Rule #70: Patience is the key to everything.

This morning I was enjoying my cup of hot milo and pancakes, all by myself, in my neighbourhood McDonald’s. I brought only my iphone, a book to read, my MacBook to write, some cash to eat- nothing else- and I felt complete.

I coincidentally met up with a 24-year old guy friend of mine whom I met in a club two years ago. We became good friends ever since then; we hang out and went riding with his friends till morning. Somewhere along the way, our friendship fell apart- we got into a ridiculously huge argument and my relationship with my ex played a huge factor to this- the next thing I knew, we turned into hi-bye acquaintances.

Alhamdullilah, God brought us to meet again today and we had a very intellectual conversation about life and religion for two hours. He has changed a lot over the years and I can’t describe in words how much I enjoy this kind of topics, unlike gossiping and talking about meaningless things. I was very enlightened. Someone once told me, every person you meet is a blessing. True. People come in and out of our lives; that is inevitable. They might hurt us or make us unhappy, but in the midst of that, it is significant to identify these lessons- in suffering, in happiness, in sadness, etc- everything has underlying connotations.

“May Allah have mercy upon you, bless you and guide you to the truth. May Allah make you worship him fully. Remember that he created you, gave you life, gave you substance and provided everything for you and did not leave you alone, rather he guided you. Worship Allah sincerely and willingly, not for me or anybody but for Allah alone. May Allah reward you with goodness.Insya’Allah I will talk to you again.” – Quoted by my guyfriend in his text message after I left.

I look around me and I see plenty of people walking past. Some look familiar, some are just…wayfaring strangers. I ponder a lot about them whenever I sit alone. What are these people feeling? Are they happy being at where they are now with the statuses and reputation that they hold? What is their purpose in life? Thoughts are often labelled to be nothing more than a moment of deliberation; however I personally feel like it is something beautiful. All it takes is a moment of reflection, and it can change the way you see the world and the people in it. xx


Black Top, Zara | Bag, Roxy | Printed pencil skirt, River Island | Wedges, Raoul
Have i mentioned i have a thing for pencil skirts? Hehe!