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[whispersofthepurplevalley]

I wouldn't have written it at this hour if it wasn't this important for you to know : People who always appear okay are sometimes not. They are terribly lonely. They build walls of words around them and decorate them with metaphors. They keep you at bay all the time, anxious of being known, scared to let you know more than you should. So used to try to protect everything else, they do not even remember that they deserve it too. That's why, judge less and see more. Don't just listen, hear.

I know that it's humanly impossible to decipher disguised cries for help all the time. No one can be there for anyone beyond a certain point. So, while you can, make them believe that you are there to hold them when they fall apart. Love away their fragility. Prepare them well for the solo wars. In a world where everyone is trying to stay away from pains and scars, be the brave one. In this land filled with broken hearts and smiling faces, be the one to love. Be the flicker of hope that would reignite the fire to fight in a soul at war.

-Sabina Yesmin

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

April: the season of thunderstorms, power outages, wordless-ness, grief and introspection.

Sabina Yesmin

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

Everything I tried to do ended up failing. Nothing I planned were working, and I just had failed the entrance test that I had written after working beyond hard for two long years. I was the biggest failure before my father's eyes. My mother's silence accused me of breaking her only dream. I was guilty. The sun was exactly over my head, and the heatwave of summer had turned the entire road an abandoned place, but none of it was reaching me. I had burnt way too much to notice a new fire. Just then, my phone rang, and I was told that my boyfriend didn't make it. Despite all his courage, his will to live and his patience, he had passed away. I wanted to cry, cry loud enough for the skies to hear, but not a single drop of tear came out. A few blocks away, there were people waiting, waiting for me to tell them that life was beautiful, and that it's worthy of all the fight in you. I was a believer they came to believe. But, at that moment, no cell in me was fighting, and I knew I couldn't lie to look pretty to them. Dragging my body a little harder, I cleaned my face, took a deep breath and walked towards that stage. Closing my eyes for one last time, I prepared myself to say the truth, "Life hurts sometimes. Hope feels like a dirty lie. You are convinced that you don't matter, and the world appears to be a place you don't fit in anymore. Emptiness isn't a good place to be. Life really does show you no mercy. So, question yourself every time before you choose to quit, is that all you have got? Is that all it takes for you to break? Most of your branches might be brutally broken, and existing might be a whole new war, but don't forget to take a deep breath and see, see closely, are your roots really dead? Oftentimes, there's always something still left."

-Sabina Yesmin

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If there's anything I have learned from life, that is, our fundamentals are never defined by the people we meet, by the people we lose. On the contrary, our fundamentals decide the kind of relationships we form; the way we accept losses, rejections and sometimes, betrayals. In this world filled with bodies with half-hearts, finding someone to rely on is a divine gift. Do not waste yourself if you don't find the connection you seek in the people you come across. Do not forget your inner beauty because of the bitterness outside. Be authentic to your being. And when the time comes, you will taste the completeness you seek in the most beautiful manner. Trust the process. Good things do come to the ones who stay in touch with their faith in the good side of mankind.

-Sabina Yesmin

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

4 AM-

A message before dawn:

Bring her back to the city of your soul

Before the sunlight takes her away.

The heart where you are a castle made of dreams

is a season --- with seasons it fleets away.

Cover her with the warmth of your presence,

Tell her that you are ready, ready for her.

Her absence is a curse you aren't prepared for.

Don't believe me? Imagine a world without her

reminding you how beautiful you are.

-Sabina Yesmin

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

Weave a shawl with all the promises you have made. Cover me! Cover me! Take me away to your land. Tonight is the night when you protect me from all the evils I have uncovered before you.

-Sabina Yesmin

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

Abhorrent to any accepted notion it may sound, but, I haven't seen a single thing that's meant to be that didn't really happen. Likewise, no matter how hard we try, what's not written for us won't be ours no matter how hard we beat ourselves for it. In this process of seeking, we as humans change, our ideologies change, our hearts change, but what's written by the divine pen doesn't change. Denying acceptance, thus, is folly. It takes one nowhere. However, believing that a change has occurred for a meaningful reason and looking forward to what it has to teach you does great things to one's personal growth. You can either be okay with the flow of life or you can lose yourself trying to swim against the current. Regardless of how cruel it appears, for a living soul, pain is inevitable. It will come often in various shapes and forms to teach you what's necessary for the next step ahead in your life. Be like the leaf floating on the moving waters of a river, something as vast and as deep as the ocean will most certainly await you.

Sabina Yesmin

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