Whispers in my head

My heart is fill with joy as the time passes by  The colors and beauty of culture has aroused the meaning of happiness  The different smiles of families looking at the camera makes my heart wonder What more happiness can you get better than this  The earth can be shady and gloomy on the other side but its delightful and graceful on the other side  Only the mind and heart can choose the way the eyes sees the world  This may not be the ending of a fairytale book but to relive this day is my forever wish  Because this is the true meaning of Humanity, Oneness, Happiness  And most especially the only perfection on earth Islam. TaqabbalAllahu minna wa minkum. 

BOOK REVIEW ON A SACKFUL OF WISHES  By  Azizah Idris M. A Sackful of wishes is an African Novel written by Azizah Idris who lives her in Nigeria. This book portraits the    the culture of the Hausa, how relationships are been done and the process of marriage. The story centers of a young girl called Hadiza who grew up in an unstable and peaceful lest    home. She mother Inna lived like a slave in the house while her step mother mama was very wicked. Later on Hadiza was introduced to a man called AR by her islamic school teacher Mallam Saddam, AR was a short temper and a very jealousyperson who was obsessed with Hadiza even though Hadiza was not seeing anyone, AR guard and monitored all her affairs. Although there has been on and off the well date was later finalized and after somedays Hadiza was marriage off to the guy she knew she would suffer the rest of her life with. Hadiza went through hell, her jere was done by her husband and his friends after AR cau...

Oh you creation of clay  There is gift  A gift of choice  The gift of blessing and also a curse in disguise  The mind is left to choose what the heart desires  But beware and be warned the gift can lead astray  The leaf attached to the stem of the tree It looks as green as the grass  But it shall dry and become weak  Then it shall fall to the ground  Either under the shade of the tree  Or the heat of the sun.

BOOK REVIEW MY PATH TO HAPPINESS By  ABISOLA BIYA This book is a motivational book that talks about many things like the emotions,Financial liberation,Acceptance,Reality and time. This book is filled with fact and scenarios on each topics, it also provides scholarly definitions or point of views. I felt like this book really inspired me to be a better version of myself, why it is important to be financially independent, how to be appreciative, negativity and most importantly Self esteem. The writer talked about thing we all can relate to because it’s inevitable. What really got my attention in the book was where she talked about racism where she explain We (Black) do more of racism between ourselves just like racism between the whites. I totally agree with her because we intend to hurt our fellow black brothers as a result of hatred do many and more often pointless reasons. Another part which got my attention was where she talked about life not been a fairytale which is true, you c...

 The fall of the full moon that leads to the rise of the shining sun  The downwards shape of of your lips  Reflection of love in your eyes  Your soft hands on mine Sweet fragrance as you walk beside me And the sweet melody of your heartbeat  We’re so close yet so far Leaving a broken soul behind  Yearning to see or to hear from you  With 1000 letters unread And a lifetime of complains unheard Though the ink in my pens are empty  I keep writing though the papers are blank  Opening with joy but hug the unpleasant sound of silences and gloom Keeping it by your bed side convinced to see a reply as i stare at the door every morning  Its been a while but i come to you with a paper  But this time its not empty but with a gift attached  You said to look above the world  And ill find see my happiness  I found my happiness  And am sure you’ve found yours too My happiness doesn’t lie beneath the earth  But above the gl...

So basically a heartbreak is the unpleasant feeling you get after a relationship or when trust is broken.So there are 5 stages of a breakup which was presented by psychologists  Denial  Anger Bargaining  Acceptance.                                                      I normally ask most of the people that went through this feeling about their views on    why their heart got broken and how    they are trying to get over it or how they got over it. I got very interesting answer on    that which most of it were based on trust,cheating, and duration.  So i also went through this kind of feeling when i was in secondary school,after a 3 years relationship because my boyfriend apparently asked my friends sister out or was about to ( i cant recall all 😹 ) but yeah i chatted him immediately and broke-up with him...

Just like a small box that suffocates the mind without air to breath Just like a movie that keeps on playing without a stop button  With sweat crawling down his skin and tears that tear his    world into two different pieces  Yelling without a voice Crying without tears Hands trembling as he sees his world crashing down before him  Helpless, worthless, shameless is all he hears as he slips slowly into the darkest room in his brain. Blood mixed with anger flowing through his vein  Was this the life i deserve he wonders Wishing to see the day the Lord would take the soul of his beloved creation back to were it should be  Because suicide is never an option Although the world is full of unjust actions hate and violence Although the world is full of knives, guns, and blood  The hands, legs, and head separated The minds chained to depression and agony.   We shall bow down to the Omniscient, cause HE is the doer and the undoer of all. 

The person i want to be  I want to be the star that brights the sky and shines the way in the middle of the night when all is dark and the world is silent.  I want to be as white and pure as the moonflower that gleams at night with the most desirable fragrance.  I want to be the solution to untold mysteries that lie beneath the sun. I want to be the hand that wipes the tears of that child that cries near the river. I want to be the living portrait of helpful, kindness and change I want to be the girl that dances around the unseen garden with a smile on her face free from the worries of Duniya.