Mist

dark.jpgAnd the mist scatters

what is and what was,

dulling the drugged senses,

hazy , like people,

in their wrong minds.

~Saadia

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A milestone.

Thank you for having my back through all 200 posts and 2 years and whether you were here from day 1 or joined this community yesterday, I owe you all  ❤

Let us go Somewhere

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We could drive fast, so fast that wind would stuff our ears. We could turn the music up, so loud that we forget the uncertainty of living but not loving how we do it. We could gaze up at the stars and let our hair fly free. We could breathe in the salt of the sea and ride on the waves with bare feet. We could start living while we’re still young , before life flings itself on our shoulders.

We could go somewhere, live young and live free.

~Saadia

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The picture form 😉

 

Say goodbye to safe and sound

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Let us try a few things together :

  1. Living on the wire
  2. Eating good food, the kind that nourishes us
  3. Moving around more, being less stuck up
  4. Connecting with nature
  5. Pampering ourselves more
  6. Praying more
  7. Panicking less
  8. Reading more books
  9. Smiling more (fake it till you make it)
  10. Being more fun, more enthusiastic
  11. Learning to let go
  12. Being tipsy ( non alcoholic type) once in a while and jam out
  13. Travel more
  14. Sing out loud
  15. Live very , very LOUD

~ Saadia

P.s. Do you people want me to do Journal Entries here on my blog. Let me know in the comments 🙂

A Midsummer Soul

BeFunky CollageWelcome to loud music and wavy hair, to dances and dresses, to live a little louder, to laugh a little more, to the nodding of the trees and the splashes of rain. Say hello to breezes and cozy sleep, to hard work that is fun, to cringe – worthy movies that make you chortle, to long phone calls and passing notes in class. Welcome to  a midsummer mind, where we live and love while summer holds our souls.

~Saadia

Summer

 

 

 

 

She looks like a ray of light, like the sunset, like the sky after rain, like the sea looks when it kisses the sky at the horizon and she radiates warmth like Christmas lights but like fire, she looks fierce.

She smells of lavender brushed with bonfires, like chestnuts and tall maple, like the violets and lilacs , up in the mountains.

She walks with the stance of a ballerina and she sings throwback songs that remind me of childhood. She plays hard and loves hard. Being with her feels like summer and that says a lot.

~Saadia

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