Deep Thoughts

Hokay... i must say fe nsaas hal layali im i find myself caught in very deep thoughts. so warning ra7 atfalsaf KTEEER..

I was thinking about a lot of things... i dont know how my thoughts went from oh this hot choco was sooo yummmy if only i could have enjoyed it more drinking it without my mouth and face being Numb.. i went to the Dentist today.. and well now when i smile i look like two ppl. one side smiles the other frowns.. freaky.. im sure there is a good side to this.. hmm if anyone slapped me now i wouldnt feel it..

*someone slaps dina min nifso .. ermmm WRONG side.

AYYYYY.. what was that for anyway?? *ja7ra..

sooo anyhooo.... back to my deep thoughts * wears thinking cap..

i was thinking about life.. and the cycle of life.. and how we all set our priorities in our lives thinking we are making the best choices.. What if our priorities were wrong? How will we ever know?

Let me give you an ex.. i thought of my dad.. he spent his whole life working.. he life was hard ever since he was a little boy.. My grandpa was 3ageed il 7ara apparently and well he had a tough life and when he was old enough he saved money for a ticket to Amreeka sheeka beeka.. and when he got there to pay for his tuition he had to clean dishes and work two jobs while he studied.

He built himself from scratch and when eventually he got married to my mazar wa khalafna ana wi ikhwati.. he provided us with the best education and life he could. Something he wanted to give us because he felt he never had. He spent his days and nights working. Traveling at times and even when he is around he was not around for so long that it was hard to really sit and talk with him.

The years went by so fast and we grew up and yes i love my dad and yes all he did was for us to give is the best life, but was it all worth it? Was he working extra hours because that is all he was used to doing or because he needed to? i felt he reached a point where he could no just sit down. he needed to work.. he needed to get up and work on something..

Sometimes we don't want gifts or money or fancy clothes.we want the person you love to be there when you need them the most.. now i think back of all the time i missed.. that he missed.. time is so precious... but we take it for granted.

Akeed this is not an inviation la kol rjaal yuk3udo fil daarr wa yel3abu ma3 wladhum. im just saying.. we just need balance..

We work and work to get money and when we have enough money we want more money to ensure our future and our kids future. And one day.. like my dad.. he wouldn't know what hit him when he suddenly had a stroke and was left fully paralyzed and unable to speak.. all his money in the bank frozen that even He cant spend it on himself in a time like this.. Al hamdulila money is not a problem but im just saying.. working is good and sometimes its not a choice but a Need.

We need to work to provide for our families.. we need to work to feel like we are making a difference in the world..

we cant get everything in life.. its just so hard knowing that whenever we make a choice we are missing out on another one.. i think we should all learn to balance our lives and priorities.so that we don't wake up one day and think to ourselves that we missed out on the best days of our lives because we chose to chase a dream not realizing that we were already living the dream.

we need to know that sometimes we miss out on what we already have because we are so worried about fulfilling a hope that we dont really need.

Allah yshfeek ya baba ya katkooti il kabeer..


next post shall be more cheerful.. i bromise


Disclaimer :

This post is not 6al6eesh 7aki to anyone.. and i am not referring to anything in specific.. this is just me thinking out loud.. i know someone taweel wa katkoot might think im referring to him but i really am just thinking about my experience here so dont over analyze this *throws fly kiss in the air * waves bat really hard

DUjjjjjjj * fly Dujj hayy kur kur kur ma aznakhni.. time to sleep