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September 2015

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I didn’t like this month much, but I still had some decent moments. The month started down in the dumps, so I guess you can’t really go anywhere but up from the ground.

Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and
he needed someone to show him how to love. ~N.R. Hart

I have an intense love for the sea, it’s my safe place – always puts my life in perspective. I love coastal walks, one of the absolute amazing things in this world. Mountain walks don’t even come close. And I’ve got a bestie who understands exactly what that means. Then I found this: “It made her feel small, but free as well.” ~George R.R. Martin

date Dhul Hijjah came and went. I like to think I made the most of it, InshaAllah. Slaughtered my first sheep, well I didn’t do it with my bare hands, but I dealt with it. My flatmate and I made food and celebrated a quiet Eid this time around. eid

My favorite new-age comic – Heart and Brain released it’s first book which I’ve booked as a birthday present. If you don’t know about it, you should – it’s absolutely brilliant.

Actually finished reading a novel after years! Back to medical books now…

Rekindled my friendship with the lovely Mubs who I’ve kinda missed in this odd little place in my life and it was kinda nice Skyping and catching up her highness.

Supporting New Zealand (and Wales) for the Rugby World Cup – it will be a lovely final for sure, with UK over-run with all nationalities.

My brother celebrated his 25th birthday in INDIA! Good on him for actually traveling and doing something different for a change. So proud 😀

To her, if there was nothing to fix, there was nothing to love.
~Christopher Pointdexter

I didn’t travel anywhere this month, so I don’t have any travel photos, but I ended this month in the radiology department which is what I love and I finally figured out why. It’s like spot the difference, put the puzzle together, being an undercover Sherlock Holmes.

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May 2015

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Performed at my first ever Poetry Open Mic. That was some scary stuff. Almost couldn’t see what I had written. But didn’t pass out, nor did I fall off the stage, or do anything else embarrassing. I’ll take that as a win – thankyouverymuch.

imageNothing short of a beautiful month is May. Misskayes celebrated her birthday, and though plans sort of fell through, she will always be my 19 year old beauty queen, rocking that yellow. #infinity

Another friend, in the land down under went through the blog and loved my writing. Bless her! She finally started baking as a part time business, rightly so. She’s amazing.

Spoke with Miz after what feels like ages, and caught up on Courtesan au chocolat, cute irish baker boy and books! ❤

I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.
—Jess Rothenberg

Made a trip to the Souk at Qaryat Al Beri. Got some decent photos, wish thDSC01987 (1280x851)ey were better – I’ll make do with these till I do.

I got my visa! Booked my flight! Told my girls! Told my boys!

Got tiramisu! It was delish. Lots better than from the cafe, but the cafe does make a mean pannacotta!

Sometimes you have those moments where you can still surprise your already worldly parents. Took mom for her first chocolate sphere. She loved it. I loved that she loved it. We had a great night.image

Had mandatory farewell dinner. Always such a joy. Nothing too fancy this time. Thankfully. Matching red shoes was absolutely hilarious. AND CHOCOLATE TRUFFLE CAKE! I’m going to miss Magnolias…

Hustle and bustle at the airport with mum and dad and selfie taking. NQB doing a back flip cz I was leaving that night and not the next. He’s a doll! Misskayes and her heartbreaking farewell..

Quick selfie with the bro at Paddington and on the train to Newport. Got a lovely housemate.

Lots and lots of skyping. Its been crazy. But it’s been good at keeping the homesickness away. Now its just regular Skype dates.

Hijacked a girl on the street and made a new friend.DSC02266 (1280x851)

Got a black balloon worthy visitor. Had a great few days along with the bank holiday. Silenced our fear of heights for a day with an inhaler, hand holding and encouragement.

langThat special feeling…

Starting work, FINALLY! Great team, learning new things everyday. Wonky babies. Saving lives.

Cousin and cousin going down! Sorta conspired with T to get that done – but good for them. Couldn’t be happier for them to be together and start the lives they are ready to lead.

Baking. Hmm. None. Did try peach upside down cake, but not used to the oven yet. Needs to be attempted again.

Songs.. Same old. Maybe a few new ones, but aren’t really coming to mind atm. Shall update.

#K3-365:11

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A Bedouin asked the Prophet about the Hour.

He said, “It will surely come to pass. What have you prepared for it?”

The man said, “O Messenger of Allah, I have not prepared much in the way of prayer and good works, but I love Allah and His Messenger.”

The Prophet said, “You will be with those you love.”

The Muslims had never rejoiced as much they did when they heard this Hadith. [Salih Al-Bukhari]

Your Iman is not complete until you love the Prophet SAWS more than your own life…

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I know my family used to get on my nerves all the time, well they still do. I used to wonder why God would put in a home like this, and why I was the only one who understood what I was going through. But now, I understand. I’m just like my family, it is where I belong. Doesn’t mean I love being at home all the time, but different families have different bonds. Mine isn’t actually strength with unity.

And as I’ve grown, and seen the world, I’ve come to appreciate my family a lot, with all our craziness and drama, because no family goes without its package of this. Even though I have much to be grateful for, I’m grateful for the weird togetherness that we share. Far in distance, but never in heart. I love that we are together, although we are scattered all over the globe, and we have that security of forever in this world that’s falling apart.

We see the splitting of families happening on TV, and we think that this only happens in the Western world, but take a look around you, and you will see that it’s happening right in front of you too. The way this affects a family, is not something that I would wish upon any child, no matter how old or mature. In our point of view, it’s always better to be unhappy together rather than happy apart. Selfish, but true.

Though fighting is something that we have all witnessed at one time of our life, and we tend to worry that it is going to turn worse, it usually doesn’t, all it does at the most is bring us closer. But the times that it does get bad, it’s much more tolerable than not seeing one of your parents everyday for the rest of your life, choosing sides when you don’t want to, and splitting holidays. I wouldn’t like it much, or at all.

Some of us however, make peace with this, especially if our parents are visibly happier and tolerant of the other. This takes a long time to achieve; however, it’s definitely worth the wait. It’s harder to part with a parent, to see them with strangers, but it’s important to realize that they too deserve happiness in their lives apart from their children, and that they will still love us no matter what, but we should continue the effort to be close to both of them.

More often than not, in our side of the world it’s common to find families with only one parent, not due to divorce but because one of them has passed on. This too has an effect on families, and sometimes it’s easy to tell when someone around you comes from a home with only one parent. In this case, the passed parent, if lost at a young age of the child, will be idolized tremendously by the child and the child will lose that side of the upbringing.

But remember that if your remaining parent finds another person to love, that your parent is not trying to replace the parent that you have lost. They need the companionship, they need the support, and they need help. Raising us isn’t easy and it’s a two-person job. A big hand to those parents who do it single-handedly, it must not be easy. We all need role models in which to follow your lives. Usually, we do end up like our parents.

Occasionally, we find the odd parent who decides though they are part of a family, they refuse to contribute to it, and sadly, this too affects us to no end. It brings extra burden, and the terrible sense of not belonging. We further tend to not belong as we grow or overachieve to gain some sort of emotion from the parent who has decided to ignore us. We have to start pulling ourselves together, and supporting ourselves from a young age, something we shouldn’t do till older.

What I’m trying to say is, we all have our family secrets and family dramas. This is part and parcel of being a family, protecting and guiding.  So don’t give your parents a hard time, they are trying to do the best they can do with what they have. No family is perfect, and no family is textbook. Things come and go, and we must just deal with them. Soon you’ll find that no matter whom you become and how far away from your family you want to run, you can’t.

Home is where the heart is. The oldest adage in the book. It’s true. Doesn’t matter how broken or damaged our homes are, that is where our roots are, and only from those roots can we fly with independent and confident. These roots will always keep us firm in the ground, even in the largest distance that we fly. Never be ashamed from where you come. Home and family is what makes us who we are, good or bad. It is in our blood.

Find that special thing that makes your home special. There always is something. Communicate with each other, and soon you too will realize that you are your parent’s child, and it is where you do belong. And as much as you want to get away from it, when you do, you will always have that tiny bit of longing to go back, no denying it.