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16:41 - “To those who leave their homes in the cause of Allah, after suffering oppression, We will assuredly give a goodly home in this world: but truly the reward of the Hereafter will be greater. If they only knew!”

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Fish gotta Swim, Birds gotta Fly / 1:34 PM

10 minutes. That is the amount of time I have to challenge myself, to prove to myself and to finally put something out there. Me and my 4 other painters will paint this picture with a single black pen. Words were mentioned and thoughts were spoken. Silence. That has been happening a lot and I don't like it. Silence. Not the type to make you calm but the type to drill 20 different holes in yourself, by yourself. Are we happy or are we sad? Who knows but the 'Grandfather' up there. Should I say more or should I say less? Sometimes I don't know where I stand. But I guess that's life.

But then again, what is life?

What is the essence of it? What is the purpose of it? Why is my life going this way? Is it possible for people to have gone the wrong direction and is actually living someone Else's destiny? Again, the only one who knows these things is the 'Grandfather' clock up there. It's funny how words are always said but nobody really knows the meaning of what was said other than the one who said it. Right now, all I can do is to give my best and hope for the best. Whatever happens, I'll still be disappointed so no point in trying to be optimistic. Maybe I'm really just the pessimistic sort.

I am not like you, and you are not like me. But I've got to do this because Fish gotta Swim and Birds gotta Fly.

p.s. this is just a nice way of saying what I really feel because I don't want to be a bitch and I'm just not like that.
p.s.s it may or may not be related to the 10 minutes play so those who know whatever the 10 minutes play is and is actively reading my blog, don't just assume. You don't have to find out either.