Radical Views, Funky Sexy Life

It's me in typed words. A Simple Girl With Radical but Honest Views and some Plausible Arguments Living Tough Life with A Touch of Optimism and Many Smiles

In No Need Of Pretense January 6, 2010

With people you love absolutely, there really isn’t any need for make-up. they see how beautiful you are anyway, they know your flaws, they know the real you, they know the scars and the cheek-bones, they know your nice qualities and they know when you can be a real asshole! They can see through the camouflage and the pretense and the blue lenses that make you look so good and they will always love you unconditionally.

I guess we always know this subconsciously. It all came to me when I was perusing through photographs of a very fashionable friend who won’t ever be seen without make up and perfect hair – at a grocery~! I saw her pictures with her family. She was plain, simple, sans make up and all the pretenses. She was looking beautiful and this time it was the beauty deeper than her skin, conveyed through the joy her eyes – the joy of always being surrounded by people she loved and those who loved her in return!

Cheers to the new year!

 

On Mirrors, Photographs, Moms and Miracles September 29, 2009

Filed under: For Zahra,Loving Your Parent — ummeaaiman @ 6:39 pm
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Most women, NO. Almost all women enjoy looking at themselves in a mirror especially, when they are damn beautiful.

And women find taking pictures of themselvesĀ irresistible.

They also love looking at themselves in the pictures

UNTIL

Baby arrives.

It’s funny how these women don’t care if they are wearing glasses and oily hair and look at their child in the mirror. It’s funny how these women charge their cameras and empty their memory cards to fill them again with 800 pictures of their child.

But then the word CHILD itself resonates of miracles, innocence, peace, love, need, and a purity too hard to resist. And when a woman finds herself enveloped in a sea of these emotions, she realizes she is and will always be A MOTHER.

A friend just put up 44 photos of her daughter on Facebook. All in the same place, in the same dress. And I know I became that woman too. Ah, there goes modesty.

 

Updates. September 10, 2009

On the darker side of my life, I’m yet not free from a nightmare. And I’m afraid it shall last with me as long as I live. Meanwhile, I will continue to verbally emote.

On the brighter side of my beautiful life, I’m learning patience. Something I wasn’t born with. I get my lessons at 4 am., at my meal times, at her feeding time, at our playing time, my computer time, my cooking time… and my husband has fun watch me learn. Everyone is having fun just by the idea that I’m learning patience. Mom says, “Now you know!!! And just so you know more… she is exactly like you.” Every now and then I get a, “Enjoyed getting attention all the time? Now enjoy giving it.” (Barbie hogs attention all day long and until she sleeps at night. Thank God, she figured out ‘night’ means sleeping 8 hours.)

Yet on the brighter side of my life, I’m looking forward to winter in UAE and enjoying motherhood and being a wife after having become a mother. Some may wonder what the difference is, but many things do change after a child enters coupledom. I’m enjoying online computer games like Farmville and Mob Wars watching Sex and the City (got all 6 seasons). I’m back to blogging, which feels awesome. And yeah, I’m losing weight….
Size 14 is over with, now, I’m a size 12!!!
P.S.: Every rose has a thorn.
 

 
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