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Its somewhere around end april..
And the buzz about many virgin voters
is ringing everywhere..
For me I would nt have really cared if it was years back..
But After splashing into the journalism world
for some time
I was forced to learn ministers names,
what they do
and where they stand in!
All the walk abouts with the ministers
that I had,
The one to one interviews..
Hearing heart landers talk about them
and how they react in public
has definitely given me
a hint of politics.
But I still would say
Politics is not my cup of tea..
of coffee rather,
haha..
I have always preferred
to speak with random people,
students or mingle with a family
that was getting some neighbourhood award..
lol.
It always gave me the warm feeling to be sitting amidst them
and feel bonded for the time that I had to interview that
and get the gist to write in the two or three column that would be allocated to me..
I always felt that the space was not for me to outshine my name
but a space given to them to say it out loud to the public..
I always went out telling myself
not two days are the same and everyone was
a lesson walking around for me to
read, reflect and share it with others.
and thats how I have always approached them,
Being born in a staunch muslim family,
Initially when I was told to go to temples, churches etc,
my parents gave me a raised eyebrow.
But being a journalist
I embraced it and
looked forward to
a vibrant culture rich day filled with knowledge.
and thats what I always got.
people accepted me for the smile that I gave them
and I accepted them
for letting me know the simple essence of life..
Now as I have stepped out for a breather for a while,
each interview sessions for each articles I have written
seem to come across as a flash before my eyes.
It taught me that that I am unique..Just like everyone else..
Those who had the glitter of hope in their eyes and
smile on their faces despite the difficulty in life.
Those crossed milestones despite physical challenges.
Those who got second chances.
Those who didnt regret
the mistakes
but took it as a challenge to survive and be a better individual..
Even those negative vibe ones..
How a family background if not good
could spoil an entire life..
and so on..
Suddenly am feeling it all running in fron t of my eyes..
I am thankful to GOD
for all the days spent knowing people
who shared their innermost secrets with me..
I really hope that I have delivered to the society
what they could sieve out as diamonds
and throw away the rocks..
It was indeed a heavy responsibility
and It took me all this hustle bustle political
topics around me to give this emo journal!
hahaha..
well well tho I had left the field for 1000 other reasons,
I have got the spark in me
that I will definitely continue to
contribute in the way that I have always wanted
soon.
INSHA ALLAH =)
Especially for you,
Whoever you are,
Whereever you are..
If you are thinking
its sealed and waiting for you,
Remember TAGS tend to wear off.
;)
All that talk about
'if it was just like that(as it is now)
it would be just so perfect!'
But then..
Not everything
that seems suitable
fits into our life eh..?
Dunno if I should laugh or cry..
Hmm maybe thats how its supposed to be.
U know, the line that people often use:
Maybe GOD wants you to
a few wrong people before
you finally meet your right one
seems abit altered in my case!
haha maybe
GOD wants me to meet
a few right ones so that
When The bell music strikes at the back of my head,
he may not only be the right guy but the 'perfect' guy for me!
haha but will I be his 'perfecto' lady?
Thats a question that only
Mr.Ajnabi can answer..
Am seeing a few strange
characters in my life
who seem to be
full of praises..
Ironic..
Years back..
All I got was raised eyebrows..
and what one guy in secondary school
said still keeps ringing in my head..
Guys, if you think a gal is not up
to your so called beautified expressions,
just keep the darn remarks to yourself!
U may never know
what she might blossom into years later
and you wouldnt wanna be
hanging your head down then right?
So be good!
haha..
well so many incidents
pushed me to my brim..
And worst of all,
everything came to me and
then was just snatched away..
Just when I was thinking
how unfair life can be..
beautiful things occurred..
Was just like a butterfly in a garden..
But that too tarnished when
someone grasped me in their palms
and squashed my wings..
All was gone..
Bleak and empty..
How many nights
has my pillow cried..
How many days
have my shadows screamed..
But then fate has its way of playing..
Things do twist almost too often..
and now am at the brighter side..
even tho its still shadowy at times..
I mean I feel like a checkered board actually..
As much as happy I am..
The war thats been ongoing
is tearing my heart into pieces.
But what do I do
except
sit with a smile
and wait
as I always have..
Sometimes it just gets unbearable..
But no choice right?
Its not like a movie
where I can pause everyone around me..
Run to the clock,
turn the hands!
Run to the calender,
tear out the pages
and wella,
I am in a future
where
everythings just the way I want..
PICTURE PUUURFECTO!!
well..
I dont even have to pinch myself
coz I have been through SO many things to know
that hello! I got to come back to reality soon!
Life is just a funny movie..
U cry, u laugh..U feel at the end you just walk off leaving the screen empty..
hmm..I started it off like a letter right..
But heck I know it does nt sound like one coz its not..
As usual I diverted and I am blabbering..
Too draggy perhaps.. So I better leave now..
Oh by the way GOD,
You can turn the hands of the clock pretty fast if u want too right?
=)
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After years,
I have started running..
Okie, not really into full sprinting
haha
but jogging plus walking plus stair case climbing..
And
I FEEL GOOD!
It felt great to run in the rain yesterday!
If not for my handphone
I would have been in there longer@
hmm..
and theres something about
fighting against the wind
and moving forward!
Beats me on why I didnt feel it before!!
=0)
AND SUDDENLY I MISS WRITING!!!!
I miss being a joournalist..
:( but alls for good.. :) I hope.. (:
Yet another new place!
Yet another bunch of new faces..
Taking in as it goes!
as my bestie says:
My life is filled with NEW chapters!
haha..
hmm..
okie..
Nothing much to say for the first day actually..
We will see..
:)
Missing my bestie very badly!
Might meet her later!
For now adious!