From
the very early period of years of my life i experienced nights of
violence and disagreements between my parents .. nights i used to get
scared of - i used to cry and i used to pray to pass on as quick as it
can (i bet loads of you are familiar with it at-least once in a while) -
sometimes i would end up being the stupid girl twisted in between
Abba_Amma er shangsharik chaos - mostly shattered ... shut in my room and curse my life!
... Now at the age of 27, I have realized such nights brought along a new morning as-well ... morning of strength ... the faith i bear the most that no bad situation is permanent and no one can make me feel scared unless I want to be ... prayers was and will be answered sooner or later ... time would pass by and I did move on and I keep moving on !
I ain't anymore the scared - shattered - weak girl who would curse own fate nor do i make myself suffer for someone's lack of temperament !
... Now at the age of 27, I have realized such nights brought along a new morning as-well ... morning of strength ... the faith i bear the most that no bad situation is permanent and no one can make me feel scared unless I want to be ... prayers was and will be answered sooner or later ... time would pass by and I did move on and I keep moving on !
I ain't anymore the scared - shattered - weak girl who would curse own fate nor do i make myself suffer for someone's lack of temperament !
