I take this moment as the one destined for me,
All I know is that now I am alive and able
I take this opportunity to live
For what will be a bigger regret than to have not lived while I was living
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this
― Henry David Thoreau
My first post for the year. So; Happy New Year and Congratulations on having made through another year filled with a lot of memories and ups and downs and Best Wishes to living life more this New Year.
When once moments of joy, become moments of despair when quitting seems not like losing, but rather letting go; leave what u r holding tight in ur hands for once a wilful friend, now seems like a captive being forced it is not necessary to smile sometimes, let the tears roll it’s time to let it go.
At times as friendships and relations mature, their bonds grow old and retire, it is human nature and our instinct at these times that tell us it is our responsibility to hold tight onto these bonds and mend them, it is a desperate attempt that we give to preserve what was once treasured out of our fear of losing what once we cherished.
However these futile attempts might leave us more miserable at times. When letting go, we do not only allow someone to leave but also make space in our mind. Letting go is not letting go the friendships that was cherished, it’s not losing the treasures or the memories preserved, it is only walking ahead with them.
It’s okay for some days to pass by Without much accomplished tasks; It’s okay for some days to just sit and see Without much thought to appreciate beauty
Somedays will be lazy And some will be burnt-out It’s fine to take a break And just lay in your couch
Some days there won’t be much to tick off And it feels like a day wasted away; It’s fine to zone out of the moment To make moments in another space
Not all days you live; your heart will beat actively always (poetic reference only*) Somedays it will be fast and somedays it will be slow (poetic reference only*) The feeling of uselessness on you might grow It’s okay to not have thought about others for a day
Its okay for days to not expect to wake up early And its okay to binge watch late night tv (or youtube if you don’t have a tv*)
But these moments are momentary days; with time they pass by to pave ways for new mornings to come and new days to be lived in joy
hence, some days sleep in and wake up brighter and fresh for tomorrow will be a better glory tomorrow the sun shall shine more bright
and then spend time in smiles shower your charm as you go by
I remember a time in last year; when I was overwhelmed; too overwhelmed for my own good. And from that time I remember the words my mom said to us on dinner table:
Whatever you do each day, give your fullest and do your best at it. Even if it’s being lazy, be lazy to the fullest. But then the next day get up and do your best.
So it’s fine to be lazy, as long as you get up the next day. You know we sometimes need a break from being our own selves and do NOTHING. So it’s fine.
Now that I’d clicked there was no moment of choiceleft; it were just momentsof wait.
After clicking on the link; I waited for my browser to respond. This was when I took a look at the URL of the link, it sure was an odd one and if I was even in the least sense bothered in any way, I would’ve backed out.
The speed that the link took to load didn’t help much either; but it was difficult to figure if the fault was of the website; my 10 year old ancestry laptop or perhaps my roommate’s Wi-Fi connection.
Soon but the wait was over and open before me was a page in white- just white; it was completely blank with no context or information written or typed on it and I thought of it as the most stupid prank ever, because even my unbothered self would’ve taken the effort to write some code for the content of the website. Nevertheless I was about to exit it when suddenly my gaze fell upon the side scroll-bar thing; —– and even though my screen was as white as the milk, from the scroll bar it seemed like it was quite a long webpage; so I scrolled down and surely there were things…
Written on white screen in a font that eerily resembled (only resembled) Lucida Sans, in bold, blood red font-color were the words “THE ACADEMY”, in the highest font size. This font decoration was followed by a short description and a featured image which I assume probably to be of this “Academy”.
I hope you no longer overthink To my future self i hope you’ve passed the long nights
I hope you’re still with the ones you love and Still hold on to relationships But also that u can still let go those that are gone
I hope u don’t feel like the only one holding on, Now that they’ve moved on I wish you can soon too
Soon u may learn to drive; But before that i hope you realise the destiny of your life I wish you know to steer in the direction that’s right
Maybe u’ll soon donate blood; That’s good; But wishing those bond by blood are still with you
I hope you can forgive the one’s who’ve wronged you; And you can forget the mistakes of your past
I hope those nightmares no more haunt you And that you look to sleep with slumber in eyes rather than a dreaded sight
When the breeze touches your face; i hope you smile To my future self; i pray that you always smile
I hope everyday you look into the mirror and see a beautiful reflection; Its ok u say; i hope u all wellness and joy
I hope you don’t exercise primary relationships where love is based on secondary relationships
This was something I’d written to myself sometime ago for my birthday, and it feels good to read it now.
Besides the last line being a reference to chp 2 of my sociology tb, the others mention things rather achievements that we must look forward to not only on birthdays but on every beginning that every morning brings. These things are the mini goals that I wish we all can achieve.
Happy Birthday to myself and Bye!, Until next time! still Nabeeha
Those nonchalant smiles, innocent lies and calming eyes ask for my attention as they prey on my ignorance
just a blink of an eye, and only for a second the shadow reveals itself before they once again put on their mask hiding the creature behind the curtains
I look away and those smiles turn into grievous howls those calming eyes, dripping blood from them yet, when i look back once again the bright light blinds me into believing what i shouldn’t be
keep your friends close and your enemies closer; but not taught how to differentiate well and they know this– their spell of charm, always succeeds in throwing me off guard before i fall prey to their innocence once more and like a predator, they devour me with their screeching growls
but life comes a full circle, and they don’t know if they’re the creature i am their end i fall for the tricks of theirs, allow them to get a little closer to me they make plans and i give them the temporary satisfaction i play my part so well all the theatre lessons put into use skillfully and they never realise that- i am the cause and creator of their plans they move like pawns on my command demanding only my dumb look to give them a hint of their success but i do all this only so that I can devour their bits then it will be my chance to play dumb as they feel themselves go numb…
Thanks for reading; Until next time; Nabeeha Shaikh
Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them (a literary equivalent of a collage) by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning. [Wikipedia]
So I too decided to try ‘found poetry’ from a book that was the closest to me at the moment — My Psychology textbook;
Here you go:
"you will realise
we all live at the mercy of our
Here’s another one:
we cannot imagine
monotonous and mechanical
purposeful and meaningful"
That’s it, Thanks for reading; see u around next time Nabeeha Sayed 🙂
Because nothing scares me as much as- Empty spaces and abandoned stages; Ignorance in my mind and; Nonchalant smiles; Getting out of bed and Anxiety shivers down my spine; Fierce anger and Rude talks to acquaintances of mine; Absence of comforting faces; Innocent lies and; Deafening cries.
Try finding a pattern in the poetry !
Feels good to be back to posting on Friday 👍🏻
Thanks for reading; Until next time; Nabeeha Sayed
Much romanticized, peace of mind, happiness; calmness and heart at rest.
When all worries are done for; when no thoughts bother anymore; when time doesn't seem to run and when there is nothing to fret.
Peace of mind is a mental state of calmness or tranquility, a freedom from worry and anxiety. Peace of mind is the all so heart desired state of being, that everyone wishes to have a ‘peace of mind’.
Yet however, I question if I would ever truly want peace of mind. It truly would be beautiful to be free of all worries and stress, but wouldn’t that make your mind a bit ‘plain’? Wouldn’t be that be less exciting?
With deadlines there is a rush, there is a goal. Deadline of preparing lunch before lunchtime, deadline of arriving at the bus-stop on time, all these small pieces might not exactly be considered as great deadlines, but I believe it is what keeps life going. Also when one has nothing on mind; one might get surrounded by the worry of having nothing to think about, thereby giving them more time to overthink and stay awake right?
Funny times, when we wish to be at peace; Peace is not a goal; it is not a destination, peace is in the moments of enjoyment, peace is in the belief that things will work out. One must find peace in things that one does, and not do things to reach to “peace”. Being satisfied is peace of mind; being happy is peace of mind; not caring about what others think is peace of mind.
Thanks for reading Hope you have a peace of mind Nabeeha Sayed Shaikh