Omar Khayyam

Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.

The First Cosmic Covenant

It isn’t where you come from, it’s where you are going that counts.

Ella Fitzgerald

I always remind myself of how easily we can uproot ourselves and thrive anywhere. Even our religion cherishes the idea and entitles us to do so. Cherishing memories, lineage, and places are fallacies that should be eradicated.

The first cosmic covenant; worship, supplicate, and befriend all.

The New Year In My Life.

After a few hours I will welcome a new year in my life. Despite the blurry projections of the future due to the current plight and the exorbitant prices, I am looking forward to experiencing a better off tomorrow. I always learn good lessons even from the worst people I had to afford in the last years. Hopefully, the upcoming year will bestow me with like-minded people, rewards, and more contentment for what I already have. I am grateful for being a magnanimous learner through the last decade and ready to share and experience firsthand what I have learnt. Self-development is a must as ignorance and stagnation beget nothing other than hatred and parochialism.

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Rumi~

Calm Down

My lord, you have not given me what I was longing for even the bare minimum. You have made my fate in comparison with my hopes and wishes like a lantern among outnumbered stars. Glory be to God whether he gives or withholds. I am thankful that you have guided me towards wisdom. Grateful for realising that the light of the lantern is much stronger inside home than those far further stars. Stars which we can only see on the rooftop even if the sky is full of them.

When we suffer from life’s residues. Residues of combating afflictions and scourges. They have different modalities causing incurable fissures. They abate only when life gets better-off, but never evaporate! I would like to thank 1107 followers because they have decided to read my scribbles, and share my walled garden. I never expected having such followers within a few months. Thanks a million!