Wednesday, May 11, 2005

To Whom I Owe It All...

Maybe some times I forget to thank you for the so many things that happen. Though, I speak to you verbally everyday; today I want to write to you.
I want to be sure that I have given my true feelings a physical body.
I've known you soo long but only really reached out to you some 11 years ago. I still remember how I was just 10 years old, and was very upset about some trivial isue that seemed of paramount importance back then. I could only think of you to turn to and I'm so glad I did.
In this world where promises are broken and faith is shattered more easily than glass thrown from above; I learnt to only trust you. It's amazing how that trust in you completes me enough that I don't miss not trusting others.
Maybe you sometimes think I only turn to you or remember you when I'm in crisis...Sometimes, I feel like maybe I'm selfish when it comes to you. I only want to take from you without giving but that's what is so unique about my relationship with you. I don't have to keep a record of whose giving and taking.
You've seeen me in times that no one in this world has. You've seen me crying myself to sleep, when the depths of my heart were hurting. You've seen me cringing in frustration when my darker side was getting the bettter of me. You know when a thought is born in my mind, you know when an emotion decides to control me. You know the whitest parts of my heart as well as the blackest.
But, I want you to know something that I find really beautiful bout "us". When in need, in crisis, in pain, anguish..you're the FIRST name on my lips. I'm sure you're the first name for millions out there but out of the million names out there, your name is the first for me.
I love how everytime I ask you for anything, you give it to me and if you don't, then you give me the serenity of knowing that there is something better out there for me.
Thank you for guiding me to those paths of life where a lesson awaits me, thank you for caring for me when the lesson I learnt was painful.
Above all, thanks for giving me the composure to deal with the ups and down of life with nonchalance and maturity.
You know something..I know when you're upset or unhappy with me. I don't know how you do it but without saying a word, your anger or discontent is fully conveyed to me. I'm sure you find it totally insane how I try justifying and explaning my silliest, most obnoxious actions to you. But, somewhere deep down, I really do believe that you'll understand and forgive me.
I know this will sound very presumptous, but I only dare to take this liberty with you...I think I'm your favourite. Why else would you always listen to me, help me, guard me when I really don't deserve it. There are so many others out there who are much better than me but I feel like you give me elite treatment. Look, that's how much you've spoilt me.
I want you to know something..You're the ONLY one whose love I'm so sure about. Tomorow if no one was to be there for me..I know YOU will.
Everytime I raise my hands to you, you're always there to touch them with your magic.
Thanks for making miracles happen in my life.
I sometimes can not keep pace with the roller coaster pace of my life but I forget to thank you for giving me a life that has so much in it. There are people out there who spend their whole lives doing nothing or the same thing.
I think I've written too much for a first note. But, I could write a book and it still would not do justice to my infinite love for you, to how much you've given me.
For all this and so much more, I want to thank you God.
I love you very much and I know you love me too. You just don't say it, you prove it.
I'm going to bed. I might be too busy to say it tomorow so let me thank you in advance for another day of life......

Your Favorite,
Hiba:)

1 Comments:

Blogger Nigar said...

Very moving,and so very universal.How many of us have not felt that way.Before I sleep every night,this is what I marvel: God's "elite" treatment of us.We really are so privileged and should send thanks more often than we do.Well done, Hiba...proud of you.

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