Hi there everybody! 🙂
Have you ever FELT the speed at which the snow falls? Have you experienced the bliss of your breath syncing with the falling snowflake? I spent this weekend in the Naran Valley and saw the first snowfall of the season. I want to describe it to you- we’ve all seen it in cartoons and movies but how it feels, we can only fathom when we’re in the midst of that heavenly shower. It’s like a winter party and snowflakes are God’s confetti. I rejoiced with my 4 year old cousin and jumped around in the extreme cold with my numb toes but I couldn’t get tired of it.
I had some fun moments and we even made a snow baby xD It had always been my fantasy to do that when I watched Cartoon Network’s Christmas special with the snowmen and snowball fights and layers and layers of warm clothing (things that a Karachiite kid could only dream of).
This is my second post about traveling, guys. I truly HAVE developed wanderlust- it brings out the child inside me. There were some profound moments in this trip too. Things that help me in my recovery, things that show me the light at the end of the tunnel that I’m going through. I bought a postcard recently, with the picture of The Afghan Girl (Yes, the famous National Geographic photograph) and I had always wondered why people paint or take pictures of plain expressions. During this trip, we saw an old man carrying logs on his fragile back down the steep road that we were ascending. My mamoo (maternal uncle) reversed the car to give him some money and he stood still, staring at us with his happy eyes but his expression remained stolid but I could see his faith in humanity getting restored in that moment. I could see him thinking to himself, thanking His Lord for my mamoo’s generosity. Kindness is highly underrated, readers! Always try to be nice when you talk to people, look in their eyes and notice their expressions, respond calmly 🙂
When one is close to nature, one’s own nature starts to resonate. And from within my mind’s chaos emerged a calm feminine spirit voice that talked to me and told me a theory in terms of Newton’s Third Law (every action has an equal and opposite reaction); suppose the pain of suffering is ‘F’ and it is pulling you. As a reaction, a second force, R, is pulling you in the opposite direction. This force, R, is the force of goodness, of your soul’s strength and your self’s hope. If F=R, then you are just surviving, you are neither happy nor sad. Going about your daily rut, you become trapped in this balance, you become numb after some time and when that happens, either F takes over or R does. If I manage to be myself and not drown in the quicksand of hardships, I can be the real me, I can be the person God wants me to be. ‘We are diamonds, taking shape’ (Adventure of a lifetime, Coldplay). I know you guys must have heard this a lot, but the simple illustration helps me get of bed. It’s a tug of war match and I have to pull so that R>F. If F>R, I won’t even be writing this blog, I wouldn’t even have the self confidence to do that. I’m glad I have you guys! 🙂