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The World is Still Exactly the Same

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The world is still exactly the same. And nothing is the same anymore

The seasons carry a certain air of sadness and nostalgia

The sweet abandon of a bittersweet childhood is long gone… the carefree self is long gone

Harsh realities are becoming more and more obvious with the changing atmospheres of the cosmos

With the seasonal clouds finally showing devastatingly beautiful colours hidden in their asymmetry

Distinguishing the black from the white without the murky grey hues in between is nearly impossible

So, every year at the beginning of the summer season, I make a promise to myself

A promise that this time- just this once- happiness will be possible

That every morning won’t be a ritual of nursing a heart that feels broken beyond repair

After having had so much to bear

Yet, here we are- in another season

On the same plane of existence, where the ones I have lost once roamed

Where my elders taught me that I had a life and skills to hone

But the world is a bizarre spectacle

So, I know it was always meant to be a debacle!

As the world rotates on an axis, with every “new world event” also occurring in a loop

Stories of one thousand, two thousand, three thousand years ago, being repeated over and over

The games never change but the players do

And by Allah

That’s a blessing if there ever was one

Because this dunya has a way of knocking one around to ensure that love for it doesn’t settle in the heart

And if this dunya isn’t permanent, it shouldn’t be home

If the purpose isn’t to roam the earth while being cognizant of its ability to turn on a dime,

The loss would, undoubtedly, be solely mine

Because you see, there’s a life to live- a life that you don’t get to set the rules for

And while this test is a temporary one

It’s easy to lose hope and drown in the increasing adversity that’s setting the tone

In those instances, you remember “Allah does not burden any soul with more than it can bear…

Do not lose heart, or despair…”

These verses are a life-line, the best there could be

And I know that Allah is always with me

That’s the way the world has always been exactly the same- and yet, nothing is the same anymore

Mobeena turns into a writer any time she has a minute. She sincerely hopes to overcome her fears and write a novel someday. While her workload rarely leaves her enough time to engage in a hobby, she considers reading and writing her favorite pastimes. Nothing beats a Harry Potter book with a cup of coffee, no matter how old you are (she has convinced herself that she'll read the Lord of the Rings series any day now)

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