Saba T.

The Small Stuff

Contrary to popular belief, poets and writers don’t always write sonnets or stories with ever-thickening plots. Sometimes they just jot down the small stuff that comes to their mind, like a small paragraph, a simple line or even just a word. This “small stuff” later acts as an inspiration for some of the best works.
I might not be much of a writer or a poet, but I still scribble small stuff down, on the sticky notes on my computer’s desktop, or on a notepad I always carry with me, or even on pieces of paper I find in my purse or wallet. Some of those lines actually make sense. So here they are:

The beauty and bane of adolescence is that it makes you believe you have too much time.

Silences never kill people. It is what the silences entail that do all the damage; the words left unsaid, the questions left unasked, the assumptions made. No, silences never kill people.

When you finally realize that you’ve sold your ethics for the want of two meals a day that is when you need to start reevaluating your whole life.

At times it is best to leave all judgment to God, even the judgment of self, because He loves you enough to forgive you for stuff that even you wouldn’t forgive yourself for.

You can’t save everyone from their own personal hell; a lot of them might not even want to be saved. But still, you have to tell yourself that you gave it your best shot.

Keep your friends close and give your enemies a cookie.

It should be criminal to break an already broken heart before it has had a chance to fix itself.

Falling in love with a workaholic is all about faith and hope; faith in that he will return home to you every night & hope that he can distinguish between home & his workplace.

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