Counting Stars

"Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard, 
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars, yeah we'll be counting stars..." - One Republic

This song is playing as I'm writing this post. That's the magic of One Republic.. you play one song randomly and the next thing you know, it's playing on a loop! Growing up, we tend to overlook things that don't seem relevant; things that we now have no time for. We're programmed to be focused, make something of ourselves and then make sure everything is safe and secure for our families. I find that a bit too monotonous. Of course, a career is important, but what's the point in doing something that doesn't make you happy? 

Take a little risk, grab that opportunity and see what happens.. the worst is failure. It's okay to fall, you'll be able to pick yourself up and start over. 

We tend to ignore things, only to regret it later on. We're too busy running around to fulfill our long list of hopes and desires. That list never ends; things keep adding on, and we are consumed in the process. 

When was the last time you did something for yourself? Something simple, something that makes you smile.. Do it now. A few moments away from the everyday hustle is the perfect getaway!

4 years, 3 months, and 10 days ago

It's been a while since I've been thinking of writing again.. more like writing and showing others my work. I just didn't know what to write about. The blogs that I follow are so good, they make writing look so effortless! But no, they're just that good. I am giving this a shot not knowing who will like this and who won't, but what's the harm in trying?
I've been watching some of the 'Facebook stories' being posted.. which made me think that I need to write more often and have this one little casket where I store my bundle of memories to be read when I'm not around.

Today is 6th January 2014; nothing so unique about this day except the fact that I built up the courage to write about something.

In two days, the date will mark the 25th Wedding Anniversary of my beloved parents. 
25. Silver Jubilee? I have always been thankful for them though I am not very good with expressing feelings of love to those who matter. I have always admired their bond and wished to see them grow old together. But Allah had other plans for us. My father passed away 4 years, 3 months, and 10 days ago. Yes, I've been counting, and yes, it's very difficult to do without him.. Since the day I lost him, I've been striving to be the kind of daughter he'd be proud of. The daughter that made him smile, made him happy and the one he'd sadly send off to another home one day. My mother is a very strong woman, she's lived through all this and still manages to put up a brave face. I don't know where I would be without the love and support of my parents; they pushed me to do anything that caught my interest, which includes heaps of things! I was taught to be very gentle, caring, honest, and above all, to have a lot of self respect. These aren't the things one makes you sit down and explains in a classroom like atmosphere... there are qualities I get from them. 

I think I am still a long way from being the perfect daughter; there are things I need to achieve and there are things I have to prove to everyone else except my parents because only then I can look up to the star lit heavens and say: "There, I made you proud!" :)