Well, I decided to take a serious turn
and make this a really srs post about love. Joking aside though, when I first started this blog I initially wanted it to be a place where I vented my feelings and discussed my perspective on things. I never wanted it to be a daily “what I do in my boring life” sort of blog. THIS IS NOT A LIFESTYLE BLOG. It’s simply a medium for me to express my opinions and thoughts concerning certain matters along with sharing snippets of my life. This blog was also intended to help me discover my true self and overcome the hindrance that is SOCIALIZING. I thought it would help me become more confident and welcoming if I shared my blog with people. Well, honestly other than some close friends and tumblr peeps, no one else really knows about my blog. I guess every time I wanted to share it, I hesitated and thought, “maybe they’ll judge me even more” or “no one’s going to read my blog or comment so why bother.” ANYWAY, awkward tangent aside, today I will talk about the universal language aka love.
I am a hopeless inner romantic. There. I said it. Yes, I am absolutely in love with the idea of being in love. However, that does not mean that I want to be in love. Actually that’s something I feel conflicted about. I want to be in love, but the question remains, “can I be in love?” As a Muslim, I’m technically not supposed to interact much with boys and stuff, but I am slightly liberal with my religious views. But still, being liberal, I’m also a bit conservative. (I’ll explain more later, obvs)
So what sparked this post? Well, for some reason, someone I know (I guess I’ll keep the identity confidential. I guess we’re friends sorta, kinda, maybe. We’re definitely not IJK level friends, but lez b real that takes a while, ily bbz) asked me about arranged marriages. Said person knows I’m Muslim, so maybe he was wondering or something idek. Every time someone asks me about this though, I get lost into thought. I begin thinking about this thing called love and marriage and relationships.Do I want an arranged marriage? Will someone ever love me? People will only rishta me because I’m a US citizen (
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. -Oscar Wilde