2 men

My life currently is like choosing 2 men.

The first man was my soulmate I thought at least.

He and his family have been sacrificed ever since to my family.

They gave us money to survive, to live the world

They helped my family a lot.

I'm thankful for that

But as time goes by, he changed,

he became forceful, arrogant and selfish.

All he knows is 'because I said so'

I can't give opinion nor request anything

Whatever he decided for me I have to follow.

He's now forcing me to accept his proposal

Then I have a new guy whom I met 10 months ago

Eventhough he's a newcomer but I heard good stories about him

He spent alot for me

He helped me to learn about myself

He lend his hand to show me my ability

He proved to me that I'm good in my choice

He was the first to take me out and confess to me

But he's still waiting to propose me

I want him not 'him'

Bella now I understand

SubhanaAllah

When people asked you, Why hijab?

Appreciate yourself by showing everyone how beauty you are

For them, beauty is what they see physically but they forget that beauty is the strength that only certain people will understand.

Just like a sun, it doesn't dimmed under the cloud. The light shines day and night. The beauty of the rays lock trillion eyes. Some people spent thousands just to watch the beauty of the sunrise and the dawn.

With that bright color, sun has the gift to light up the world and even change to other colors (purple, blue, green) SUBHANALLAH

Same goes with human beauty. You're beauty is not hidden behind the hijab nor your age.

It's how you shine yourself

Be like sun. Clouds, hills and night can't never stop it from shining beautifully.

picture was taken by me on 24/11/11 in front of my house around 6.30pm local time

My road, My desicion

The past 4 years when I walk on  the road, I saw a path.

The path that my heart chose

No one could ever want to stop me

I push, I run, I skid, I move all the wind that stopped me

I determine that on the right road of my life

I became tough and as solid as metal

In heart and on hand and leg

I never regret my way

because it taught me who I am

I know myself better

At the end of the road

where the light comes,

things are about to crash

There are stones along the way

They struggle, they hold and they pull me down

like the vines they tangle me

I see the light

hand towards it but leg stuck on the fence

I force to fight but I teared

for the pain that they have caused

I fight, I break the ropes, I pull the anchor

they buzz my ears like the little bees in the hive

I shouted like a baby wanting her toy back

from a kid to an adult, dreaming

Don't stop me!