Tuesday, July 07, 2020

My Lady Lantern

All Praise to the Lady of Heaven and Earth,who lives in the heart of each lover of Ahlubayt (a.s).

If all the chirping birds roaring midst the blue garden along with all the bounties of the nature come together with the mankind to sing the praise of Fatima Zahra (s.a), and lay their words to write her attributes,none would do justice ,for the Creator and his Ahlubayt .(a.s). The Birth Anniversary of the most pious and the virtuous lady ,the magnificent and the splendid daughter of the Noble Prophet Mohammad (s.w.w) ,Wife of the Light of Mankind, and Mother of the Saviors of Islam embarks a significance which is beyond word's ,to the Creator's World and gives a direction to its Creation.

All praise to Allah,His Mubarka (s.a) is a role model for every women who carries the love of Ahlubayt (a.s) and feels it with every heart beat.Indeed ,HER teachings lives within us,it lives in you and in me as well.And so my Lady Lantern is living silently within me,she is also living in you,and every other lady who carries her example to lead herself and brighten her path with the radiance of Zahra (s.a).

In times of distress,i look within me to gather the strength and bear the pain ,for it is nothing to what the daughter of Prophet(s.w.w) embraced silently.When my tears shed out,to cry over the hurdles around.I look at the sister next door who smiles all the way and cries only for Fatima(s.a) and her Progeny.

At times when i am perplexed,when halal and haram comes with no boundaries,i call out for my inner instinct who has read and heard of only Ahlubayt (a.s) and it inspires me to choose the difficult path and walk through the thorns to find no scar.When my words don't traverse to speak for me and my mind says to let it go,my heart stands stern for my rights,as the incidence of fidak lives in me.Their is an inspiration in me to remain patient and learn from my mistakes for i know i am imperfect but in hands of a perfect guide.

The sister I spoke to today,narrated her life and her struggles to make the two ends meet and accord it with joy,i questioned her to how she manages,to alter her dream and live it to make her husband's and her reply made me grin and smile all through her narration.She said, O,dear,We Live by the example of Zahra (s.a), the honest wife of the loyal husband,when she brought up her children,not placing a single demand on Imam Ali(a.s) and stood behind the burning door to safeguard her children and husband bearing a pain which can never be described in words,How difficult it is for us to alter our life and live in unison.I admired this sister more than before,and found my inspiration in her thoughts through her words.

My dear sisters,Life is a test of our Imaan,and our inspiration pulls us out during difficult times ,to be an inspiration in someone else despair.

Your strength lies within you,may be you can feel it now,may be you are unaware,but the good in you is waiting for an opportunity to explore the optimism you carry ,oblivious to your knowledge.You are wise and kind,but you don't know,knock your self,wake up your faith.If,your heart carries the love of Ahlubayt (a.s)then surely it has the flame of their teachings growing in you.The darkest chamber of any life will be brightened by that flame.

It is present in you,and in me as well.

My Parents have channelized their inspiration to make it grow and have helped me equally ,to find within myself ,sprinkled it with love,care and knowledge,to beautify the garden of my life.

And so I conclude, My lady lantern is growing in my heart ,my inspiration lies in me and you,And your inspiration lies in you and me.Hold it tenderly to let it come out and grace the world with its intricacy.

Seek and you shall find!

Monday, June 22, 2020

Depression can be a wide smile


Depression can be a wide smile,
And a radiant confident shine.
Depression can be happy face,
Creating for all a positive space
Depression can be a fluent talk,
And an impressive thought!
Depression can be high esteem,
And an inspiring journey to see
Depression can be “You have it all”
And a picture perfect to the world!
Take a close look beyond the seen
Depression is living hiding within.
That beautiful wide smile you see
The confident sign of a high esteem
Is a fake lie to the eyes that see,
nothing beyond the life that’s seen.
It shatters the mind, rips a soul
Be tender you can damage it more.


-SSW

Saturday, June 13, 2020

The Strangest Secret

Isn't it Strange how we all gathered,
A formal introduction and a purpose.
An amazing bridge to join us all,
A mentor to many created an hour!

Listening to Mr  Earl Nightingale,
And his words powerful pace
Day one we reflected deep within,
Raced from all we want ,What is it?

What is it at this moment !
that i need the most from within.
A Goal to see for  each day ,
every moment ,beginning or end i say!

We all opened our own tied knots,
Loosening the many large chords,
Like  the vastness of gurgling ways
We drowned in reflections each day.

Each person ,their thoughts and share,
The many years of experiences and flares
Ups ,Downs and the current going
Beautiful perspectives to be viewing!


Shri calls it magical with many others.
Weaving in to place like no other.
Our  emotions flow in this special space,
Be it dreams ,goals ,aspiration  or fears !


Half a month and a lot of moving
Sharing to listening ,Musings and Music
Thank you Anil Sir for bringing this in
For it has reamed in a lot more than seen!


-SSW

This Poem is dedicated to my NLP Coach Anil Dagia's initiative of 30 experiment of Strangest Secret which has created a huge difference in a normal 9-10 pm.



Tuesday, May 12, 2020

FIRST POST OF 2020

Well i am at loss of words wondering the leap of time that kept me away from my therapeutic writing,though i had put a few random write ups on my phone notes that i usually do.But i must confess this is one of my longest block and i have no reason to justify it.Since two months i have been telling myself tomorrow i will put up a post on blog and it just didn't happen.Maybe i had kept my thoughts caged in the shackles of many emotional conflicts i had through months ago.
Writing is something that happens to me most naturally and effortless.By God's grace when i am in the flow of expression my fingers slip on the qwerty just like a butter spreading on the bread.This is one reason why i am not taking up writing as my full time profession ,although after my graduation in Occupational therapy i was very keen in doing my Masters in English Literature and taking it up. But i gave a thought to it and finally had decided to continue in the same field and keep writing as my hobby.People may have different opinion on the same but i believe that this one skill should not be kept for judgement and stress.Although i take genuine criticism very constructively and is open to learning. But i believe my skill as writer should be free of time constraints,performance pressure,grammar ideologies and all the different standards that are measured to be effective writer.Though putting up a book is my dream but i haven't set any timeline to it.Again i believe it will happen when it is to.In the meanwhile i will enjoy this luxury of expression that is a window to my closed emotions which at times hyper ventilate to survive the norms and discrepancies of society.
I am happy to breakthrough the block and be back on this page.
Fast forward from November  2019 to May 2020,a lot happened in between both personally and professional but above all CORONA and lock down.
Surely my next post will follow on this.

-SSW

I stopped Writing...

Why i stopped writing and then withered down with no words to carve  on the narrations of  so many perspectives At times it is therapeutic a...