J & Y

J, I kept reading your two books but this time I simply enjoy the moments from different perspective. Trying hard to see the insight which were already too clear to see. The intense feelings struck me harder as I repeated my reading on several pages. You managed to conquer and capture our minds, hearts and soul into the depth of the each event.

I hope your third book would be published soon as I am eager to know the rest of your episodes in life with your loved ones back home. Your prayers and never ending hopes were fulfilled simply because you are one of those persons having beautiful heart and soul. Allah has chosen you to experience all those "events in life" from a young age to toughen you up and turned you into a "matyre and crusader" in your own way...........

My youngest daughter, Diyanah who is now in form five, tried her best to finish your "book one" despite her busy tuition schedule. She is on MC for getting her foot cracked in the netball game in school. She would only be back to school (after almost 7 weeks of getting MCs) by next week. Her aim was indeed high, she was aiming for "state player title" before the incident took place. Anyway, the incident earned her an extra long school holiday.

J, I hope all are doing fine with you. Should you ever read this message, please reply in my email and I would really appreciate that.

DEDICATED Y & J

Sharing most of it
I was choked
Page 333 of book Two
Sent me flooding
With tears real tears
Of the shared JOY
Pearls of the lost love
Were finally
returned...and Blessed
To the rightful arms
Its much awaited "shell"

I went through it too
With different actors
Understood the grave sorrow
Disgust, anguish, frustration, helplessness
Lost too but not for good...
Definitely tortured

While those other pages
From Book one
Bewildered me greatly
Of the unmentionable behaves
Unbelievable indeed
Left me astounded
AND flabbergasted

Though not knowing
The prescribed
In greater depth
We should never, never
Ever judge a Book by its cover

This being is discontented
Peculiar indeed
Incompetent, unaccomplished
That is all about those cells
Useless cells from protoplasm
Amoeba without brains?

After reading with much absorption
I had reflections
I dreamed of the same character
Different actor
Similar Clan
Acting outwardly with all goodness
Not a soul cursing

I narrowly escaped
Similar episodes
Which I never regretted
But feeling most grateful
To The Almighty
For saving my life
My precious life
From the gallow

Of the cruel hearted
Viscious protoplasm

J, YOUR patience pays...

Your once empty arms
Are now filled with to the brim
Blessed by more and more
The joy of having
Enormous amount of patience
IS alas
Finally rewarded

Those years they were
Not with you physically
Were the years
Meant for others
To be cared and shared
By you...
Which in return
Made you grew up
Awaken by the ........

They needed you more
No one cares for them
Except CARE....