of the sky and the ground.

woke up with a sore heart.

spent the entire night.deleting all the old albums. 

no . not because i  simply dislike what i saw .

but because i don't think i have to associate myself with it again.

and so. another folder was deleted.

slowly.but surely.

and i should have known. 

not everyone is the same.

sometimes.

just because you come from a certain background ,being involved in a certain milieu .it does not imply that you are entirely of what your surrounding is.

because Allah created every single human differently.

and everyone holds their own book. 

everything has been written.

we humans are given options.

somehow its not the options that matters.

its how you decide in choosing which option. 

you should go for. for a future.

and in the midst of trying to remember who i was or who i wasn't

i became very judge mental towards myself.

though.they are some bits of the past that i refuse to adore.

i should have known better that it was the very same past that made me who i am today.

and such a fool have i become thinking that if i were to attach myself with the familiar environment soon.

that my heart will soon flipped again.

have you no faith in Allah neb?

He guides whomever He wills. 

do you really think Allah is as fragile as you? 

and what such perception you have.

thinking that one person you have known could be exactly the same with another person.

how can i make such comparison.

when its between the ground and the sky that i am comparing with.

oh neb. 

too much free time .

you have in your hand.

that you dwell your own past.

and became upset with yourself. 

oh neb.

calm your heart.

don't let the devil  win even just one match.

you know yourself.

you are changing not because of anyone else.

you change because Allah wants you to.

and nothing is of soothe at the moment.

besides a very old advice from a mother. 

'Allah will grant you only the best.when you grant Him only whats best of you'

and so. 

putting everything in a box. 

and letting fate.

guides the ship. 

Allahumma ma razaqtani mimma uhibb, faj`alhu li quwwatan fi ma tuhibb.

O Allah, whatever You have bestowed upon me of what I love, let it be a strength for me in what You love.