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Saturday, March 18, 2006
So the March holidays is drawing to an end.
(Glad it is. I think I need to get back to studying to keep me sane.)
It's a Saturday, and I'm STILL sick.
Wanted to talk about what happened these few days, but there's sthg more important i should blog about. (:
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So anyway, I was watching TV with the usual when-you're-down-with-the-fever-package(ice packs and wet towel resting on the forehead.HAHA except that mine comes along with a tub of ice cream in my hands) , and well they were showing the story of LADEN & LALEH BIJANI.
And it hit me what a selfish, self-centred bitch I've been for the sixteen plus years of my life.
It was always about ME ME ME ME.
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Nothing but ME.
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With selfish, self-indulgent, ineffectual thoughts consuming me, I didn't think much about the people who were less fortunate than me, the disabled, the handicapped, the less blessed.
I sought to comparing myself to people who were better off than me, and I didn't pause t think that there were billions out there who din't get food to eat, or water to drink, didn't have a roof above their heads, or money that could substantiate their needs.
And here I am, whining and complaining about how the lack of money I get to substantiate my WANTS.
To think a girl my age, would have no school to go to, no education she'd want to attain, a bleak future ahead of her, no dreams or goals, spending each day searching for food,and all she does is live everyday, wondering if she'll die from hunger the next day.
Blessed with everything that's enough to keep me contented (a family who loves me, great friends like angels God has sent me, love)I take many many many things for granted.
So I'll gradually improve myself as a person, a being. (:
And learn to embrace the things that God's given me and learn to appreciate it.
Cos i know there are SO MANY people out there who aren't as fortunate as I am.
I hope God forgives me for all of that, btw.
Just a self-realisation. (:
More than just, a just, actually.
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But first of all, I MUST learn to be a more patient person.
And I must come to terms with the fact that I don't get things that i wish for almost immediately.
God will take His time, and give me what i ask Him for. (:
It may take days, weeks, months or even years.
So when I want sthg, i must wait for it.
HEY that's how life is, isn't it. (:
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Back to the story of Laden and Laleh Bijani.
Beautiful, brave people. (:
Beautiful people, with beautiful courage.
They were DYING TO BE APART.
One day, I hope to muster the courage that they had.
The courage of wanting to achieve their dreams, despite knowing that they might just.. die from it.
Absolutely inspiring, how they DARED TO DREAM. (:
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After almost three decades together, Laden and Laleh Bijani just wanted to live separate lives. But the operation that was meant to grant the conjoined Iranian twins their wish ended up killing them instead.
Despite being conjoined at the head, the sisters sought separate futures. Ladan wanted to return to Shiraz to study law. Laleh planned to move to Teheran and work as a journalist. They knew the four-day surgery was risky; doctors only gave them a 50-50 chance of survival.
May God bless them. (:
They had such strong faith in God, that even if they died from it, they knew He must have done it for a reason. (:
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Extract of the conversation the sisters had four days before their fatal surgery.
Laleh : Will you still stay with me after we've been seperated?
Laden: No, I'll run away and escape from you! *giggles. I'm just kidding. I'll be with you wherever you are.
Sigh. Little did she know then that those were their last days tgt.
I'm so thankful I watched that document ; Made me realise alot and self-reflect.
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Monday in a day's time.
AHHH YAY NEW UNIFORM (: