Wednesday, December 31, 2008

You made me special

Dedicated to Imran Ali Gul, Fizza Zehra, Sumbul Mujeeb, Zubia Basharat, Omar Qureshi, Anees Ahmad, Sukaina Juma, Sana Ahmad, Sabba Khawaja

There was a time in my life when I felt my days slowly crawling by. Minutes seemed like hours and hours felt like endless days. I spent them isolated in my anger, in my frustration. My mind numbed from the pain. My heart emptied from the tears that had fallen. I walked on an unknown path leading myself astray every time.

I moved through crowds of nameless, faceless people. Strangers hurried past me, as my body was tossed back and froth between them, but they always moved on without a single glimpse. A mist of hopelessness crushed my spirit. It silenced my speech. I reached out to hold something but found nothing and I finally fell apart. I was alone. Slowly down the road, the mist began to clear and in life’s brief moment, I saw you standing, smiling at me. The light you emitted was radiant like a star. You were a beacon that guided me through my dark journey to a place I finally called home. That place was standing right next to you.

You were my angel of love, my pillar of strength and my ground of support. Every time, I stopped in my tracks, I looked up and found you. Still standing. Still smiling at me. You stood there in my darkest hours of despair, in my anguish, my confusion, my sorrow.

You saw through the ugly parts and helped me embrace all that I was. If it was not for you, I would have still been drifting in a sea of uncertainty. Flung from the shores into the sea, like a little pebble, lost in the depths of the ocean. Just wading, never hoping to be found. You gave me the greatest gift ever: you completed me by being who you were.

So this is dedicated to all the hands I still hold and to the hands that slipped behind. When I feel the world’s hues have turned to shades of grey, I remember the colours you painted my life in, just by loving and accepting me. The time you’ve taken out for me will always remind me of how beautiful everything is and that I’ve been blessed to have been part of your life and to have to you part of mine. And no matter where we go, your gift will remain somewhere in my heart. So thank you for walking this journey we call life with me.

Call me love

I'm throwing up my hands.  I don't want this war Don't let me leave Stop.  I'm throwing up my hands.  Waving the White Flag ...