I have always considered myself a hermit( or so I assume)but lockdown has shown me I am more sociable than I thought, even if I am rerely the one doing the talking. I like listening to conversations, and thinking about the things people say or didn't to fill the silences. I used to love my family little get together at Eids. Just to listen to adults talking. Now when am writing it's usually the voices from my past I am listening to. Mostly are the memories I shared with my mom (may her soul rest in jannah). The less I rely on outside influence( books and movies) and the more I listen to old memories, my Autobiography wouldn't make for riveting reading but a feeling, or a mood, or dare I say, a truth I am trying to capture ( even if that involves the spirits of mist, hill and stone). Maybe I will put these thoughts on writing into a coherent blog post but this righteous holy month of Ramadan I am still feeling the effects of this absolutely blessed month. Alhamdulilah may Allah accept our ibadah. Ameen #teemahreexee
