"Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken. Sometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter what. Maybe you will find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding. But theres also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetime, the one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourself is the same person who’s been standing beside you all along."
It's not necessarily love I've been looking for. I mean yes, I do fall in love easily, but that person doesn't have to be a potential boyfriend or a crush that starts to mean more. It could simply mean with a friend. Its not often you get the chance to make a friend that could last a lifetime, a friend that you could fall in love with, not romantically, but friendship-ally. The same rules apply: trust, honor, love, and respect. I do hope this friendship lasts forever....and stays strong through our respective marriages, careers, and kids. Inshallah. And this leads me to my second point.
Big Friendly Giant was right. I don't belong to this world. Well at least not the part of the world I come from. God accidentally put my soul into a Hyderabadi girl's body in India. I'm straddling two worlds and trying to balance them. I'm too bold and open minded to fit into Indian society yet too naive and clueless to fit into the White world. I don't want to adopt either, but innocence can't be regained, an open mind can't be closed, and my life doesn't fit the normal parameters of an Indian hijabi. Therefore all I can say is God help me because one day this WILL blow up in my face... and then what will I do??
Big Friendly Giant was right. I don't belong to this world. Well at least not the part of the world I come from. God accidentally put my soul into a Hyderabadi girl's body in India. I'm straddling two worlds and trying to balance them. I'm too bold and open minded to fit into Indian society yet too naive and clueless to fit into the White world. I don't want to adopt either, but innocence can't be regained, an open mind can't be closed, and my life doesn't fit the normal parameters of an Indian hijabi. Therefore all I can say is God help me because one day this WILL blow up in my face... and then what will I do??

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