There’s a moral in all of this.
hahaha I love how fast people jump to conclusions.
So me and my older sister/ close friend have been in a “Domestic Relationship” for ages on Facebook (banter). And recently some of the Muslims in my year saw it, and automatically jumped to conclusions. And they’ve been backbiting about me, and then the other day one of them was all “I thought you were religious”, and they all judged me and stuff, without realising how suspicious it was that I, who is againt pre-marital relationships was supposedly in a relationship with a TWENTY TWO YEAR OLD, who LIVES IN CANADA.
Awkward for them when I told them it was a family member. Judging, backbiting, smh. Moral of the story: You never have the right to judge. Things are not what they seem.
So tonight is a special night. Tonight is the night you remind yourself of all of the people who lost themselves in their dreams. Tonight is the night you remember all of the people who dreamt big, who wished to change the world, yet gave up on that dream. The people who sat at home after a day at a job they hate, watching people suffer on the news and not reacting because it had nothing to do with them. Who dared not allow themselves to fight until their very last breath for what they believed in.
Tonight is the night you tell yourself that you, Nadim, will never allow yourself to be one of those people. That you, you will get out there and you will do something amazing insha’Allah.
I am so awkward that the awkward turtle is lthe most not awkward turtle in the world compared to me.
You comprehend how awkward I am?
Lucid Dreaming is a really fascinating phenomenon. I want to try it one day, hard to imagine until you’ve experienced it.
My art course has killed my passion for art. It used to be so fun, beautiful, helped me relax. Now it’s all about some guy standing over me telling me how ‘I’m lazy’ and ‘I could do better’ and me struggling to keep up with deadlines because the deadline is literally smack bang right before my exams start and two years worth of my work has been lost through no fault of my own.
Art is something I’ll always continue doing, hopefully I’ll return to being passionate about it, but after the amount of stress it has been this year I don’t think I’ll ever study it again.
My face set to a grim and determined expression. I speak in all modesty when I say this, but I discovered at that moment that I have a fierce will to live. It’s not something evident, in my experience. Some of us give up on life with only a resigned sigh. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others- and I am one of those- never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter what the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It’s not a question of courage. It’s something constitutional, an inability to let go. It may be nothing more than life-hungry stupidity.
— Yann martel, Life of Pi
Found this picture from when I was one years old, and in it my mum is setting up the table for a family gathering.
In the front my three year old brother has both hands in the air and is wildly dancing
Whilst I’m trying to hide behind the table and eating the cake
My life in a nutshell haha
Assalamu wa alaikum guys. :)
Got my exam timetable today. 13 exams in May and June. My head hurts lol. Please keep me in your du’as insha’Allah?
