When the internet speed sucks, I say how lucky are those who have a running internet.
When my Uber driver makes me late to the office, I say how lucky are those who have their cars.
When I see a father cherishing the bond with his children, I envy the children because they have a father and I don’t.
When my mother requests me to starve tonight, I wish God can do some miracle and send home the food.
When I see the parents cursing the child for being an obstacle in their career, I wish that Allah has blessed me the tiny soul so I couldn’t miss a moment to love the child.
When I see the group of friends posing for a photo, I wished to be one of them so I can also feel what it means to be in the friends zone.
When I see myself taking shelter underneath the tree, I wish my Lord has given me a tiny hut where I could hide myself.
When I see siblings dispute for money, I wished they would have known how beautifully money destroys all your happiness and how blessed they are to have siblings instead of money.
When I crossed against the shoe store, I wish I have legs to know how it feels when you can try all fancy slippers and reject for not being perfect.
Yes, we all do this often. We don’t know the value of the blessings unless they are slipped from the fingers.
So, start appreciating what you have or else you’ll be left with regrets and sorrows.
I prefer books and diaries more than phones and Facebook. Soulfully connected to Pakistan. And I passionately believe that I can change the world through blogging.
