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The Heart of a Mother- Abyss of Patience, Love, Forgiveness. :)

....When times are rough, 
When the going gets tough. 
When I see no one next to me, 
There is this graceful figure I see. 
Full of bruises yet strong enough to pick me up, 
Just that beautiful is my luck. 
No better best friend would I find, 
My Mom- my mentor, my guide...


Sometimes, when everything seems to go wrong, no one seems to understand me, when I feel that solitude and prayers are the only two things I possess, I feel her warm hands on my shoulder. She picks me up, wipes my tears and does her best to make it alright. Her hug is best medicine and her smile- the best happiness. 

Disasters, blunders and mistakes. I have the BEST recipe for all of them. And trust me, the smell goes quite far. She is the one who rolls her eyes and sprays perfume all over so that I don't get into trouble with anyone but.. **Gulp** her. She scolds, taunts, and sometimes is even hurt. But forgiving as she is, I always seem to find a place back into her loving embrace. Never has she or will she (Yes, I can assure you) leave me alone in a mess. She is my father, my favorite teacher, my best friend and the loveliest companion. She is my MOTHER.

Sometimes, I get pissed with her for embarrassing me in public and not going 'with the trend,' but then I forget, she is the coolest-est Mom of the 21st century, who welcomes my friends with a warm smile and NUMEROUS un-funny yet cute jokes, understands when I need my space and even talks to my friends to give them advice. Then when I remember- I feel like an idiot and thank my stars a dozen times over. 

People say that I am a replica of her. 
I disagree. 
She is strength. And THAT strength resides in me.
She is beauty. And THAT beauty lies on my face. 
She is perfection. Unfortunately, that I can just worship. I am not at all as perfect as she is. Not even near it. 

 She is a perfect blend of strength and softness, dignity and sacrifice, love and strictness. Her heart is an abyss of Patience, love and forgiveness which is everlasting and ever-pure. If I ever seem to be obstinate enough not to learn, no matter how wrong I am, she tries over and over. If I am ever let down, she picks me up. If I ever make a mistake, she rebukes but then forgives.


Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
~George Cooper
 

Perfection is never perfect enough.

Everyone searches for a perfect life- with a perfect family, perfect friends, perfect lover, perfect job and a perfect everything. But hey! If everyone always has a perfect life, who would value the perfection. One would probably find something wrong with the perfection too. No one's fault- human nature.
Similarly, I came across perfection in the most perfect way ever. Just like a fairytale. I thanked God everyday for it.
But then, I forgot, a fairytale is only called a PERFECT one when the Princess goes through ALOT  and then FINALLY has a happy ending. And when it was my chance to "go through alot," I decided on giving up. MISTAKE.


 "Fairy tales were not my escape from reality as a child; rather, they were my reality -- for mine was a world in which good and evil were not abstract concepts, and like fairy-tale heroines, no magic would save me unless I had the wit and heart and courage to use it widely."- Terri Windling 

Thank You, God, that I realized what an IDIOT I was being and stopped myself from falling into a ditch.

Therefore, I learnt today i.e. 21st June 2011 that life is ALWAYS perfect. Thank God for everything you have and possess, however small the importance is- because you JUST don't know how empty your life would be without it. Instead of seeing the darkness, see the light. Love life and value it. It's precious. No matter how bad a phase you're going through, it is still PRICELESS. Every bit of your life is priceless and perfect. Because He knows what's perfect for you and so it will be done. :)

"Count your blessings,
Name them one by one
Count your blessings,
See what God has done
Count your blessings,
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings,
See what God has done."
 
Queen of Blah signing out! :) 


She didn't give up.

Disclaimer.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Today, when I was feeling all down and out and everything seemed to go wrong, I came across a story provided by my dear Google.

A 14 year old girl who was KNOWN for her charming smile and graceful ways. Boys FOUGHT with each other to be with her, but she? She was in love with a guy who didn't give a shit.
She had once been love with a guy who didn't give a shit.
She didn't give up.
Her parents fought day in and day out. Since the very beginning all she saw was doom and not a single ray of hope.
She didn't give up.
Her elder brother was a mess. Fell in and out of love with the worst of people.
She didn't give up.
Her friends were fake. They were there only when THEY needed her not when she did. She still cared.
She didn't give up.
She kept smiling, hiding behind those beautiful eyes, an ocean of tears and despair. No one knew WHAT she went through. Naah, no one had an idea.
Late at nights, she talked to herself, thought over her problems again and again. She seemed trapped in her fate. Couldn't seem to get out.
She didn't give up.
She stood as tall as a mountain, as strong as a pillar, and as beautiful as an ocean.
Beautiful? Yes. Vulnerable? Not anymore.
Life had pushed her, she had picked up herself. Life had turned her around, she turned over herself. Life gave her only the blues, she filled in colours.
She didn't give up.

As I read through the article. I had tears in my eyes. All my problems seemed like nothing.
And I decided..
I will not give up. :)

'Coz..
When the going gets tough, the tough get going. -Billy Ocean

Wow. I can be awesome, right?
Queen of Blah signing out. ;) :D

A hug is worth a thousand words. A friend is worth more. :)

Oceans apart, day after day,
As I slowly go insane.
I hear your voice on the line,
But it doesn't stop the pain. -Richard Marx
Best friends forever?
A promise which is most often made very easily.
But is it REALLY that simple? Huh! Of course not.

So, who is a 'BFF' really?
Someone with whom you can giggle about nothing with? Someone whom you can tell your GROSSEST and DEEPEST secrets and feel safe enough? Someone who gives you a VERY honest (sometimes more honest than what you'd like)opinion about how you look?
Well, yes plus a bit more.
But what if your BFF is not in the same city? Or even worse, in the same country? What do you do then?
Let us take MY example. My BEST friend who is almost like a sister to me, no, actually more- lives in Timbuktu. :|
Okay, fine, not in Timbuktu really- but yeah! In Qatar. Okay I know, Qatar's all developed and all, and is REALLY beautiful (Huh! I've heard enough of that, trust me.) but it stole away my best friend. Now, I just get to see her ONCE in a year. And it is one of the awful-est things that has ever happened to me.
Now, not only am I insecure and jealous when she talks to her other friends,(though deep down I know I hold too much of a special place) but also do I feel super lonely when I fight with my *usually perfect* boyfriend, get bad grades in Math, during 'the days of the month' and also on special occasions around the year- my birthday, getting a good grade in English, getting a good many followers on my blog. But then, I have been reassured enough number of times that I am just a Facebook inbox away from her. And true, in the end it's HER I go to crying and asking for URGENT advice. Although her advices suck just as much as she does; I love her. (No, no! Don't get it wrong!)

'When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. -Henri Nouwen'


Even though we're 2565.80 km away from each other, we just EXACTLY know how the other's brain works. There our times when we don't get to talk for days or weeks or also months together at times; but our friendship? Our friendship doesn't change an inch. We are still as idiotic when we talk and don't seem to run out of topics.


"I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar. -Robert Brault"

So, in this complete thesis on my friendship with my BFF, I come to the conclusion that friendship isn't just being together physically. It's being together with each other emotionally through thick and thin. It's about being there.
It's about P.M. (My BFF) and me. :)

"If distance were measured in terms of the heart we'd never be more than a minute apart.- anonymous. "

So, this is it.
Queen of Blah signing out. :D

Love? In you..

I thought I knew love,

How ignorant could I get?

Myth of being just a feeling,

My dumb heart couldn’t forget.

Till I met you, I didn’t realize this at all,

Love picks me up and embraces me after every fall.

Makes me meet you every night,

Even though you’re far apart,

And each time I see your face,

Fresh as ever, to you I again lose my heart.

With a smile, the day melts in my dreams,

With a smile, from them the morning gleams.

Even today, when we have completed a year half,

Every meet, every touch and every laugh,

Seems as pristine as it did the actual first time,

Everything in life, seems just perfect, just fine.

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