[Temporary Navigation] - Acceptance To Peace
I prayed for betterment. And know what, i got it not by having any physical or practical change but by means of accepting What I am to accept and what to not in this is world of delusion. *Damn world of Delusion.
First a sense of
Self confidence (That pushes away that sort of insecurities and dilemma),
then,
True realisation (the way we think is not the way this world and people are etc).
Pretending to be Confident (Body Language and mindset -Fake it till u make it). This Video helped (Psychology)
Then, an article suggested by some google website, about what kills happiness -during a day- it is to
try to change What Can't be changed.
As if the ocean I am in is not to be controlled just sailed. Where we have control over not even a single wave. Where we dont know which is taking us where.
like, If i am unbale to read a boring paper why I force myself to make it happen then and there? Why NOT I accept it? What if i just place my head over the laptop and let myself get a power nap, Wake up and see where the water can take me to. *Ive done it twice today and I am feeling peace. Know, how it sounds like? It is like, I slept woke up, went outside the room, outside hostel, was feeling the taste of peanut, got a peanut biscuit -I eat them a lot- then, opened my laptop and started to write this here. And I can also remember the act of praying, where I never worried or got anxious of If I'd be able to offer the next one or leaving for the Masjid instead, I just felt it and went outside, as the time was there.
Right now If I want I can open and read more -the boring stuff, world name as work because it brings a change somewhere, if you are chosen for it... If u r chosen for it.
If I cant help but to think, let it be there - accept and just see it... like, we are already helpless creatures.
And this act that resonates with
MODESTY is the one that I could practice by not taking this damn world Seriously. By not blindly taking stress and taking people seriously instead intellectually making some room to Exist, think and explore with the best of our senses.
enough...enough...
this is how being in another city, in a restricted area, boring labs, psycho officers and psycho women officers I am learning to live -One woman who is even the senior of my lab officer stopped my lab procedures giving useless remarks and wasted my 8 hours just like a day before my lab officer did, Like...
enough...
enough...
اَلْقَلْبُ شَجٍ وَّالْھَمُّ شُجُوْں
My heart is wounded and full of sorrow;
دِل زَارچُناں جاں زیر چُنُوں
my soul is weary and burdened.
پت اپنی بپت میں کاسے کہوں
Whom can I tell my suffering to, in this pain of mine?
مرا کون ہے تیرے سوا جانا
Who do I have besides you, my beloved ﷺ?