I fell in love with this piece of art, it was colored with the color of life and ignites the hope in the soul. I fell in love with its meanings and the way it felt writing it , you end up reading it over and over again and share that big smile on your face. You feel proud as if your words are your first born daughter's smile. I fell in love with the piece and that piece in particular i still didn't write.

Every moment counts

In secondary stage days or as they call it "Thanaweya amma" there used to be a chemistry teacher in school class, as you know school lessons were for fun those days. The teacher while talking to us about anything other than chemistry started talking about time and great people who use time. That day he said there is one student in the room who doesn't waste a second of his life , he makes use of the tiniest bit of it in his studying and wondered why all students are not like him. I just had this thought today about how we really waste our time and did it really became this hard to make use of every moment. I had the thought that why not i'm making use of every moment , and if am going to be asked by God really what was i doing in this life and how was i using my moments and suddenly i had no answer. I envied that student the teacher was talking about in the class room , i did envy him today so much, as i know the teacher was looking straight to me.

One day

One day you'll look at the stars

and then all our dreams would come true

the heartache of the moon will be washed away

by the rain falling on it's heavy soul

the lightness of tomorrow

and the happiness that was left yesterday

all would crack up to the laughter of a child

and then a smile will break all our silence

One day you'll look at the stars

and then all our dreams would come true

Longing

Let the stars glow 

and our stories be told,

waiting for a moment to unfold.

dreams , nightmares.

everyday set to be fake or real

dreams , nightmares

as i miss you, think of you

as i long for you .. myself