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Who are ya ?
Who are ya?
Different answers - No-idea, I’m a simple unremarkable person. I’m not a human, I’m a wondering soul. I’m lost soul, I’m loving person, I’m me, A unique human ,I’m someone who will never truly know myself but will try, A girl totally lost, A handsome guy badly in love, A winner, A looser.. Etc...
Did you ever have a time to ask this question to yourself? I think No? Life is running so fast. Time is flying and we are too much busy with our life. When we will be loyal to ourselves and think about who we are? Just think if ones do not know him/herself how can understands others? Yesterday, I was pissed off and as usual started thinking negative. After a while I calm down and try to redirect myself towards positive and constructive attitude. Try to impose positive laws and positivist doctrine. Started an affirmative outlook thinking different methods and techniques.
Why it takes so much time to deliver a right message what are we thinking of others? Why we are always insecure to pass our feelings? Why can not be open to others? This morning, I called my Dad. Though he was in rush he needs to attend a meeting but I asked him. In a confidential tone of voice- Dad, I need your 10 minutes as I need to share one of my very secrete information of my life. Dad was quite or pause for a second and he stated go a head I m listening. Again I remind him since so long I want to share that inside information of my life but I do not have courage. Once again Dad was pause and I heard the deep sound of breathing kind an Ahh. I asked him are you ready to hear that - can you handle it? My good God, I was noticing a temporary inactivity from the other side that makes me lil emotional. After a while in a very mature voice I stated Dad since so long I want to share that with you but I do not know why it takes years. Dad answered...Ok go a head... I said Dad I love you very much...... Dad was like ... Thank you very much and I assured you that the love from my side is much more and an uncountable. I am blessed and proud, Dad. He sounds really emotional and stated that you made my day - kido ... (My Dad is my hero).
Well, why I took so long to share these golden words with my Dad. I think it was a gap of two different societies or cultures an American and Pashtoun culture. In Pashtoun culture we pass these golden words with showing/ giving more respects to our elders whereas in American culture very easy and simple to express your inner feeling in the words. Ah, that time I asked this question to my self… Who am I? And the answer was…
“I’m just an other ordinary person – a servant who is trying to spread a smile, love and the peace.
~God bless and keep smiling!
Posted byIrum Khan
People do not understand these or even if they understand; they pretend because of todays stress under which they have to work. When all people are doing wrong single person doing right, has to submit to all wrongs; because it is just like a big forceful current , either surrender or get crushed flying down under it.