There are times when you feel desolate, times when you realise your mind is in dispute with your heart, and memories seem tearing apart. Somehow you manage to deceive yourself but deep inside, you know you’re troubled, you aren’t at peace. I know it’s exhausting, /1

I’ve been through it and I constantly do. I still continue to invest more than I get back, but that never hampered the results, and made me think,
Am i a staunch believer of hope, I doubt?
Then I remind myself, of how my elder brother, always help me with my problems, /2

how he made me realise the importance of self-love, by giving an example of ‘glass filled with water’.

Note : We often complicate things by overthinking. And always fail to count the blessings.
No worldly elegance can provide you mental peace, but hope and ‘Tawakul’. /3