Nature and Me

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, 
There is a rapture on the lonely shore, 
There is society, where none intrudes, 
By the deep sea, and music in its roar: 
I love not Man the less, but Nature more.. 

                                                                 William Wordsworth

Wordsworth described it perfectly. Nothing can be more healing than nature. I'm a person who believes that an hour of walking in nature carries more healing powers than hours of shopping and mixing with people. 

Nature listens well, accepts you with all your flaws and advises you like no other. It sends subtle messages to  heal the weariest souls. 

Next time you feel overwhelmed with the happenings of your day, step outside. Even if there is only one lonely tree in your area, don't feel down. It's God's gift to you. Listen well..

A Quote to Live By

Out of the many books I've read, very few ones keep on having a great effect on me. One of those masterpieces is Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre. 

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The aim behind this post is not telling readers what this great book is about, but I find it inevitable to advice every lady to read it. It is extremely empowering! 

One of the hundreds of beautiful quotes in this novel is the one I chose to discuss in this post: 

“I know my Leader; that He is just as well as mighty; and while He has chosen a feeble instrument to perform a great task, He will, from the boundless stores of His providence, supply the inadequacy of the means to the end.”

Whenever you feel that you can't go on, whenever you feel so lonely, go back to Him, the Lord. He is the One who knows you even more than you know yourself. He knows the reason why you exist, the blessing behind every obstacle and the wisdom behind creating the universe. 

When you're fighting a battle no one knows about, you're not alone. He is always there, helping you even when you're not asking for help.

He gave you those battles because He knows you are going to win. 

He is always there..

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She's Hers, Not Anyone's..

One of the most frustrating misunderstandings of life is the habit of forcing girls to marry men they dislike. Parents have to interfere in their daughters' decisions when they realize that they are making wrong and dangerous choices. However, this interference has to be limited as much as possible.

Last year, I heard of a girl who was forced to marry a wealthy businessman because her parents were in need of money. I was terrified to know that these things are still happening around us, in the 21st century!

Brokenhearted, I wrote the story below..

The sun looked unusually pale that morning. Clouds seemed unwilling to clear the sky, nor her vision. 

The dying embers caught her eyes as she washed away the remainings of a sleepless night. Instead of calling her maid to check the fire, as usually does after such nights, she picked her shawl and opened the window. The freezing air of the gloomy morning stung her cheeks. In the distance, she could hear guests arriving. She was astonished to find out that it wasn't very early, after all! 

In the hall, everyone was waiting impatiently for the bride. Suddenly, music started and the huge, gold plated doors opened. The murmuring stopped and eyes turned to the main door. 

A smiling face, covered with a thin veil, entered the room. A tiny figure walking vainly; a straight back and a nose held high. 

As she reached the end of the aisle, a tall, handsome young man came out of the crowd to escort her to her seat. As he touched her shoulder, an incomplete, horrifying scream issued from the figure in white. A stern look from the young man was enough to change this unexpected expression of pain into a laugh. Both were thankful for the deaf audience, clapping and cheering for the two siblings. 

As she sat at the assigned chair, the monster in black sat to her right. Forced into conversation, she smiled and nodded. Then, speeches started. She raised her weary head to look at the speaker, wondering how she'll hide her grief when hers starts. However, she smiled innocently at the speaker, fearing a new scar would sprout on her right knee if she didn't..