REASON

By Fareed Omar


If i knew then what i know now, i would still choose my now over then. 


If i had then what i have now id appreciate what i had then. 


Now and then i think often, jointly, then i have more than what i could have had or could have possibly imagined. 

Alhamdulillah.Which of the lords favors could you deny? 



It is not known to those who know.  Muqattat. For those who understand the disjointed three, can still incorporate basic beliefs unto their hearts even before noon. 


With reason, we may eventually find reason. Till then, it remains...


The reason behind... 


the reason behind why relationships fail.... 


the reason behind why bloodlines are severed... 


We read in silence as we appreciate the quiet behind what is not said. 


Give it a thought. 


A thought not voiced remains but a silent judgement in courtships, silent in jury, the accused is hurt, denied his right to a fair hearing. That is my conviction. 


The what if, could today be, as is. 

All we need to do is communicate and stop assuming. Its normal to play victim yet if we really were then we could have been saved by at least a shout. 

A shout out to all who think and silently pass judgment on others. Aren't we all being a bit obnoxious. Someone needs to be the first to press conference. 


You never know, you might just lift an internal load you have pelt up inside. And might just mend a relationship you assumed. 


Echo your inner voice, i speak unto you. I welcome you as my interlocutor. No blame no shame. 


Karaoke, sing if you must. Once you enjoy it then the audience responds to your reverberations.Feel your innerself and let them hear you outside.

It is up to you; how you sing alone.

Its up to them; how and when they sing along. 


Confidence exuded in yourself first, then in confidant if at all. 


It is your choice whether or not you have one or share with one. All in all, give it your all. Just let it out.

It helps after all. 


After all, you might just end up seeing the rainbow at the end of the rain. 


Colours!...the arabs would say, but not spell.