I wonder if I have lost the ability to feel the beauty of anything beautiful, to feel the greatness of anything great.
Ramadan has passed just like any other month has, for the second time in a row, my Ramadan was gone with the wind before I have even realised it, poof!
When Zul-Hijjah began to approach, I started to have happy thoughts. Optimistic thoughts. "I can make up for my foolishness. I can go back to the way I used to be in my younger days", but alas, I can't feel anything.
Nothing.
لا شيء.
Rien.
Nada.
Why did everything lose its touch?
The millions who keep talking about the great feelings they have towards these lovely days on social media, are they faking it? Would it make me feel better if it weren't only me? It shouldn't.
I won't give up anyways, if the feelings aren't there, I'll keep going until I force them to exist. That's the hardest part; to keep going.
Let's face it though, I haven't even started yet. I'm trapped in my own thoughts, hardly accomplishing anything.
I really don't want to be considered from الضالين, but as my mother always says, "مش بالكلام".
Dear reader, please pray for me, yourself, and everyone, may Allah accept your duaa.
wow.. didn't know you were that deep . but uh . i really hope you've accomplished at least some of what you wanted and if not . don't give up . there's still time . you still got time to do something good as long as you draw breath . good luck . i don't know you enough to believe in you . but i know you can do anything if you really put your head to it . "pardon the grammatical errors . who are you to judge me anyway"
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment, I don't see any "deepness", though. :D
DeleteAnd I don't judge people, I only correct any grammatical/spelling mistakes I come across. In college, or anywhere actually, if I find a poster with its upper part dangling, I re-attach it. It's the same thing as correcting people's typos/grammatical mistakes, just fixing stuff, I don't care who's responsible for it.