Another beautiful day spent with upset and saddening thoughts of MJ. It is so hard to get him out of my mind, how can he die so early? I am still in a haze. But this is the reality of life; everyone who’s born will taste death, no matter how rich or poor they are. This makes me think why we categorize people on the basis of wealth when the reality is that: we all go under the same soil, in welcoming hands of darkness and insects, leaving behind all that we earn?
Anyway.
It was raining today and I thought to go in the balcony to see the clutter of black clouds moving so fast in the sky, it almost hurt my eyes to look at it. ‘Time is flying by too fast’ I thought to myself. I breathed in the fresh air and somehow felt better. It was a relief to look at the clouds and realize how little I am and the people walking down the street. It calmed me down and I breathed in the bitter reality of death – to Allah we all return.
We all talk big, we all act big, we like to be tough, we all like to be different, or perhaps we all like to be our self. But if you think about it, all of us are more or less the same. We all have two ears, two eyes, two hands, two feet, a tongue, a brain, moods, attitudes … you name it. We are all similar yet the difference is tremendous. For most people the differences are color, race, and ethnicity but for me: it’s the talent each person possesses.
People can overcome barriers of all sorts and break boundaries to reach new heights but nobody can match up to the talents of another person because it is innate – Gifted. This is why perhaps Gandhi, Jinnah, Bill gates, Elvis, and Michael Jackson are irreplaceable. May be I am irreplaceable and so are you but our tragedy might be the fact that we never worked on ourselves.
Realize your power, accept it and polish it. Life is too short to give up on your dreams.
A little update on me now: I am bored as hell already in a week of free time, just cant wait to start university again in two months. I am hoping to start working sometime soon. Lets see if there’s something out there I would like to turn into gold – RIGHT!
Time to hit the bed and DREAM!
Love
