Thank you StephBee and Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ for giving me a wonderful reason to blog.
It’s monsoon over here in Bangladesh, and it’s raining hard. I love the downpours, or the pitter-patter of the rain on my window. Unfortunately, the only thing the window overlooks is my neighbor’s wall, so I can’t take a good look at the sky.
Also, if I go into the balcony, it’s always an unwanted stare or two, that kinda makes me uncomfortable.
Today again, I was feeling a lot of pain all over my body, so I was thinking of harming myself. However, I figured that if I harm myself in any way, the simple pleasures of life cannot be enjoyed anymore. So, I wanted to look at the simple pleasures of life today:
The little cups of milk tea or cocoa that I enjoy every morning.
The tiny Ixora, Periwinkle, Rose, Chili, Lemon, Basil…. Plants who wait for me every morning to water them.
I won’t be able to feed a cookie to the local red stray dog, who loves me so much. She gives birth to puppies quite often, I love watching them play.
If I hurt myself, I won’t be able to lift the spirits of many students who come to me crying. I won’t be able to hug anyone, something I really enjoy doing.
I won’t be able to write at the local English teen magazine I work for (www.youthwavebd.com), or over here, my pen is my power Alhamdulillah!
Can you think about any other simple pleasures of life?
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