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*Inspiration* by Arabian Oud {R}



Whenever I get disappointed and feel broken in life, I think about how life could be if I was born again, as an innocent soul, away from demons and evils in this world. Whenver I fall weak in my knees, I seek the strength frm the Almighty Allah. I have felt so lonely in the past few months, ofcourse I hide it in a lot of ways. One of my classic ways of hiding is laughing and joking with everyone and making it seem everything is perfecto with me. During my trip to Geneva in May, I laughed soo much, I guess I never laughed so much, but then soon as I made my way back to London, I had tears instore waiting for me. I lost someone, and soon my joy ride turned into a tragic one, that's fate, I must admit. But it seems weird, coz I have always had more of my share in sorrow and pain than joy. Saying that doesn't mean I am going to stop being a joker, I will always be a joker for people around me, I guess that ain't gonna change ,my grief and sorrow is mine, I don't want to burden people with it, coz no-one understands me. And when your so misunderstood, it's best to be silent.
The photograph you see above is of Ali Abbas, the boy in the grey shirt. He is the well known Iraqi young boy, who took world media by storm after the Second Gulf War in Iraq. He lost his limbs and soon became a face of courage and peace during the war. He lost a lot of his family members. Next to him is his best friend Ahmed Hamza, who lost his legs, his father Uncle Mohammed is standing behind them both. Ali is a true face of inspiration, despite losing his arms, he started painting and had his own exhibition earlier this year in London. I took this photograph during his interview.
'Everytime, I feel betrayed by life, I will sit in dark corners and wander away from this noisy place, where people are so lost in materialistic gains, don't value human relationships, think it's easy to break someone's heart and sometimes even label such emotions as 'useless'. They think it's ok to run away and never let their beloved know why they ran away in the first place. I lost my faith in love and relationshps.. I am a lonely soul, they took me for granted, coz I was always there for them, not knowing how much pain I endured , I kept hiding pain behind a strong smile...
Ali you are a true inspiration to my life and to many others.. May Allah Bless you brother. Ameen...

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