mehreenasghar
a chill ran up her spine as she felt someone pass by from behind it was a dark night and she was all alone in the house. she already had had a bad feeling about this. she mustered up the courage and turned around only to see a dark figure standing behind her. she screamed...
this was a century of milestones. i see century as a time span for human development. the kind of development that shaped human life as it is today. century brings to my mind the color of gold. somehow. strange i know.
i imagine myself being wrapped in something safe, something i can hold on to, wrapped in my mama's love. i see myself scared, not sure of what move to make, suddenly left alone to make my own decisions... i want to wrap myself up into something safe...
meaning as in the meaning of things, what people mean, their intentions. i wish i had the meaning to my life. the kind of life i want. meaning also reminds me of my junior classes when we were made to memorize meanings of words. words seemed infinite when we were young.
i lack in may be a lot of things but i also know i try to make up for them in my own way. lack reminds me of the phrase "lack of water" (strangely)... it makes me think about drought hehe
i want to make up for all the things i lack in and make my parents proud!
stride always bring to my mind a scene where im crossing a mass of water. although i know the real meanings are entirely different, but the minute i see this word someplace i have in my mind a scene where im crossing some body of water... i know that's weird!
character
beauty
self
knowing urself
nature
God
strength
depth of colors
understanding