When was the last time your walked away from a discussion, only to think of The Perfect Comeback hours later? Recreate the scene for us, and use your winning line.
In my childhood, I had much trouble conversing with people. I was easily intimidated by rude rich arrogant school kids and cruel adults. I’d often get to hear nasty remarks about me and my religion and my financial status and what not. So, as a kid I used to spend hours together thinking of The Perfect Comeback. I could never ever achieve it in those days.
Then, I grew up and got to read this:
“And the servants of the Most Merciful are those who walk upon the earth easily, and when the ignorant address them [harshly], they say [words of] peace,”
Well, nothing works better.
In response to Daily Prompt: Drawing a Blank
Write up a mid-year “State of My Year” post.
As things stand now, I am entirely clueless on what to do with my life. I had a plan once. . .a very clear picture of what I wanted for my life. It was before I decided to form an alliance. Now, somehow I have lost direction. And though this wouldn’t be the place to discuss the pangs of being the (in)significant half of any alliance, I must say that I have done nothing the whole past year but work on it and all I get from time to time is ingratitude and lies and deceit and basically downright bullshit.
So, now I am here, doing exactly what I don’t like doing.
I hope I have something better to write about by the end of this year, or better yet, this month. I hope I can tell ya’ll that I am vacationing (maybe even settling down) in that part of the world where I’d always wanted to go, or that I am expecting babies, or something of the kind. But for now, my system is in limbo.
In response to Daily Post: State of Your Year
If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?
I love it. I hate my present field with a passion. I am 24 but I want to go back even if it means that my graduation was a waste.
Finish this sentence: “My closest friend is…”
Allah سبحانه و تعالى
Being a Muslim in a non-Muslim and many a times Islamophobic places, it would have been hard for me to go on if it were not for Islam and its beautiful teachings.
There was a time when all the constant humiliation and belittling had had such an adverse effect on me that words can hardly describe. But then I started practising Islam for real instead of just having an Arabic name and things started to fall into place. I’m not perfect but I do try to correct myself every now and then. And I must add: Alhamdulillaah for everything.
In response to Daily Prompt: A Friend in Need
After spending time with a group of people, do you feel energized and ready for anything or do you want to hide in the corner with a good book?
Hide in the corner with a good book.
I just need A Room Of My Own to work towards the accomplishment of my Great Expectations.
Haven’t I detailed my hatred of parties in a previous post?
I find socialising physically and emotionally draining, unless it’s on social networking sites or elsewhere on the Internet.
That’s why I have been so very tired all of this year. I have never socialised so much as I have this time. Been engaged in phone calls far more than befits an introvert. I much prefer text messages. But apparently, some people have too delicate fingers and too impatient a mind to appreciate written conversation, besides having too much money and too little care of time.
Daily Post: Party Animals(?)
If you could be a “fly on the wall” anywhere and at any time in history, where and when would you choose?
If I could be a “fly on the wall”, there are lots of places I’d want to be.
But since that’s not gonna happen, Daily Post shouldn’t ask me about it.
As ‘Umar b. Al-Khattâb – Allâh be pleased with him – said:
“Do not ask about what has not yet happened until it actually happens, for what has happened is enough of an occupation to worry about what has not happened.”
I know it is very ‘normal’ for people to speak about such issues, and once in a while I do give in and talk about it. But no, it’s not gonna happen this time.
I have just completed my graduation and am completely confused as to what I should do now. Science is too much work and too less money.
Work ∝ 1/Money
So, I must leave it unless I’m fine with being bamboozled.
So, you see I’ve better things to worry about. Maybe not as amusing as being a fly on the wall, but things that affect me more.
Daily Post: Fly on the Wall
You win a contest to build your dream home. Draft the plans.
Funny thing, Daily Post gives us to write about this, exactly when I am feeling homeless. When leaving home, I didn’t imagine this life to be so difficult. It wasn’t up until yesterday. Too late a realisation perhaps . . . or not. The thing is, I made a lot of my decisions last year based on something that I no longer feel like believing in.
I used to have a whole different plan than the one I am executing, up until second year . . . it was my own if not anything else and I completely believed in it. And then, my brain got corrupted as I was sort of forced to jump on the bandwagon.
And now I am here: a beast out of the jungle, a fish out of the water: aimless and useless.
I digress. Well, my dream home would be outside this place. Far away from its lies and deceit and plots and manoeuvres. Somewhere in the hills, unpolluted by the evil that infests civilization.
Yea and since home is more than four walls and a roof, I’d have a spouse who really loves me . . . me and only me, and children and . . . . sheep.
In response to: Daily Post: Dream Home