What will I do then???

ll

images (10)

Its been a while since I have posting something actually talking apart from my poetry! And I am seeing many likes but not comments, I hope you all love it to keep pushing that button..

From a very young age itself, I have been fatty and still continues to saunter in the extra curves. Every time I read the weight loss stuffs, I prepare myself to “yes, this is it, Now on….” blah blah…

But, I can’t say I have not tried, Yes, I have tried…..

images (11)

Its sometimes very confusing to take a map and go behind it, if its a print out from the WEB, yes, while frantically searching for tips that I can go on…..I got a page in one site, asking me to drink plenty of water and go exercise and the same page that comes under the Google search says, we should not exercise with empty stomach as it hurts our metabolism.. Haha, I had a good laugh back then… Next, I see that empty stomach exercising is good plus you have to do it with a heavy breakfast after and in another one with a light breakfast before and after to go with the exercise….With my migraine and fat my physical training sir in college asked me to not to do hard exercise and not to skip meals, while a trainer in google search asks me to go exactly the opposite.

healthy-diet

One thing what I have decided is that, I will myself try all those in terms that won’t physically hurt me and guess what, drinking wheat porridge and fasting in the Islamic way has helped me burn a few calories and reduce the extra curves. its been a while since I tried to reduce my weight and yearning zero results as per going through the advice of googling…. Now, if you wanna know my trick in reducing I will tell you, but, again you have the right to pick or ditch, as per your metabolism and physic 🙂

images (12)

I eat banana as it helps me with my acidic stomach plus gas trouble. I don’t like oats and so it give me trouble and so, I eat wheat porridge which I pour out considerable amount of starch in it and pour hot water to make it light. If you have prepared wheat porridge you will know that the starch in wheat makes it thick and milky, so removing from the pressure cooker, I pour out the starch water and pour in hot water. You can do the same 🙂 I eat dates, dried figs and drink water and took fast in the Islamic way, I hope you know it..Abstaining from food and water from the dawn till dusk 🙂 It helped me and so after the month of Ramadan, I am continuing the practice taking intervals.

images (10)

I still haven’t got a remedy from Migraine and so I let it be with drinking water. images (13)

This was a piece of my heart as a diary entry concerning my doubts and findings…..Please read and don’t forget to tell me what you think after reading 🙂

images (11)

Until, then ciao ciao! 🙂

112

Weighted clouds

download (3)

glistening through creaks
is new dawn, enticingly waking up
from slumbers and yawn,
cutting up lemon, juicing the sun.
stretching limbs into ashes and embers
of yesterday’s night, still burning
a slow flame, scattering flavored aroma…

I’m still unsure, as the sun rise up;
contemplating my smile,
eagerly marinating me.
I cup my arms to his laughter
drinking in the splendor, But,
I’m still unsure
Of why am I alive!
even after the broken pieces,
shattered to one last atom…

I still eulogies about my past
like its glittery as the stars,
when, its dull like the ash clouds
ready to break up and pour.

“Being poor” and understanding them

10DIVIDE-tmagArticle

I just read an article “Being poor” today and I was astonished, just to know how much it truly triggered me.  http://whatever.scalzi.com/2005/09/03/being-poor/

Frankly I have never led a life like that but I was truly not satisfied with my ways. Not because I wanted what my parents can’t afford but because I wanted something which my father didn’t approve. That is next to nothing regarding being poor. But, never have I deprived of food and never have I cried because I am hungry. I have always felt for those who have been hungry and I have always wanted to help those, but the only thing I feel sad is that I have no income of my own.

“Being poor is going to the restroom before you get in the school lunch line so your friends will be ahead of you and won’t hear you say “I get free lunch” when you get to the cashier.” I felt really sad reading this and I wonder how can someone afford to stay like that and I pray to Lord almighty, please help these poor souls.

“Being poor is a six-hour wait in an emergency room with a sick child asleep on your lap.” Oh that is something you see very often in my country with government hospitals. I feel sad and sometimes I feel happy that I never had a chance and I wish and pray that none have that unfortunate chance.

“Being poor is people who have never been poor wondering why you choose to be so.” I strongly disagree (In my single opinion) because I befriend poor girls in my college. Just because I see those girls who are “not poor” have a set of gang and hang out with all those girly charms and I see these girls in a corner having a fine time with people of their kind. I, don’t have a big set of gang but those who understand me loves me and I hang with these poor downward girls and have fun. They are grateful and happy that I chose to be with them and I understand them. i never get those good remark and high five like they do for my choice but I find happiness and gaining happiness is deemed worthy.

“Being poor is knowing how hard it is to stop being poor.” This hit me hard, god! I always pray to my Allah, please help those who have go through much. I can accept and understand because I have been through a lot, and I mean a lot. Physically, mentally, financially and all those “lly” wise.

And in the message section I saw a Soni giving head on with the Being poor in her version and I was heart struck. I can never afford to see people suffering, because like I said I had enough and saw enough to make me feel sad and depressed. I have scars on my left hands that of which I cut. It has healed and left a brown lines always showing what I had to do because I was not able to cope with the pain in my heart. Whenever someone comes and tell me about their sad times, I cry. In silence and in the dark, I advice them a lot of brilliant verses and they feel enlightened and in the end I think to myself, “wouldn’t that apply to me.” And I cry…

A lot of Being poor messages got popped in the message section and most of which stood by my heart is the stealing part for food and thinking will that be a sin. There are people who steal because they feel like doing this and some are there because of their misfortune. And there are people and children who steals,for the sake of someone in their home and give them what they stole and they sleep hungrily.

I can’t think enough and speak because my heart is whimpering and I feel guilt in my guts.”If  only I can do something.”

Ha…i wish and hope and pray and cry for the best and Lord Almighty is all-knowing and empowering, he knows what is happening for the best. Leaving onto his palms, I wish hoping for the best.

Whatever may be, hope is what ties us to not give-up.