ISLAMABAD.
mahtabbashir@yahoo.com
I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before touching back to my bed. I have responsibilities to fulfill within this 24 hours stipulated time. I am important to myself. However, my job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because weather is rainy,
Or
I can be grateful that the grass and trees are getting watered for free.
Today I can feel miserable that I don't have more money,
Or
I can be cheerful that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases shrewdly and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health,
Or
I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up,
Or
I can feel indebted that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns,
Or
I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today I can mourn over lack of my friends,
Or
I can animatedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.
Today I can whine because I have to go to work in spite of cruel weather,
Or
I can shout for joy because I have a job at least to go to.
Today I can gripe because I have to go to university,
Or
I can eagerly open my mind and fill it with new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do some house work,
Or
I can feel honored because the Allah Almighty has provided shelter for my mind, body and soul.
Today stretches ahead of me waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping. What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have.
Published in daily THE FRONTIER POST of 14th April, 2008 & weekly MAG
MUHAMMAD MAHTAB BASHIR
House # 2026, Street # 32,
I-10/2, ISLAMABAD.
Cell:0300 52 56 875
mahtabbashir@yahoo.com
Misbah from Australia emails':
Apr 15, 2008 7:20 PM
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Regards
Misbah Azmat
ADS Awardee(Postgrad.)
Monash Uni
Melbourne,Australia
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