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Why would I want to change the past when I can change the future?

Why would I want to change the past when I can change the future.
Exactly what I needed to be reminded today…
I’m sentimental, I can’t help it.
But it never meant as a way to hold on to the past.
Way before, I may have this illusion of carrying the past with me because it will somehow do something.
I gave the past power.
When it’s nothing but a corpse.
Life begins in every nano seconds, not minutes, days or years.
Nano seconds.
I’m not giving away these seconds again.

27th February, Thursday (11:37am) Reblog ↬
The most important decision you make is to be in a good mood.

— Voltaire (via blacksmith-a-angel)

17th February, Monday (11:40pm) Reblog ↬
I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.

— Sylvia Plath (via sleepinginthesnow)

16th February, Sunday (4:14am) Reblog ↬
recent monday was too kind and yet wednesday brought bad/relieved news

my dad was in a car accident this afternoon, 3 mins drive more to home and he was hit by a polis lorry full of young policemen coming back from shooting practice.
the irony of this hasn’t failed me yet.
they were running through the red light and the only reason was because they were in a ‘convoy’ which means ‘convoy rules’ applies and matters more than civilan road rules.
it maybe acceptable if:
1) there was a siren
2) road block
3) any indication from the driver eg: hands out to stop passing cars

none. he just went on because his fellow put a road block on the wrong side of the road.

i don’t want to say it but i have to since it’s been eating me alive since 1pm.

my dad could have been hurt or worse. thank god he didn’t. what if it was a smaller car? with kids in it?
toyota camry proved to be one solid badass car. hard exterior. but the left side was smashed real bad. that means the crash impact was massive.

thank god my dad is all good except for a shock.
and now he is compassionate for the kid, the police more likely will loose his job.

i don’t know what to make of this.
i was scared for dad and for me and for my family.
i am beyond thankful for Allah’s mercy.

all i know, my beloved dad is still here and my heart is full with happy tears.

13th February, Thursday (12:56am) Reblog ↬
If you’ve given your heart away, take it back. You don’t belong to any of this. You belong to Him.

— Yasmin Mogahed (via sokoot)

9th February, Sunday (7:11pm) Reblog ↬



"… which sometimes helps me and sometimes opposes me.” 
Imam al-Ghazali.

7th February, Friday (6:47pm) Reblog ↬
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