Wednesday, July 24, 2013

This love

'Tis a many splendored thing, this love-

It shines like grace from the heavens above.

Warms my heart, sets free my soul...

Opens me up-

Makes me whole

Fills me up so I can float

As I scatter onward this blessing I behold

The more I have, the more I give

The more I give- the more I get...

'Tis a many splendored thing, this  love...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Shahnaz,

I recently came across your blog, you might remember me, I used to be an avid reader of your blog. Its been 2 years since. I once wrote to you when I was feeling very low and you lifted up my spirits telling me to ‘move on’ in your comments section of your blog and that ‘everything will be fine.’ I took your advice back then and how I wish everything had been fine.

I fell hard. I got engaged to someone whom I loved and thought I knew for over 3 years – oh how painful it is to write! – he went abroad and after some time I was forced to go abroad to visit him (I write force because I wouldn’t have done it by my own choice but I had to move to see him or he would have left me). I lost my job, my family who were totally against it, I lost my money and pretty much everything else. The plane was the hardest journey. Still I went leaving everything behind just to see my fiancĂ©… and everything changed with him. He broke off the engagement the very first day that I visited him, sexually assaulted me, called me a whore and fled the country. To this day I am only left with unanswered questions.

I was left broken. Went back to USA, and I tried - unsuccessfully - to kill myself. The closest I went was Coma. I had lost everything Shahnaz, utterly everything including the remaining last drops of dignity, honour, and purity.

It’s not easy explaining my feelings to a counsellor, family, friend. Some feelings don’t have names to it. I am broken, completely dead inside. I feel like a robot.

Its been some time. I sort of lost my voice – I stutter now – think it was because of the shock of the incident, I still take depression tablets (addicted, moreover) and unable to ‘Move On.’

Sometimes a person can take away your life whilst you’re still living. Look at me, I died long ago.

Anonymous said...

Owe what the beautiful lines i must say..from Shahnaz

Anonymous said...

He who has this secret known.
He must peep into his own
Lives He in the shrine of peace
Where there are no ups and downs
o just love
Warms my heart, sets free my soul...
o just love,this love

Anonymous said...

Are u allright there☺

Shahnaz said...

My dear dear broken soul-
Here is my email address should you need more privacy
Shahnaz.khawaja@gmail.com

Inside of you- behind the terror that he left, and underneath the heart that he broke, is YOUR CORE... Within that resides your soul-
Your soul is UNBREAKABLE and INVINCIBLE.
It is a fleck of divinity... Just like a magnet is a fleck of a lodestone-
You come from divinity, your soul is divine/ no mete mortal can rob you of your soul.
Have courage dear heart- cry if you must
Break if you must and then when that is done
Take a breath and go deep within your soul-
You will find when you visit there
WHO YOU ARE!
And NO ONE can take that away from you-
Much love and many blessings-
Hold on tight to whatever you need to, to carry you through the darkness- it does pass... It must! And after darkness comes the dawn-
Hold on just a breath longer and another breath longer... Hold on until your dawn-