I promise I will learn from my mistakes.

 He is kind and sweet, 

He gives me love

And I give him 

Everything,

I never gave you

And when he sees things

The way you did, I wish

I did not do you wrong

Afaf J.

December 25, 2023

Five Parts Blog - December 25, 2023

This blogs comes to you in five parts: 

1. The joy in the air

2. Does joy come from where we live? 

3. DISC profile Assessment, I recommend 

4. Another dream

5. The part where I tell you you're awesome

Part one: The joy in the air

Almost every patient I checked out today told me they will be with their family over the holidays when I asked them their plans for the holidays. I asked everyone. I checked out around 72 patients today. It's amazing to see how people in most cultures celebrate public festivals with their families. I can feel a similar joy in the air as I felt around Eid Holidays when I lived in Lahore. It's beautiful and inspiring. Family is one of the richest assets in life for us.  

Part two: Does joy come from where we live? 

I live in Ottawa now. I love being here. Perhaps words cannot describe the gratitude I feel. Perhaps I would feel the gratitude wherever I live with the education and wisdom I have gained over time. I live in Canada without family and perhaps I could have continued living in Pakistan and still would have felt this gratitude. I was certain for a few years of my life that I 'need' to leave Pakistan to feel accomplished. I am not sure about this anymore. Perhaps, perhaps only - because I like to believe that the only reality is this. It is now. It is nothing else. It is nowhere else. It can never be anything other than what is. 

Regret and guilt are unnecessary emotions because everything that has happened could not have happened any other way given the external circumstances we grow up with, our genetics, evolution, life, astronomy, the pop that began the universe, life or whatever it is that came first, and our mind; hence, it happened the way it did. The only way it has happened. The only way it could happen. 

Part three: DISC profile Assessment, I recommend

Admittedly, I miss family, my sisters who are with their children, my nieces and nephews, and our parents in Pakistan right now. I have immense love for them. I will do anything for them. Although, this would be a good time to remember that my DISC profile analysis did suggest that I tend to over-promise. I sadly agree that it has been true at times in the past. Since I did the assessment, I have been more careful about my promises. My promise to self to never lie again (since I read Sam Harris's book "Lying") definitely helps keep myself in check. By the way the disc assessment is awesome. You can do it too, just look it up. 

Part four: Another dream 

Everyone at work did their DISC profile analysis before the Tony Robins Results Coaching event. My, my - was that my favourite experience in a while! Yes, it was. One day, (now I am fantasizing) when I will become an international traveling coach publicly speaking with hundreds of people regularly, I will tell the people that I saw my life - I saw its goods and its bads, and I asked myself: how can I improve it? The answer was simple: I had to leave Pakistan. 

It is almost 2024, I am a dual citizen of Canada and Pakistan, and I live my dream life each day and every moment. 

P.S. If while reading, you imagined yourself living your dream life, cheers to you! Cheers for being able to accept the reality that whatever you want oh-so-bad is in-fact absolutely and determinably possible and doable. Cheers to you for imagining that even if it hasn't become reality yet. 

Part five: The part where I tell you you're awesome

You are awesome. 

With love, 

Afaf J. 

December 18, 2023

Draft 2, January 27, 2024

Retreat

An arc flexed and released
another illusion breaks
love times out
life walked back from my mother’s warm blanket
to the cold winter nights in a great land of privilege
aware, adamant, ardently holds on to isolation

I am better by myself

It's candy coated charcoal 
you must have smelled it
no surprises there; retreat
it won’t be easy so here’s what you do:
meld with the batter of added salt instead of sugar
everyone fucks up

Take the back seat, surrender

Afaf J.

29 and Rocking.

Life twisted, turned and took me along with it while it jerked and messed up my intestines, my heart, and my head. But somehow, I feel stronger. 

I have more ideas on paper (digitally, really) than I ever did. I have lived most of my life terrified of my parents' reaction when they learn their daughter is essentially paving her way to hell. Now - I know I was already in hell, but I understand how I can turn it into heaven for myself. 

I have learnt how little I truly know about what life is. I have also learnt that it is okay for me to not have all the answers. I am prepared to answer my parents' objections in a logical, calm (hopefully), kind and respectful manner. I have  openly and honestly confessed how much I love my mom and dad. My mum says that if I do not pray (the Muslim way), I do not love her. Well, I really do not pray. Do not intend to either. I still love my mum - no doubts about that. 

I have decided to share everything about my life and my journey in various forms. Love won all the battles in my life. My goal is to join hands with the humans of the world and let them know they deserve to be understood, loved, and accepted. I will hold the hand of anyone and everyone standing next to me in the circle of global companionship. Your mental health challenges (and trust me, you got 'em), race, color, country, accent has no weight in the eyes of the kindness you deserve. My goal is to make you realize that. My goal is to reveal the beauty of love that I have come to experience to the rest of the world. 

I have learnt about the path that leads to feeling stronger, more satisfied and healthier. I have learned to release fear from my heart. I have chosen a path to follow in life and I hope to meet you there someday. 

Afaf J.

Moving On (R)

 The smell of my cum reminds me of you

Do you wonder who satiates me now?
When you move my hand,
Curtly turning away
acceptance, understanding; a safe haven kept secretly alive
Yours: just for you
Inside your pure, wondrous heart
Is there regret even at all?

Another trick of the times; taboo
Bewitched, beat, brave
battles a rose, just one
Do you imagine us with children?
Enchanting: snow covered
But blood spills - everywhere
My lower back hurts less now
Tyranny stoppped when you left,
Misery began


It's just me now
Laugh!
Cough out your pride; you still armour it
You take after your mother, I never liked
Snort another one, find peace in longing
A longing you never tried to cease
Tears have leached your cottage floors
You keep your fist tight, right there
Pathetic!
You live inside of me 

Afaf J. 

It's not easy

The sickness on my plant

is bearing another child

a single drop of blood

a cramp here

another one until you scream

this agony child will bear one parent alone

hush the whispers

lest life lingers

 

Afaf J.

 
 

 

The World, Love and Why

Entirety of a burning turf!
My home, your home
spins towards abyss
The facade of laughter breaks
Then infection mixes in the bloodstream
You feel it in your gut
I have been thinking about you

When you leave my hand and walk away
At an unvisited ocean shore
An invisible dream dies
My mind goes somewhere I've never been before
Uncomfortable, unhinged
but it doesn't stop

You skip steps as you run further ahead
I stand still holding breath
I see so much, my vision plays tricks
I see waves of light, unseen and unheard of
I see with my body; it's confusing
Surreal, you are someone I imagined myself

You keep walking away and
I watch as my lucky pen melts in my palm
I won't call your name this time
Put a leash in over my neck
It's not easy
My hands wither and I wonder why
If you were next to me, I'd smile

Love is my religion.

I'm free from the generationally developed biases and anchors about philosophies of life created by human societies and tribes; thereof lack of understanding about human psychology and physiology and its relation to our thoughts, ideas, philosophy, and ideologies. Any recorded understanding of consciousness could easily be as little as an iota of the compelete understanding of the physics of universe and what and how everything is happening. I am just trying to least hurt my natural human instincts while figuring out life and how to live in a world where it seems like I must suffer a bit to get what I truly need while necessarily controlling some natural human desires for a sustainable wellbeing.

I mean well for the humanity. I believe in love and compassion for all humans, and living beings that feel. I wish for everyone's hearts to be filled with love and peace. My religion is love. 

What happens when you lie?

 

Pushed further ahead,
Stranded in the last curve of a mysterious life
I can feel the itchiness of confusion in my throat
as if the world burns around me
It’s nothing like before, time is playing tricks
my intestines shrink with your disbelief in me
as I voraciously bite down
an imperialist, usurped possibility of love
in between my clenched jaw
I hold it tightly in my fist
But sand slips
tiring me of life, desire, and anything nice
ricocheting between love and loss
I find my headless head
looking for you

Afaf Janjua

The Dance of Life

you've got a condition

your soul is entwined

in space and time

in her psychotic mind

like the red color of the couch

lush red blood every month

painful, loving

a fallen dream, fallen luck

of a daughter of the unknown

can I rely on you?

my red dress is almost out of trend, I tell you

just let me live my wretched fate in peace

I don't care how long it takes, 

as long as I got you

never letting go

dancing alongside

the madness of love

save your tears 

when you know the answer to your whys

meet me 

on the other side of a mysterious life 

where you are the great ruler in your empire

and I am worn out in the battles of love

will you still hold out your hand? 

The thing about life

 The thing about life

is pretty strange. Every person's world perspective must be so different from one another. or maybe not; maybe we are all just one soul, many bodies. One big soul hocruxed into an infinite number of material bodies. By the way, this scenario would make you and me both: the god.

I am starting this journal on my first day of not using a cell phone in 2023 as a 28-year-old. This phase will last for not very long. I will give it up, just like I gave up many other things.  

 Time for bed!

Good night life.