Today is my friend’s 18th birthday.
I did attend her surprise birthday party and gave her a nice gift, wished her on time and put on an obligatory birthday wish status and display picture with her to tell her how much she means to me. But as I was typing a long birthday wish for her, I had a flashback of the moments we have spent together in college and the only thing that came in my mind was a bitter comment made by her about me in front of everyone, including me. The memory of that day and that moment was still alive, hemmed in some corner of my brain, now dancing shamelessly like a harlot in front of my eyes, reminding me of the day my soul was torn apart from my body.
It wasn’t a bad comment on my character, it was on my personality. The reason it pierced my heart so much was because I have heard that comment before, from someone else, someone who claimed to be my best friend. And even though we are still in contact whenever I think about her the first thing that comes in my mind is the same comment. And I’d be lying if I say that it doesn’t hurt me. Because it does. It certainly does. And we all know that physical wounds can be healed but emotional wounds cannot. The pain of that comment will always stay in my heart and even if that (the birthday girl) was incredibly sweet and helpful to me in past, even though she apologized a lot for that comment later on and even though I have forgiven her, the first memory that comes of her in my mind will always be that same comment.
Please, never think for a moment that your words don’t have any effect on others. Bitter words hurt more than the peeling of skin from our body with the help of a knife, more than the pain of a completely broken nail from our skin. And even if you think someone is not as good as you please keep it to yourself and don’t say that on their face. Because there is a 99% chance he already knows that, and secretly he is just trying to change that. Think from your heart before you speak, keep yourself in his place and think how would you feel if you were him and someone said the same to you? You would never forgive him/her. It takes a trillion compliments to build someone’s personality and your one harsh comment can take it all down, or worse, just kill him from inside.
Spread peace, love and kindness!
2014 is over (CALLS FOR A PARTY) and well lets get straight to the point, Here’s a list of 20 lessons I learnt in 2014.
1- Looks dont matter:
Nope, they dont. Infact mostly the prettiest and classiest people have the ugliest and dirtiest hearts
2- No one deserves a second chance:
Speaking from experience, if they hurt you intentionally, baby you gotta let ’em go!
3- Not all popular people are nice:
Dont be fooled, 90% of them just pretend to be ‘nice’
(All that glitters is not gold)
4- Make friends of every kind:
The cool bros, the nerdy ones, the party animals and the shy ones.
Trust me on this, you’ll learn alot of lessons from each of them.
5- Walk away from people who bring you down:
Living or being with people who suck the life out of you is hellish, and I swear its not worth it.
6- Being dumb is not cute:
Being smart is.
7- Dont be a bitch:
Be nice to everyone, you dont know what their story is.
8- Your parents are the biggest blessings you have:
Words can not do justice to the love I get from my parents and the respect I have for them.
9- Never say shit about old friends:
Unless ofcourse its the truth, dont spread mean stuff about your old pals, one day you guys WILL patch up and having a clear ‘gossip history’ will make things less awkward for you both.
10- Being shy gets you nowhere:
It will just make you look self obssessed and rude.
11- There is a right time for everything:
Stop rushing into things. Your time will come too.
12- Work for your goals and stop whining:
You can do it. Work hard till you reach the sky.
13- Your point of view can be wrong too:
Open your heart to other beliefs, other opinions and other suggestions and you’ll see a world worth living for.
14- Dont be afraid to ask for help:
Google cant solve all your problems, love. Asking for help or accepting that you need help is better than falling into dipshithole
15- No one is perfect:
Learn to forgive yourself and others. It will make life easier and happier
16- You cant please everyone:
So dont even try. Live your life.
17- Dont take anything/anyone for granted:
Nah, not even the super annoying sickface class mate who is stupid but helps you with your homework. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.
18- Learn to appreciate others:
It will make their day, or their life. You never know.
19- Never ditch a chance to enjoy life:
You’ll regret it after that chance is gone.
20- And the most important of them all, LOVE YOURSELF:
You’re all that will be with you forever, so love yourself alot, pamper yourself and never let that sweet smile of yours turn into a scary frown!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
With each swirl of the swing,she laughs and cries. The color of her cheeks turning from pale yellow to red. And far away stands a woman begging at a mosque for a child. Laila laughs and cries at the same time, hiding the sad betrayal in her eyes. Oh such a lovely girl she is, they say. But who knows the tragedy that made her live a life in orphanage. Her father did not want her, her grandparents despised her, her mother never saw her. Oh such a sad girl, they say. Laughing and crying at the same time, abandoned by her father for being his 13th daughter, left alone in this huge world for being a less powerful human, dumped by daddy, cared by none!
And far away a woman cries in the mosque, praying everyday for a child.
My basic struggle as a young blogger is the language barrier. English is my third language, the first two being Urdu and Punjabi. I usually have a lot of ideas and expressions in my mind but as cool and amusing they sound in Urdu, when I convert them into English they seem absurd and boring.
My second struggle or fear—whatever you call it, is that I’m afraid to get judged. I mean, I’ve a lot to say on my mind but I dare not transform them into words, fearing that I will be labeled as ‘young ungrateful narcissist B****’
My third struggle is writing to please my audience. I think twice about posting stuff on wordpress because I’m afraid no one would appreciate my work and reject me. But Getting rejected is everyone’s greatest fear, isn’t it?
I’m currently trying to confront my fears and sparing no effort to make sense of my words. I hope that I succeed in it.
I love it how people on Word press tell me that I don’t seem to be so young, I’m like that since forever. My grandpa says I have a 50 year old head on my 17 years old shoulder.
Really Grandpa? Am I as smart as a 50 year old? Well, Nevermind.
But Oh, don’t underestimate me; I’m still as cool as a cucumber 😉
With this post, I continue my journey as a young blogger.
Day1: Big or small, a deed is a deed. What if a small good deed that means nothing to you, means a lot to someone? What if it is enough to save someone’s life?
My five good deeds of today are as follows:
1- Donated two of my dresses to charity (a maid who needed clothes for her little girls, I belong to a poor country, you see)
2- Donated a very small part of my pocket money to a cancer hospital (My dear country fellows, you all know which hospital I am talking about. Don’t you? * smirks *)
3- Prepared a dessert for my family (Going to post the recipe later, Promise!)
4- Watered some plants (I’ve a beautiful, spacious lawn at the front yard of my home, one of the blessings of Almighty God)
5- Fulfilled a promise that I made to my younger brother (Brought Cola for him)
Don’t forget to do a good deed every day! 🙂