Scribbling in the Corner...
Ma'as salama one and all...
I'm currently waiting for a few minutes before I leave work and catch the train home... I thought I'd spend a few minutes 'blogging'. 'Blogging' sounds like something dodgy - the kind of thing you do furtively, in secret corners; the kind of thing that sends you blind!
Speaking of secret corners - I wonder how many people actually read this stuff! Well, not that I really care, to be honest. Dialogue would be nice, but ultimately, the purpose of this blog is personal: it gives me a space to write and thereby order my thoughts. I find writing very therapeutic. It's a good way to de-stress. Not that I feel I'm any good. Just that the process of ordering and writing down (or in this case, typing) my thoughts helps provide me with a direction. My blog is primarily a form of personal catharsis, or purification via text, you might say. Ya Allah, that sounds a bit pretentious! It's just that writing helps me think and feel; thinking and feeling help me to find direction - which helps me to make sense of this crazy world and thus to find the direction to Allah.
Well... it's 4:15 on Friday afternoon. My office window is open and I can feel a slight breeze (coupled with the noise of passing trains). There are two pine trees outside my office window, with branches moving gently in the breeze. In other words, an average friday. Having said that, though, it's nice to pause for a little while. It's worth realising that each moment is truly unique, never to be repeated. So, what appears to be mundane - is actually really unusual!
So, not just another day after all then!
Ma'as salama and toodle pip!