Saturday, 26 March 2016

The One That Listens

Maybe it's the heat wave. I find myself being overly sensitive in every issue. But i keep it within myself as i can't find anyone suitable to talk to.

Sometimes i miss my girlfriends. I miss having my girls around so that i can talk freely without being ashamed of being my cacat self. Without having to cover up any stories. Nothing is unsuitable when i talk to them.

However, it struck me one day that i depend too much on people. I find myself looking for someone to listen to my stories, when i realised that The One has always been here, waiting for me to pour my heart out. To tell and to cry over anything when i need something.

I have been so engrossed with the world that sometimes i forget the hereafter. I easily forget the reason why i am here in this world at the first place.

Oh Allah please forgive me. :(

Sometimes the real reason we feel empty is because we are so far away from our Creator. It's never too late to realise something. And it's never too early to change for the better.

To a better us, InsyaAllah.