July 18, 2016

17th July 2016

The Swirling Mus, July 2015. 

My husband sang the birthday song so softly to me at 00:00 only to be saying “I know how it felt, turning 25” at 11:30pm on the same day. “My moments of truth were turning 16, maybe turning 18 when we left high school, absolutely turning 20 when we left the teenagers and 25 when we really entered adulthood”, added him.

Contradictory to me, my moments of truth were only turning 20 yes when we left teenagers and turning 25 – absolutely – when we really entered adulthood. Wow, welcome to adulthood Mus. I’m a proper adult now and I don’t wish to meddle in petty things. Ceh hahahahahahaha. So let’s keep ’em at bay, please. And if I ever become petty myself, lemme know that softly and firmly, so I can continue being an adult again.

Thank God for bringing me this far, Alhamdulillah. I wouldn’t wish for anything more, for now this is abundant x infinity. I had so much fun growing up especially with my girls and family (you don’t need to know me close enough to notice that I am more a friend-oriented person than family from my pictures uploaded). But on the day I turned 25th, the occasion was different for me. I spent my whole day in the being of family, yes the whole 24 hours. Felt odd but it was true and very encouraging for my strive to become more family-oriented. Somehow, this has sparked out gently from the day I wished I was more balanced or at least have a division of 60% family and 40% friend oriented.

From time to time I have also managed to cut loose irrelevant people in my life which was a struggle for me as I was really a people person. But time, does does magic. You should do this too, remove toxic and parasites from your life. This makes your life more worthwhile and you can start focusing on your self-development rather than wasting your time, energy and money on unimportant things. The best is, you will feel more alive and present. Like how the yogi usually said it,

Be grateful, mindful and you’ll be more present.

Yes, I understand it is always hard to move on from someone who you have had some collisions with especially when you keep it inside and never confess. I love confessions so much that I don’t usually get them. You know the life equation which when you love something you don’t really get them but for the people who hates being confronted or confessed at always gets one or two. Please gimme more guys, always intrigue me to know where I’ve wronged and how I can improve. But sadly, I don’t really get them. Some from my friends, but very few. Absolutely from family – that’s what family does righttttt? And sarcastically too. Hahahahaha. No doubt from my husband who last time wasn’t like this but I nurtured him to be one until it gets quite uncontrollable. Hahaha. But I take it that he covers the parts where my friends do not.

If done right, confessions are really healthy for any relationships. Provided that you say it softly and regretfully too. Make sure to remove all egos first before starting one because what you really feel inside can really be felt by the people around you. You’ve heard of vibes? Yeap, that’s the one. If you are confessing just because you want people to think that you are a good person, it will feel fake. So, get your intentions right and inshaAllah it will all be smooth sailing.

To be honest, I don’t really have a particular topic to bring about in this piece. Maybe just to mark my 25th year of living and to let all of you know that I am writing a travelogue of our backpacking experience which I hope to publish the book soon. Well, we’ll see how it goes, shall we. InshaAllah <3

Thanks a lot, you’ve all been an amazing support system.

I love you. Mwahs