Fairy tales, I'm in love with

I may seem a strong girl from outside but at heart I am a girl who still believe in fairy tales. I myself say I am very realistic, I take on everything with open eyes and ponder on all ground realities. But, when it comes to me and some of the free time I own, I love to watch TV serials but, only those which are based on love stories. Girl dreaming of charming Prince :) I know I may sound insane but yes that's what I am. I can say with absolute certainty that huge number of girls on this planet still believe in fairy tales. If I flash back in memories, I could still recall some dialogs from the famous Cinderella story. When asked by Son, Do fairy tales come true his Dad responded NO but, dreams come true. Do we dream like that? 

 It was late at night when she was not feeling well. She was not caught in some life taking disease but yet she was afraid. She wanted to tell him how much she loves him. She was so restless as if it will be the last time when she will tell him how much she loves him, beyond words. She was by his side, turned towards him and holds his arm. Her grip was strong, she wanted to feel secure and safe. He woke up immediately asking if she is still awake. She started crying asking him so many things, telling him how much she loves him. 

"You know how much I love you, right? I love you beyond words. I trust you more than my own existence. I have such firm belief on you that you will bring me back from mouth of death. Promise me you will be always by my side. Promise me you will never leave me alone!"  

He took her hands in his own and gave her a smile.  

"I know how much you love me, why you are talking like this? I can see a long joyous journey of us, a journey that will have challenges, a journey where we won't always feel good, but a journey full of joy, happiness and love. I can't promise that there won't be any hurdles along the way. I can't promise that there won't be any disappointments, or shattered dreams, or set backs and heart ache along the way. What I can promise is a shoulder for you to cry on or sleep on, a chest to weep into or bury your face into, arms to rest in and hand to help you back to your feet, a hug to comfort you, ears to listen you, a  temper to reign you. I can offer you my everything even the last sip of my coffee and last bite of my chocolate. What I can offer is ME and I am always with YOU".

I haven't wrote something fictional from ages. So the above is a short one on fiction. Hope you enjoyed.

Doodles :)

A write-up for Sunday Scribblings - Fairytale

Don't take things for granted

"Don't take things for granted because life and death is separated only by a thin line"

It is a slow rainy day today. Its been raining since night and still it is same. Since last night I am thinking that we don't thank ALLAH for his enough blessings. We don't appreciate the small things in our life, we take them for granted. Don't go far and just think about water. Think for a while, if there would be no water life will become a battle for survival. How many of us are thankful to the creator of this universe for his utmost blessings? Make a habit to must thank ALLAH when you get up in morning and at night when you are on bed. May our creator forgive us and always bless us, AMEEN

Happy weekend :)

Iqra 

Dark Mornings

If there was no dark, people would have forgotten the importance of dark. The sadness and dark exists in order for you to find the light and happiness in them.

It was a very dark morning today when I was coming to office. Day started with a cold wind, aroma of coffee, road lights, little kids packed in warmers, me and my cycle. 

Hello from Iqra :)

Autumn Sadness

Leaves fall, nature change. Old leaves have to fell down and space will be occupied by new one's. A long wait but a short life. Soon these new will become old and ready to die for other new one's. Autumn always bring sadness with cold aches. I want to overcome this sadness by aligning my feelings with the changing beauty.

Hejsan,

I Q R A 

A Haiku : Divine Suffering

It's been a year long

your smell is what I breathe in

divine suffering I cherish

What is a Haiku?

Check some of the beautiful haiku's written by my friend

Be blessed,

Iqra