Sometimes the girl who loves to write and express, can’t find the words, can’t describe her feelings. It’s funny that the girl let the thoughts linger but at the same time it doesn’t bother her, she just let it roam free. f r e e. For the first time. For the first time, she let it roam f r e e. Leaving it all to Him.
“O young men, why do I never see you in the Masjid? Do the streets, bars and clubs really provide you with something better? You say that you will start praying when you get older, but who has promised you the future? Who says you will live another day? Don’t you know that one single prostration for Allah is better than the weight of this world in gold?”—(via islam2011)
I don’t want to mix around with the opposite gender, and that’s why i’m quiet around them. I don’t know why, but I just don’t like mixing with boys. I don’t like it if we have to interact with them. If you see me talk to someone of the opposite gender it means that they’re the exception, and usually this exception comes when they are younger than me(natural sisterly instincts) or someone I know on a PERSONAL level for years. I don’t hate boys but they give me unpleasant feelings, again, I don’t know why. Below is an example.
imagine, embrassing situation XYZ happens:
1. in front of girls = im embarassed and laugh it off and sulk for 2 mins because they laughed at me.
2. in front of boys = magnify the embarrassment level x 100, feel like dugging a hole and bury myself, vow to avoid them as much as possible.