt : Songs —> Surah ( Chapters of the Holy Qur’an) I cannot classify three of the 114 chapters as important since all are equally important and beneficial, but I ‘ll try to list three chapters which helped me during difficult phases of my life. Surah Maryam. The chapter starts with a father’s (Prophet Zakariyyah) intense desire for a child and his sincere duas though he has attained old age. Lessons I learnt : Make dua intensely even if it seems impossible to you. Impossible is merely concepts of the mind.…
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Writing 101 – Unlock the mind
The past weekend was a challenging one and it ended up with me being dissolved in a fit of tears in my man’s hands. Some time life overwhelms you so much that you cannot bear to move forward any longer… and yet you want to push ahead of all the adversities for the person in front of you. Do we cease becoming a daughter to our parents the minute we get married? Or is it just my overactive-crazy-hormone filled imaginative mind making it’s weird stories? Or are we a “child” to our parents forever? My head is constantly filled with a thousand questions, doubts and ‘what-if’ scenarios! I have a new venture…
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Me !
Every single one of us have a story to tell. A story of happiness, success, joy, triumphs, sadness and tests.Our situations of life are tailor made for us. What we perceive as important or beautiful might not be so, in the eyes of another person. What piques our interest would not be noticed by another individual. What frightens us or what saddens us could be considered as frivolous matter by some one else. Our every emotion is uniquely our own. Validated by another individual or not, we should never be in a position where we have to justify our emotions and thoughts. Some people prefer to tell their story through…
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The tweets of survival.
Prompt : What is the most helpful post/hashtag you read about the recent attacks on Gaza? (Prompt slightly modified!) In early July, while casually browsing through Twitter I came across the Twitter hashtag #Gazaunderattack. Since I was out of touch with International news, I didn’t know the Israeli-Palestinian conflict had escalated. Treading through the hashtag made me aware of the growing number of civilian casualties especially young children. Four boys who were playing football on the beach, killed by fighter shells. A father who couldn’t have children for 24 years lost his child in the attacks. A sister lost her dear younger brother. A fiance never lived until…
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Written words > Spoken words
Prompt : How do you communicate better? Speaking or writing? The picture answers it all. Journals over the years. (Some are missing though!) Sharing our stories can also be a means of healing. Grief and loss may isolate us, and anger may alienate us. Shared with others, these emotions can be powerfully uniting, as we see that we are not alone, and realize that others weep with us. Susan Wittig Albert Linking it to NaBloPoMo and Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge
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Healing through words.
Nearly two months since I showed my presence on the blogosphere. Life happened! Yet, I feel a piece of the puzzle missing. …there are two ways in which I find my healing and patience : Prayer and Writing. My time constraints and roller-coaster changes of past few months made me to lack in both, sadly. I found myself constantly anxious and frustrated. I realized I have kept myself away from the same things that gives me serenity and peace : God. Words. Here I am trying to get back on to my rails when I found the NaBloPoMo theme for the month of September : Healing. Voila ! I just…
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The English Patient – Book Review
“She had always wanted words, she loved them, grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape. Whereas I thought words bent emotions like sticks in water.” Set in an abandoned villa/hospital in Tuscany, The English Patient is a novel of four people maimed and broken by the war – A badly burnt and disfigured patient who is mistaken to be an English man but later identified as Count Almasy, the naive and simple nurse Hana who remained back in the villa(even when the rest of the staff left after the war) to take care of the English patient with whom she felt a special affinity, an Indian…
