My Schmaltzy Journey of Life.

So long no post, more like so many posts but let's not post them. What is love? Love is a dumb feeling . There are different kind of love. The love you get from your mother, father, family and friends. Oops also your partner . That's the kind of love im going to talk about, aight. Love isn't love at first sight. You can love something about someone at first sight , but that is not the love that makes you spend your life together forever. Neither is love, loving someone's body. Love isn't falling in love either. What happens when someone falls? You get Hurt . What happens when glass falls down? Break . You learn to love, you grow your feelings towards someone. Love is like a tree, with the right things it grows and with the wrong things it withers . Or dies. You don't love, someone you meet on Internet. You like, and hope it turns into something more, then you date, then find someone else and replace each other (or me). That isn't lo...

I wrote a post hoping this year would send me straight to Mars, would let me bloom into the flower I wish to be or maybe wings would not be cut off and I would fly to infinity. The year started on January of course and now its May, the month of Ramadan is starting. Till now this year was full of  a lot of emotions. I got a job, because I wanted to be independent and well I did it. I want to write about a lot of things but I can't jumble all of them so today or whichever date I publish this, I think I'm going to talk about my view on parents. Parents; mother and father. Mother.. In my view my mom was the closest to me. Even when I was small I always felt more warmth and love from her. After all I am a part of her, I came out of her body. I fed on her food, Heck I fed from her too. A mother would always love her child no matter what. She would be always by her child's side. She would never find faults in her perfect child.  My mom would shower me with love and that di...

Just on a normal day, I visited my grandparents like I do everyday. Every time I go there they'd spoil me with love and food, which I can't complain about. I apologise before I say that, I do have a favorite and a cousin who I might love a bit more than others. Not that I don't love my other cousins. But for me, she is very special for many reasons. My family big consists of my dad and his 3 little sisters and grandparents and of course cousins. Before this very girl I love came I was the only girl in our family. I grew up with boys. Not that it's a bad thing cause it was fun playing football with the boys. So she's a girl, and I'm no longer the only girl. So I instantly felt closer to her because I couldn't wait to spoil her with love. Finally someone I can play tea party while babysitting. And we can't forget how she always made me happy and laugh on days I felt down. Even if she isn't aware of what she's doing, she became my happy pill. And...