Where in the world..

Have you ever woken up one morning and decided that today was the day you were finally going to break this monotony and do something different..

..that you were going to eat that huge pecan tart and not worry about the kilos you were going to put on..

...that you were going to wear those stilettos and walk freely with no fear of feeling embarrased..

...that you were going to engage in a converstaion with that person and feel confident and intelligent..

...that you could be so much more and feel so wonderful that even if a rock was rolling towards you at great speed, you would still manage to evade it's fury because you know how to be brave..

In life, if you are never able to face the innate fear of your hollow heart then you would never live an ordinary life.

You will become a slave of regret and a bearer of shouldered redemption. 

Life is a narrow highway and the turns we often make are blinded ones which can tear us up into many little pieces, those which are too bitter to repair. 

But if we hold hope close to our heart and strive towards consoling these emotions, then assurity of bliss becomes a recognisable aspect of our lives and automatically, redemption becomes possible..

Live a little, laugh a lot and smile forever because a smile is the best uniform to comfort a distressed soul..

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Quotes by Tasneem...

Words aren't just words, rather an emotion expressed
through the vines of mental awakening. Blind is he who
cannot feel this emotion for the comfort of wisdom
is speech rather than silence..

Beauty and wisdom create the personality of the perfect
individual but beauty isn't achieved through the success
of wisdom. Beauty is the innate quality of an individual
who owns simplicity and respect..

...and amidst the silence, there
echoes a trailing joy...

Oh Palestine.. (Poetry by Tasneem)

A sudden blowout..what is it?

An agony of painful cries, an army of polluted weapons,

Little children run around searching for their comfort, the bloodiness is still warm and bare.

What feelings can these little souls who are left behind even begin to place hope in,

What happens next?

Then, just as the air becomes blackened again by the smoke of revenge,

another massive air strike and hope becomes no more.

Why is this happening?

Why do innocent lives have to be sacrificed?

Why does no one care?

What happens next?

Who gave mankind permission to play Creator?

Who is behind this massacre of unending violence and ruthless tyranny?

Who is the mastermind behind these curtains of lies and deceit?

Who can sleep at all, knowing that the single last breath of humanity is slowly

fading away into the darkness?

What happens next?

Lying in the hospitals now are the results of this horrendous crime,

The small yet incomprehensible results of this inhumane disaster, the countless

bodies of little children succumbing only to what they see in front of them,

the help of Allah's angels rallying to their painful cries, trying to repair the results

of a horrific disaster.

What happens next?

How do we close the chapters of war and walk away?

How do we come back to a land claimed by the wrongful?

A land where the soil turns only with the comfort of Bismillah,

Where the trees yearn to shed their leaves at the call of the azaan,

Where the wind pains to blow again in the comfort of little children laughing 

with joy and peace?

What happens next?

There isn't a stone left untouched that cannot lay claim to this once

beautiful land,

There isn't peace anymore, it just won't be the same again..

Our Palestine, Our country of war and pain!

Yet, filled within these crevices of bitterness lies a garden of contentment.

For the dwellers of this land lay comfort in the rest and beauty of the hereafter..

Dear Diary

My tears are deep within these crevices of pain,

My tears are cold and damp with uncertainty,

My tears hold no judgement in this sorry state of emotion,

They're just tears...

....falling in the silence of my many wounds...

How can i walk back to the days of my youth,

When i was just a carefree child, playing without fear

gazing up at the clouds as i lay down on the lush green grass,

Counting the stars in the magnitude of it's capacity,

Living in awe of this huge world around me...

....if only there was a way..

I would give up all my present life just to be earthen in this wish,

Even if it was just for a moment...

The sun rose with all it's greatness, commanded by it's creator,

It spread onto this earth a deep yellow color, such beauty.

The birds sang merrily, and now..rested are their gifted voices,

they have made sound into love.

The love which we can only but dream to echo.

How kind is the ocean tonight, peaceful are it's many waves.

The openness of this huge sea cradling the reflection of a beautiful 

full moon upon it's sparkling surface.

How magnificent, splendid is a sight, beauty but a thought...

I awake to the sound of my little baby, calling out for a mother's embrace,

a sweet kiss of joy.. She's beautiful, as perfect as iv'e always pictured and

what a feeling...she's all mine...

The pain all sinks back into it's hollow crevices now, the tears have all dried up.

I'm at rest and beginning to smile...

Yesterday, today and tomorrow are always going to have the incapabilities of endless

battles of pain, but my life has to go on...

She came to me during the most difficult phases of my life,

I love her.

She is beautiful, she is perfect, she is all mine..