Wrapped in her warmth, I ask myself, if what the generations before us did was to survive in this foreign world, will they forgive me for breaking these traditions that tie us down? Will they forgive me for no longer needing to survive but to live instead?
This book, in all its basic glory, is about all the what-ifs and all the different ways life can manifest based on the actions of a single moment. In short, it is a small representation of both the horror and the beauty of all the lives unlived.
Ramadan is a good month as ever to use as a blueprint for how you want the rest of your days to go, so in these last few days as we begin to bid farewell to this blessed month, consider the following: what nuggets of wisdom can you actualise and put into practice in your daily life?
Even if you take nothing away from this (very long) post, please remember this: you are reading this today, which means you still have life in you yet to live. Do not despair of that which you do not know. Embrace the moment for what it is and let yourself breathe.
We allow ourselves to forget that not everyone needs saving, nor do they need for us to be the voice that pipes up to fight their battles. Sometimes people just want to be listened to. Whether we admit it or not, on the worst of days (and even on the best), we all need someone.