And the Maghreb of that Friday finally came and went. I'm still alive. Still can smile. Walk.talk.eat.think. And breathe. I can do everything and I can even look into tomorrow and up to the future. I still love god and believe in him and trust that he knows best and he loves me and knows everything and is always in control of everything. Big or small and all in between. Alhamdulillah. Takes a deep easy breath. Looks forward to tomorrow.looks forward to sweet visions. Sleeps and lets go. It's all in the best of hands after all - Allah's.
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AuthorA girl who likes herbs..likes some poetry, but write only once in a blue moon.. she's for ever fascinated by language..a night owl too..loves nature and Man too.. She likes crowds, but only when she can drown in them and be an observer.. Archives
February 2016
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