I can see some hope now..insha2 allah..
It is coming to an end..The page i printed slowly and finely for eight long years…
The same page that caused me heartaches and disappointments…the same page that i chose to put an end to..
I can see it fading away now..with all it’s hurt..joy…bitterness..shocks and blessings..
Just like a genuine manuscript written in ancient ink and thrown away in the sea…i can see the ink..dissolving away from the page in smokey blue circles…fading away…vanishing…
This is what i wanted..this is what i had to do to save what remains of me and my home..
This is the right i am claiming..the right i was given by allah…mercy to my deprived soul..
This is my last hope ..to revive again..breath some fresh air..undust my dress and my soul..
Quoting Eno…it takes time!!
Yes it does..it will..and time is the most scary thing i can think of right now…
No one will ever feel what i went through…So maybe you’ll think I’m crazy when i say this::
I am sad it ended…just like I’m sad it ever started!!
Sad i made the mistake..and sad i paid for it..
Yesterday when i was sitting with eno by the Nile..i kept looking at those boats floating near by..and i really hoped that maybe a year from now..i can sit with her in the same place and remembering this phase…and maybe…just maybe…i can smile at how all this pain turned into a blessing..
My faith and hope is in allah..he knows i tried..he knows my heart is pure..he knows that hisآ love is my aim and my dream…آ