Hope makes one fool.

I dream about those things which are extremely impossible in real life. Hope makes me believe that everything will work out. Life doesn't work like that. If it is meant to be it will happen smoothly. If it is not,I get in to thinking, worrying and problems. 

Later, I realize that it wasn't meant to be. Sometimes my heart never accept it as it is for a longer period of time. Ten Allah shows me why it never happened.  That cha still remain that. I even after relaxation still don't accept it whole heatedly.  Sometimes I feel my faith in Allah is weak. I don't trust him as I claim. Leaving everything to him or behind is way better, wiser and easier for the peace of mind. But this heart. The feeling of  giving up is practical.  Here you don't own anything. You move on voluntarily. 

This happens to those who try so hard to find silver lining in everything. They forget the reality and hope everything will get right. There are time when I deliberately deny the reality with the hope that everything will be fine.