A Glimpse of Green: Life's Quiet Resilience

 Today I was lying on my bed, and was leaning my legs against the glass window which covers the whole wall. Looking the blue sky being too bright due to  sun rays and wondering what to do, Then I my mother's voice went into my ears and I got up from the bed and helped her in the kitchen, I knead the dough, then i went out and sat in the balcony watching the green trees which were getting yellow and light green  from the top because of the sun rays, then i looked my plants, they were getting brown, yellow and dusty due to intense heat, and also I did not sprinkle the water on them for many days. So i gave water to the the plants, clean their leaves by sprinkling water on them and put cold water for pigeons in the plastic jar, and then I took my money plant out which i kept inside as it's leaves were turning yellow due to heat, now it's leaves became dark green and big, I sprinkled water on my money plant as well and then what i saw was amazing, which many of us might not notice as it is something in too detail and might be too small or unimportant to notice. That was the drops of water on leaves which were looking like fresh dew drop fallen directly from the sky.

Bareilly Days: Unforgettable Childhood Memories with My Cousins

 Life never reverse back, what is gone is gone, no matter how much You misses it, that's why we should enjoy each moment of our life, sometimes we don't value the most valuable moments of life until we lose them, I remember those days when my summer break starts and the voice of my mother comes to my ear saying we will be going to Bareilly, that were one of the most favourite moments of my life. whole day playing with Adil and Azka,  gossiping with Sara appi and going with her for PTM at her school, so she can flex that she have a blonde cousin, whole day planning with Adil to how to convince my mother (his Moti khallo) to prepare some special dish for us.

 Time passed and sara appi started preparing for medical, now I used to see her whole day studying some weird subjects, the subjects which I don't understand till now, even after finishing my school. Whenever the light goes and everything becomes dark and it becomes impossible to read something, I used to sit with sara appi in her room, hoping that now she can read easily, believing on her words that I shine in dark. And asking her to make promise to do my free check ups after becoming doctor.

 Talking about sara appi, And how can i forget my book warm  cousin Adil, stamp and antique collector,  fan of hot wheel cars and my competitor in steeling my mother's attention, Who used to search horror stories from the weirdest corners of internet and used to narrate us at night, to destroy our sleep, one of those stories was bloody Marry, who used to buy strange stuffs (slime, blood of crab) from shops, Who once took sara appi's new scooty, promising for one round and took 10 round in top speed, and when sara appi stood in the middle of road to stop him, he saw her standing and he turned the scooty around and finally stopped by falling near a ditch, losing Sara appi's favorite key chain which was their on the scooty.

Even today, whenever Mumma makes aaloo ki tikki, I miss that aaloo tikkis which me and Adil used to make at night whenever I went to Bareilly.

Whether it was, lecturing sara appi on wearing boat neck clothes, playing Beyblade with Adil or keeping intentions to steel his  gems pandas which used to come with gems balls. They were one of the best memories of my life, which i miss the most. But the best thing about cousins is no matter how busy or how far you are from each other, these inseparable blood relations are made by Allah (glory be to him). and can not be separated by humans.

 

The Shifting Sands of Empathy: Why We Struggle to Connect in Times of Trouble

       

    It's a familiar scenario, isn't it? When we're grappling with personal struggles and reach out to someone, hoping for a listening ear, we're often met with a blank stare, a dismissive shrug, or that unspoken "so what?"—a clear sign that our problems aren't theirs. Have you ever paused to wonder why people's demeanor shifts so dramatically when we're in pain? Why does empathy seem to vanish when we need it most?

It's not inherently wrong to share someone's burden, to offer a shoulder to cry on, or to lend a hand when we're able. Yet, we frequently encounter this emotional disconnect. Do we mistakenly believe that hardship will never knock on our own doors, that our lives will forever be a smooth, upward trajectory? Life, much like the economy, operates in cycles. After every boom, a recession follows, and similarly, in life, what goes up must eventually come down, and what is down will one day rise again.

If we find ourselves unable to offer practical assistance, the least we can do is provide comfort, a listening ear, or express genuine sorrow for another's plight. Try to step into their shoes, even if just for a moment. It might disrupt the comfortable bubble of our own happiness, but it's crucial to understand that tomorrow, we too could face similar challenges. And when that day comes, we certainly wouldn't wish to be met with the same cold indifference we might have shown others.

However, if you've been a source of empathy for others during your good times, and now find yourself facing an unfeeling, perhaps even cruel, response from those around you during your struggles, remember this: after every sunset, the sun rises again. Difficult times often serve as a crucible, refining us and revealing the true nature of our so-called genuine connections.