Assalamualaikum to the blessed Muslims!!! Good morning ( or evening ) to the non - Muslims!!! Today I'm going to babble about Colours. If you notice why I spelled Colours with a U, that is because of Malaysia once were colonized by the Brits. In America, people always spell Color without U. Right? If I'm wrong, correct me. Well back to the topic. Colours. Humans have personalities. People have personalities. We were a clean white sheet once. Don't take this literally. Just saying. We were a clean white sheet once. The people and us colour the sheet of people. How well we're colouring the sheet shows how well we're doing in this world. Sometimes we chose the wrong colour to paint the sheet. That is when we chose the wrong things in life. Sometimes we paint the sheet as beautiful as the scenery of the viewpoint in Iceland. That is when we made ourselves and all the things or people around us happy. I made mistakes before this because I'm a normal human being. We make mistakes. How do we react upon the mistakes shows what colour is our personality. The question that you should ask yourself after reading this post is, " Am I satisfied with the colour of my life? " Now I've got to go. This is just a random post while I was waiting for my results the other day. Next time I will post about how I faced upon receiving my results. Assalamualaikum and good bye.
Assalamualaikum. Good morning. " What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on? " - Gandalf from the The Hobbit I am not well. Not physically but mentally. I feel like gonna jump out of my skin. I feel the loneliness. Oh yes, I am right now single. Just broken up with a girl that I thought I could commit but I can't. She just not for me. Her ways are not for me. Actually before that I've broken up with the perfect girl that I've been together since form 2. Last year, I felt the love wasn't sparked anymore. I felt like the fire burnt out. What is wrong with me? I dropped a dime and I feel miserable because I dropped it. I shot a hole through everything I loved. I burnt my own castle and I feel miserable. Why did I did that? Allah has mysterious ways of showing me the light. I still...
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