…….

I remember being here before. Vaguely.

I remember the helplessness. The lonely silence. The feeling of resigning to fate. And yes, the helplessness…I hate it…. 

Is this because of a broken promise? Is breaking a bad promise really bad? I cannot do blind faith. I’ve tried, its futile. I am sure that this is the RIGHT PATH.

Or is this because of karma? Yes, I have done many wrongs. If this is karma, then I have nothing more to say, except, I am not ready for this.

We are not ready for this. Have mercy. Please. We need more time.

I NEED MORE TIME….

We verily created man and We know what his soul whispereth to him, and We are nearer to him than his jugular vein. (50:16 Pickthal)