Darkness is life’s fairness. A not so popular yet very significant element because it makes simple things challenging to see. Making your eyes blind though they are wide open. Keeping you searching even if it’s exhausting.
Darkness is the inevitable side on every line of life no matter what. In the dark sometimes you can’t be so strong for ever that your tears drip. Or getting lost on the open road. Or being scattered in the randomness of fantasy. Darkness isn’t pleasant to see (and you can’t really see it) but it gives you the opportunity to imagine colors and lights using only your brain and your heart – the most capable medium ever created to invent whatever you want.
Until that trumpet horns resonate, you will always be in the darkness of hopes and certainties. Teaching you that life is not designed to give you happiness, but instead chains of disappointment and pain. So there is this saying, “pleasure and happiness are actually trials.” For true life is the flood of sufferings that are written for all who were born.
But God doesn’t perfect the dark as an absolute misfortune that you must accept. Thus, on preferred nights, accompanied by a gentle breeze of wind you can enjoy a luminous night: when you let yourself bathed in a full-moon light – round, silvery, blazing.
So often my brain wanders to the innumerable corners of thoughts. So often I debated the points of view that others see about plenty of events. No, not great events or perhaps disasters commonly written on news or forums, but the simplest things like gratitude or compassion between a couple of humans.
Man, a paradoxical being, a combination of dust and glory. On them lays a virtue that will never be perfect. They will not even be superb doing evil stuff. This is why it takes the maturity of characters and the open mindset in dealing with the causes and effects of human behavior. Although there are billions of heads interacting to each other on this big, big world but at least they have one thing in common, an inescapable fact: humans are actually more horrible than ghosts, and also more joyful than the light of an angel.
This annoying imperfection, viewed from thousands of edges, will give a different light and that’s why humans are so perfect. And accepting all the shortcomings will be as rewarding as enjoying the advantages.
In Being with The One
Having a partner won’t make you entirely happy, but a couple, no matter how long you spend time together, no matter how well his position has been able to support your children and grandchildren, no matter how he has lost sheen of his forehead because life has always been repeatedly devastating his logic, will grow together and he is still your partner – the one who criticizes your choice of food or fiercely looks at you when you’re on arguments. The one who won’t hesitate to rebuke your indiscipline or hug you when you’re sick.
Being grateful for the existence of the person who is at your side and stays with your crazy ideas is really necessary, because not all humans can match each other and be comfortable with anyone; they need to be compatible in various views and have equal feelings – something that can’t be reasoned and measured. So be grateful for his scathing remarks, be grateful for his little time when he left work to drive you, be grateful for his efforts to equate perceptions.
However imperfect, however old you are, no matter how different your mindsets and life will be. He remains perfect, as a man should, above all good and bad that is part of him.
We are welcoming Ramadan, the holy month, which is coming tomorrow. I would be very glad to contemplate and, if I can, change myself into a better lady. My biggest enemy is always my own self and since I realize so many ugly stuff I’m always carrying around, I intend to reduce them by baby steps. Perhaps to talk more decent, to learn to accept and let go, to keep my hopes lower about certain things.
Disappointment is casual these days and what can I expect? Life.
One thing I need to blast off is how observant of me whenever I read or see something I disagree – mostly about relationships, people, love. They make me sick and I should stop. I really have to clear my mind and sit back and enjoy the coffee, and again – learn to take a breath and let go.
P.S. Today is the first time of my entire 3 decades of life to ever lead in a prayer. There had always been a man to do that for sure but for some reasons, just a few hours ago, I did.