my life of my dreams
by khatija | January 3, 2011 at 6:23 AM
My life is not my own possession. I am the creation of two unknown souls who meet in world to live as one for rest of their life. Their coming together gave birth to a ambiguity which remains unanswered by obsession of her own thoughts. I am the child of nature born as well as brought up in the valley of mountains which is as revered and pure as droplets of dew. I am indeed part of thee. My soul belongs to mist and snow of this valley whose mesmerizing and unresolved mystery has for ever and a day in its own strange style provided me the vigor to stay alive. I encompass considerate feelings for my people around but with a sentiment of rebel as well. For them their life is owned by providence but I am here to be in this world determined never to surrender to the feelings of loss with my destiny. My coming together with the world was an opportunity and not a preference, opportunity to ordeal in the sea of world and of my own wits which I have accumulated from the gene pool of the ancestors of the human race. Although a piece of fleshy tissue of me also belongs to the body whose womb nourished me for a period of time but I came to the world with my own mind of thought.
