Sometimes getting up in the morning becomes a task for me. Yesterday I slept till 12:30 am. There were lots of work to do but I just couldn't find the strength and motivation to get up. Am I becoming depressed? This is going on since last two years. The motivation to get up is never there. It feels like I am salve of my feelings which are low.
Morning time is my favorite time of the day. I am always in the awe of sun rising. The soft, diffused light of the Ishraq/ Sun rise turning into orange gradually is the most beautiful thing to watch. Everything is so vivid, and peaceful. Just the sound of birds. Indeed there are sings for those who wanna see it. I always try to sleep at night to get up early. But getting outta bed is totally different story. Sometime I watch the whole process from my window.
Today, I decided to stay awake and be productive after sahur. Had my tea and wow. I am awake and loving it.
My focus was in wrong things. Constantly thinking about those things were harming me. I was going into depression. Allhumdullah there is light. This quite time in morning when everyone is sleeping at my home gives me enough time to appreciate life. I feel OK now. It dawns on me that I am a week person. My actions were actually reactions depending on my moods. I was thinking it is alright. And that is the way to react. A control and patience are something people develop. They are strong and successful people. I never knew how small things matter.
Morning of course is time-fresh boon to th living beings.Nice post.
ReplyDeleteSo many things we have to just watch and ignore, especially when we don't have anything good to absorb from it. Take such things only superficially. Strain the experience and take only the useful and endearing ones.
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