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Aliya - Alifya Yousuf.


Aliya turned 15 today. She was sitting on her bed and cleaning her room as per her routine. She took a deep breath and finally gave in to the annoying feeling. Furthermore, she was feeling lost. Not only that, but she did not know about what. For a long time, she asked herself, Who is it I am fighting? To be honest, she did not want to admit that for a time being she was her worst enemy; Looking at her flaws, examining them under a microscope - The outer and the inner ones. Ironic it was, she could hide the outer flaws with her bright smile. But the inner flaws, that, she did not speak off. For example, take her homecoming party. She felt a strong void almost the whole time. But as soon as someone said, “Oh Aliya, you look beautiful.” Only then, she believed she was beautiful. Only then, when someone said those words. Then, she felt valid enough. There was one more thing; she was hiding from herself. When she compared herself to every other living soul. When she pushed herself to an extent, even though she knew her body couldn't go. She was breaking, slowly but surely. However, what she did not know is that she was fueling the fire in her that was already angry.


Aliya turned 20 today. She was messed up. That lost feeling she had admitted to herself 5 years ago. By now it was killing her. Slowly but surely. But Poor Aliya, how can she fix something that does not even have a name. While she walked to her friend’s house. She stopped at a library and saw a book on the library shelf. It was called “Who will cry, when I die?” by Robin Sharman. She picked it up and dived into another world. And this is where her journey began. From there, it was one article after another. One ted video and series of humans who spoke about their experience. Her eyes, for the first time, opened. Learning was always around her. But for the first time, she was understanding the surrounding learning. Many people were just like her, feeling insecure on lonely nights. Many people were breaking themselves until someone patched validation to their side. The jealous fire was burning not only trees but souls. She was not alone. And if others could learn to improve themselves. Aliya after so much learning could finally identify those monsters. She accepted that yes, she was not the perfect girl, that she flawlessly showed to the world. Furthermore, she had sides that were ugly monsters. But you see, Aliya did not accept those monsters. She made it her core mission to demolish the place in her heart where those monsters have been living. Clean it, water it, and make it a place where instead of ugly ruthless monsters, Her flowers would be growing.


Aliya turned 50 today. You must be thinking that Aliya is finally doing well. However, this is not true.

This is the part of the story which gets shoved under the rug. But she chose to share it with you. While on her mission of growing this garden or redefining her inner building. She could not help but face the truth. While she was cleaning her mess, she finally saw what those ugly monsters looked like. They were scary and disgusting, indeed. She could not believe it for a while. That monsters like jealousy, insecurities, and Validation in so many variations were living in her for such a long time. Worse, she fed on those things that were internally killing herself. Things went worse down the whole when those monsters fought back with her When she saw herself making some same mistakes again. Wanting, dreading, and fighting to grow. None of this was easy, it will take a lot of time, she said to herself. Paths will keep on getting exchanged. At times, she feels she is just right there. At the destination of being her best self. But my friend, even at your best sometimes you can quickly go down at your low. However, with mental, physical, and emotional self. Aliya rises as a queen and slays those monsters with bravery. She is working hard on herself. Taking help on any source she can get on her hands.


Aliya is 80 years old today. I see her still gardening her garden. There are flowers there. Beautiful ones. They are called gratefulness, self-confidence, and contentment. Her Inner building construction to this day is going on. I see closely, there are some monsters still lingering. But then I see Aliya, her eyes on the sword. She consciously puts in the effort and shoves those monsters away. I, for the first time, Go to Aliya today, Ask her, is she not tired? Why has she not reached her destination yet? She smiles at me and says, “You fool, this work never ends. The day it does it will be one of 2 days. The day I die. Or the day, where I start to believe that I have taken all the knowledge in me. The day I will be the biggest fool. I will be on cloud 9 and these monsters will crawl in quietly and destroy everything. And you see this building. She shows me and it is way high. Higher than K-2 for me. Aliya told me that she makes new mistakes every day. But then she learns that it is okay to fall in different ways. As long as you learn to heal your different wounds in different ways. I am just grateful that I come here every day. Sow different seeds in me, build a concrete block. And you see this building, She shows me and it is way high. Higher than K2 for me. Aliya told me that she makes new mistakes every day. But then she learns that it is okay to fall in different ways. As long as you learn to heal your different wounds in different ways. I am just grateful that I come here every day. Sow the beautiful seeds of growth. Appreciate me for how far I have come. I love this place.

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