Why sad moments keep on returning every hour? Why can’t life just go on a happy track for at least a complete month? This is really not fair. Friday night some feelings & emotions killed me. Same happened on Saturday night. Infect Saturday night was even worse coz one thing I just can’t stand is a person crying and especially a person close to my heart.
Sometimes things go out of our hands & the reason is we ourselves. We just sit there relaxed & think that everything is going on fine even if someone steps up to us & say “its all wrong”, we keep our mind to the same level & say “nah, nothings wrong”. Later we regret & then say to ourselves “GOD I wished I had listened to him/her” but than it’s always too late.
Why do we start relations? If we do then why can’t we keep them? Sometimes we are so lost in ourselves that we forget that someone wants us & we keep doing this till that person is really hurt & start hating us. We keep ignoring our close ones & in the end left all alone in the middle of a desert with no one to share our thoughts & no one to speak with. Some of us always need someone to share his/her thoughts. When I don’t find anyone I share it on my blog but again not everything coz sometimes you just cannot share everything in public.
The Holy month of Ramadan has started & it’s the first day here. The night was sad but hopefully the month would be great. Prices would raise, people would still be the same. They will pray, they will fast, but on the same time they will lie, they will fight & they will never stop using the “F” word & some other abusive & vulgar language that they use as a habit now in every sentence. Old, young or even a child is in a habit of it but no one cares as it is something nice to keep on saying. Guess respect for mothers & sisters is no more part of our Islamic culture. It is a shame but I have even seen ladies using the same vulgar words. Now tell me who to blame? Yes blame it on me as I pointed it out here. If blaming on me would make a difference, then please do that.
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