After a couple of hours I will turn 29 years old, but I consider myself a toddler who is still stumbling. Currently, I need nothing but Allah’s boon to keep getting up at 4 am to study for GMAT on my own. I always say that I am a free spirit with some bruises and gashes. A wanderer who gets throbbed and thrusted by life many times. A woman who has everything simple except her goals in this world. A woman who deep down believes in her self-aggrandisement after savouring life’s bitterness.
Order is not woven in the tapestry of life. DNA is fallacy. Puritanism is the other side of illiteracy. Misogyny shows well that you are in a state of stupor. Your chauvinism has turned that place into a dystopian society.
It is my birthday and my first-year blogging as well. I have been writing for a year. This blog helped me vent what I felt then. It was a good means instead of crying and cursing everything around. You do not know how grateful I am for your unexpected support. Finally, I am working on my last goal to better my life then I will definitely be able to help. That butterfly is still dwelling into her cocoon but out of preparation not docility. You have to duck and digest those feelings of failure and loss well. They are the spurs to blossom.
Happy New Year and may Allah shower your lives with happiness, contentment, and prosperity! My apologies for the delay in replying but I am super busy even I do not get enough sleep. Excuse me please!
BRAINCHILD 