Throughout A Life

We all want a soulmate. “The One.” Your perfect partner who can read your mind and finish your sentences.  We want fate and fireworks.  But believing in predetermined destiny is limiting.  It leaves little room for adventure and what life may want to give you.  What if The One isn’t who you thought they would be? Love  isn’t always syrupy sweet kisses and walking off into the sunset.  Sometimes the purpose of a soul mate is to tear down your walls, shake you awake, and reveal new parts of yourself. They become a mirror that exposes new dimensions of you, parts that you may relish in or shrink from.  Soul mates give you the opportunity to notice personal obstacles.   And then actually do something about them. They can force you to your own leading edge.  To grow.  Expand.  Develop. But all that emotional fever does not guarantee that they are your life partner.  Often riveting romances grip us in their clutch just to introduce the prospect

Flash back (~1~) Me aged 5, freshly showered and fully dressed into my evening gown, those elegant but homey cloths we usually wear during the evenings, hair perfectly done, homework done, j umping up and down, up and down on the stairs, ignoring my mother's warnings and advice to be careful,  excitement overpowering my joy,  I was so happy that I could fly, let alone jump    .... IT'S PLAY TIME! Ignoring all the fuss, screams and tears in the background, didn't drag my attention the amount of tension and worries floating in the air, my grandmother tears, my cousins panic and my uncles angry screams, all I cared about was that here's my cousins all gathered here and perfectly dressed, they don't have any excuse but to PLAY! Approaching my elder cousin with a very wide and bright smile "Yasmeen, let's play". Although I could never forget the look in her eyes, but still, up till now I couldn't understand or explain it, very glassy, very paine

Sometimes, you just open your eyes and look around you … Silently, Everything has changed, People have grown older, And uglier, Their souls began to shrink, And their hearts are full of wrinkles … No one is the same anymore... Or is it you the one who’s changed... Or maybe nothing’s ever changed, but your blind has just been unfolded … !!! You look around again, This time only around yourself, Rereading your signs... your words, Your very own empty words, That  you've  charted on the surface of your universe... You can’t figure out why,  why have you changed,  why all this weakness that isolate you from everyone...  You never used to be this way ... !!! You’re stronger, always been stronger...  A  lioness  of your own, Everything is perfect, absolutely perfect...  Then why the  misery ? What could have possibly been wrong? You have everything,  Better than anyone...  The  perfect  family,  The best of best friends and people around you...  Your own pa

Seasons come and go, leafs fall, and suddenly, Days slid into years, And you wake up one day realizing it’s almost too late for you, Too late to pick up where you left, And much later to start all over again. Growing up sucks. I just turned 23 this week. And believe me, I wish if I can go back in time. I want to go back to that era when all I cared about was playing in the mud building small houses and unknown figures, having those daily fights with my cousins and wishing if I had a sister to play with whenever they united against me, or those times when we gather around our grandma –may Allah rest her soul in peace and surround her with his mercy- when the electrical power is off so she could tell us her fascinating stories that neither does she nor we get bored of. I just want to hug her one more time and complain about how horrible everything and everyone is changed since she’s left. Aging is terrible. By every minute that passes on, new, unexpected truth is being

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